'All that time-?' Zara said, shaking her head at the Original, who was sat on Elazars tomb, ankles crossed He smirked. 'Yup.' She shook her head, but stayed silent- betrayal and hurt crashing through her.

Alastair raised an eyebrow. 'Surely you'd realize just who I was- you are Gabriel's daughter. You have more power than any normal vampyre.'

Zara frowned now- powers-?

'I don't have powers!' she scowled. Alastair raised an eyebrow again. 'Sure about that?' Zara nodded, scowling yet again, getting pissed off.

Stupid freaking dicks!


Elazar pushed the door to the mansion open, casting his senses out- he was in.

'Michael!' He yelled, slamming the book down on the table.

'What.'

He turned to see Michael, leaning against the door, arms folded and hate in his eyes. Elazar scowled, sitting down. 'Mickey, we've not got time to mess.'

He snorted, turning away. Elazar snarled. 'Zara's in trouble!'

Michael stopped dead, then turned, shrugging. 'So?'

Elazar truly snarled now, then was standing in front of his elder brother, eyes narrowed. 'What did you just say?' he growled. Michael laughed. 'She's a liar, just like you... just like Amii.'

Elazar rolled his eyes now. 'Zara didn't know... she only knew...' Michael's eyes narrowed. 'Exactly. She didn't tell me.' Elazar sighed. 'I made her keep it secret.'

Michael shook his head, then started walking away.

Elazar shook his head then, picking up the book his brother had been reading (Twilight! What the hell man!) then chucked it hard, smacking Michael hard in the back of the head.

Now he turned.

'What's your problem?' He snarled, stalking forwards. Elazar shook his head. 'Zara is in danger... Gabriel's involved... Alastair too.'

Michael frowned. 'Alastair?'

Elazar sighed, then handed him the the photo. Michael's silver blue eyes widened as he saw Gabriel and-

'Lucian?' Michael frowned. Elazar nodded. 'The Originals.'

His eyes widened in a way that made Elazar suspicious- did he know anything? Michael groaned, sitting down. 'What now?' Elazar scowled.

Michael looked up, eyes wide still.

'So who exactly are you guys?'

Alastair looked around, then chuckled. 'You don't know?' Zara sighed. 'Your story wasn't exactly clear.' The Original stared, then chuckled, getting to his feet and staring at the ceiling.

'When we were 20, in the year we forget how long. 1100 I think, we got drunk and ended up killing this young woman by accident.' Zara snorted. 'Yeah right (!) Accident my ass.'

Alastair's eyes flashed, but he continued.

'This young woman was the daughter of the local "witch" and people feared her...' he snorted. 'Witches (!) Yeah sure. So, she yelled we were going to be punished.' He shrugged. 'We apologized many times, but she kept glaring... then we started having freaky dreams, and we realized she was real.' He sighed. 'It all ended with her chasing us through the woods, then caught us. She got Gabriel first, then me.'

Zara frowned, realizing this was the truth. Alastair chuckled. 'We woke up, and we were so... hungry. Like we'd never eaten. We found out exactly what we wanted- needed.'

'Blood-?' Zara said quietly. He nodded. 'We stole the witch bitches book- it said that our children were needed to return normal... one born every 500 years...'

He laughed. 'Its been a very long wait.'

Zara wondered something now. 'You... you're Amii's father?' He laughed yet again. 'Yeah, I am. Met mommy dearest in Sandown, knocked her up and viola! My key.'

With narrowed eyes, Zara asked.

'And I'm Gabriel's key?'

Alastair grinned.

'Correct.'

Zara frowned now. 'How am I a key?' Alastair laughed now.

'Oh, we kill you of course, then use your blood.'


Oooh... so what does Michael know? And things not looking too cheerful for Zara! Next up soon! X Nic