No One's POV
"You're pouting." Rebekah walks into her brother's art studio where Niklaus is painting, his canvas laid out in front of him and his paintbrush in hand.
"I am not." Niklaus immediately argues back.
"Yes, yes you are." Rebekah retorts back. "Running away? Leaving? Why? Because Elijah is with Brooklyn?" Rebekah questions. "I thought you didn't love Brooklyn like that?" She continues to pester.
"I don't. Brooklyn can be with whoever she wishes." Niklaus denies, but there was no questioning that he was bothered by Brooklyn and his brother being together; he wanted his Little Wolf to be happy, but why did it have to be with his brother? "There's nothing keeping us here. We'll grab the doppelgänger and be off by sunset."
"Fine. Deny it all you want. But tonight is the Decade Dance." Rebekah rolls her eyes at her brother.
"So?"
"So, I'm head of the committee, we have to go." Rebekah huffs again.
"I'm not going to any dance."
"Caroline will be there." Rebekah tells Niklaus.
"That means nothing to me." Niklaus brushes off.
"Please, I have big plans for tonight. Just go for me, then." Rebekah begs a little.
"Okay, fine. One last hoorah."
"One last hoorah, Nik." Rebekah smiles happily at her brother before leaving her brother to his own brooding thoughts and art work.
"Why are we here?" Alaric questions Esther as the two walked into the cemetery later that evening as the Mystic Falls high school Decades Dance was well underway, Esther now in a dark skinned, black haired witch that Esther had jumped into by using some of the Spirits from the Other Side; very few had helped her from fear of upsetting the balance and fear of going against the will of an Emrys Witch, after all, Brooklyn did follow the fate and will of Nature.
"Long ago on this spot my son tore my heart from my chest. The violence of my death marked this ground for all time." Esther replies, leading Alaric into the Salvatore crypt.
"I'll need your ring." Esther tells Alaric, standing in front of a bowl, Alaric opposite of her.
"Now, why would I give you the one thing that protects me from death?"
"I will give you all the protection you need, however, the stake will burn up in the body of its first victim. If you are to kill all of my children I will need to bind the protective magic in your ring to the stake, thus rendering the White Oak indestructible." Esther explains.
"The ultimate weapon for the ultimate hunter." Esther announces, looking at too satisfied with herself, as she reveals the now infused White Oak stake.
"Finn, what's wrong?" Brooklyn questions the eldest Original as he comes flying downstairs from his room looking panicked, Brooklyn quickly sitting up from where she is leaning against Elijah quietly reading her book and enjoying a quiet night in.
"She's back." Finn simply replies, looking more shaken and agitated by the moment.
"Who's back, Finn?" Brooklyn asks gently, her tone soothing and soft as not to rattle the eldest Original more than he already was.
"She- she, mother's back… I can- I can feel it." Finn replies, his body visibly shaking by now. "Her magic… I know it- I have felt it. Please- please believe me." Finn pleads with Brooklyn.
"Finn," Brooklyn places her hands on Finn's. "I believe you." She calms. "You're safe now. Esther isn't going to hurt you again. This I promise."
Yes, I realize it is a short chapter. But I'm doing quite a bit of re-arranging of my chapters. I promise there is a point to this!
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