"Elijah," Klaus breathed, his eyes widening when his older brother entered the room with Damon "Why haven't you left?"

Elijah smirked at him "Where are your manners, brother? We forgot dessert." He turned to the blonde servant beside him and pulled the cover from the tray, revealing the two daggers on it.

Klaus froze "What have you done?"

"What have you done?" Elijah countered, unconcerned with Klaus' panic "You see, I've learned not to trust your vulgar promises, Klaus. We're doing this on my terms now."

Klaus shook his head and backed away as Finn appeared in front of him, a dagger from the tray clutched in his hand "Finn, don't." He was ignored when the dagger was stabbed through his hand. The moment Finn had let go of him, he made to rush out of the room only to be stopped by his sister "Rebekah."

"This is for our mother," Rebekah hissed at him, pulling another dagger out of Klaus' stomach.

Kol was watching the interaction from the doorway, not moving any closer to his siblings. He still wasn't sure what was going on. He died… Years in the future, he died and now he was here? Before their mother was brought back, before Finn's death, before Silas, before all of it. He swallowed back the panic that was starting to creep up on him again. He had just barely managed to hide his earlier attack from his siblings - if not from the dark-haired vampire who had gotten him a blood bag. Kol was just glad that he hadn't alerted Elijah or any of the others, just quietly helped him to breathe.

"You're free to go," Elijah told the Salvatores, his eyes glued to Klaus "This is family business."

"I like what you've done with the new place, Nik," Rebekah smirked, throwing a vase into a painting.

Kol slowly inched away from Finn, desperately trying to forget that his own brother had cursed him to die. He wasn't surprised that his siblings seemed to have forgotten his existence once more. None of them noticed that he didn't join in on the torment of Niklaus. They were all too busy getting in cheap shots. Not that it would help them in the end.

"I wanted it to be for all of us," Klaus told them, shooting his siblings a pleading look "A place we could all call home. A place we could all be a family. None of us would ever have to be alone again."

Elijah uncrossed his arms and moved over to stand between Kol and Finn "Well you're right. None of us will be."

"You're staying behind," Finn agreed, causing Kol to flinch violently as his oldest brother walked past him to stand by Rebekah's side. His head was killing him and it was getting hard to keep things straight as memories whirled around in his head. It had started after he woke up but now, it was like an all-out war between the things that already happened and the things that were in his future and he didn't know what to do about it at the moment. Maybe once he had some peace and quiet, he could at least try and bring a semblance of order to his memories but not now. Not this close to his so-called family. He glanced up at his siblings before staring back down into the glass Elijah had handed him earlier.

"If you run, I will hunt all of you down," Klaus snarled, glaring at them.

Elijah raised his eyebrows mockingly "Then you'll become everything you hate. Our father."

"I'm the hybrid," Klaus shouted, his voice going red "I can't be killed. I have nothing to fear from any of you."

Rebekah frowned when she realised that Kol had been watching their interactions quietly and not joined in the way he usually would. He was standing further away than he had before, looking as if he was miles away. She had never seen him act like that "Kol?" she called out quietly, trying to catch his attention.

Kol's head shot up at her call, catching the attention of his other siblings. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind enough to at least pretend that everything was alright but it was proving hard. There was no way he would stay here again. Not with everything that happened - would happen "No. Just… No." With that, he skirted around Finn and ran out of the door, barely missing running down Esther as she walked into the room.

Of course, things couldn't have been that easy. Before he was down the steps outside the front door, he was roughly grabbed from behind "Let go of me," he hissed, standing frozen in the grip of his older brother "I mean it, Niklaus. You better let go of me."

"What the hell is going on with you?" Klaus demanded, shoving Kol away from him and back into the house.

Kol huffed, getting up slowly "What do you want me to do, Nik? Play happy family with you? Why should I? You never cared for me. Not you, Elijah, Rebekah or Finn. Hell, mother only cared for me because of the magic I possessed and not even then could she muster any interest in me. Whatever you planned, leave me out of it. I want no part in this." With that, he dodged past his brother and hightailed out of the house and into the town. He really needed a drink now and not whatever it had been that Elijah had handed out earlier.

"Escaped the family, have you?" Damon asked, sliding into the seat next to the Original "You look better."

Kol blinked at him for a moment, trying to remember who the man was "And you are?"

"Damon Salvatore," Damon introduced himself. He looked at who he assumed was Kol curiously. Something seemed off about him. He heard stories about him from Sage but he didn't seem as... psychotic as the stories had made him seem. That and the panic attack the Original had when he woke up. Then again, how would he know how they felt when waking up. It could be normal for all that he knew "Don't blame you for not remembering. Stabbing your brother was more important."

Kol snorted into his drink "That was Finn," he pointed out, narrowing his eyes on the younger vampire "And anyway, I'm not going to be here much longer, so whatever you're planning on doing to my siblings, do leave me out of it. I don't really care either way." He stiffened when he noticed Elijah walking through the door of the Grill

"Damon," Elijah greeted, nodding at Damon "Kol."

"Elijah," Damon smirked "I kept your brother company, I hope you don't mind."

Elijah ignored the implication, staring at Kol "Mother wishes to see you, Kol. If you could."

Kol rolled his eyes, waving at the bartender to pour him another drink "I told you before and I'm going to say it again. I have no wish to play happy family with any of you and mother can go back to hell for all I care."

"Watch your tone with me," Elijah warned quietly, grabbing Kol's arm to pull him along.

"Let go of me," Kol hissed, freeing his arm to grab the drink "Elijah, I don't want to go back. Is that so hard to understand?"

"Don't make this difficult, Kol," Elijah sighed, grabbing the whiskey from him "Now come along."

"Like hell," Kol shook his head "I'm not going to sit back and let the person who turned us into this manipulate us again. And neither am I playing happy family with the people who are responsible for sticking a dagger into my chest again and again and again."

Damon raised his eyebrows at the youngest of the brothers. He thought he and Stefan were dysfunctional. Then again, he should have realised that Klaus and his siblings were so much worse than them. He did cart them around in boxes for centuries. Well, it seemed like Elijah hadn't quite been right when he assumed all of his siblings would stand with him against Klaus. Damon couldn't blame him though. From what he knew, Elijah helped with daggering Kol over and over again. Damon really hated the feeling but a part of him actually felt a bit sorry for Kol. The last thing the Original seemed to want was to get back into that house and Damon didn't blame him at all.

"Kol," Elijah warned, his eyes narrowing "You will be coming with me whether you wish to or not."

Kol let out a wry laugh and made to push past his older brother "Oh, that's just brilliant. You never did listen to anything I said. None of you ever did. Listen to this. I do not want to come back with you. I'll be leaving this infernal town and be done with you once and for all."

Elijah grabbed his arm "I'm afraid I can't let you do that," he said, plunging a syringe of vervain into his brother's neck as he twisted the arm he was holding behind Kol's back. Elijah caught Damon's eyes and nodded "Damon. We'll be leaving now."

"Let go of me," Kol hissed as he struggled against the grip. He gritted his teeth at the burn of vervain that set his head ablaze even more than it already was. Being weak was one of the worst feelings in the world. He had only just died thanks to Finn and now that he was back in his vampire body, he was subdued by yet another of his siblings, making it clear that he had been right. They only cared for themselves "Elijah…"

"Do be quiet, Kol," Elijah sighed, shoving him into the passenger side of his car.

"What did you do?" Finn demanded, shooting up from the armchair when Elijah dragged Kol through the doors.

Elijah deposited his youngest brother on the couch with a shrug "He was hellbent on leaving. It's the only way I could get him here."

Finn scoffed "What? Pump him full of vervain? Are you out of your mind?"

"Enough, Finn," Esther sighed and knelt down by her youngest son's side. She placed one hand on his head and the other on his heart and started chanting "Imperium monstrum. There. He will not be able to leave this house. I ask of you that you try and convince him to stay as the spell won't last forever."

Finn shook his head "You're all out of your mind," he mumbled and sped up to the room Niklaus had shown him earlier. Would they do the same to him if he were to decide to leave? He wasn't sure what was wrong with Kol but maybe his youngest brother had changed over the past nine hundred years. It still wasn't right. Confining Kol to this house after having confined him to a coffin for a century - more if you counted the previous times he was daggered.