No spanking in this chapter.
Davina got the note written in a cursive script the next day. The hotel concierge handed it to her on her way back from the beach. They had landed in a tropical paradise. Davina let the magic roll off her by playing with reversing the tide and changing the weather. It was getting stronger, she knew that.
Marcel and Rebekah pretended like they were all on a holiday. They even let Davina drink a pina colada at dinner. She really didn't like the alcohol taste, but felt grown up all the same.
The note read, "Meet me tonight by the mermaid statue. If you don't care about your own life, perhaps you care about your friends?" There was no signature. She knew she should show it to Marcel and Rebekah, but they would just flee again. This was the third location they had been in in two weeks. It was getting old.
Davina climbed down from her balcony using bed sheets and a little magic. After all, she didn't want to break her neck. She had cast a sleeping spell on Marcel and Rebekah to last another 12 hours or so.
At the mermaid, she saw the old man step out.
"It's you. The father, Mikael," Davina said without surprise. She had sensed him in the quarry the night they induced Henrik into the coven.
"My dear, I'm so sorry, but you know you must come with me," Mikael explained.
"I know. They must complete the Reaping or my magic will tear this world apart. I can feel it swirling and rippling. It's too strong," Davina admitted.
"It was never yours to begin with, girl," Bastiana scoffed.
"Bastiana, the liar. You said they were just going to cut our hands a bit. Then, when they cut the first three girls throats, I thought I was next. What would you have done? Die, or go with the ones who saved you? I thought the vampires ripped your head off at the Harvest," Davina smirked.
"No, they tried, Davina, but us old French Quarter witches are a bit tougher than that. Oh my, I'm glad your mother is dead and not here to see you whoring around with vampires and werewolves," Bastiana hissed.
"What are you doing then? You're with Mikael the Destroyer, the Vampire who hunts Vampires. Get into bed with the devil a lot, hmm? I bet it's been a long time since a man wanted to do that," Davina laughed.
"Ladies, ladies, now let's play nice. We're all on the same side here," Mikael said cordially.
"Oh, I am looking forward to cutting your throat, young one," Bastiana sneered.
"How long will I be dead?" Davina asked plainly.
"It would have only been a year or less had you taken your medicine the first time. Now, who can speak to the will of the ancestors? They may not be happy with you, Davina Claire," Bastiana said chanting and coming closer.
"No, let me say goodbye to Rebekah and Marcel, they will worry," Davina begged Mikael.
"My dear, Marcel will die trying to prevent this. Rebekah would suffer greatly also. As you know, nature cannot be stopped. They would never let you go. I do this because they lack the strength to do what needs to be done. The coven must complete the Reaping and balance the power. Come now, you will come back soon in months, a year, maybe longer. I know my son Kol also loves you. Would I take the only peace and happiness he's ever known away from him?" Mikael asked gently.
"No, I would hope not. I'll go quietly, just keep her away from me," Davina said pointing to Bastiana.
"She wanted to hex my whole family to death. I am doing this, not only to save you, but to save them. I know...that they won't understand and that they will never forgive me, but when you come back, please try to make them understand that despite my failings, I loved them all. And for Niklaus, all I do now, I do for him and those he loves. Let us go before they discover you missing," Mikael said picking up Davina and vamping her away.
Bastiana was irritated that she couldn't hex the hybrid's adopted son. She couldn't kill an Original, but the one they called Marcel, could die slowly. Well, after she cut the last Harvest witch's throat, maybe she have enough power to destroy all of the abominations. After all, according to the ancestors, they never should have been created at all.
"Marcel, she's gone!" Rebekah screamed.
Marcel jumped down from the balcony that Davina had climbed down. They tracked her scent to the mermaid statue.
They found a note that read, "Children, I know this is hard to hear but the Reaping is already completed. Davina Claire could not contain all of the power within her. It was tearing apart the fabric of the world. She will return to you in time. I did this, not out of hatred, but out of love. I knew you would never let her die and that it would destroy her. Please forgive my subterfuge. I know that you will come after me. I have cut ties with the Strix and will go deep underground for now.
I hope to see you one day again.
Love,
Father, ᛗᛁᚲᚨᛖᛚ"
"No, no, no, no..." Rebekah crumbled to the ground.
Marcel held her in utter shock. She was already dead. Her throat cut. The Reaping was completed. In his bones, he felt like she was lost to them.
Elijah dropped the phone in his study.
"Klaus, she's dead. The witches, they completed the Reaping," Elijah blurted out, bracing himself on the desk.
Klaus picked up the phone and Marcel sobbed out the rest of the story. They were on their way back from the island. They planned to go to New Orleans and see if they could find out anything. The witches would consecrate the body on New Orleans' soil to keep the power she held inside her for the coven.
Somehow Klaus did understand Mikael's plan, but maybe Freya or Bonnie could have figured out another way. Deep down, he knew Mikael did the right thing. The would have torn the family apart.
"Kol," Elijah and Klaus said looking at each other. Freya was out shopping and the other boys were at school.
They found Kol playing with the boys in the yard. They had sticks and they were banging them again trees. Kol was climbing and getting them the high branches they wanted and jumping down near them, making them laugh.
"Brother, we must speak to you," Elijah stated.
"Henrik, Finn, go back in the house now please," Klaus said not looking at them.
Finn went to argue and then noticed the look on his face and pulled Henrik with him toward the house.
"What it is? Tell me. NO! No! No! They got her, didn't they. I bloody knew I should have gone. It's your fault. You should have let me go, damn you," Kol broke into heavy sobs and fell to his knees.
"I'm so sorry, Kol," Elijah shared.
Klaus said nothing but grabbed Kol hard and clutched him.
"You couldn't have saved her," Elijah revealed.
"I could have tried!" Kol screamed.
Klaus just held him and wouldn't let him go.
"She will return to you, brother," Elijah promised.
"When? After the ancestors punish her for being with us? Helping us? Using her magic for us?" Kol cursed.
"Davina, I am sorry. If I could take your place, I would," Kol moaned.
"Come now, let's get you some rest," Elijah said taking his arm. Kol roughly shrugged it off.
"Bugger off, the two of you. I blame you both for this, but especially you Elijah!" Kol said vamping off past the property.
"What did you do? Oh god, do you think he will go on a murderous rampage?" Klaus asked Elijah, still on the ground.
"Well, this is Kol we're talking about," Elijah frowned.
Freya was not entirely surprised.
"Oh Davina, I feel like we failed you," she said aloud to herself, and then to Klaus and Elijah, "But brothers, that power could not reside in her. It would have torn the fabric of reality to shreds."
"Marcel and Rebekah are headed to New Orleans to see if they can find her or her body," Klaus said sadly.
"I know Kol's heart will never accept this, but Father did the right thing," Freya admitted.
"I agree. Father saved us from doing the hard thing that we may not have been able to do," Elijah concurred.
"Where's Kol? Is he okay?" Freya asked, putting her purse on the counter, and looking around.
"He took off. He did not look good, sister. The last time I saw him behave like that, he slaughtered a TB hospital," Elijah worried.
"In his defense, they were all doomed to die, but yes, we need to get him back here before he goes on a murderous rampage, another one," Klaus said.
"Let me do a locator spell," Freya said preparing herself for a long afternoon.
Jeremy and the other boys got a text to make sure that they went straight home. Elena had already asked him where Davina was. All he said was that, he was pretty sure, she wouldn't be back soon.
Alaric caught Jeremy in the hallway,"Hey, your uncles said that Kol is upset and somewhere around town. Tell Elena and the others to go home. Aside from Bonnie, no one could really defend against Kol if he go out of control."
"What about you? What about Stefan and Damon?" Jeremy wondered.
"Jeremy, you have never seen an Originals' true strength or speed. An out of control one could destroy this entire town. I'm not saying Kol will do that, but I think we all saw how much he cared about Davina. How are you holding up?" Alaric asked.
"I'm in shook, I guess. She was nice to me. It was like having another sister, now, I just can't believe what those witches did," Jeremy said stunned.
"Yeah, it's hard to take. Go home. I was supposed to meet Vanessa at the Grill about a possible wolf attack. I'm going to see if I can catch her before she goes," Alaric said leaving.
Alaric headed to Vanessa's classroom to find it empty. She had already left for the Grill right after school.
Kol couldn't think. He couldn't process the pain. He knew that the Harvest witches were supposed to be resurrected, but would they? In the meantime, was Davina suffering on The Other Side? Where was she?
He went to the bar at the Grill.
"Give me bourbon, double straight," he growled at the bartender.
"Can I see your i.d., sir?" the balding bartender asked skeptically.
Kol reached up and grabbed the man by his collar, "You will get me the bottle of bourbon and a glass and then forget you ever saw me. Got it, mate?"
"I will get you the bottle and a glass and..." the bartender drifted off to get the alcohol.
"Wow, you just don't let state laws keep you in check, do you?" Vanessa Monroe said sitting down at the bar next to Kol.
"Laws don't interest me, luv. Plus, I'm older than everybody on earth except a handful of people. Bourbon?" Kol said grabbing a glass from behind the bar.
"Are you okay? You don't look so good...Did something happen?" Vanessa suddenly became alarmed by the crazed look in Kol's eyes.
"Well, my girl's coven finally slit her throat to get their power back. I should have been there to help her, but my bloody big brothers wouldn't let me. Like a child, I let them keep me away from her and now she's..." Kol put his head in his heads.
"Did you say 'coven'?" Vanessa said gripping the bourbon glass in front of her.
"I'm going to go down there to the city of New Orleans and tear every head off every French Quarter witch I see...But I cannot or they won't bring her back to me," Kol was now muttering to himself.
Vanessa's survival skills kicked in, she took the glass and smashed it into Kol's face and ran. It nicked him slightly, but the cuts healed instantly. He vamped and caught her.
"I'd compel you but I know you are on vervain..." Kol laughed.
"How do you know that?" Vanessa gasped.
"You spent a weekend locked up in my brother's dungeon while we let it drain out of your system, before compelling your memories away," Kol admitted.
"Will you do that again?" Vanessa asked fearfully.
"Nay, luv, I think I want a drink. How about you and me get some privacy?"
Kol said gripping her by the waist.
Aside from the bartender, the Grill was empty.
"Kol is in town somewhere. The Grill or town square," Freya said after doing the locator spell.
"Thanks, sister. We'll bring him home," Elijah promised.
"Elijah, Niklaus, he's angry at you. Let me go also and try to help. You know I can be quite firm with all of you when you needed. I know he's hurting, but this is no way for him to behave," Freya insisted.
Klaus bit his lip, "He does tend to regress to a younger version of himself when he's been caught being 'naughty.' Freya, when he works himself into these states it does take quite the firm hand and stern talking to to bring him back to his senses."
Elijah sighed, "After he attacked that sanatorium, he couldn't even look at a doctor or nurse for 50 years without wincing once we were through with him."
"If it brings him back to us, I'm willing to do whatever it takes. Elijah, will you stay with the boys? Niklaus can back me up," Freya pleaded.
"Bring him home to us. We'll deal with the aftermath later," Elijah agree.
"So is Uncle Kol missing?" Matt yelled out.
"Dude, I don't know. That's what Alaric said," Jeremy replied in frustration.
"So Davina is dead. Kol is on the rampage and we are just supposed to sit at home? That sounds lame," Matt continued.
Tyler was driving as Matt and Jeremy were still grounded from their drunk driving episode.
"That's his car!" Tyler yelled pointing at Kol's Porsche. It actually was Elijah's, but he always drove an SUV so Kol was the only person who drove it.
"Pull over, we'll call," Matt said getting out his cell phone. Matt tried to call Klaus. Then, after there was no answer, he tried Freya.
"This is ridiculous. I'm going in. Do you really think he's going to kill us? Jeremy, you have that magic ring," Tyler pointed out getting out of the truck.
"I don't think it helps if I get my fucking head ripped off," Jeremy yelled.
"Shut up, you two. I'm trying to call home," Matt said.
"Oh my god," Tyler gasped, "Uncle Kol has Miss Monroe and he's taking her. Call dad again!"
"Don't make a sound, luv, or you will be dead before you hit the floor," Kol threatened.
"I'm on vervain. You can't drink my blood," Vanessa yelped as he squeezed her tightly.
Kol laughed out loud.
"Darling, I'm an Original. For me, a little vervain is like tabasco sauce on scrabbled eggs. It just gives it a little kick," Kol said, putting her in his car.
"You don't want to get blood all over this nice car, do you?" Vanessa tried.
"It is my brother's car, but right now, I'm not very happy with him. I daresay, he's not going to be very happy with me either. Brothers fight. Maybe I'll just drain you and throw you into the quarry. Another animal attack would give the council something new to investigate," Kol suggested.
"You know about that?" Vanessa asked.
"Darling, I am responsible for that. The headless body on the Lockwood property, a few other animal attacks and missing persons...See, before I met my girl, I was a bit of a ripper type of vampire. I like to drink straight from the tap, the vein. Makes it a wee bit hard to stop. So once I start sipping on your spicy vervain blood, I won't stop until I've ripped off your pretty hunter head. Normally, I'd compel you not to be afraid, but since you're on vervain..." Kol said driving towards the quarry.
Vanessa started screaming and Kol reached over and put her in a sleeper hold until she passed out. At the quarry, he parked, and vamped over to her body. He bared her throat and with his fangs tore into her throat. He spit out the first taste of blood as it was saturated in more vervain that he had ever tasted. He drank again, this time swallowing the burning liquid to punish himself. It hurt but he kept going. He drank more until he saw Davina's face. Then, he heard Davina scream at him to stop. For once, the ripper in him stopped.
"Bloody hell, what have I done?" Kol thought. Vanessa's heart was slowing. She was going to die.
He tore open his wrist and fed her some of his blood. Just then, he saw an SUV pull in behind him.
Freya jumped up before Klaus even stopped the car.
"Is she dead?" Freya screamed in fury.
"No, sister. I just healed her. She'll wake soon. Full of vervain again, this one," Kol admitted, still holding Vanessa. He leaned against the hood of the car.
"How did you find me?" Kol asked.
"The boys, your nephews, saw you abduct their teacher from the Grill and called us. Kol, I'm so sorry about Davina, but this isn't the way to deal with it," Freya lectured. Kol put his head down. He couldn't face Freya now.
Klaus vamped over and surveyed the scene.
"Did you try to heal her?" Klaus asked listening to her slowing heart beat.
"Aye, I was drinking from her vervain-laced blood and I saw and heard Davina in my head telling me to stop. I did, but maybe it's too late," Kol admitted with a touch of guilt.
Just then, Vanessa woke up and screamed. She saw Klaus and then looked at Kol and pointed, "He's the murderer. He left the headless body at the Lockwood property. It was him all along..." Vanessa's outburst left her exhausted and she passed out again. Klaus laid her in the back of the SUV.
Freya looked confused, "What's she talking about Kol?"
"Before Davina, there were times when I would get upset or bored or just too hungry and hunt. Once I get fresh blood, I can't always stop, so yeah, it was me. The headless corpse, the hiker they thought got mauled, a missing person I threw here in the quarry. Then, Davina came into my life and suddenly, I didn't want to be a killer anymore. I learned I could control it. Aside from that, if Nik and Elijah didn't threaten me, I'll probably lose control again and have to go back in the box," Kol said.
"Oh Kol, why didn't you tell us?" Klaus responded.
"I don't want you all disappointed in me. That look of pity and sadness Nik, it's too hard to take. What am I going to do without her? She made me better and my one job was to protect her and I didn't. Now, she's with the bloody ancestors. DAVINA!," he screamed.
'Davina' echoed through the quarry.
Freya went up to her second youngest brother. For a second, he thought she was going to slap his face, but she grabbed his face to look at her.
"Kol, my love, I'm so sorry that you are feeling this way. I know you two loved each other, but she is coming back to us. We've all lost her for now. Do you understand me? The ancestors cannot keep her. The ritual, once completed, will reunite you two in time. And when it does, I want her to be proud of you and the way you behaved when she was gone. Now, you were a very bad boy today and we're going to talk about it when we get home okay? I want to ride with you and Klaus can take Vanessa home with us," Freya said with love in her eyes.
"Sister, when you say 'talk' do you mean...'talk?'" Kol gulped. The vervain was burning through his system making him feel weak.
"You know exactly what I mean, young man. Now, in the car and no more fussing or I'll give you a preview of what is in store for you at home right now," Freya warned with steel in her voice.
"Ah, I think we may have a situation on our hands," Klaus called.
"What?" Freya said.
"Vanessa is, ah, dead," Klaus called.
"Bloody hell," Kol muttered under his breath.