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A/N: WARNING! A LITTLE BIT OF GORE! It is not detailed oriented but I don't know my reader's tolerance to that kind of thing. Anyways, I didn't expect going this direction when starting this chapter, but I'm damn proud! ENJOY!
Elena's POV
Elijah and I headed back to the mansion, things a lighter between us. We pulled into the circular driveway, parking in front of the door. I turned off the engine and exited the car. Elijah opened the house door, letting me go first.
"Klaus? Freya?" I called out, knowing I hear someone walking around upstairs. Caroline suddenly appeared, dressed in yoga pants and hot pink shirt. Her hair braided into pigtails.
"Both of them left earlier this morning. Klaus mentioned there was a disturbance in the witch district and Freya followed him to check it out." Caroline said, walking along with the both of us. Elijah stopped, frowning.
"I should go check up on the two, make sure it is nothing serious. It is hard to distinguish our allies with our enemies when it comes to the witches. Both of you stay in the house. Bonnie has a protection spell on it." Elijah ordered. He went to walk away, but I grabbed his arm.
"Be careful and call me if need you need my help." I said, making sure I made eye contact. He nodded, before leaving the mansion. I sighed as I turned to face Caroline, who was looking at me.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked, walking to the living room. I laid on the couch, kicking my feet on the armrest.
"No reason at all. I thought he was mad at you?" Caroline posed as a question as she moved around the couch. I don't know why, but the hairs all over my body rose. I didn't like tingling sensation, a warning, in the pit of my stomach. What was weird was that it was coming from Caroline.
I sat up, frowning at my silliness. "We had much needed conversation last night and we came to an equilibrium last night. We talked about the kids, but that is about it." I offered as shuffled slightly, my eyes watching Caroline, whose expression hasn't change one bit.
"You must have read my mine, because your kids is exactly what I want to talk about." Caroline faced twisted in a evil grin. I didn't have much time to really think when I heard a growl coming from behind me. I whipped around, a silence gasp fell from my lips. My eyes widen at the grotesque, imposing figure that came out of the shadows.
There was no way he, more like it, was there before. He towered over me, bulk of muscles. His skin was dark, tinting on blue. His ruby red eyes glowed in anger as he stalked me, his long, curled horns protruding from his forehead. He had canines poking from the bottom of his mouth. And to really add to his scary form was sharp talons attach to his forehead. It was nothing I have met before in my brief time in the supernatural.
I jumped over the coffee table, making sure I wasn't trapped between the two. Now that I could take in the both of them, I noticed instead of Caroline, it was older, dark haired beauty. Her lips was painted a rose pink, darks eyes glinted with amusement. I breathed deeply, feeling stupid at the trickery.
"Dahlia, we finally meet." I said simply, dividing my attention between the two.
"Technically, we met in a dream once, but nevermind that. Where are your kids, Elena? I do have to say I am impressed with the lengths you have went to cloak them, but I do grow tire with these games." Dahlia demanded, a sneer across her face.
I grew tensed. "I care what deal you had with Esther, but you are not getting my kids. You are delusional as Esther." I snapped.
A smirk widened on her face as Dahlia took a seat on the couch, crossing her legs. "I was hoping you would have decline. Now, I get to use my pet that I stole from Esther. Elena, meet the Bringer of Carnage. A very old demon who has knack for violence. He should change your mind." I ducked just in time to miss the swinging claw that narrowly missed my face.
I moved fast as I grabbed his arm, slamming my leg into his body in two quick jabs. He barely moved and I was using vampiric strength. He caught my leg as he picked me up and slammed into the coffee table. The wind knocked out of me, but I rolled out of the way as he tried slam his foot down at me. Using rising handspring, I was back on my feet in seconds.
"Foolish girl, you can't beat me. When I'm done crushing your skull, she's next." He grumbled in deep voice. His bulky frame march towards me, which face to hand to hand combat. He threw much of the punches, whereas I was blocking. I got in a few lucky punches, but no damage done.
I noticed he tried to corner me, but with quick thinking, I ran up the wall, using his horns as leverage to propel over his body. Not wasting valuable seconds, I kicked hard into his back, kicking him through the wall.
I turned my attention onto Dahlia, who was still sitting, watching. "I'm going to kill you." I grumbled, making my way to her.
"You should worry yourself about the demon that is about to kill you." Dahlia exclaimed, eyes lit up as she watched as the demon's talons pierced through my back. I gasped with pain as my hand found his wrist to try to relieve incredible pressure. I didn't have to worry long as I was propelled through a nearby wall, landing into hall that lead to the door.
I cried out as I stumbled to my feet, hoping I could make it to the door, but the imposing demon stepped in my path. I sped away up the stairs, grimacing with pain. Blood trickled from my wound, not healing. "Great." I mumbled as I started a spell to block the demon from coming up the stairs. I used my blood to draw symbols as the words left my lips in urgency. He thundering footsteps felt like a countdown as I peeped him from peripheral.
In the knick of time just as he going in for a forceful hit, the spell activated. The force of his hit rebounded back to him, knocking him back into upper ceiling, before he dropped into the steps. I knew it was a powerful spell and it gave me enough time before Dahlia break it.
Not wasting precious time, I stumbled into a nearby room. I checked the windows, but just as I suspected, Dahlia had her own spell in the works, keeping me inside the house. I slid down the wall, blood smearing against the creme. I sucked in a deep breath as I lifted, getting my phone.
I could have called one of the Mikaelsons, but they would have still have waited for Freya into the spell, if she could at that.
I dialed Katherine, wiping at the sweat that trickling, dampening my hair. The phone rang a couple of times, before the phone picked up. "Well, if isn't my better half! What the hell do you want?" Katherine snarked, sounding distracted.
"Katherine, I need you to listen carefully. I need you to get Dr. Rupert Giles and bring him to the phone right away. I am currently fighting for my life against something I never encountered before. Hurry!" I pleaded, not feeling so well. I saw my blood pooling onto the floor. I should have healed by now.
I heard shuffling over the phone, but couldn't help roll my eyes when I heard Katherine say, "Just can't stay out of trouble. You are on speaker."
"Ms. Gilbert, how can I assist you?" A british voice travelled over the line.
"Bringer of Carnage? Your turn!" I order, reaching up to take cushion off a nearby chair and sticking into my wound.
"Bringer of Carnage? That's an ancient demon that is incredibly strong. He shouldn't even be awoken. He only-" Dr. Giles started rambled, but I cut him off.
"Look Giles, I'm pressed for time since I'm up against Dahlia, so tell me how to kill it if I can." I mumbled.
"Oh right, if you can get up close, beheading will work. Definitely lucky for that." He commented.
I scoffed. "Oh yeah, my luck is running wild today!" I said, sarcastically. "Okay Doc, is there anything else I should know?" I grunted as I moved to my feet as I needed to search for something to behead a 6ft something monster.
"Do watch out for his talons! They are poisonous, though I would not know for sure how it would affect a vampire. Nasty little buggers!" He stated. Of course this couldn't be easy.
"Too late for that. Is there a cure?" I asked, halting my steps as I saw shadowed footsteps outside the door.
"I would have look through my text…" I didn't hear the rest as I tossed the phone onto the bed. I rolled my shoulders as I charged at the door, barreling through onto the demon that was just make his way through. I rolled off the door onto my feet.
I went to run to steps, but a tight grip at my left ankle tripped me over. I smacked my face on the banister, pain exploding in my head, leaving me blinded for a quick moment. My vision cleared just to see a spike club swinging down at my head. I reacted, raising my forearms to protect myself. The spikes ripped into my flesh, a scream ripped from me. I moaned as I pushed back against the club, struggling in the tug of war.
My left kicked out, connected with something. A loud bellow emitted from Carnage, causing him to stumbled. I ripped the club from my forearm. Through blurry tears, I saw him cupping his private area. At least he was affected by universal truth about men. I grabbed the club and swung it into his head, hearing a satisfied crack. Not letting up, I roundhouse kicked him into the oak wood banister that splinter under his weight.
I jumped onto the first landing, then ran to the kitchen. My eyes zeroed in immediately onto the meat cleaver. I stumbled to the marble counter, leaving a bloody trail. I grabbed onto the cleaver. I pushed to my left as I saw Carnage reflection in the cleaver. I looked up for a moment to see his face ripped into my club, black blood trailed down his body, but it look like he didn't take a beating at all.
I countered his swing with his club with my cleaver as I Sparta kicked him back. Unfortunately, my cleaver got tossed onto the otherside of the kitchen. "Fuck!" Carnage charged for me, but I dropped and slid under his arm. I leaped for my cleaver, grabbing on tight. Two bulky arms wrapped tight around my slender frame, crushing me. I dugged cleaver into thigh, making him release me.
I pulled the cleaver out, twirling around ready to end this. When a clean swoop, I lopped off his hand. He howled in pain, but soon turned to gurgles as I made clean cut across his neck. Using my strength, I pushed him back and jumped on top. With my last remaining strength, I used both hands to pressed the cleaver into his neck, slicing like butter. I didn't even bat an eye when blood spatter over me.
The kitchen echoed with my heavy breathing. I pushed his head away from the body, hoping by chance it wouldn't reattach. My body ached and protested as I pushed back and slumped against stainless steel refrigerator, the coolness feeling good on my clammy skin.
My head rolled to the side as I heard heels clicking against the floor. My blurred vision focused on Dahlia as she slow clapped at the sight before her. "I did not expect that from you." She walked closer, kicking the cleaver away.
"Smart move, bitch." I muttered, holding my side. She squatted down at eye level with me.
"This is not a fight you are going to win, darling! What is in store for you and your little family you couldn't even imagine. Esther is going to burn this fantasy that you have down. I have to admit she went deeper in the dark magic than I imagine. You can't win against that." Dahlia taunted, her nail trailed along my bruised face.
I felt magic seeped into my left hand, feeling like fire. "Maybe, but the next time you see Esther, do send her a message." I whispered. My eye twitched as Dahlia leaned in with sadistic smile.
"I'll bite. What are your last words?" Dahlia hand wrapped around my neck with a firm grip, not enough to choke me.
I smirked as my hand ignited with fire. Before Dahlia realized what happened, I smashed my hand against her face, hearing a low sizzle sound. Her screams deafen my ears as she leaped back from my grip. "Tell that crazy bitch I'm coming for her. I'm going to make her regret ever crossing me even if it cost me my life." I warned as I started to black out, Dahlia's screams seeping into the background.
