Hayley Pov
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I turned, expecting to find myself in my warm bed, that it had all been just a bad dream.
I was very wrong. I opened my eyes to find that it burned to do so.
So I shut them. It took me a second to realize that I was lying in direct sunlight. I couldn't move much of my body. My hands were zip-tied, and so were my feet. This position was not only killing my back but also my stomach. I decided to not try and escape right away because I didn't want to risk hurting myself or the baby even more than we already were.
I looked around for Luna, but I couldn't see her. She had to be here. There was no way whoever took us would leave the only werewolf-witch hybrid behind.
I started shouting her name. I continued to look around, despite the feeling of hopelessness creeping up in my chest. I gasped, realizing where I was.
Whoever kidnapped us put us in the bayou in the old brittle cabin close to the dock. The door opened, and a man appeared. He had someone slung over his back.
"Tyler?"
He was just like I last saw him.
Vengeful and angry.
I didn't care for him as I did before. I had so much more worthy people like Luna, my sister, my pack, and the whole Mikealson family (except Mikeal and Ester, I had heard stories of them).
Tyler said nothing and threw the body next to me. I screamed out, feeling pain, my heart breaking into pieces when I saw who it was.
Luna, my sister, my only family, covered in blood. She had a knife in her stomach, and multiple deep wounds, most likely made by the knife. It didn't look like she was breathing. Her clothes were bloody and ripped. She had been through a fight, that much was clear to me. Her hair wasn't in its side, braid it had come free. It looked like she had a halo surrounding her head. Her lips were pale, which was not a good sign. I tried to reach out and touch her, but Tyler kicked Luna against the wall.
"Nooo!!!" I screamed.
As her body hit the wall with a sickening crack, some of the pieces of wood gave out and some glass broke and fell on top of Luna. Only worsening her current state.
I was sobbing now.
How could someone be so evil? So cruel.
Klaus would never even think of doing this. I would love to see Klaus kill Tyler. Hell, I might even do it myself. I wouldn't hesitate especially, after what he did to Luna and me and my baby girl. I wasn't sure who was going to get to him first me, or Klaus.
Whoever got to him I hoped that it was painful, his death.
Tyler looked at me and then back at Luna.
"So, Hayley, you've got a sister, and you are pregnant, is there anything else you would like to tell me."
I looked away from Luna and glared at him.
"You sick bastard, what the hell is wrong with you? You could've killed me, the baby, and my sister."
Tyler shrugged, flashing a smile full of nothing but malice.
"Hayley, I could care less about what you think of me. You are worthless, maybe that's why Klaus slept with you because that's, exactly what the two of you are. That's all your child is going to be if it is born."
"Klaus is not worthless, and neither am I the only worthless person in this room is you."
Tyler sped over to me and grabbed my throat. I blinked back tears. I was not going to give him the satisfaction of him seeing me in pain.
Tyler let go of my throat and walked to the window, "Dwayne," I inhaled and exhaled deeply. Trying to tell myself to breathe, to remain calm. For my child and my sister.
I wiped my head around, looking at anything that could help me escape. I saw the knife in Luna's stomach. I hoped that she would wake up soon, so we could get out, and so that Tyler and his accomplice could die a very, painful slow death.
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Rebekah Pov
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I sighed and put my head in my hands.
I hadn't slept in two days, and I was insanely worried about Hayley and Luna.
I was surprised that Klaus was holding it together so well. I suppose that it helped that Cami talked to him about his anger and frustration. One of the things about Cami is that she is the best therapist, she is such a good listener, and she gives such great advice even though she's only lived a short amount of time.
The compound had been mostly empty since Luna and Hayley had gone missing. Marcel and his vampires were out looking. Hayley/Luna's werewolf pack were with Marcel. I was surprised that they got along. I suppose that when someone you care for is in danger, there isn't anything you wouldn't do.
I was now leaning against the wall with my eyes closed. Damon came over and sat beside me.
"Damon, I wouldn't, I've already been through enough today. If you aren't careful, I will rip your bloody heart out."
I opened my eyes, surprised when he didn't come back with a sarcastic comment.
"Hey, what's the matter with you, no sarcastic comment."
Damon sighed and leaned his head against the wall. His usual bright blue eyes were happy, but now they were sad.
Whenever he would talk to Cami, I would see his usual old self. I didn't see it now.
"Is there something bothering you Damon?"
I asked purely out of curiosity.
Davina, Cami, and Kol were gone they had left to get things for the spell. Finn was out with Klaus, they were discussing the witches what to do with them. (They were being too quiet for my brothers' liking).
So I had no-one else to talk to. "Yes, there something is bothering me." I looked at him waiting for him to continue.
"I don't get why everyone is out trying to find Hayley and Luna. I am sure that they have other important things to do. For one, remodeling this place should be number one on the list."
I glared at Damon. Was he serious? "You might not understand what it is to care and love, but that's why everyone is out and about looking for Luna and Hayley. This place is fine by, the way."
I was totally aggravated, with him, and I turned to leave, but he caught my arm.
"Wait...so Klaus is in love with Hayley, and he cares for Luna."
I sat down this time next to Damon with my back against the wall. Boys didn't know anything when it came to feel like love and admiration.
I scrunched up my nose, "No, you mongrel, Klaus cares for Hayley and loves her differently, but not in the way you are imagining. He loves the child. It is supposed to be a little girl. Luna is another story. I don't think I've ever seen my brother care so much about another person until I saw him around Luna and Hayley. He cares Damon, he just had a different way of showing it."
Damon sighed and started playing around with his daylight ring.
"So I see that you and Cami are getting awful close," I said, nudging his shoulder with mine.
Damon scoffed and looked down. I knew it, he was absolutely smitten.
"It's fine, and all just don't break her heart. If you do you'll find yourself without one."
Damon looked up at me with a smirk on his face. I laughed, and I was about to say something else when the door to the compound opened.
"We found them they are in the bayou." I turned and looked at the trio. I ran and gave them each a hug. Feeling relief.
"Well, we need to tell Klaus, or he will have our heads..."
I trailed off, hearing rapid footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Yes, you are quite correct dear sister, where are they?"
Davina looked at me, and I nodded at her. "They are in the bayou, somewhere close to the water in a cabin." Klaus nodded at Davina and went for the door everyone started following him. Klaus turned around, "I am sorry to say that the only one joining me will be Elijah. It's not that I don't trust you lot, but I can not risk anyone else being abducted or injured."
Klaus and Elijah continued out of the door, and I walked over to Davina, who was pale and shaky, and I hugged her. I was telling her that it was going to be all right, even though I didn't believe it myself.
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Luna Pov
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I moaned in pain and opened my eyes. I clutched my stomach it was killing me. I looked at my hands to see that they were covered in blood. I pulled the knife out, slowly trying not to make any noise. After that excruciating process, I ripped off a piece of my shirt the bottom part. I put it against my stomach and applied pressure, using my hands. I bit the inside of my cheek to avoid making any noises that would give me away.
I threw the bloody piece of my shirt to the side. The blood flow hadn't completely stopped. It wasn't gushing like it was. It was now a slow trickle. I could feel the wound slowly close up, feel my skin repair itself. The knife wound wasn't fatal, but I still had to be careful. I had already lost to much blood. I couldn't risk losing any more. I put the knife on the ground needing both of my hands to crawl. I was still too weak to stand.
I looked up to the man and Dwayne talking to Hayley.
I couldn't exactly hear what they were talking about my ears were ringing. The man took something out of his back on the counter, it was a needle.
"Tyler, please, no, no, no, no!"
The man Tyler stuck Hayley with the needle in her stomach. With sheer will, I stood up, and I grabbed a vase filled with old flowers and hit him across the head with it. Glass and blood were everywhere. Tyler turned around and snarled at me. His eyes glowed gold, and spidery veins appeared under them. Before I knew it, I was thrown out of the window.
I yelled out in pain when I fell on the ground, but I rolled away from the porch, down the steps. To try, and put distance between me, and Tyler.
I grabbed a tree and pulled myself up. It wasn't the easiest thing to do in the world. I had to be careful not to breathe too heavily.
Blood started flowing freely out of my stomach. I put my hands over the wound, applying pressure again. I guess it was from all of the strainings I had caused because I had pulled myself up.
I slowed my breathing down, and tried to regain my balance. I was so dizzy the world seemed to be tilting left and right. I heard Hayley yelling, and I stepped forward, I had to get to her.
Tyler walked out and threw a dead Dwyane on the ground.
Tyler then looked at me and smiled. His eyes, glowing, veins underneath them as he smiled his fangs in his mouth.
I kept walking forward, and he disappeared. I kept walking forward, not looking back. I didn't have time for that. I had to see if Hayley was okay.
I reached the doorknob and turned it. I walked inside Hayley, was slumped forward with her hands on her stomach.
I leaned forward and checked her head. Still warm, and she was still breathing like normal. I grabbed the knife from where I put it earlier, and I cut her feet and hands-free. I set the knife on the old wooden table, and I bent down at Hayley's level.
"Luna," she said, looking up at me. I nodded and hugged her. Relieved that she was alive, and so, was the baby. They were both okay.
Hayley started crying. She looked up at me apologetically, "Stupid pregnancy hormones."
I smiled, and then I gasped, feeling a sudden pain in my shoulder. It burned like wolves-bane. Hayley screamed and got up but was pushed back down by Dwayne.
Which was weird, because I thought Tyler killed him.
"Go ahead Dwayne, feed on her."
I didn't know what he was talking about. Dwayne bent down to Hayley's neck, and his eyes glowed, and veins appeared beneath them. Oh no, this was not good.
I screamed, and Tyler held me against him. I tried to escape out of his hold, but he just dug the knife in deeper. Hayley screamed out in pain and protest when Dwayne fed on her neck. Tyler looked at Dwayne, "Keep an eye on her, I have to try and get some answers."
I looked at Hayley, and she was on the ground, knocked out from the blood loss. There was blood leaking on-to her shirt. I struggled against his stronghold, trying to get to her.
Tyler took the knife out of my shoulder. I hissed in pain, trying not to scream.
Tyler led me backward out of the cabin, away from Hayley and Dwayne. He never let go of me. His arms were tight around my waist which hurt, a lot, but if he knew, he didn't seem to care.
My knife wound hadn't healed all the way, but it had stopped bleeding.
He was breathing on my neck. I felt uncomfortable. When I couldn't see the cabin, or the river anymore. Tyler sat down on a rock, and he forced me to sit on his lap.
He leaned forward and pulled me back. He was now breathing on my back. I shivered scared. I didn't know what was going to happen. This Tyler, whoever he was/is, is out of his mind.
"I need you to tell me everything about Klaus."
His face was close to mine. I turned away from him. His breath smelled of blood and alcohol.
He released one hand from my waist, and he used it to turn my face to face his.
He leaned forward he was so close his breath moved my hair.
"I need you to tell me now."
I looked away. I was determined not to tell him anything.
I would not betray Klaus or hurt him in any way.
I was willing to die.
