Like Fire
by AlexisKeller
Chapter 03
"So mommy dearest just tried to kill us all," Niklaus snarled behind gritted teeth.
The four siblings looked at each other at that. All of them except for their mother and their brother Finn were seated there in their great living room after the party, still in their formal wear and fuming about the incident that had taken place in the last half hour.
"I can't believe she did that." Rebekah shook her head bitterly.
"What did you expect from her?" asked Elijah, ever calm. "We're lucky we managed to break up her plan."
And lucky they were. Thanks to the Salvatore vampire telling Kol what he'd heard their mother planning, they'd managed not to drink whatever spelled concoction she'd put in the champagne she'd served them all. One would debate why they chose to believe the annoying Salvatore, but they knew their mother.
Clearly, she had no plans to reunite with her family. Clearly, she didn't mean anything by that spiel of forgiveness she'd given them.
And clearly, with Niklaus smashing his glass to the floor during the toast, she knew they were onto her.
She'd disappeared after that. Which was just as well, because none of them were in a particularly happy mood.
"And Finn, that goddamned traitor," Niklaus went on. "Ever Mother's pet."
"We need a plan," said the eldest brother rationally. "Just because she disappeared doesn't mean she's done. We need to be ready."
"I still can't believe it," murmured their sister.
Kol, from his seated position on the sofa, was hardly paying attention.
His head was wrapped around what he'd come across that night.
A living, breathing siren.
In their own mansion.
A siren.
He couldn't believe his luck.
He didn't know much about sirens except the very basics. All beauty and grace, sirens were supposed to have the ability to sing one to his very own destruction. It was their own form of compulsion, to just be able to sing and enslave one to their wishes and commands.
She'd done just that, hadn't she? She'd hummed and the sound was all he could hear. He'd let go of Rebekah's human date and become immobile for a moment. She'd stopped just as quickly as she'd started, only to have him set the human free.
And beauty and grace she certainly was.
Seeing her for the first time was like a punch to the gut.
Goddamn, she was beautiful.
No, exquisite.
Almost ethereal.
Definitely not a dull human.
He was more than a thousand years old and had seen many faces. It always got old.
But she had those wide, clear green eyes and long dark hair meant to run hands in. The softest looking lips and the most magnificently amazed look on her face, like she had been almost as startled by him as he had been by her. She was easily the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen or imagined. A vision in red.
She was like a picture smoothed into his mind.
Yes, certainly a siren.
Another thing in his knowledge about sirens was that they had long died out. That was thanks to vampires, he knew. Siren blood was revered in the supernatural world for how it tasted. Any vampire who came across a siren would waste no time in draining them—which for the moment must feel great, but left a bitter taste of reality for the vampire afterwards. His brother Niklaus himself had come across one, he remembered being told. His brother had also told them of how he never partook, simply because of how addictive the blood was said to be, and how the ones who did have their fill of it were driven to madness in front of him because of how nothing ever tasted the same after.
Once a vampire had a taste of it, Nik had noted, they couldn't go on without it.
And just like that, Kol knew exactly what he wanted.
Without a shred of doubt, he knew he wanted her blood.
One might remark that wasn't smart, but he was known for playing with fire.
The again, he didn't particularly wish to go mad, so draining her would not benefit him. He had to keep her around.
Therefore he had a few ideas that involved taking a different route, one that was ultimately advantageous for him—slow, but likely to get him results. He was known widely to be the impatient Mikaelson, however, only few knew that he could play the long game if he wanted something enough.
And wanted it he did. So he was going to have it, he decided.
Subsequent to his want of siren blood, he wanted to see that long dark hair of hers spread out over his pillow. He wanted to taste that mouth, and to feel her skin. His goal was the blood, but this could be an incredible collateral.
He had to play this just right.
"Kol? Don't you have anything to say?" His sister asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Yes, yes." To say he didn't care for whatever the topic of discussion regarding their mother's latest stunt was a glaring understatement. "Kill her or whatever, right? Give her a taste of her own medicine."
"Kol!" Rebekah reproved in wide eyed surprise and he shrugged in response.
"What? Why can't we dagger Mother or something? Niklaus is quite fond of that."
There was silence for a moment before the mentioned brother acknowledged, "That may be the best idea yet."
Elijah nodded slowly. "At this point, I admit it seems prudent."
Rebekah stared at all of them like they had sprouted second heads. "Honestly?"
"Do not pretend, Rebekah, that you care for Mother still." Niklaus snapped. "She's gone too far. She meant to end us. The Salvatore told Kol she wanted to link us and then finish us off. You know that means she may have found the white oak stake. In case you forgot, there's no waking up from that one, sister."
"I get that, alright? I do." Their sister sighed before crossing her arms. "The dagger?"
Ah, the daggers. Definitely a sore subject still.
There had been a lot to pay for when Elijah woke all of them up from being daggered, courtesy of Nik as always. Much of the past was rehashed, including his immediate defense mechanism to dagger his siblings.
It was almost as if they innately knew that this time was different—a thousand years had passed, and things were going to change. It was agreed upon that the the daggers were to be destroyed. However, being who they were, they knew they needed to plan a failsafe in the unlikely event that they should ever need it for whatever reason. And so it was unanimously determined that they'd keep one, and it would remain with Elijah.
Niklaus had his trust issues on that one—which was ironic, considering what he'd done to them in the past—but he'd come around.
They could've been mad at him. Hell, they were mad at him. Incredibly so.
But unlike their mother, they'd re-established their motto of always and forever, and how this time was going to stick.
It was almost funny how Finn hadn't been there for that.
Niklaus nodded towards Elijah. "He has it, as decided. The only one we kept. Seems oddly fitting that it goes to Mother."
"And what about Finn? He's clearly against us," said Elijah, and Niklaus frowned in thought.
"Let's just handle this matter first and then we'll see to all else after."
Now alert, Kol paid attention to the present because they were to make a plan of action regarding their mother.
Which was good because as soon as that was done, he had a personal agenda to tend to.
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