Hello readers! A huge thank you and shout out to Arianna Le Fay for the reviews, I loved our little chat and hope you enjoy this chapter! Here is Chapter 12, Dahlia is closing in and Klaus is not keen on trusting the other species around him...

Demetri opened his eyes, he cracked his neck back in place. He surveyed the area noticing he was shackled to the wall surrounded by a sort of barrier. Demetri's gaze fell on the woman sitting in front of him. He smirked at her masking his annoyance, "Must say, I've been bounded before but never to this extent."

Marie smiled back at him, "Guess there is always a first for everyone."

Demetri turns his head knowing the Hybrid was lurking in the shadows. Demetri replies, "I guess he isn't much of the trusting type."

Klaus spoke up, "Not a chance, especially with someone who only wants to gain power."

Demetri's eyes flickered with some amusement, "That's interesting coming from you."

Klaus snarls, Marie held up her hand knowing Demetri tries to get reactions out of people and her father could be easily be pushed.

Marie adds, "Yes, he can be hypocritical." Klaus gave her an annoyed glare, but Demetri smirked. Marie replies, "I was just telling my father how you wanted to give me courtesy."

Demetri gazed at her, "Doesn't seem like it goes both ways." Marie noticed he was faltering with keeping a calm manner, for his eyes gave away his growing annoyance.

"I seriously doubt you came here just for helping Marie." Klaus growls.

Demetri smirks, "True, I was drawn towards that radiant dark magic. But it seems powerful forces always seem to find her, so I figured what the harm in helping the guardian and get a hand on that magic?" Marie suspected that answer because he told her his old habits of stealing magic was hard to break, at least they all get something out of it.

Klaus growls, "I knew it, I guess that whole ruse with Silas wasn't enough for you?"

Demetri shrugs, "I was just curious on who was casting the dark magic, I can't help my curiosity."

Marie asked, "Have you seen any weakness from her?"

Demetri peered at her smiling, "Tell me, what is the greatest weakness every witch has?"

Marie gazed at him, "You think she can die by overexerting herself?"

"She's already displacing large amount of energy just to have eyes everywhere. Like any witch, if you don't give them enough time to recover then they would succumb to magic." Demetri responded.

Klaus narrowed his eyes it cannot be that simple, Dahlia is sure to find ways to prevent this. "This witch harnesses her large amount of magic by sleeping for a century and to live for a year, how can anyone get her to release all of that built up magic?"

Marie's eyes widen, "She isn't saving her magic, she is openly wasting it now with releasing all this dark magic in the air to try to discourage me from fighting her."

Klaus stared at Demetri, "Why help us? Why not take both of their magic?"

Demetri smirked by how paranoid the Hybrid was, "I wouldn't take Marie's magic even if I could, if that is what you are worried about." Marie rolled her eyes as he glanced at her always trying to be charming.

"Why wouldn't you?" Klaus asked wanting to know why he should lower his guard.

Demetri remarked to get Klaus on his good side, "I've always been an admirer of her legends, why should I snuff that out? Nature needs a balance and her power can easily balance mine." Demetri turned his gaze back to Marie, she stared at him realizing the dark magic he had consumed is equivalent to the light magic that she possesses.

"So, you wanted to be my equal?" Marie asked.

Demetri smiled at her, "I'm not one for competition, I honestly don't care on that aspect on who is the strongest, I only acquired Silas's magic to make it my own, so I can wield magic rather reaping it from others."

Marie asked, "How does it feel to feel alive again?"

Demetri gave her a surprised glance but covered it up with his usual chisel grin, "Invincible, now I know how you feel being able to wield magic as well as keeping your immortality. I have a feeling this is what the dark witch seeks." He gave her a knowing look.

Marie gave him a curious glance, "Ever since I met you, I was always curious on why you were so determined in keeping magic a part of you."

"When you lived with something for so long you tend to depend on it, so I found a way in keeping magic – even if it meant sacrificing a few witches." Demetri remarked, Marie felt a sprang of anger for she remembered Demetri prayed on the youth of the witches, stealing the magic of the witches who he deemed that aren't worthy of wielding it. She figured this much, for Demetri seemed like the type that wanted to be seen as a threat so there wouldn't be any conflict with people who wanted to face him.

Klaus watched their exchanged he asked, "Dahlia's magic is what you seek?"

Demetri shrugs, "I've already acquired my own magic again, but it doesn't hurt to have more. Besides there is so much dark magic that the world can hold before it collapses on itself."

Klaus narrowed his eyes this vampire can be a threat in the future, "What is preventing you from turning your power against us?"

Demetri gazed at Klaus wondering if the Hybrid is threatened by him, "What would I gain from that? I would rather have some people around my age to make conversations more interesting." He grins at Marie as she rolled her eyes at his attempts to win Klaus over.

"Besides, I know you aren't stupid enough to pick up a fight if you don't need to." Marie remarked, Demetri shrugged, it was true going against the Originals just to show who is the most powerful is just a waste of time.

Klaus only relaxed slightly for it seemed the man wasn't one for dueling just for egos, however he does radiant with dark magic even when he is subdued by dark objects. "Fine, but I still don't accept the game you played with gaining the first immortal's magic."

Demetri smirked, "I had to put you on a goose chase in order to have Marie free from the spirit's torments. It worked, didn't it?" Klaus growls narrowing his eyes in frustration. Demetri peered at both of them, "Now are we done with this hostility?"

Klaus narrowed his eyes, he rather would have the Shadow down in the cellar until Dahlia steps out of hiding. He didn't move to unshackle the vampire, Marie turned to her father trying to determine what he was thinking. Demetri sighs, to Marie's and Klaus's surprised he was able to break through the chain and disappeared from the barrier, he reappeared next to Marie leaning on the opposite wall.

Klaus snarls, "You could have broken free this whole time?"

Demetri smirked at him, "I was interested in what you had to say." Klaus narrowed his eyes he is even more powerful than Freya, she couldn't even break out.

Marie rolled her eyes always the charmer. "And I thought you weren't one to display who is the most strongest." Marie remarked sarcastically.

"Just showing my resume is all." Demetri winked at her.

Demetri held back his facial expressions that would have showed off how intrigued he was to be in the presence of all six Originals. It was a rare and honorable encounter to be in the presence of the people who shared their immortality to a select few in the world. Demetri noticed Kol eyeing him he smirked slightly knowing the stories of the man and it amused him how ironic it was for that Marie, the guardian of humans and witches, went through all her efforts to rise the most wildest Mikaelson.

He couldn't help but smirk for the oldest creatures are willingly opening their arms for help. It seems vampire strength and speed wouldn't be enough against Dahlia, and he had to admit it was one of the reasons why he was so determined in breaking the limitations of having magic so he wouldn't have any disadvantages.

He peers at the three women, all of them had different looks to them. It amused him out of the three women Marie still wouldn't give him any satisfactory of being somewhat interested in him, she always had to play hard to get. The blonde and red head shared the same curious gazes towards him, he smirked slightly noting the unsettled tension in the air. Demetri turned to his flattery method, "It's an honor to finally put faces to the stories I've heard."

He noticed Marie rolled her eyes and it seemed Kol wasn't pleased to see him again either. Although the other Originals seemed intrigued by what advantage he brought to their table. Kol remarked flatly, "And I had heard things about you too."

Demetri smirked at him in amusement, "How does it feel to be in the living world again?" Kol narrowed his eyes, Kol knew the bastard was hinting at how it was him that persuaded Marie to help the spirits in exchange of his life.

Kol gave him a cheeky grin, "Just peachy, but I don't appreciate you breaking my dark objects."

Demetri studied Kol slightly then turned to stare at Marie, wondering this family introduction would be long.

Sage spoke up peering at Demetri intrigued, "So what are you exactly?"

Demetri smiled at her, "A vampire." Sage gave him a doubtful look for she can feel the magic coming off of him, he adds, "That obtained magic to spite the first immortal Silas, so his magic wouldn't return to the earth – I have to say, some of the spirits can hold grudges for more than a millennium." Marie noted when she was in the spirit world the co-creator of the immortality spell, Qetsiyah, did have raw wrath directed towards Silas who betrayed her. Marie found it ironic that Qetsiyah granted Demetri Silas's magic as she dragged his soul away, forever tormented to never find a final resting place.

Finn gazed at the man in concern, "And you are willing to go against an ancient witch without anything in return?"

Demetri found it amusing they all assume he wanted something from them, "I came to see what the whole hype was about and to witness what type of magic the witch possesses to bring so much attention to herself." Marie peered at him curiously was Demetri just looking to find more powerful beings to just prove to himself that he witnesses all of this? Marie found it odd that Demetri seemed to be intrigued by old legends and powerful beings, when they first met she knew he was very interested to know more about her after finding out who she was.

Klaus gazed at Marie, "And are you fine with this?" Marie peered at her father slightly knowing he knew how much she wanted to protect them all to show Dahlia she can defeat her and save her family. But with Demetri showing up interested in tagging along, she knew they stood a chance especially having someone that is knowledgeable in dark magic. With Demetri there she felt some weight lifted off her shoulders because if she wasn't strong enough to defeat Dahlia, she would have some comfort to know not all hope was lost.

Marie nods then remarked to Demetri, "Hopefully we can actually be on the same page."

He smiled at her, "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Marie was able to catch Demetri alone while her family members were out preparing for Dahlia. He was intently admiring the different paintings that Marie and her father had painted over the centuries. Marie came and stood next to him, "Why are you so interested in putting yourself with unique individuals?" He peered at her as she held up her fingers counting to prove a point, "You found a member of the Brotherhood of the Five, Me, Alaric who was created to be an Ultimate Hunter, Silas, and now Dahlia."

Demetri replied, "I wanted to see all their glory first hand, to see if anything was over exaggerated."

Marie frowns at him, "What's the purpose?"

Demetri smirked at her, he debated on telling her something of himself. He knew Marie was curious on what made him turn towards the path he was on now. "How about over lunch sweetheart?"

Marie looked at him in bewilderment, "Now?"

Demetri winked, "And here I thought you were interested in getting to know more about me." Marie scuffed in annoyance. "I found an interesting little location I think you would find relieving." Demetri smirked at her before she can object, he shrouded both of them in his magic transporting them in front of building.

Marie glared at him, she didn't appreciate him trying to show off to impress her. Demetri raised his hand to the building ushering her to follow him, as they stepped over the boundary Marie could feel her magic being blocked.

Demetri responds smirking at her, "This place seems to be a sort of neutral ground amongst the supernatural communities, it has music and food. I found it interesting that a place like this exists. It blocks any magic making it a more civilized gathering place." He sat at a booth with his back to the wall he smiled at her seeing her uneasiness, "Why so nervous? I thought you would be relieved that I wasn't attempting on probing your memories to find out more about you."

Marie narrowed her eyes, "I knew you had some interest in me."

Demetri hid is annoyance with a grin, "Seemed it goes for you as well. I think it is only fair to talk about our paths our own way, rather intruding the other's personal space." Demetri had noticed Marie had attempted to get inside his head a few times to figure out more about him. Luckily, he caught on before she could get anything, the only glimpse she was able to get were him murdering witches for their magic. He hated his human life, and he hated to admit it pushed him to be the way he is, and he knew Marie wanted that piece of information. He figured they can get what the other wanted, he wanted to know her human life and she wanted to know his. He was mainly intrigued for she had thin silver scars on the areas of her body that she exposes.

Marie blushed slightly turning away, "Perhaps." It was true she tried to see what made him place a fake facade of himself all the time, he always tried to be seen as kind with that chisel smile and eyes, but she had learned his eyes usually faulter the slightest to keep the act.

Marie asked, "Why do you always fake your emotions, even when you don't need to?"

Demetri grins at her, "I've learned keeping my composure would do everyone some good."

Marie raised her eyebrows, "You have a temper?" She would be surprised because there were multiple times he would have snapped, but he kept his façade.

Demetri smirked he allowed himself to show her his dark eyes letting go of the kind emotion. Marie stared at him, she seen his eyes like that before in the cave on their way to Silas it made his eyes seem as though they were a dark ocean abyss compared to the shining blue and green ocean waves. Demetri replied, "Not exactly. I tend to get a bit excited in other people's misery."

Marie remarked sarcastically, "I figured you were a psychopath."

Demetri couldn't help but chuckle slightly, "Yes I guess I hinted at that. You see the tribe of witches knew, might have been the reason why I was orphaned who knows. I could have cared less for the tribe, they were just as pleased as I when I came to age to leave. Wouldn't you feel more comfortable if someone seems kind –?"

"Oh yeah totally, especially when someone is faking it in order to win trust then slit your throat." Marie remarked, Demetri leaned back narrowing his eyes knowing she was referring to the witches he lured with that manner.

Demetri remarked, "If they were as clever as you to see the falseness, maybe they will still be alive? I cannot control ignorance, they don't deserve to live if they are that foolish."

"So, you are testing people then?" Marie narrowed her eyes.

Demetri shrugged, "Sure put it that way."

Marie stared at him, she found it unnerving how his whole demeanor seemed to change when he let go of his mask, "Then why would you care how people perceive you, if you had that kind manner or not either way you would have killed them."

Demetri stared at her then glanced away observing the couples dancing, "To ease their mind when they pass over, I've learned killing people in brutal ways leave their souls trapped. I already taken what I need from them there is no need for them to be tormented more."

Marie couldn't help it but grab his hand for some comfort, Demetri's eyes widen in surprise. Marie smiled lightly, "I think that the most merciful thing I've heard." Marie adds, "I've seen the other side, so many spirits are trapped there waiting for something to help pass them on. When I went to the spirit world in search of Kol, I've came across a man I haven't seen in a long time that had brought me so much happiness and pain."

Demetri glanced at her curiously as she stood up pointing at her calf there were scars that were large enough that even the human eye can see. Marie had other scars on her stomach and chest, "I've died a very violent death…" Marie sat back down Demetri peered at her with genuine interest, "I was able to convince my family to allow me to marry the boy I fancied for he felt the same towards me, what I didn't know was that he came back as a different creature from war. His brother lured me out on the full moon for revenge because the death of his parents came from a vampire's hand. My fiancé tried to protect me, but the moon twisted his will, I was chased down by their wolf pack and mauled to death…" Demetri stared at her in surprise as she continued, "My father and Kol hunted the wolves down, ripping them apart as if to satisfy the type of pain that they inflicted on me. What they didn't know is that I would come back as a vampire, but their vengeance was already done."

"I never knew." Demetri responded, there were never stories of how the guardian came to be, but he expected something violent must have happened in her human life to leave behind those reminders he never thought this.

"I saw him on the other side, after a thousand years his soul still tormented on the night we both died, he couldn't pass on knowing what he had did to me. I forgave him because I didn't truly blame him, I have seen and helped many werewolves in transition in my life. I believed he was one of my main reason in trying to help people to live through whatever demons they had within them. I couldn't explain in words by how peaceful it felt seeing him finally move on after centuries of being trapped." Marie smiled with a faraway gaze.

Demetri smirked slightly for she had the wrong idea of his paraphrasing of killing method to her, "I mean I kill them a certain way, so their souls can move on and are not haunting me. But I guess that's one way to romanticize my method."

Marie frowns gazing away, she felt stupid to assume he was merciful it was a method to protect himself from the dead. She revealed something personal of herself and it made her feel less threatening to him, she doubts he would take her seriously. Marie felt she was played into his fake emotions, Kol was right Demetri isn't the type of man to do charity for others.

Demetri chuckled lightly, "Don't have to be embarrassed sweetheart, it's sweet for you to think kindly of me."

Marie shied away, "Were you always like this or turning to a vampire made you unsympathetic."

Demetri thought for a moment, "I never cared much for others even as a human, as a vampire I got better at emotions…not sympathy though."

Marie pulls back feeling uncomfortable for she was completely different for she usually wears her emotions on her sleeve. Demetri noticed her uncomfortableness, "Didn't expect that?"

Marie shook her head, "I just thought something happened in your life that would made you so guarded."

Demetri frowns it seems she wants to find something that humanizes me… "The tribe that raised me assumed I was demonic for I settled with dark magic, it just came natural to me. They were scared of me, try to discard me but I was a survivor. Maybe one of the reasons why I'm unsympathetic is because I was never regarded as a person. I've learned how to make people feel more at ease by the way I want to be perceived." Demetri kept the knowledge of slaughtering his tribe to himself, for he knew Marie was unsettled by him – she already was when they first met but she is letting it show more.

Marie looked up at him she noticed he was looking at her with some concern as if he was actually worried he scared her. Marie replies, "I find it sad how other people can impact another's life by influencing who they be."

Demetri blinked slowly hiding his confused expression as he analyses her statement. He smiled at her, "I find it amusing that you try to find a reason behind what makes someone a certain way."

Marie watched him noticing he was opening up some of his real emotions, apparently, she puzzles him by her outlook on life. Marie replies, "I don't think people are born with darkness in their hearts. It is created by others and from life experiences that warps the person's way of perceiving things."

Demetri smiles at her, she truly speaks wisely, "And you think I fell victim to this?"

"I believe everyone has some darkness within them, but the difference is whether people allow that darkness to consume them or if they outshine that darkness." Marie responded, he narrowed his eyes taking her words into consideration. Marie gazed away seeing his calculating eyes on her, Marie slightly was relieved when their food was placed before them so Marie had an excuse to not look at him.

Demetri remarked, "That's one way to justify every evil thing that inhabits this plane."

Marie narrowed her eyes, "I'm not justifying actions, I'm just saying evil isn't born – it's created. You seem like you wanted the justification of being born demonic, so you feel better by acting like it."

Demetri gave her a dark smile, "I accept what I am I don't need to tell myself otherwise, sorry I didn't fit your type sweetheart." Demetri winked at her, Marie glared at him.

"Like I ever had any interest in you." Marie glared at him dryly.

Demetri smirked, "Whatever you say sweetheart."

Marie munched on her food gazing around at the other supernatural factions in the club, St. James Infirmary, Marie found the name intriguing with the jazz theme. Marie's senses were dulled as part of the spell that was placed on the building, she assumed it was to get every faction to get along with one another without the first impressions being ruined by grudges amongst a certain species.

Marie complemented lightly, "I have to say it was a good idea coming here, with magic not being able to pass here – hopefully that would give me some ease that Dahlia's eyes aren't on me."

"Why is she so intrigued with you – besides the obvious?" Demetri asked smiling at her.

"Apparently, she made a pact to have every first born. Since I was the only child to be born from my relatives she decided that this century was the day she collects that debt. She wants to have a coven made up of first born within her bloodline – she fell short on the coven for I will be the last of that bloodline since vampires can't procreate." Marie remarked.

"Have you ever tested it? You aren't fully a vampire." Demetri gave her a seductive look winking at her.

Marie hid her blush turning her gaze away, "No." Marie didn't want to admit that she lacked in that department, with having five protective parents she felt discouraged on it.

Demetri's grin grew going in to touch her arm, "Want to test it out?"

Marie glares pulling her arm away before he touched her, "No thanks." Marie wished she had her magic, so she can force the man off his feet by the way he looked at her like some object. Marie remarked sarcastically, "You are truly losing your charm on talking to women."

Demetri hid his annoyance with a smile, "Sorry sweetheart you got me off guard."

But what he said did get her to think about triggering her werewolf gene. She remembers how her chest hurt as if her heart in that moment started to beat again once she triggered the gene. Marie shook her head to push off the thought, it was impossible surely there would have been news about little hybrids running around especially with the multiple hybrids walking the earth – hers and now her father's. Dahlia possibly just wanted Marie for her immortality, she doubts that the witch expected some miracle baby first born to pop out of her to create a new bloodline of first born witches.

Marie regarded his comment dryly, "Won't do much of any good for that test run since you are a vampire."

Demetri smirked, "With magic… I can find a loophole."

Marie rolled her eyes, "I think I will pass on that."

Dahlia's room was high enough to spread her influence around the French Quarter below. Dahlia's eyes across the city became useless as her great-niece went into hiding. Dahlia did, however, felt a great shift of dark magic entering the city and it too was able to cloak its energy. She narrowed her eyes skipping through different sights unable to track her. She cannot escape me, she still had to be in the city… Dahlia's eyes made their way to a crowd of people surrounding Klaus. Her eyes darken if she is not here, then I might as well give her a reason to be.

Klaus grins as the last of the doppelganger's blood was emptied into the final pack member of the Crescents. At least before her untimely death her blood was useful for multiple hybrids within different packs, so I can have some leeway with the packs. Klaus hoped at least some of them would survive or it would be useless to waste so much of his time on a ritual that gave him limited opportunity to create hybrids – especially now that he killed the main ingredient that created them.

Klaus peers around at his new hybrids, it was a good turnout. Out of the fifty members, twenty decided to become a hybrid so they would never have to go through the ordeal of being a wolf again. The remainder of the pack watched nervously as the hybrids awoke and fed from the doppelganger's blood, then they embrace one another with the new beginning.

"As I promised, the ones who decided to become a hybrid will never have to be forced to become a wolf again." Klaus smirks as the embraces seize.

Klaus turns towards the alphas, curious if they were as pleased as he was with their deal. His eyes narrowed seeing Andrea's eyes white possession… Andrea gazed around, "My, my you have been busy…" Jackson looked at her baffled as he stepped away from her, the rest of the pack members stared at their other alpha as she sneers at them all.

Klaus sneers, "Hiding in the shadows? It's a shame you must show yourself through puppets. At least Esther was brave enough to reveal herself to me in her own body when she came back from the grave."

Andrea glares, Klaus could tell Dahlia was not one for belittling remarks, "All in time. It seems your daughter is hiding as well, for everyone's sake hope she resurfaces or she will be coming home to ashes."

Klaus snarls, "Mind you witch, you should be the one to be reconciling the afterlife – I'm sure Esther would be pleased to have some company in hell." If it was true on Dahlia overexerting her magic, Klaus will be sure he will get her to at least use some of it.

Klaus could have sworn he saw some rage in those white eyes, the woman glared deeply, "Oh nephew, you will be the first followed by the rest of your demonic family – and Marie will be all alone for the taking."

Klaus growls, "Try it witch, I dare you." With that the white eyes vanishes, Andrea collapse to her knees as Jackson grabs her. The wolves glanced around nervously, their eyes going towards Klaus. Klaus glares, "You see what we are up against, this witch sees no boundaries and she will be the end of all of us if we do not band together."

Kol glares in annoyance by how stupid it was to convince other species to align themselves to face one witch. Kol guessed it was more on Klaus's paranoia to have every person within the communities with them in case Dahlia tries to find followers. To be honest, a witch that powerful, he doubts she would bother herself to have weaker followers for she seems like the type to do everything on her own.

Finn told him that the witches couldn't be helpful to them, but Kol had his ways with witches.

Kol sat on top of one of the tombs near the barrier that prevents vampires from entering, he watched in boredom as the Harvest girls finished their little gathering amongst the remainder of the witch community. To Kol it seems the witches are staying out of the city's drama, the witches are going to scurry into their little holes until the city is deserted, and the vampires and werewolves will be its casualties.

Kol remarked seeing Davina walking below him, "Didn't take you witches as the cowardly type, especially not you."

Davina glares up at him, "And who are you exactly?"

Kol grins ah that's right I was in Kaleb's body when we interacted, "Kol Mikaelson, I've heard many things about you Davina Claire, must say you are more powerful than your ancestors – a shame they believe hiding would prevent the war from inflicting you lot."

"And fighting would put us in a better position?" Davina challenged.

Kol rolled his eyes, "Well hiding invites Dahlia to use your kind as pawns. The pawns are usually the ones to have a lesser chance of survival than a fighter for they are a means to be sacrificed."

Davina narrowed her eyes, "Why would you care? Vampires here want my coven gone."

Kol sighs in annoyance, "I thought you were against the witches, that what you told Marie, but it seems you fall back on the witch bias. Fine stay on the bloody boat that is sinking, I just wanted to see if there were some wolves amongst the sacrificial lambs." Kol put his words harshly, he was at the point of not caring how he talked to other people he was annoyed and tired of the endless backlash his family was receiving.

Davina stared at him, it seemed the Originals were desperately trying to win over people. Davina knew most of the witches wanted to stay out of the vampire business. However, Davina wanted to, but she had to look out for the best interest of her people and she doubt she be much of any help if she was the sole witch to join the crusade against this dark witch.

"I would not be much of a help if I were the only witch." Davina responded in her defense.

Kol remarked, "You would never know if you don't try darling."

Hands scratch at the dirt, digging their way towards the surface… The reanimated corpse crawls its way out of the ground, Dahlia's possession overtook the decease's mind. Freya's slightly decomposed body twitched at it walked towards the Mikaelson's home. Dahlia could sense a powerful object within the home coated with Esther's magic. Freya's bones snapped each step she took, her head barely reattach to her neck. Dahlia watched through her niece's eyes as the corpse easily passed the magic boundary, entering the home. The white eyes scanned the home tracking the lingering magic, the corpse crack each step it took as it climbed the stairs. Dahlia sneers feeling the draw of her sister's magic as Freya walks towards a fireplace, a hidden lever dropped the hatch revealing a white oak stake that is coated with magical silver veins.

Niklaus, you have underestimated me. Dahlia pulsed her magic through the corpse, it trickled around the stake as she mustered enough magic to transport the weapon. The corpse crunch down the steps, slowly making its way to the door.

The white eyes were fixed on the blonde figure gasping in horror. Rebekah stared in horror, before her was a near beheaded Freya, there was blood that coated her skin – her eyes were the color of death. Rebekah noticed Freya's hand glowing, in it was the white oak stake and it vanished. Rebekah cringed as she endured pain just by the look the white eyes gave her. Dahlia smiles through Freya Might as well pick off each one at a time… Rebekah cries falling to her knees, Freya walked towards her. Rebekah gasps, she looked up at the corpse through tearful eyes, she grinds her teeth together as the pain magnified. Dahlia snapped her fingers, Rebekah's neck snapped making her fall in a heap. Oh Marie, let's see if you have as a big of heart as Esther when it comes to saving family…

There you have it! Dahlia is closing in on the Original family! What you think of this chapter? On the interactions between the family? Demetri's unexpected visit? The theory behind being a hybrid can result in producing children? Let me know in the comment section below!