EVELINA

I woke up but I wasn't in the young girl's room anymore. In fact, I was in 1492 which I knew this because I was wearing a black and blue hooded renaissance dress with my hair ending near my hips and in tight curls. "What the hell?" I questioned, looking around to notice that I was in the garden of the place that the Mikaelson's owned in 1492.

Suddenly, I felt hands on my waist, making me jump in fright and turn around to face them. The person turned out to be Elijah who smirked at me for getting scared by him. "It's been a long time Evelina," he said to me, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear as his dark brown eyes met my green ones.

"Let me guess, the young witch took out the dagger at some point and now you're able to enter my head. That's not creepy at all," I informed him, not moving away from him.

"The young Davina has been keeping you under a sleeping spell as it seems," Elijah informed me as we walked over to a bench and sat down.

"So that's the young witch's name? She packs quite the punch," I said to him, looking out towards the forest surrounding the place.

I realized the day that Elijah had projected into my head as it was one of the last days that I was a human. "Do you remember this day?" Elijah asked me and I could feel his stare burning into my head.

"I remember like it was yesterday. You asked me why I left Bulgaria with Katerina which I said that I wanted to explore the world and now it was my chance too. I said I was happy that I left because I meet you but now..." I stopped, not having the heart to continue talking.

"You should have thought of somewhere else," I informed him as I stood up from the bench.

I felt Elijah grab my hand, forcing me to not take another step away from him. "I didn't mean to cause you any pain, Evelina," he informed me but I scoffed, ripping my hand from his grip.

"You caused me plenty of pain the day you fed me your blood and then killed me. You took away my right of choice when you turned me," I snapped at him.

"I didn't wish for Niklaus to hurt you so you were safer as a vampire," he informed me which made me roll my eyes.

Elijah got up from the bench and stood in front of me, gripping my upper arm lightly as to not hurt me. With him standing in front of me and even though this was technically just a projection, I forgot what about him made me love him back then.

We were silent after that until I felt the spell cast on me being lifted. "Davina is waking me up. Now get out of my head," I told him softly, watching this vision disappear before my eyes.

"It's time we talk," Davina said to me when I opened my eyes, now back in her room in the church.

I quickly got up from the floor and stood in front of her, arms crossed over my chest. "What can I help you with?" I asked her, keeping my eyes constantly on her.

"When I mentioned the Mikaelsons earlier, I noticed that you seemed to have a hatred for them," the young witch explained to me, making me wonder what she wanted from me.

"Just get straight to the point, Witchy girl," I snapped at her as I wanted this conversation over and done with.

Davina sighed before continuing; "I need your help in finding a way to get rid of them."

I laughed at her, no seriously, I was full on laughing at how naïve she was. "You can't get rid of the Mikaelsons. I tried that almost 2 centuries ago and look at me now, still picking up their leftovers," I informed her, pointing to Elijah's coffin.

"But we can work together to stop them, especially Klaus," she begged me, holding a broken violin tightly in her hands.

"There is nothing stopping Niklaus. He will get what he desires, no matter the casualties," I spat at her, anger firing through my veins.

Suddenly, I felt a hand being placed on my shoulder and I noticed Davina stare at the person behind me. "That's quite enough, Evelina. It's all right, Davina. I don't mean you any harm, though I do think it's time we had a talk," I heard Elijah say behind me making me turn my head to see him.

He was looking very grey as a result of not feeding in a while. Overwhelmed with seeing him in the flesh, I pulled him into a hug. Even though I had a strong dislike for Elijah forcing me into this life, I still processed strong feelings for him. I loved him while I was a human and when I became a vampire, that emotion amplified after my transition.