Chapter 19: Back to life
Mikaelson's Mansion, Other Side
-"Hello boys, big fan of your work. The way you splash blood everywhere you go is somewhat poetics..." Crowley says, with a playful voice. Appearing out of nowhere minutes after Claire Forbes left, he had quickly settled for the Mikaelson's couch, his arms resting on the back of the furniture.
-"And you are?" Nicklaus replies smirking. He couldn't decide if the man-demon was a threat or not. He certainly was able to teleport without him felt it coming but his appearance was oozing humanity and weakness.
-"The King of Hell, name is Crowley." Roderick responds, relishing in the surprise he could see in the eyes of his interlocutor;
-"You must be sent by our sister Frayn. Please make yourself at home." The well-mannered Mikaelson intervenes, fixing a drink for their guest. Elijah realized this could be the solution to their actual predicament –if only his brother could tame his temper long enough- however he was not foolish enough to let his guard down.
-"Thanks you." The King of Hell accepts the attentions "I believe you are talking about the smart one, Freya but no: I am not a dog to be sent. Now quite the testing part so we could conduct some business..." he goes on showing his teeth.
Mystic Falls, Living World
Miria and Helen were wondering in the street of Mystic Falls, a small city of Virginia. According to Roderick, Claire and Theresa were supposed to appear there. She was nervous as hell since she feared what he could have done to counter their damn contract. In her turmoil, she almost missed the presence of two of her kind not far from them. Helen was not speaking to her anymore, she reproached her for not letting her went to their friend when she needed the most and she could not really argue against that. However her comrade was currently running alongside with her to where they had sense the presences. When they finally stopped, they couldn't believe their eyes: Claire and another blond woman were standing in front of a typical suburban house.
-"Claire" Miria says between sobs while her arms find their way around her friend. Claire's eyes shut focusing on the warm feeling to be home again.
-"I'm here, I am really here." She replies half laughing, half crying in her mother tongue. "Helen." Claire says when she finally entangled herself from her friend's arms;
-"Yes that me." Helen states in English behind their old captain, tears in her eyes. While the comrades were embracing each other, Theresa's sharp eyes found Miria:
-"You must be Miria, my daughter's old captain.";
-"I am." She confirms feeling very small in front of her. As a claymore, she could feel the supernatural energy radiating from her and ultimately her potential. She never felt something like her apart from Roderick but unlike him, Theresa was carring herself like a soldier. Indeed, Miria could tell that her every move was well thought. To put it simply, Claire's adoptive mother was frightening.
-"I suppose our return to the World of the Living is your work." Theresa says with no emotion in her voice so Miria only nods. "Good...I want you to reunite every living member of our kind as fast as you can..." she goes on in Japanese;
-"May I ask why?" Miria demands on her guards;
-"Changes need to be done." Was only Theresa's response, making her stomach turn. Perhaps she didn't need to fear Roderick and their contract for she will reach the bottom sooner than expected. Even after the downfall of the organisation that made them, they had continued to live, to organize themselves as soldier without fulfil their original purpose –at least in contemporary times-. Once the war that decimated her own people ended, Galatea and she found themselves the high ranked alive. Galatea was a lone wolf; she had no desire to lead her comrades so this burden fell upon Miria but now...Theresa was the high officer alive. Indeed, change was to be expected.
-"How did you manage to bring us back to life?" Claire finally enquires;
-"I did what I have to do. Do not worry; it was nothing that could harm you." Miria answers with a slight small. Claire wasn't satisfied by her response but she let it go for now as she waited for the right time. They went to a small hotel to rest for the night, every one of them thinking that tomorrow will alter them forever.
Mikaelson's Mansion, Other Side
-"For the love of Hell, do you need a bloody mountain and a romantic sunset to say yes!?" Crowley loses patience;
-"Oh we should feel grateful and fall to our knees about what exactly? be your lackey ?" Nicklaus' voice rises;
-"Don't be a drama queen, you will be alive again and in exchange you will kill some of my enemy since you are against selling your souls –which makes no sense if you ask me-. Nobody will expect the Mikaelson to work for me; you will be my secret asset. It's a win-win situation. I will even get you rid of the Hollow. Don't thank me, it's on the house." He says like it's was common sense and they were simple-minded;
-"What about Ms Bishou No and Forbes, did you offer them the same deal?" Elijah asks frowning;
-"Is it worry I hear in your voice? Don't worry Prince Charming they are already free, somebody else paid the price...Beside... they can take care of themselves, they could have had your head in a split part of a second if they wanted to." Nicklaus' eyes darken and his jaw tightens when his brother's face is unreadable "Oh they didn't let you feel like it? Smart women..." Crowley comments amused by the cunning claymores;
-"The bitches!" Nicklaus curses through his teeth and the demon rolls his eyes;
-"This is very interesting to say at least however for my part, I do not wish to be resurrected only to find my way back to Ms Marshall and my brothers and sisters when the time comes for them to meet me on the Other Side." Elijah states while his brother huffs infuriated once more by his brother's obsession for Hope's mother. With time, he came to tolerate Haley even trust her with his daughter's interests but that was it. She certainly did not deserve the kind of devotion his brother had for her.
-"Do I look like your bloody mother? Making you special dish because you don't like what you have been served with?'' The King of Hell's voice had lost all its honey and cut through the air to their sensitive hears. Then, with a slight move of his wrist, the two brothers were thrown to their high ceiling and hold there. "This is a tandem kind of deal, hurry up, the clock is ticking lovelies." Crowley always thought that seduction was more effective than brutality to achieve his ends however he could make exception for the pain in the ass-Mikaelson family.
Caroline Forbes' house, Mystic Falls, Living World
It was always the same...when she was occupied, when she had important duty to fulfil she was ok but when she found herself alone in her house without her children around...hum...her soul drifted to dangerous territory...thinking about Klaus' stuff, what it could have been, what have been...feeling numb or crushed...nothing good really. She knew she needed to talk about it to someone but every time she thought about doing just that it felt pointless and words seemed to collapse in her throat. If Caroline's mind wasn't this much cloud by sadness she certainly would have been curious about the women talking near her house; instead of that she slowly fall asleep on her couch nearly spilling her glass of wine-blood in her slumber.
Ending Song: Lorde – Everybody wants to rule the world
AN: I struggled to write this so I would really love to know what you thought about it! Happy Halloween everyone, smut is coming chapter 20! Remember : Trick or treat! And of course special thanks to readers who follow me or fav' me! kissses
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