A/N: Here is the next installment of Forever and Always. I think there will only be one more chapter, an epilogue.
I really didn't expect this story to get so long, it was only initially a two-shot. But inspiration hit me and I couldn't stop the ideas from coming.
I apologize ahead of time if there are any mistakes, I proof read them, but doesn't stop the mistakes. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, they all belong to the creators and writers of The Vampire Diaries and The Originals. I only own Eliza :)
Forever and Always
Part 7 – Faint
No one knew how Eliza had managed to cheat death. She had been fated to die. Her own birth mother had condemned her to meet the Angel of death and yet she was perfectly human. Skin full of colour and her heart beating steadily in her chest, she was alive.
Perhaps the spirits had been listening after all. Maybe they decided that they couldn't accept a soul that didn't deserve to die, but that would only mean that everyone that Elena had ever loved had in some ways earned their demise, which was certainly not true.
Nothing could explain this supernatural occurrence. Witches had returned from death by spells of protection and Elena had tried such a spell, but her efforts had proven futile. She watched as Davina performed the spell, but the indicators of a completed spell were never shown. Elena could only leave with a heavy heart that she couldn't protect Eliza.
Sitting perfectly upright in the coffin that was to be claimed as her own, Eliza was adjusting to the simple task of relaying the moments before her death. It may have only been less than an hour, but death takes its toll on the body. A dark essence embodies a person when they leave this earth, encompassing everything that makes them human. Fighting death has its consequences, easily taking a part of your soul as you seek the light, leaving a mark to signify that you've been touched by death.
~Faint~
I am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact that everyone can see these scars
I am what I want you to want what I want you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just believe this is real
So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I got
~Faint~
"How?!...I don't understand. How...how are you here?" Elena couldn't properly form a sentence. Her attention was fully set on the body that had not five minutes ago been laying dead with no heartbeat.
"I...I don't know" Eliza's voice shook a little, whether it was from being death or just pure fear. She couldn't believe it herself, she was alive and no one knew how. Eliza couldn't complain anything was better than the darkness she was met with.
"You know what...I don't care! You're alive!" Elena announced quickly with a hit of a chuckle. Her reason for living was here. There was no need to fight with her humanity, all problems had easily dissipated the moment Eliza took her first breath.
The young woman was quick between the arms of her mother and her mysterious father. The moment was picture perfect, except for the coffin that still held her. They had finally been reunited and this time they were all together without a time limit, or they hoped anyway. Klaus still had to be dealt with but for the moment he could wait, because a family they could withstand his next plan of attack.
~Faint~
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
~Faint~
Ever since Elena had visited her, Davina couldn't help but look at the device that she had created years ago. It had been sitting in a box collecting dust. It had once been her hope when she had none. Her anger and rage towards Klaus Mikaelson still ever present to this day, but she couldn't do anything to keep him in line.
He sired Marcel and many others, if she killed Klaus then she would lose all the people that she loved. She wanted to find a way to kill Klaus and save her friends. The hybrid was a menace and needed to be contained. When Elijah was ruling New Orleans their was peace and Davina lived with it because he kept his brother subdued, but since the curse Klaus has desired more power. He's fuelled purely by vengeance, which made the ruling of New Orleans suffer.
No one was safe in the city, not when Klaus Mikaelson made it so difficult for everyone. He wanted power over everything, even Davina. He always had vampires watching the witches, becoming filled with paranoia that they were trying to curse him like his brother and when the wolves tried to journey into the French Quarter, he tried to over throw the present Alpha.
He had caused more problems than he had solved and even the vampires didn't know where they stood. There was no loyalty. It was fear that lead them to doing whatever he asked. Either he took their free will or he killed them, their was no choice. Vampires who once roamed free were now the minions of Klaus Mikaelson. They once had a King they shared loyalty with, but no more. They were just pawns in the hybrids own game of chess. He was looking at the board and awaiting the pieces to fall at his feet when he announced check mate.
~Faint~
I am a little bit insecure a little unconfident
'Cause you don't understand I do what I can but sometimes I don't make sense
I am what you never wanna say but I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do I can't convince you for once just to hear me out
So I let go watching you turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I've got
~Faint~
Davina's House - Just after Klaus kills Eliza
The missing piece, the one thing that Davina needed had landed on her doorstep and finally she could bring back Elijah. Elena had returned to New Orleans and asked for her help, she would help. The witch would help bring back Elijah, because he was the reasonable brother. She liked Kol, but with his immortality they could never be anything more than friends and Rebekah held many faces that she couldn't understand. She only despised Klaus Mikaelson and for that reason she had to do one more thing.
It was while Davina was putting together another spell that she noticed a slight breeze flowing through her sitting room. The windows were closed and no one else was in the house, yet her hair still blew around with the wind.
The wind only grew stronger and if she really listened, she could almost hear the chanting of a spell. She watched in shock as the bowl that she'd used for Elena's spell suddenly started smoking. The contents of the bowl was completing itself and Davina could only watched in awe as the bowl erupted in flames as the evidence burnt itself away. The whistling of wind slowly died away and her house was left in silence.
Davina glanced over her shoulder as the bowl was left smoking, without another glance she walked away and continued on working on her spell. It wouldn't be long until she could complete her goal.
~Faint~
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
~Faint~
The small family had slowly made their way out of the basement and headed towards the courtyard. They didn't need to remind themselves of all that had happened in the last few hours. Eliza had returned and that seemed to have shocked everyone that had seen her walk past, when only an hour ago did she fall to the floor, drained.
They had a lot of explaining to do and yet at the same time they couldn't, not even if they tried. They had no logical explanation for why the young woman was still present with them, all they could deduce was the Carson Coven somehow contacted the spirit witches to intervene, but that would be against the balance. It would be like playing god. Picking and choosing who they wanted to live and who didn't.
If they were really being honest they didn't really care how she was alive, what mattered was that she was still breathing. Nothing could have prepared them for such an event and it was only the presence of Eliza that held Elena in her place when Klaus had made yet another appearance.
It seems that when you want a camera for a perfect moment, you never have one. That was precisely what Elena wanted in the moments that she watched Klaus take in Eliza. He had drained her dry, carelessly threw her body to the floor and counted the minutes that her body lay cold and by some miracle she was standing yet again and not as a vampire.
Though it did seem quite funny, because he shouldn't seem so shocked. His own mother had returned from death, why couldn't Eliza. But his mother was a powerful witch and Eliza he was sure didn't even practice any form of magic, she was all human except for the witch blood that ran through her veins.
"The work of witches! Of course...I should have known that no one seems to stay dead when you want them too. So what was it...a protection spell? An elixir of life...fountain of immortality." Klaus chuckled at his own joke, but Elena could see it in his eyes, fear.
The powerful hybrid was showing fear. He could lose everything because of one woman, well actually two. Elena was his sister, his family and he had almost taken her life and he had in fact taken Eliza's. How was he to know that Elijah held such affection for the girl. He was supposed to be dead in a coffin, not hovering in the ghostly plane following around his wife.
Before anyone could answer him, they were interrupted.
~Faint~
Now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
~Faint~
The compound doors swung open with force and everyone looked towards the commotion. Stood in the doorway was Davina Claire in all her glory, she had a smug smile on her face, something that hadn't happened for a long time. She held her head high and walked within the four walls of Vampire central. She was the embodiment of strength and confidence and she showed it well.
Nobody made a move as the witch made her way further into the compound, her focus was solely on the hybrid. He was why she was here. She had successfully completed the spell and this was her moment, she could finally give him a pain that he had never felt before. Klaus Mikaelson would finally know weakness.
~Faint~
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
~Faint~
"Davina, to what do I owe the pleasure! Come here to fawn over my noble brother" The hint of jealous was noticeable and clear indicators that Klaus had thought of another plan. Now that Elijah was back the kingdom would be claimed once again by the 'good brother'.
Klaus had caused wars and rivalry between the supernatural and New Orleans seemed to be collateral damage. His city was currently in ruins because of his actions and no one could stand up to him, after all he couldn't be killed. His siblings could be neutralized by the daggers dipped in White Oak Ash, yet he was not affected due to his werewolf side.
In Elijah's absence Kol had been daggered for a decade. Klaus thought that his brother was conspiring with witches. Afraid that after so many years desiccating, his brother had finally had enough and for once the promise of always and forever would mean nothing. His own paranoia and fear lead to Kol slumbering in a coffin beside his elder brother while Klaus reined terror on the city they all once loved.
Rebekah had also not been so lucky, she was caught trying to release Kol. She loved her brothers, she really did. But there comes a time where she didn't want to feed Klaus' power hungry addiction anymore. They weren't a family without Elijah. He kept them all in line and looked out for them. Klaus claimed such things, but really it only mattered if he had the daggers, because whenever his siblings got out of line or didn't follow his diabolical plans, they ended up with a dagger in their hearts. That wasn't a way to live.
"Welcome back Elijah. And no I came for a completely different reason." Without saying anything else Davina revealed the precious weapon. It had an intricate pattern on the handle and it was simple a dagger that looked ordinary, but very deadly.
Silver had no effect, but what if the dagger was made from another metal...
~Faint~
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
~Faint~
"And just what do you think you're going to do with that love?" Klaus was worried. If anyone listened carefully, you could hear the slight tick in his heart as he first saw the dagger. After the initial scare tactic had passed, he was able to process everything.
"Oh this...well seeing as I can't kill you, I thought I could take a page out of your book and create a dagger that works specifically on the Original hybrid." Her voice was calm and light, but the tension in the room didn't dissipate.
"Ha! Witches have tried and failed and yet you claim to have a dagger that can kill me. I AM IMMORTAL! Nothing can kill me, especially not...that" Klaus pointed to the ordinary looking dagger.
Klaus couldn't believe it. Davina Claire, the once sixteen year old witch, who didn't know anything about control was claiming to hold his fate in her hands. He would laugh at the situation if he hadn't of recognised the defiant look in her eyes. He was hated that much, that this witch had taken decades to plot his demise. Well he couldn't have that.
He didn't wait any longer. He needed that dagger. He didn't want anyone to test it, just in case it did work and he definitely wasn't willing to test their loyalty.
Using vampire speed he headed straight for Davina, but he was thrown back. Grunting in pain as his back repaired itself from the impact with the wall, he looked up and found his noble brother. He wasn't surprised, it would mean he hadn't expected it. But after his revival, Elijah had been all about Elena and the witch. What he didn't expect was to get attacked again by someone else.
~Faint~
I can't feel
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
~Faint~
A charged being with vampire speed knocked Klaus back into the wall. It was a struggle between them as they were of the same strength, well almost. But it wasn't until Klaus cried out as his younger brother bit him viciously in the neck. What ever hallucination was playing out before him, was filled with anger and it was now all focused on Klaus.
Klaus regained his composure and pried away his brothers death grip, he kicked him with force to allow his freedom. His bite had already healed and looking at his disheveled brother, Kol was healed too. The cure had taken affect and the werewolf bite had disappeared from his neck. He got bitten because he wanted to protect Elena, protect his family. He'd had enough.
Kol's vampire face was showing, he couldn't conceal his feelings any longer. He wanted his brother to pay. Wasn't it enough that his family was altogether now. Instead Klaus had to take pieces of it away. Clearly family didn't mean much. No always and forever. No family above all. At least not in Klaus' eyes.
"Kol…brother" Klaus tried to ignore the rage in his brothers eyes. Backing away slowly, but making it seem like a predator stalking his prey. Even if Klaus felt anything but.
"Nik, brother!" The venom in his voice spoke volumes. His momentary hatred for his brother was obvious. They always fought, but as a family they stood together. But here and now, Kol Mikaelson hated him.
"I see you've recovered, no doubt the snack against my neck helped with that." Hiding behind his words, all Klaus knew was how to deflect and how to enact revenge on everyone. But it looked like his family was banding together to stand against him. What would happen next?
"Well you graciously took a bite from my neck, with werewolf venom attached" Kol used his quick wit and charm, but it didn't hide how he felt.
Davina watched on in amusement as the Original Hybrid was getting what he deserved. She had yet to use the dagger in her hand, it seemed that no one was opposed to her next plan. She would embed the weapon in his chest and it would all be over. She could move on and actually live her life.
Before she even realised what was happening a flash of movement caught her eye and the dagger that was once held in her hand was now missing.
Klaus didn't even see it coming. He had straightened himself up, ready to take on his siblings and his army if he had to. But it was all a fantasy now as he took his last breath. The blood in his body blackening as the curse of the dagger took place. Greying skin and black lines were left. It was painful. He had to wonder if this is the pain that his siblings felt every time he plunged a dagger in their hearts. A thousand years had passed and now they had the means to take him from this world, like he had them. Payback was a bitch.
As he looked in the eyes of the culprit, he could only hope that they'd never remove the dagger, for he would kill them.
They were finally free