Rose.
There were only two things in the entire world Rose-Marie feared: One was losing Trevor, the other was Elijah, an Original that Trevor had betrayed.
It's been over five hundred years of running before everything is finally coming to an end. She and Trevor had a bargaining chip no one would suspect. They wouldn't dare offer it to Klaus knowing he would just kill them both regardless, Elijah was the more reasonable Original. The one with morals.
Rose breathed in sharply as she heard the car approaching. Their freedom approaching.
She stood, easily bypassing the rays of sunshine that shone through the gaps of black paint they had splattered all over the windows of the abandoned house. They had planned for months on end and now it was finally executed, they had their freedom in the palm of their hands.
"Trevor…" Rose trailed off as Trevor walked through the door, not with the Petrova doppelgänger like she was expecting, but with a completely different girl. "What in the hell is this?"
Trevor sighed rolling his eyes like he did whenever he thought she overreacted. "The man we compelled said she tried to stop him. He knocked her out and didn't know what to do with her, so he took her too."
"The doppelgänger." Rose stressed. They hadn't done all of this only to come up empty handed, had they?
"Don't worry, Rosie." Trevor hushed, affectionately calling her by the nickname she detested. "She's still in the car, I'll go get her now."
Rose sighed in relief her shoulders relaxing. One glance at the unnamed girl however had her tense all over again. Her hand shot out grasping Trevor's arm before he could leave to get the Petrova doppelgänger. He turned to her annoyed expecting a lecture about keeping the unknown girl when he noticed the look on Rose's face.
"What is it, Rosie?" Trevor asked quietly. The air was tense which had Trevor stiff with worry. Elijah hadn't come earlier than they expected had he?
"The girl." Rose whispered back just as quietly. "Look at her hand. Look at what she's holding."
Trevor, with confusion shining in his eyes turned to face the girl he just placed on the sofa. In her right hand she grasped something tightly which he hadn't noticed before. Even in her unconscious state her knuckles were stretched white with how tightly she was holding whatever it was in her hand. Trevor walked closer to get a better look.
The dark smooth wood of the wand had him quickly stepping back. There was only one time both he and Rose had come across a wand-wielder. It was after they had betrayed Elijah and was on the run. They were hungry and saw a man foolishly walking alone at night. They went to attack when he had turned around brandishing what they later learnt to be was a wand.
The pain they felt that night was immeasurable.
It was worse than what they could ever imagine any of the Originals would do to them if they ever got their hands on them. It was torture. It was red hot knives and twisting bones and tearing flesh. It was one word. It was crucio.
"What have you done, Trevor?" Rose whimpered turning to him with unshed tears.
"I – I didn't know, I swear." Trevor stuttered shaking his head.
Rose looked at him seeing the truth in his eyes. She turned back around to face the girl and walked forward. When she was close enough Rose reached down with shaking hands and pried the wand out of the girl's hand.
"She can't do magic if she doesn't have her wand." Rose said as she stepped back until she was beside Trevor. "Get the Petrova girl before she wakes up."
Trevor nodded silently as he turned to get the doppelgänger. Rose looked down at the wand in her hand before placing it in her jacket. She couldn't believe Trevor would allow a wand-wielder to end up with them. They only had use for the Petrova girl, perhaps they could give her to Elijah as a snack or something. Anything to get them pardoned.
And anything to get rid of the wand-wielder.
The pulsing in Leya's head grew as she slowly started to wake up. She let out the tiniest of groans as she lifted her hand (which felt like it weight a hundred tons) to the side of her head. When she pulled it back it was covered in her blood.
"What do you want?" Leya heard a whisper beside her.
Leya struggled to heave herself up into a sitting position but she managed. Elena was beside her as a man was untying the ropes wrapped around her wrists. He hushed her instantly.
"Please, I'm hurt." Elena whimpered as she pleaded.
"I know. Just a taste." The man said as hunger took hold of him.
His face started to turn showing all the signs that he's a vampire. Elena started to scream in terror as he leaned in closer to her.
"Hey!" Leya protested weakly as she stumbled forward both hands out to push him away.
"Trevor!" A feminine voice snapped. Both Elena and Leya looked up to see a woman with short hair walking to them. "Control yourself."
"Buzz kill." The man now known as Trevor muttered rolling his eyes as he stood and left the room.
"What do you want with us?" Elena asked as she stood from the couch.
"My God, you look just like her…" Rose examined every inch of Elena's face. It was exactly the same: every hair, every freckle, and every cell she was sure. And if it weren't for the look in her eyes Rose could've sworn that it was Katerina Petrova standing before her not Elena Gilbert. Rose allowed herself to glance quickly to the witch. She was watching her, just watching, and it unnerved Rose more than anything.
"But I'm not. Please, whatever you-"
"Be quiet!" Rose snapped at the doppelgänger as she realized whom she looked like.
"But I'm not Katherine. My name is Elena Gilbert; you don't have to do this." Elena pleaded stepping forward with her arms out in surrender.
"I know who you are, I said be quiet."
"What do you want?" Elena persisted frustrated that she wasn't getting any answers.
Roses hand struck faster than any of them could see. And Elena was left lying down next Leya who comforted her while her hand rested on her red hot cheek. The spot where Rose had backhanded Elena was white; numb with pain but slowly little prickles of feeling was coming back judging by the redness slowly appearing. Elena however was unconscious with force of the hit.
"I want you to be quiet."
Jeremy lazily gazed around the hall ways of school as he headed towards his first class. Biology. It was pain, he hated the lesson more than anything in fact Jeremy hated school overall. There was once a time when he did like school, and he loved showing his parents his grades which were just as good as Elena's.
But things changed.
And they died.
Now Jeremy loathed school more than anything. But he still went because he knew you can get anywhere in life without at least a high school diploma. Plus it also eased his sister and aunt off his back.
Jeremy straightened when he caught sight of Stefan. His sisters' empty bed and the lie he made about where she was to their aunt came to mind.
"Hey, Jeremy." Stefan greeted when Jeremy caught up to him.
"Look, Elena's got to let me know if I'm supposed to cover for her." Jeremy got straight to the point. "Jenna's cool with the two of you but you guys are pushing it."
"What are you talking about?" Stefan turned to him confused by where the conversation was heading.
"You and Elena. Look, I'm glad you guys are back together but if she's gonna sleep over…" Jeremy trailed off the meaning clear in his tone. Of course he knew they weren't just sleeping but the last word he wanted to use in the same sentence as his sister was sex.
"Wait, wait… hold on a minute. We're not back together." Stefan informed Jeremy. He was surprised Jeremy hadn't known by now since he knew that Elena told him everything now that the whole vampire secret was out of the bag.
"She didn't stay at your place last night?" Jeremy asked again just to be sure.
"No, I mean I saw her at the party but that was it. She didn't sleep over." Stefan confirmed.
Jeremy's confusion was now mixed with worry and a little fear. Elena wouldn't just go somewhere without telling anyone. "Her bed hadn't been slept in and Mrs. Lockwood called and said that her car was still in the driveway. If she wasn't with you then where is she?"
Leya's hands clenched tightly as she huffed silently. She had taken her heels off in order to be quiet as she searched the meager furniture that was in the room. She had searched every single nook and cranny, every spot that could be used as a hiding place.
But it wasn't there.
It was gone. Her wand was gone.
Fury filled her as she thought of the two vampires that might've taken it. Their accents which were like hers obviously meant that they were from England. That could also mean that they could've had a run in with witches or wizards of her kind and had taken her wand away as a precaution.
Leya glanced down to where Elena was lying on the couch. She groaned slowly waking up. Leya rushed to her covering her mouth with her hand. She pressed a single finger to her lips ordering Elena to be quiet.
Elena nodded her head in understanding. As she sat up she heard voices coming from above them where the stairs led off to other rooms. She stood up ignoring Leya who mouthed angrily at her: what are you doing?
Rolling her eyes Leya had no choice but to follow Elena up the stairs to where their captures were.
"How's the girl?" Rose asked looking at the direction where she knew the witch was.
"Still passed out." Trevor replied stuffing his hands into his pockets. "The other one is looking after her."
"You didn't touch either of them, did you?" Rose asked as a precaution.
"Give me some credit." Trevor scoffed turning serious. "So, you called him?"
"No, I called one of his contacts. You know how this works." Rose replied agitated at Trevor's incessant questioning. She wanted to be free just as much as he did.
"Did you or did you not get the message to Elijah?" Trevor asked looking for a specific answer.
"They say he got it." Rose ran a hand through her short hair.
"Wonderful now what?"
Elena crept on the edge of the wall much too close to the opening of the doorway leading to their captures. Leya gripped her arm moving Elena to the left slightly at the sight of a loose floorboard.
"So that's it, Trevor. He either got it or he didn't." Rose borderline exploded. "We just have to wait."
"It's not too late. We can leave them here." Trevor's true feelings came out to play. "We don't have to go through with this."
"I'm sick of running!" Rose screamed barely holding on to the little control she had left.
"Yeah? Well running keeps us from dying." Trevor countered not at all perturbed by Rose's explosion.
"Elijah's old school. If he accepts our deal, we're free." Rose reasoned. Trevor had to see that they got the plan right this time. They would be free to do as they please in a moment's time.
Elena inched forward shaking Leya's hand off her arm. She needed to be closer in order to hear more. A wrong step made another loose floorboard squeak.
"You two!" Rose snapped at them. "There's nothing around here for miles. If you think you're getting out of this house, you're tragically wrong. Understand?"
"Who's Elijah?" Elena questioned in faux courage.
"He's your worst nightmare."
"So how does this work?" Jeremy asked as Bonnie placed a candle in the corner of the map to hold it down.
"I'll use your blood to draw energy for the tracking spell. You're blood related; it'll make the connection stronger." Bonnie explained taking a deep breath.
The door opened making them both jump thinking it might be another student. The last thing they needed was someone asking questions about why they were in an empty classroom with a map, candle and a knife.
Thankfully it was only Stefan.
"Alright, Alaric said we've got to clear out of here within 10 minutes. I've got weapons, he stocked me up."
Bonnie nodded her head and turned to Jeremy. "You ready?"
Jeremy nodded his head and handed his hand over to her. Bonnie gently took hold of his and raised the knife to the palm of his hand. She pressed deeply dragging it across his skin, holding his hand tighter when his instincts told him to pull his hand away.
Jeremy moved his hand until it hovered over the center of the map. His bright red blood dripped down onto the map, when Bonnie took a step forward Jeremy retracted his hand wrapping it up in the cloth Stefan handed him.
As Bonnie started to chant under her breath the drops of blood moved until they were one. From there it seemed to take a mind of its own as it started to move along the map.
"There. She's there." Bonnie said convinced as she stopped chanting and the blood stopped moving.
"That's 300 miles away!" Jeremy exclaimed shocked that anyone would take her that far overnight.
"No, Bonnie, we need a more exact location than that." Stefan said leaning over the map as he noticed that it wasn't specifically pinpointed in one area but had a radius of at least 10 miles.
"That's as close as I can get." Bonnie replied grudgingly as she started feel slightly unsteady.
"We can map it, aerial view will show us what's around there, help us narrow down the area." Jeremy suggested taking his phone out gently with his cut up hand. Why did he hand Bonnie dominant hand?
"Perfect." Stefan commented eyes bright at the thought of having Elena back even though she won't be with him at least she'll be safe. "Call me with whatever you find."
"No, no, I'm coming with you!" Jeremy said stopping Stefan from leaving.
"No, Jeremy, you're not." Stefan said forcefully looking at him in hope that he realizes Elena would be devastated should anything happen to him.
"No." Jeremy said heatedly. "I'm not just gonna sit here. What if she's hurt okay?"
Bonnie looked between the two boys sharing irate glares. She lifted her hand up almost unconsciously as something wet dripped from her nose. When she pulled her hand back down she gasped silently at the blood coating her fingers almost innocently. She turned her head away furiously wiping all the blood away hoping that neither of the boys saw.
"What if it's worse? What if she's…?" Jeremy couldn't finish the question but the implication was all too clear. What if she's – dead?
"She's not." Stefan immediately countered. They couldn't think like that. "You two go back to your house just in case. I'll call you the minute I find her."
"Well, you can't do this alone." Jeremy argued weakly in a last attempt to go with him.
"He's not." Damon said from the doorway of the classroom. He nudged his head in haste. "Let's go."
"You're coming with me?" Stefan asked surprised.
"It's Elena."
"Alaric sure likes his weapons." Damon said disdainfully as he gazed at the glass bottle type in Stefan's hands. "What the hell is that?"
"I don't know." Stefan turned the contraption over in his hands. "I think it's a vervain bomb or grenade launcher or something like that."
"Weird." Damon muttered squinting his eyes as the sun assaulted them while he drove. "So do you know why you couldn't get hold of Leya?"
Stefan frowned at the subject. "Trust me I've called her about a million times and stopped by her house before we left. She wasn't there."
Damon furrowed his eyebrows worriedly at Stefan's response. He absentmindedly answered Stefan's question of how much further they had left. "We have 80 miles left."
"Who do you think took her?"
"Someone from Katherine's past." Damon said conclusive as the shouting of Elena being in danger echoed through his head from last night. "She said she was running from someone. They got the wrong girl."
"Thank you for helping me." Stefan said looking at Damon while Damon tried his best to avoid Stefan's gaze.
"Can we not do the whole road trip bonding thing? The cliché of it all makes me itch." Damon feigned scratching his side to prove his point.
"Oh, come on, Damon. We both know that you being in this car has absolutely nothing to do with me anyway." Stefan finally addressed the topic they skirted around for months now.
"The elephant in the room lets out a mighty roar."
Stefan rolled his eyes. "It doesn't have to be an elephant. Let's talk about it."
"There's nothing to talk about." Damon said his shoulders tense.
"That's not true. I'm sure there is. Just get it out. I mean, are you in this car because you want to help your little brother save the girl that he loves? Or is it because you love her too? Hmm? I mean come on, express yourself. I happen to like road tripping."
In the honest truth between those two answers the reason Damon got in the car was because he wanted to help his little brother save the girl he loves. Yeah, sure once upon a time his little infatuation with Elena had grown into something more. But that night when he thought he was kissing Elena there had been absolutely nothing for him.
No sparks, no fireworks, nothing; as lame and hormonal as it sounded the prospect of kissing Elena and being with her only made him feel disappointed. Disappointed in himself for falling for the girl that looks like the woman who ripped his heart out and shredded it to pieces. He didn't want to go back to 1864 all over again. He didn't want to share another girl with his brother.
"Keep it up, Stefan. I can step out of helping as easily as I stepped in." Damon replied after a pause smirking, knowing that even though he didn't show it the idea of not knowing if Damon liked his girlfriend was infatuating.
"No, you see that's the beauty of it. You can't." Stefan said smug that he had Damon's help yet fury was burning inside him as a picture of Damon and Elena together appeared in his mind.
"Why am I here?" Elena asked. Again.
Leya couldn't help but roll her eyes as silence was her answer. Elena had been asking the same question for over five minutes now to their female captor Rose.
"You keep asking me these questions like I'm gonna answer them." Rose finally said after Elena huffed quietly.
"Why won't you?" Elena breathlessly rushed surprised that she had actually gotten an answer.
"There's another one."
"You got me – us, ok? It's not like we can go anywhere." Elena threw her arms around her in frustration. "The least you can do is tell us what you want with me – us."
Leya raised an eyebrow at the times Elena had mistakenly said 'me'. She was stuck here too. Not to mention wandless, and she'd be damned before leaving without her wand.
"I personally want nothing; I'm just a delivery service." Rose replied tossing a couple of books out of the way as she moved a piece of plywood to cover another window.
"Delivery to whom?" Leya asked interested. "Elijah?"
"Two points to the eavesdropper." Rose muttered and Leya squinted her eyes as Rose obviously refused to look her way.
"Who is he? Is he a vampire?" Elena worriedly wrung her hands together; she was tired of meeting new vampires today.
"He's one of the vampires. An Original."
"What do you mean an Original?"
"Again with the questions!" Rose exclaimed mockingly. "Haven't the Salvatore's been teaching you your vampire history?"
"You know Stefan and Damon?" Leya asked curiously walking forward.
Rose took a step back and looked at the floor rather than her. "I know of them. A hundred years back, a friend of mine tried to set me up with Stefan. She said he was one of the good ones. I'm more of a sucker for the bad boys though but I digress."
"Who're the Originals?" Elena asked again seeing Rose actually answer one of their questions.
Rose rolled her eyes at the doppelgänger. "Trevor and I have been running for 500 years. We're tired, we want it over so we're using you to negotiate ourselves out of an old mess."
"But why me?" Elena asked passionately. She needed to know the answer.
"Because you're the Petrova doppelgänger. You're the key to breaking the curse."
"The curse?" Leya asked surprised. "The sun and the moon curse?"
"You know you're history." Rose confirmed finally looking at Leya, but not for long.
Leya's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she shifted her weight onto the other leg. What Leya didn't understand was there was no such thing as the sun and moon curse.
She had searched every book and text she had brought with her when Stefan told her about it but there was nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
And yet. The vampire that stood before them was so ready to believe it. As was Mason before he had died. But if such a curse did exist it would be recorded in Magical History, even the werewolves of her kind would search into it but they weren't interested.
Which begged the question: Where did this curse come from?
"What do you mean I'm the key?" Elena spoke making Leya look up in interest. Another mystery to add to the 'curse'. "The moonstone is what breaks the curse."
"No, the moonstone is what binds the curse." Rose corrected. "The sacrifice is what breaks it."
"The sacrifice?" Elena breathed in skepticism.
"The blood of the doppelgänger." Rose announced almost nonchalantly. "You're the doppelgänger. Which means, in order to break the curse you're the one who has to die."
Leya sighed as she stared at the ceiling of the room; she was irritated beyond belief by Elena's incessant questioning of her sacrifice. Not even she had asked this many questions when she found out about the prophecy, it was either she killed Voldemort or he killed her. She understood that and in the end she made a sacrifice to kill the part of him that lived within her.
She knew what she had to do. Elena however couldn't grasp the concept of sacrifice.
"Tell me more." Elena demanded. Again.
Rose who seemed to be more irritated than Leya sighed and kept her mouth shut.
"Captivity has made her pushy, eh?" Trevor walked into the room leisurely. The sight of Leya however made him falter in his step. "What do you want to know, doppelicious?"
Leya cringed at the nickname and Elena flinched back. "Who were you running from?"
"The Originals."
"Yeah, she said that." Elena confirmed through gritted teeth. Why couldn't they give her a straight answer? "What does that mean?"
"The first family, the old world." Trevor drawled. "Rose and I pissed them off."
Rose cleared her throat shooting Trevor and venomous look. "Correction, I pissed them off. Rose had my back and for over half a millennium, they wanted us dead."
"What did you do?"
Both Rose and Trevor snapped their heads in the direction of Leya who had asked the question. They shared a cautious look and Rose pressed her arm against her jacket feeling the witch's wand still there.
"He made the same mistake countless others did: he trusted Katerina Petrova."
"Katherine." Elena breathed in realization of the name.
"The one and only, the first Petrova doppelgänger." Rose nodded her head as Trevor walked closer to her. They were stronger together.
"I helped her escape her fate and now I've – sorry – we've paid the price. We've been marked ever since." Trevor explained a faraway look in his eyes.
"Which is why we're not gonna make the same mistake again." Rose said fiercely shooting Trevor a look in warning like she expected him to let the second Petrova doppelgänger escape.
Trevor shot her a look back. As if he would do that again. He's learned his lesson the first time around.
"We're getting close." Stefan said looking up from his phone. "Jeremy said there's an access road just past mile marker 6."
Damon nodded his head and reached into the backseat to pull a blood bag out of the cooler. He bit it open and drank deeply from it, he noticed Stefan's quick glance in his direction.
"If you want some, just ask."
Stefan cleared his throat and nodded. "I want some."
"Aw that's sweet." Damon chuckled finishing the blood bag and throwing it in the back seat, empty. "You're gonna be all big and strong and save your girl but don't worry, I've got your back. It'll be fine."
"I'm not joking. I've been drinking a little every day. I'm slowly increasing my intake and building up my strength." Stefan informed him only slightly irritated.
Damon reaches back and grabs another blood bag to toss to Stefan. "Does Elena know you're drinking blood?"
"I've been drinking hers." Stefan doesn't look at him, instead he barely refrains from ripping the bag open and downing all the blood inside.
"Hmm, how romantic." The sarcasm in Damon's voice was clear. "Since we're road trip bonding, remember the days when all you lived for was blood? You were the guy who ripped someone apart just for the fun of it."
Stefan grimaced as memories of black outs and blood and girls came back. "You mean when I was more like you?"
"Yes, Stefan, exactly. Back when you put blood into me so I could be a big bad vampire. I wonder if Elena would be so quick to open her veins to that guy. By the way, what happened to that guy? He was a hoot."
"I guess he found something to live for." The first night he and Elena kissed came to mind and Stefan couldn't help but smile. He still loved her, and he always will whether she wanted him or not.
Leya took a deep breath, in and out. She was calm, well as calm as she could be with Elena pacing right in front of her but desperate times called for desperate measures.
The Original they were talking about should be arriving soon and she would not be leaving without her wand.
Leya breathed in again relaxing her shoulders. She knew how to find her wand; she just had to relax first. Leya breathed in once more and lost herself in her mind. She was as relaxed as a sloth as she stretched her magical core in order to find her wand.
She could feel it. It was somewhere in the house close by but she couldn't tell exactly where it was. She could feel her wand calling out to her, her wand was an extension of her and channeled her magic without it there was only wandless magic which was much harder to do for the average witch or wizard.
She was close, another second and she would have its exact location.
"Leya." A rough shove broke her concentration and Leya snapped her eyes open glaring maliciously at Elena.
"What?"Leya growled barely holding back the need to punch her in the face.
"Look at what I found." Elena mouthed holding up a piece of paper that wasn't there before.
Stefan and Damon are coming for you – B
"He's here! This was a mistake." Trevor announced as he walked in with Rose in tow.
Elena crumbled up the paper and stuffed it way from their view.
"No, I told you I would get us out of this. You have to trust me." Rose soothed pacing her hands on Trevor's shoulders.
"No!" Trevor shook her off. "He wants me dead, Rose!"
"He wants her more." Rose replied powerfully. She was confident in the fact that Elijah would pardon them in favor of the Petrova girl.
"I can't do this." Trevor shook his head as he paced wringing his hands together. All the ways he could die kept flashing in his head. "You give her to him, he'll have mercy on you but I need to get out of here."
"Hey! What are we?" Rose stopped him a familiar look in her eyes. Love, she loved Trevor like no other.
"We're family, forever." Trevor repeated like he always did when they found themselves in a tiff.
"Exactly." Rose smiled.
"You're scared." Elena spoke breaking their moment as a knock resounded through the abandoned house.
"Stay here with her and don't make a sound." Rose told him shooting a quick glare at Elena and ignoring Leya completely. She however didn't miss the look the witch gave her, which made her more nervous than meeting Elijah.
Rose leaves walking up the stairs out of the ballroom and to the main entrance. She pauses and her breath hitches for a fraction of a second when she sees Elijah already standing in the entrance gazing up at her from down below.
"Rose-Marie." He says, using her full name which hadn't been used in centuries unless yelled angrily at her from Trevor. "Is there somewhere we can talk?"
"Yes, in here. You have to forgive the house." Rose apologizes as she speeds down the stairs and into a room to the right.
"Oh, no, what's a little dirt?" Elijah acts like he's lived in worse but somehow Rose can't believe it. "I completely understand. So tell me, what is it that gives you the courage to call me?"
"I wanted my freedom. I'm tired of running. You are in a position to grant me that." Rose stated without frivolity and unnecessary flattery.
"I have complete authority to grant pardon to you and your little pet. What is his name these days? Trevor. If I so see fit." Elijah practically spits Trevor's name, Rose leans back fear building in her.
"Katerina Petrova."
One single name and she had Elijah's full attention.
"She didn't burn in the church in 1864." Rose says as she tried to gauge his reaction.
"Continue."
"She survived."
"And where is she?" Elijah asks but it seems almost out of necessity.
"You don't seem surprised by this." Rose carefully says and the look in Elijah's eyes tells her she's treading on thin water.
"Oh, when you called and invited me into this armpit of civilizations, which is a mere 3 hours from the town we know as Mystic Falls, I surmise it had everything to do with Katerina. Do you have her in your possession?" Elijah finally asked the question he came here to ask.
"No." Rose flinches back at the look Elijah shot her for not having the female vampire that deceived them all. "But I have better. I have her doppelgänger."
"That's impossible. Her family line ended with her. I know that for a fact." Elijah skeptically explained.
"The facts are wrong."
"Then show her to me." Elijah held out his hands, the confidence that Rose had in the new doppelgänger interested him.
"Elijah, you are a man of honor, you should be trusted but I want to hear you say it again."
Elijah quirked an eyebrow ever so slightly and chose his words carefully. "You have my word that I will pardon you."
Rose smiled and turned never noticing how he kept Trevor out of his promise.
Both girls turned to the sound of footsteps stopping at the top of the stairs to the main entrance. Elijah as formidable and scary as he sounds wasn't in fact that scary. Not to Leya at least, then again she dealt with Voldemort in his worst form, almost snake like.
Elena, however, looked terrified to her core.
Elena jumps as Elijah appeared in front of her faster than she had ever seen. Faster than both Damon and Stefan combined.
He leaned in and for a moment Elena swears he was about to kiss her but his head veers to her left and lowers to her neck. That makes her more nervous. She hears his take of breath and stills as he moves back.
"Human." He says so softly she thought she imagined it. "How interesting. Hello there."
Leya watching the whole thing noticed how Elijah never once showed much emotion. But the look in his eyes let her know that he knew much more than he was letting on. He glanced to her but passed her off as nothing.
"We have a long journey ahead of us. We should be going." Elijah stated grasping Elena by the arm. "The girl?"
His question was directed at Leya. Rose answered rushed happy to get the witch as far away from them as possible. "She's a gift, a snack along the way if you want."
Leya glared at all of them much to Elijah's amusement. "One last piece of business and we're done."
Elijah regretfully lets go of Elena and walks to Trevor.
"I've waited so long for this day, Elijah. I'm truly, very sorry." Trevor apologize a slight tremble in his voice as he bowed his head in respect.
"Oh, no your apologies not necessary."
Trevor and Rose looked at Elijah in surprise. "Yes, yes it is. You trusted me with Katerina and I failed you."
"Oh yes, you are the guilty one and Rose aided you because she was loyal to you and that I honor." Elijah's oak brown eyes grew steely as he regarded Trevor with a calculating look. "Where was your loyalty?"
"I beg your forgiveness." Trevor whimpered bowing at the waist as he used to in the old days. He didn't have an answer for Elijah's question because Trevor had no loyalty, at least not in the beginning. His loyalty laid with Rose now and it will always remain that way.
"So granted."
Trevor's breath was stolen away as he stood up straight a smile gracing his face in his last moments.
Roses' scream cut through the air like a knife. Elena jumped covering her mouth as she looked away and Leya stepped back in surprise.
Trevor's body had collapsed onto the ground with his head meters away from his body. Elijah had knocked it off cleanly with one hit.
"Don't, Rose. Now that you are free." Elijah advised as she saw Rose step towards him revenge written in her eyes. Elijah looked at the Petrova doppelgänger and the other girl. "Come."
"No." Elena shook her head horrified at what she had just witnessed. "What about the moonstone?"
"Elena." Leya hissed shooting the girl a look that clearly said don't dig yourself a deeper hole.
"What do you know about the moonstone?" Elijah questioned serious as he walked to her languidly.
"I know that you need it and I know where it is." Elena barely refrained her smile knowing she gave just enough information but so vague she could strike a deal.
"Yes?"
"I can help you get it." Elena said confident as she stared into Elijah's eyes.
"Tell me where it is." Elijah demanded not up for playing games. He already played enough games with Katerina to last him the rest of his life time, which was eternity.
"It doesn't work that way." Elena shook her head standing her ground.
"Are you negotiating with me?" Elijah's amused tone didn't go unnoticed by any of them. He turned his head to look at Rose who had to grip the railing of the stairs to hold herself up. She was devastated; she had essentially lost her only family.
"It's the first I've heard of it." Rose growled glaring hatefully at Elijah.
Elijah turned back to Elena who leaned back as he moved closer. His pupils dilated and retracted as he compelled her. When Elena didn't take on the absent gaze most if not everyone he compelled had he knew she had vervain on her. The only thing to prevent compulsion. He breathed in deeply, his nose burning at the smell of the all too familiar herb. "What is this vervain doing around your neck?"
Elijah raised his hand grasping a familiar necklace around her neck. He snapped it off tossing it aside as he grabbed the back of her neck painfully. "Tell me where the moonstone is."
A satisfied smile formed on his face as the compulsion worked. "In the tomb, underneath the church ruins."
"Elena, stop." Leya commanded walking forward. Elijah didn't even look at her as he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"What is it doing there?" Elijah asked curiously barely paying attention to the other girl fighting to get out of his grip.
"It's with Katherine."
"Interesting." Elijah mused as he let go of both girls.
Elena rubbed the back of her neck where Elijah held her. She froze just as everybody else did at the sound of glass breaking echoed through the house.
"What is that?" Elijah asked suspiciously.
"I don't know."
"Who else is in this house?" Elijah ferociously questioned staring Rose down.
"I don't know." Rose replied again clear confusion written on her face.
Elijah moves tightly gripping both girls in each of his hands as he pulls them up the stair and to the main room, Rose following them. When they enter the main room leading to the entrance to the house everything is silent.
Then someone moved past them at vampire speed.
"Rose." Elijah warns shoving the girls to her.
"I don't know who it is." Rose persisted, her grip on the girls not as tight as Elijah's.
"Up here." A call shouts making them turn to the stairs. Both Elena and Leya knew it was Stefan's voice.
"Down here." Damon's call came next.
Something shot into the air and Leya felt her feet leave the floor as everything blurred around her. When her sight refocused she was pressed against the wall, Damon standing in-between her and Rose had his hand pressed to their mouths.
"Excuse me. To whom it may concern, you're making a great mistake if you think that you can beat me." Elijah said loudly as he looked all around. "You can't. Do you hear that?" He grabbed the coat hanger and started to snap it in half making it sharper and deadlier looking than anyone would've ever thought. "I repeat, you cannot beat me. So I want the girl, I'm gonna count to 3 or heads will roll. Do we understand each other?"
Rose slouched in pain at the reference of Trevor's death. Damon slowly removed his hands away from their mouths.
"What are you doing here?" Damon mouthed to Leya.
"It's not like I had a choice." She mouthed back snappily.
Damon growled at her leaning back slightly to see what Elijah was up to. He looked at both girls sternly and quietly told them not to move as Stefan lunged at Elijah.
As soon as Damon let up Leya swung around and pinned Rose to the wall with her forearm against her neck.
"I know you know what I am." Leya whispered quietly as Rose's fear grew. "And you should know that I don't like my wand being taken away from me."
Leya slowly and deliberately moved her hand until it was in the inside of Rose's jacket. She grasped her wand and pulled it out holding it up against the vampires' neck. "When I let go I want you to leave."
Rose nodded her head in understanding. Leya backed up as everything went silent.
The fighting stopped.
Rose was gone, Elijah was dead and she could finally go back home and get out of the stupid dress.
A/N: Holy shizz guys 500 follows (or 499 but close enough)! Mind blown, blown away into the stratosphere! I can't thank you guys enough but I do have a question:
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