Chapter Seventeen

Elijah let out a painful gasp, like he usually did whenever the dagger was removed. His body felt unused and stiff, and even though he had been daggered dozens of times he still couldn't get used to it.

"Here, drink it will make you feel better."

Elijah took the blood bag from his baby sister, gratefully. Rebekah smiled at him, she seemed so happy which she wouldn't be if she hadn't gotten what she wanted. Elijah drank the last of the blood bag before he questioned her. "How long has it been?"

"Not long," she answered. "A little over a week-almost two weeks."

He answered tentavily. "And are you human?"

Rebekah hesitated.

Elijah squeezed her hand. "You can tell me, Bekah. I am not Niklaus I wouldn't judge you, I know this is what you want even if I don't improve. So are you human?"

She nodded a little more eagerly now. "Yes, we went to Vanaheim and got the cures."

Elijah raised an eyebrow. "Cures?"

"Yes, there were four. I got one, Katherine got one, and she and Loki have the other two. They are probably going to store them for safekeeping."

"So Katerina is alive?" the sentence left a bitter taste in his tongue. He couldn't help, but feel betrayed by the woman he once loved. "Is she planning to use the cure on, Niklaus?"

"No, she came before she left. She says she likes Klaus like this. She was the who freed you, and she removed the magic from the daggers so they won't work anymore. Nik can't threaten you again." She gave a shaky laugh as she handed him the letter that Katherine had left him. "She left this for you."

"I don't want it." He said coldly as he got out of his coffin and straightened his suit. He noticed that they were in the upstairs living room that they barely used. He fixed a fire, he was feeling chilly. Did Katherine really think she could justified everything she had done in a simple letter?

"Take it and don't be stubborn." Rebekah said firmly as she placed the letter in his hand. "We probably won't ever see her again, and she means well Elijah. Yeah, she did a lot of shitty things in the past, but she means well in her own way. She could have ditch me, but she didn't she let me have the cure, she could have force fed another one to Klaus, but she didn't. And her life has been pretty bad so I kind of guess why she's so bitchy and moody."

"That still doesn't forgive her actions, Rebekah. Two wrongs, don't make a right."

"I know, just read it, ok. You owe her that at least."

Elijah looked at his sister, she sounded so grow up. "I'm guessing Klaus isn't too happy about you being human."

"No," she shook her head. "But I'm tired of making him happy, it's my turn to be happy. I'm leaving tonight."

Elijah raised an eyebrow. "Where are you planning on going?"

Rebekah shrugged. "New York, maybe. I'm probably going to enroll into college in the fall, I'm probably going to need help since I don't have a high school diploma."

Elijah hugged his sister. "Anything you need, just call me, ok?"

When Rebekah left to pack, against his better judgment Elijah opened the letter.

Dear Elijah,

I wanted to apologize for everything, for turning your family into vampires, for not telling any of you my story of who I really was, but I couldn't risk it, it was too dangerous. I know that you don't believe me, and I don't blame you. I've hardly done anything trustworthy, but what I'm telling you right now in this letter is the truth.

My life in Asgard was far from stable and my relationship with my parents isn't exactly warm. Everything I have done for the past 2,030 years of my life I've done for me. Once or twice I have left myself care and that has backfired in more ways than I can count, so from them on I have care about myself and only myself.

I have done what I had to do to survive, lie, manipulated, killed, backstab and I don't regret any of it. I would do it again in a heartbeat, if it meant I would live. I'm selfish and coldhearted and I don't think I can ever change.

For what it's worth I did love you, and you know you felt the same way about me. Though I could never be the kind of girl you truly wanted to love, kind, innocent, and loyal. Because you know as well as I that I'm not that person. I haven't been that person in a long time.

I hope that after everything, you won't hate me.

Katerina.

Elijah tossed the letter into the roaring fire and watched in burn.

Goodbye, Katherine there was never a Katerina.

Vanaheim

Aei raised her head, her long white hair that was in a braid moved across her back. She grabbed a knife and threw it behind her back. The knife turned to seven all flying in different directions. But instead of harming the intruder the knife fell to the floor like icicles.

She gave a wheezy gasp. "Prince Loki of Asgard, I haven't seen you in centuries."

"Aei," he gave a mocking bow. "You look older."

Another noise. She turned around and this face was much more familiar. "Princess Katerina of Asgard, I haven't seen you-"

"In a 1, 600 years since you put the doppelganger curse on me," Katherine crossed her arms over her chest and began pacing around the small room. "Except what happened to you Aei? You don't look so good, you look tired and old."

"You said it yourself, it's been a 1,600 years since I last saw you." She said. "How did you two get past the shields I place around the room?"

"Between the two of us it was easy." Loki replied. "Though your magic isn't as strong as it used to be."

Aei glared at him. "What do you two want with me?"

"I want you to help me get rid of one of my doppelgangers, Elena Gilbert who I very much loathe."

"A stake in the heart should do it."

Katherine narrowed her eyes. "True. But on earth they have this supernatural purgatory called the Other Side and since she apparently is God in their eyes, they will try to get her back. They already succeed once, I'm not going to let it happen again. No, I want her death to be permanent. I don't want her to go to the Other Side, I want her to go to some dark dimension of some kind so that nobody can help her and she finally learns what it's like to be alone. With her death, I want all future possibilities of other doppelgangers to be shattered until I'm the only one. You were strong enough to curse me with the doppelgangers now help me destroy them. Or else me and my brother won't hesitate to kill you, you're old now, weak."

Aei looked at her. "You're different from the girl I first met, you're colder, meaner, ruthless." She said. "The girl I remember was trying to steal my spell books to bring her best friend back to life. The girl in front of me I hardly recognize."

"Yes," she said mockingly. "I've done terrible things, but if you're expecting me to feel bad about the things I've done you're wasting your time."

Aei didn't speak another word. She opened her cupboard and pulled out a piece of wood. She carved it slowly and whispered a spell under her breath. A minute or so later she handed the stake to Katherine. "This should solve, your problems."

Katherine held the stake, tightly in her hands.

"A word of warning, girl," Aei wheezed again, before breaking into a cough. "That stake will get rid of all your problems, but the consequences that follow will be even worse."

Katherine smirked. "Believe me, if it means that Elena Gilbert will fall dead and that there will be no more doppelgangers that are preferred than me I'll take whatever consequence."

-End of Chapter Seventeen-