Three lonely, yet peaceful days had as perusal drifted by for Natasya, she sighed in boredom and in thought as she paced around the woods; the red sky was blazing beautifully contrasting with the snow that sprinkled the nature that surrounded her. She thought about her new student. A Mikaelson. Natasya disliked most of the people in this village. But none more than she disliked Esther Mikaelson and her coven. Kol was determined to win those trials and become a true witch.
Though Natasya could see he was driven by the fact that his Mother had picked Finn over him. Being a "teacher" was not all that simple. Especially when he is the son of her archenemy- Though Kol did not remind her of his Mother. Little did he know, but Natasya knew much about his family. Finn the loyal, Elijah the moral, Niklaus the free-spirited, Rebekah and Henrik the rebellious, and then there was Kol. Determined. Mischievous. He was certainly good-looking- Although so where his brothers. Though, the only woman Finn had ever probably ever laid eyes on was his Mother, and Niklaus and Elijah where whipped by the same woman.
This was typical, frustrating and comically sad. But it was not Natasya's issue. Kol was her problem. How was she going to get him to ease up, he'd never learn magic unless he stopped being so tense. He needed to release his frustration and fear. Although it might be nice for him to beat Mikael or Esther or Ayana, Natasya knew that those bloody bastards were not options. She knew that he needed to release his frustration on someone who he felt would deserve it. No not Finn. Natasya picked up a stone and hurled it in frustration.
The noise caused a beautiful doe to come sprinting out of its hiding place, as she stared in appreciation the magnificent animal was shot down with an arrow to the leg. Natasya instantly ran over to the injured creature. What bastard had done this? Yes she understood the villagers needed to hunt. But no one would aim for the leg. The doe would bleed to death, after about an hour or so, a horrifically slow death. Natasya peered through the trees to see the culprit, Kol's brother Niklaus supporting that brunette bitches arm as she held the bow, she giggled in excitement.
Idiots. Obviously Niklaus was using his 'skills' to woo her. It would have been laughable if not for the poor doe that was suffering because of those imbeciles. Natasya clenched her fists. Those damned bastards; she wanted so badly to set their pathetic little heads on fire. Niklaus and his brother where pathetic, loving the same woman, they were only a means to an end to Tatiana. Natasya was more than aware of the situation. She could go and rip their heads of or scare them half to death with her presence and shame Niklaus. And make Tatia feel foolish for coming into this part of the forest. But then the marvellous animal that was on the brink of death would surely die.
Putting her anger aside, knelt down on to the cold forest floor. Natasya stroked the doe's face gently. She whispered a few words in her native tongue. Natasya pulled out the arrow that had embedded itself fairly deep into the doe's flesh, the creature cried in pain as the blood gushed out. Natasya placed her hand on the wound and closed her eyes. She focused her mind on healing, as the wound knitted itself back together the doe sucked in a breath of relief and nestled its head in the layers of her skirt. "All is well little one, I shan't allow anyone to hurt you." Natasya whispered to the quivering doe, placing a kiss on the top of its head.
The voices of Niklaus and Tatia came closer, and she could hear him praise her for her excellent shot, then heard the uncomfortable silence that ensued when ignorant mortals would show affection for each other by exchanging saliva - Perhaps she could scare them half to death as well as save the animal - My lucky day.
She hid herself and the doe in amongst the trees by cloaking her presence from anyone foolish enough to believe that they were truly ever alone in these woods. Then conjuring up a mass amount of raw energy, she created the illusion of a dark and dangerous creature, one that would not fall prey to any sort of weapon- it would sadly however not injure the bastards except Niklaus's pride- and hopefully cause Tatia's heart to stop beating- Yes, wouldn't that be marvellous.
It wasn't that Natasya could not bring herself to kill them, on the contrary there was rarely nothing more she desired than to watch the wretch Tatia- and any man foolish enough to be enthralled by her charms come to a miserable end. But sadly no, it was Kol; it was hard enough to get him to concentrate around her, but add his brother's gruesome death to that- and in her part of the forest- he would never come back, and would surely tell his mother.
With a slight shake of her head she swept her hands in the direction of the two moronic lovebirds, hurtling the beast in their direction. Immediately Niklaus through himself in front of Tatia, how pathetic, if a man ever tries to treat me like I am helpless then I would rip his head off just for fun. Try as he might, no amount of arrows would stop the beast from charging at them, and after a few moments- when he realised he was unable to slay the beast they retreated. They ran through the forest towards their village screaming and so fast that she lost sight of them so quickly it made her chuckle.
Walking through the woods always made Natasya feel serene, everything was lightly dusted by a fine layer of snow, this part of the woods ways nearly always empty (except for the two imbecilic lovebirds who dared entre and hunt only moments ago) so she would roam freely, without causing the blasted witches of the village to chase her off. She walked towards one of her most favourite places to sit, think and to gather wild lavender that grew near a small waterfall and stream, though it would be frozen over now. However as she walked, she could hear multiple voices conversing in hushed tones, and heard the distinct sound of something whimpering. The first thought to cross her mind was that some wretched people had trapped an animal, but as she closed in on the voices, it was clear that the whimpering belonged to a young boy and the voices where coming from three young men who had the child stretched out naked over the frozen stream.
Natasya could simply turn around, ignore whatever petty human quarrels were about to surpass but then a marvellous thought struck her so she decided to make her presence known to the youngsters.
"Well well well…what have we here?" Natasya asked them, shaking her head.
"This does not concern you, peasant." One of the boys spat. "Now be gone or suffer the consequences!"
"Now now boys, is that anyway to treat your superiors." Natasya asked scolding them. "I am indeed surprised that you dared to enter out this far, I am sure you have heard the stories of a beautiful enchantress who haunts these woods." Natasya asked teasingly. Clearly these boys had not realised who she was- yet.
"I TOLD YOU WENCH." The same boy snapped and letting go of the young boy he was holding, causing him to cry out in pain. "LEAVE! I shall not give you that luxury again!".
Natasya started to laugh at the foolish boy's bravado, but when her eyes laid upon the young boy who was dangling above the water something inside her snapped. His eyes were swollen, blood dripped from his nose and lip, and nasty cuts covered his body.
"I for one..." Natasya dragged out. "Find it hard to believe that it takes four young men to beat a child." She finished pointing in the direction of the boy. The older boy reached out to grab her, which was a big mistake- for him. In a flash she grabbed his dagger and held it at his throat causing him to suppress a whimper.
"Now isn't this much better." Natasya asked, rather pleased with herself as recognition sparked in each of the boys eyes- finally... They had realised who she was.
The colour drained from all of their faces, it was as if her mere presence made the life drain from them. "Now boys, place the boy on ground and walk over to me" she said soothingly, and like puppets they obeyed. As they let the boy go he fell to the floor obviously collapsing after his beating. Never mind. She'd deal with him after she'd had her fun and games with these three.
"NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING, DON'T LISTEN TO THE UGLY HAG, THROW-" The boy cut off abruptly as the dagger pressed deeper into his skin causing a red line to appear.
"You can call me what you please, but it is I who has the power, not you, you are a pathetic, displeasing, dull mortal. And you shall suffer at the hand of someone who is stronger than you. Don't you just adore the irony?" She grinned as she spoke her menacing words. Let them be afraid. Those bloody bastards needed to know that just because they were supposedly 'Strong' they were not the strongest. They could not harness the power of manipulation. Natasya smiled.
The boys where standing in front of her, their faces had no emotion, no expression- Every feature on their faces screamed that they were ready to serve. Good. "Now one of you imbeciles enlighten me on the situation." Natasya said as the wretched boy being suppressed by her firm grasp attempted to speak, she pushed the blade just a little more into his skin.
The tall blonde haired boy responded. "Him." The blonde said indicating to the younger boy on the floor. "He saw us, stealing ale from the tavern…" The boy stammered "We just wanted to scare him, he wasn't supposed to try and fight back" the boy said, tears of fear rolling down his face.
"Pathetic." Natasya spat. "Stay here, you bloody bastards." She threw the boy roughly to the cold frozen ground. The boys quivered in fear as she strolled over to the little one who'd collapsed. She removed her cloak as she pulled him to his feet and wrapped it around his bare, freezing body. The little one stared at her curiously although he was barely conscious, he held her gaze. She placed two fingers on his neck and gradually started to feel warmth return to his body and see colour return to his cheeks. "What is your name little one?"
"Um…Ah…I…Hen...My names Henry." Natasya looked down and smiled at him.
"How do you feel Henry?" She asked, but instead of waiting for a response she placed a palm on his face and chanted a few words in her native tongue. The cuts and bruises disappeared and the boy looked at her gratefully but strangely. She slipped out of he boots quickly and yanked off her socks and handed them to boy "Take these." Natasya said while slipping back into her boots. Henry smiled almost sheepishly.
"Tha…Than…Thank you." He said, his teeth chattering, the shock starting to set in.
"Before you go little one, I have a request to ask of you" She whispered in his ear. "You must find Kol Mikaelson, do you know who that is?" The boy just nodded. "I need you to give him a message, can you do that?" Again the boy just nodded. "You must tell him that his second lesson is ready to be taught, and that he must meet me at my cottage two hours before dawn, after his mother's coven meeting tomorrow, assuming he has completed his first task. But you mustn't let anyone know about what I have told you, must you?" Absent minded, he nodded, his gaze stuck on the beautiful women's face, entranced by her words. "Very good, now you shall forget what you saw here today, and you will go straight home, don't stop until you are safely inside." She patted the boys head and sent him on his way, and turned her gaze back to the boys who had harmed someone so defenceless and believed it meant they were strong.
If they'd managed to do that to her then she would've of given them a round of applause. Or if they'd done it to Esther of Ayana then the drinks would've been on her that night. But no they'd chosen a child to beat up. So there would be no applause and no drinks.
Her eyes fell on the pathetic creatures that sat huddled on the floor, clearly these were the sheep, and their ringleader lay unconscious on the floor 3 feet away- but that still didn't mean that they shouldn't learn a lesson. "STAND" she commanded, obediently they did. "I am disgusted by the behaviour that I have seen here today, and as a reminder of how dangerous it can be to allow someone else make decisions for you, I have a lesson to teach you." She smiled knowingly. "I want you to beat each other, no weapons, just your bodies, for an hour. And when you're done you will forget that you saw me, but not the lesson that I taught you. Let the fighting begin." She said smiling sadistically.
Walking over to the boy that lay semi unconscious on the floor, she kicked his head slightly bringing back to consciousness. "BITCH." he tried to shout, but it was more like a pathetic whine.
"You are a bully Edward Jacobson, and you must be taught a lesson". Then kicking him in the head again, she sent him into another slumber. Yes she thought Kol and I will have such fun with you.
Hi guys! Thanks for reading! We know that there's no Kol in this chapter, but we thought it was only fair that Natasya gets a chance to show us what she's really like before you see her with Kol. We will be updating on Friday! THANKS AGAIN FOR READING! PLEASE REVIEW, IT WOULD BE GREAT TO HEAR FROM YOU!