The wolf let out a loud howl that ripped through the woods. 'The girl was coming home. Those fucking pack wolves thinking they are so much better than us. Acting all high in mighty while they are holding back their greatest weapon. Letting her run off to act human and live like one when she could be their queen.' The wolf thought as he was shifting back into his human form. He wiped the blood from his chin and cracked his neck. Still stiff from the changing.
"Sir?" One of the pathetic weak wolves asked him. "We couldn't find her."
"Don't worry. She is coming here." He turned to face the rogue. With one hand he snapped the rogue neck before lifting his head up to face the rest of the rogues. "Keep attacking the rest of them, but if anyone touches her, you will end up like him." The rogues ran off after that statement. 'Perfect they are scared. I need them like that. Makes them work faster on getting what I need.
The ferry ride to home was always the worst. Had me throwing up or getting too dizzy. Sadly, wolves were not immune to seasickness. To stop myself from getting sick, I stayed inside where it was better. Wedged on a bench in between the twins; Marcel was outside on the phone. Most likely talking to Alaric. Mason was passed out since the boat took off. Tyler stayed awake with me; attempting to take my mind off the waves hitting the side of the boat. It wasn't working. I could feel every movement. Every sway. Every splash. I always felt the movements. But the ferry was the only way to get to Mystic Falls.
Mystic Falls. Home to a small number of people where everyone knew just about everyone. Just didn't know what people were. With humans not knowing about the wolves, the witches, and the vampires. The wolves that formed the pack I called family. The pack made up of wolves, witches, vampires, and humans. The Bennett's, the Donovan's, the Forbes's, the Gerard's, the Gilbert's, the Lockwood's, the Mikaelson's, the Parker's, the Saltzman's, the Salvatore's, the St. John's, and the Summers. Twelve families, the way it always had been. Wolves were draining in size. Females die quicker than males because of the constant changing. Their hearts and body were not strong enough to keep up the constant changing. When a wolf lost his mate, the males didn't survive for very long after that. Most male wolves were destined to be with female wolves. At least there were still seven pack families. Twelve families in each pack; in harsh cases, only twelve wolves in a pack.
At least that is what Finn told me during our lessons. As the second in command, it was Finn's job to teach the younger wolves about our history. Basically, he was like a history teacher; he would still give us detentions and grades. Though in detention instead of sitting in a classroom, we would have to write a five-hundred-word paper on why we shouldn't do what we were doing. It sucked! But Finn was still a good guy deep down. Yeah, he was a pain, a little too uptight, and a little cold too much. But that was the guy who taught me how to read when I was four. Early for a child, but he knew female wolves had a timer. Wanted me to learn as much as I could in the short amount of time I should have gotten, but I got a longer sentence than anyone thought I would get. Freya covered dealing with the pain. I used to think she was a wicked bitch. If we couldn't change on order, she would force us to. Using her witch magic to force us to shift. She only did that to make us stronger, and to deal with the pain that way we wouldn't be afraid of it later down the line. Marcel taught us how to hunt. Second best nose in the pack. Could track anyone and anything. Alaric, our alpha made sure we all stayed in line. We were kids so sometimes…okay, a lot of times we would get into trouble.
Like when Tyler got stuck in the river bed after Stefan and I pushed him thinking it was harmless until we saw that the river led right to the Falls. Luckily, Mason and Marcel were nearby, and they were able to pull Tyler out before they delivered us to Alaric for our punishment. I don't know what was worst getting the lecture or the punishment that followed. The lecture lasted for about two hours and the punishment for about an hour. Had to clean up the library after the latest rogue attack on the compound.
The ferry horned blared through the boat. We were at least five minutes out before hitting the shores of Mystic Falls. Marcel came in and waved us over to him; to go outside and walk down to the car. Tyler hit his twin on the back of the head to wake him up. Both the boys jumped up while I stood up from the bench. I followed behind them on the stairs heading down to the cars in the garage. It looked to be there were only two other cars beside our two. I got in the back of Mason's black 2016 Ford Branco while the boys took the seats up front. Marcel got into his gray Kia Stinger.
Once the ferry docked, the door started to become a ramp. After the ramp touched down on the dock, Mason drove his car down the ramp slowly; Marcel was right behind us. Mason drove us down the main road, led right through town. He kept on driving passes the small town and kept heading towards the woods where the compound was. Tyler had reached forward to turn up the radio to drown out the town's noise as we were driving through town. Loud rap music, Tyler's favorite to drown out the noise. It annoyed the rest of us, but it at least drowned out the noise.
The drive was silent except for the music; none of us spoke to one another, not even the twins to each other. What would you say someone that you have spoken to in years? What do you say to the men that were like your brothers? I don't even remember the last time I had seen them.
Probably it was a few nights before I left. I went with Stefan to see that the party boys had gotten home safe from a night out drinking. Tyler, Mason, Matt, Enzo, and Luke got drunk at the bar from their stupid drinking games. Stefan took Mason and Tyler home while I was to take the other three. On the drive back, our car was flipped. The rogues decided to ambush us that night. We were dragged out of the car by them for them to put an end to us. Fangs. Claws. I barely remembered what exactly happened the night. It was all a blur after the rogues flipped the car on us. Apparently, though, Marcel, Elijah and he came to our rescue. Don't know how they knew where we were; I just never asked them. Didn't want to know too much about that night. Mostly because all that night did was leave me on bed rest for two days, and still have a nice long scar on my back. Brady had asked about that before. I didn't fully lie when I told him it was from a car accident.
I had to call him later. I had to lie to him once again. Marcel made a shitty comment saying one more lie wouldn't hurt. It hurt me every time I had to lie to him. I told him that there was a family emergency with my brother. It was a family emergency, but for now, Jer was doing fine.
"We are here," Mason said under his breath as he pulled up to the front gate. His voice knocked me right out of my mind.
"I figured. I think I can remember where I grew up." I quipped back at him.
Mason typed in the gate's security number to unlock the iron gate that was held in place by two stoned posts that were connected to the stone fencing that surrounded the compound. He drove up the driveway, Marcel still right behind, but Marcel went the garage while Mason drove around the circular driveway to the front door. He was standing right outside. Alaric. I opened the door of the car and nearly jumped out of it, so I could run up to him and give him a hug.
"Where are they?" I asked him as I looked up to face the only father figure I could remember.
"Living room. Just Freya, Kol and Rebekah. Elijah went off to find to try to find his brother; he shifted and ran away after I told him you were coming home." He told me. "We are spreading his ashes tomorrow."
I nodded my head before walking past him to go apologize for their loss. I started to approach them slowly, but I stopped when I saw the look on all their faces. Freya had a stone hard look on her face as if she was trying to hold it together. I could tell she was trying to be strong for her siblings, but those eyes, sadness, and grief. Eyes I knew too well. Rebekah had a glass of water in her hand, and water streaming down from her eyes. Kol was probably on his fifth glass of scotch since there was only about half a bottle in his hands. Freya was the best one I could talk to right now.
"Elena." A smile broke on her face and stood up to greet me.
"Freya. I am sorry this happened to you." I apologized to her. She shushed me and gave him a tight hug. "He didn't deserve to die. He has never done anything to the rogues."
"No, he hasn't, but he is a pack member." Rebekah spoke up. "He died because they want us dead."
"Why now?" I asked Alaric when I heard him enter the room. I turned my head just enough to face him.
"New leader. Someone is bossing the rogues around. Putting them in their place and getting them to act as a team." Alaric spoke up. "Everyone should be home by tonight. Why don't you unpack for now?"
I turned my head back to Freya ignoring Alaric. "Where did he die?" I asked her.
"By the back gate." Rebekah answered. "Elijah and Nik found him there. Strung up on the fence like some kind of an animal."
Before Alaric could stop me, I was out the door. Ran right to the back gate to see the dried blood along the light stone. So much blood. They bled him out. I let out a sigh and placed my hand on the blood to see how he died
"Niklaus!" I called from the back-patio steps. God damn it Niklaus. Now is not the time to be going on runs by yourself.
"He ran out?" Elijah asked as he stepped out of the house.
"Yeah. He wants to kill all the rogues, but Alaric turned him down." I explained to my brother.
"He is acting out because Elena isn't around. I will go get him." Elijah started to step down, but I put my arm up to block him.
"I got this. I will go bring him home. Go check in on Rebekah." I watched as Elijah nodded his head and went back inside the house. I walked down the steps leading to the back gate while trying to get in touch with Niklaus. Either it wasn't working or he was ignoring me. "Niklaus! Come on! Rebekah is going to be pissed at me if you die." Just as I was opening the gate, I smelled the wolves. I wasn't fast enough closing it when the large dark brown wolf broke in through the gate. First him, then the black wolf. The blonde wolf that followed went right for the jugular. The dark brown my stomach. The black wolf pushed his paw hard against my chest to keep me pinned to the ground. I couldn't fight back, I couldn't shift.
I forced myself out of the vision breathing hard. I was no longer alone. The two oldest Mikaelson brothers were by my side; a well dressed Elijah wearing a suit, and a completely bare Niklaus. Elijah looked concerned for my wellbeing while Niklaus just looked annoyed for me doing something so dangerous. I was forbidden to do that; every wolf was forbidden to do that. Our pack connection doesn't end after death. To touch the dead blood of a wolf can send the wolf touching it into a vision. Most likely their death. It was forbidden since it could usually kill the wolf touching the blood, but I was stronger than most. I was strong enough to touch the blood and live. First time I ever touched the wolf's blood was when my sister died. Watched as the rogue ripped out her throat. Felt like it was happening to me after I was forced out by Nik.
"You shouldn't have done that." Elijah said while helping me up.
"I wanted to see who did this to him." I told him while leaning my body against him.
"Who did you see?" Niklaus questioned.
"Kai. Damon. And another one. A blonde wolf. I have never seen him before." I told them before I doubled over and puked my guts out on to the grass by the walkway.
"I will tell Alaric. You take her in." Niklaus told his older brother. Elijah picked me up bridal style and carried me inside. He sat me down in the library, on the brown leather couch.
"Elijah! Where the fuc…" My voice song the room, but a different pitch. My sister stood in the archway of the living room. My undead twin sister. Permanently stuck at the age of seventeen thanks to the rogues and some of Caroline's blood. "Lena."
Elijah stepped in front of Katherine to stop her from getting any closer"Stop Katerina." Elijah told his mate. "She just was in a vision trance. She doesn't need to be questioned, let her rest."
"Fuck off Elijah." She flicked him off and walked right past him. She sat down right in front of me, sitting on the hard-oak coffee table. "You touched Finn's blood?"
"Maybe." I laughed weakly and tried to sit up on my own, but my sister had to help me.
"You look old." She teased.
"You look young." I turned my head to Elijah. "Are you sure she is supposed to be your mate? Because I know this one girl over in Seattle. Has a way better attitude."
Katherine punched my arm which just made us both laugh. Katherine grabbed a tissue from the tissue box and rubbed the makeup off my face to show my real age. "Better." Katherine smirked and dropped the tissue on the floor. "How old do people think you are?"
"Mid-twenties. How am I to explain that I am nineteen years old, but I have been alive for thirty-two years?" I smirked. "Oh, and that I have a twin sister who looks seventeen and will always be so."
"Wait he doesn't know you have a twin?"
"He does know, but he thinks we are the same age."
"We are…sort of." She laughed. "We have been on the earth for the same length time except I was eleven minutes early." The two of us laughed until we heard a small cough. Our heads turned to see Klaus, now clothed for once, standing behind Elijah.
"Glad the noisy sisters are getting along for once." He made a snide comment, as he walked over to the drink cart over by Alaric's desk. As he was pouring himself a drink, Alaric walked in with the rest of the rest pack that was there. Included, Marcel and Davina from the Gerard's. Mason and Tyler the last of the Lockwood's. Freya, Rebekah, and Kol, rest of the Mikaelson's. We were still missing another Gerard, the Salvatore siblings, the one and only St. Johns, the Bennett witches, both of the Forbes women, the Parker trio, and Matthew Donovan. Jenna and the twins were not there, but they were probably just in town.
"How are you feeling Elena?" Alaric asked as he leaned up against his desk.
"Better." I said. My eyes widen when Klaus held out a glass to me. Clear liquid, vodka. He remembered. I took the glass from him and sat back on the couch. I mouthed thank you to him before turning to listen to the game plan.
"We will wait until everyone is here. Stefan, Sarah, and Matt are out collecting everyone else. Liz and Caroline are just in town. But we needed everyone here before we go after the rogues. Right now, I want my trackers to find them. Elena, Klaus, and Marcel try to see if you can find their scents. I know the scent is faint, but go try to find it. If you find it, track it as far as you can. Do not attack if you find them. Katherine, Elijah, Rebekah and Kol, I need you to start calling people; call the other packs, see if there were any rogue attacks. Davina got into contact with our darker friends; Jeremy, Mason, and Tyler stay with her." Once the orders were handed out by Alaric, we started to get to work, but I had to say hi to someone first.
"Jer." I stopped my little brother from leaving the room. Instantly he pulled me into his arms. "God, you got huge. It is not fair that you are taller than me."
"I am sorry I kept growing." Jeremy lied to me. We shared a laugh for a moment, before composing ourselves. "I have really missed you, Lena."
"I've missed you too, Jer." I wanted to speak more, but Klaus's loud cough let me know it was time for us to go. "We will talk later." I gave my little brother a kiss on the cheek before I joined up with Marcel and Klaus by the back doors.
Marcel started to sniff around the gate while Klaus was going more towards the wood, but I started by the last place we for sure knew where they were. Where they strung up my friend, my tutor, and overall my pain in the ass. Only one scent was strong. Damon's. I could pick up that hot head's smell from anywhere.
"I got one." I let the boys know as I stood back up.
Before they could join me, I was on the move following the strong scent of wolf. The smell shifted midway through the woods. For a second I thought I lost it, but then my nose picked up something else. Bourbon and aftershave was like a parting smell to current ones in the air. The damn wolf so cocky he changed right in the middle of the woods. Probably had a ride pick him up close. I tracked the rogue's scent to a nearby camping ground not too far from the Falls. There once was a fire in the middle of the campground. Small ditches in the ground suggested multiple tents. The scent humans, except for one. Damon must have just been picked up from here. The humans sent are days old, if not a week old. Damon's scent was more recent, yet faint from the smell of the humans, the Falls, and the smell of fumes. A pickup truck fumes; very similar fumes I smelled the night of the car accident.
"Fuck!" I growled underneath my breath. "They are all working together."
"Who are all working together?" Klaus's voice asked from behind me.
"Damon, Kai, Lily's group, Thierry… I can go on and on.I can smell Thierry's pickup truck." I told him as I turned around to see both Marcel and Klaus standing behind me.
"Thierry hates other rogues, prefers silence." Marcel tried to defend his old best friend.
"Thierry's car is the one that I recognize from that accident." I said. "Thierry may hate rogues, but he hates us even more."
"Thierry doesn't hate us. He hates the rules." Marcel said. "And he hates Klaus the killer."
"Humans outside the back can't know about us. I made her death quick." Klaus defended himself.
"I am not saying you shouldn't have killed her, but you shouldn't have done it right in front of him like that. You ripped her fucking throat out." Marcel growled. Once I saw the gold hues coming to life in their eyes, I got in between the two of them and pushed them far apart from one another.
"Stop. We aren't going to fight about her death again. Thierry's truck was here and was at the accident. Damon's scent was here. Two rogues who hate one another, meeting together. There is no smell of death, so it is likely they both left alive." I told the facts of what I was smelling. "Did you two find anything? Kai's scent? The mystery wolf's scent?"
"Kai scent disappeared toward the road." Marcel informed us.
"I couldn't catch the new one's scent. Too weak. Freshly turned." Klaus said. "We should go into town. Try to find the scent."
"Alaric said track. Not kill." I snapped. I brushed past him to go back towards the house when my knees gave out.
I thought I was going to hit the leaf-covered ground, but rather my knees hit the grass that covered the backyard of the compound. Davina was not too far. As for Jeremy, Mason, and Tyler, they were forced against the stone fence. My eyes looked to Davina, but what looked back wasn't Davina. Those eyes white as a ghost.
"Papa Tunde." I spoke as I stood up from the ground. "Stop possessing her now or so help me, I will…"
"You will what, child? Back out of a deal? Or run away like a scared child." He cackled through Davina's mouth. Before he could stop me, I went right for the unlit red candle. "You wouldn't dare."
"Oh, but you see, I would." I quickly lit the red candle with a match. "Lenore." I whispered to summon someone much stronger than him. The red smoke circled along Davina's body until the white smoke left Davina's body. As soon as the smoke left Davina's body, the guys dropped to the ground and Davina fainted. Both clouds of smoke went right to the ground to take human form. Once they were witches, now they are forced to be soulless demons…at least that was what we were taught about demons.
"Tunde, possessing a child, do you have no morals?" The female demon chastised the male demon. Her red eyes turned to the brown eyes she bore as a human, upon seeing me standing next to her candle. "Oh, Elena. It has been too long. Thank you for summoning me."
"Lenore. They just want more favors and aren't willing to pay. Ask Elena, she is the expert at that." Tunde pouted like a child.
"It is not my fault someone killed and burned Mikael before I could deliver him to you." I snapped at him then turned my gaze to the unlighted black candle and the yet burned sage. "Maybe I should call my other friends. I bet they are dying to talk with you. Celeste perhaps. Markos is always happy to talk about you. Or someone older, Silas should be happy to wake up." I said as I picked up the blade from the table. "Take your pick."
"Fine, I will talk." Tunde said as he took one of the seats at the black iron patio table. "But does she have to be here?"
"Of course, I need to be here. La Reine, the queen is back." Lenore told her enemy while taking the seat next to him. "Elena, sit. We really do need to catch up." I looked at her questionably. Not trusting the demon, but I still took a seat across from the two of them. "Why were we summoned."
"Finn Mikaelson died. Rogues are attacking us." I started to tell them. "Have they ever contacted either of you or anyone you know?"
"I was just talking with that red headed witch. She is working for Damon now." Tunde had to be speaking the truth. Cursed shortly before his death. He could only ever tell the truth, thanks to Lenore's final spell as a witch. "They want you dead. Well, not all of you of course."
"I haven't spoken with any of them. They don't like the fact I killed their leader."
"He was my kill, not yours!" Tunde snapped.
"That wicked bitch was controlling me, but I still would have killed him, so you couldn't!" Lenore yelled.
"Tunde! Lenore!" Alaric's voice boomed over theirs as he came walking out the compound. "You possess one of my members! You bicker over who got to a kill a rogue alpha! We protect your human bodies, we owe you nothing. If you won't help us, I will be happy to burn your bodies and send you both back to hell for good."
Tunde and Lenore shared a look with one another. Former lovers wondering if they could run fast enough to get their bodies. But that look changed to another. Lenore was the first one to turn back to look at me.
"What do you want?" Lenore asked me.
"We want you to find out what they are planning." Alaric answered. "We know that you have connections everywhere. Use them!"
"So loud." Lenore tsk and shook her head. "I will get into contact."
"Let the others rest. We don't need them on our back." Tunde gestured to the other artifacts that would summon the other demons.
"We will." I assured him before blowing out Lenore's candle. As Lenore disappeared in red smoke, I dropped Tunde's blade into the cup of water to clean off Davina's blood that she used to summon Tunde. I turned my head to Alaric who was still fuming. "Are you okay?"
"I am still considering burning their bodies." Alaric retorted as he took a seat down next to me. We both turned upon hearing the groan from the grass. The guys started to wake up, but Davina was still passed out. It was hard to be vessel even if not by choice. Standing up from the chair, I moved over to Davina to help her up. I picked her up in bridal style; started to make my way towards the house. The best thing for her is to sleep it off and take a few aspirins afterward.
I was making my way up the back stairs just as Kol was coming down the stairs with Rebekah. His eyes widen when he saw it was Davina who I was carrying.
"What happened?" He was quick to ask.
"Tunde possessed her. I was going to lay her down and let her sleep it off for the next few hours." I explained to him.
"Put her in my room. Her room is too close to everyone that is returning." I nodded my head at his request and went off to his bedroom.
The rest of used to joke that the Mikaelson siblings had their own part of the house. All of their rooms were on the third floor towards the east side of the compound. Rebekah, Freya's and Kol's all on one side and across from them Finn, Elijah, and Klaus. Kat's room and my room were on the west side of the third floor along with Klaus's and mine art room and what the guest room. Used when other alphas or pack members were visiting. Kol's room directly across from Klaus's room. Was smaller than Klaus's, yet bigger than mine.
I laid Davina down on Kol's bed before seeing myself off to his bathroom to try to find some aspirin. I opened up his medicine cabinet to just find condoms, lotion, soap, and oddly enough lipstick. D's brand. When the medicine cabinet failed, I looked under the sink.
"I don't think Kol would like you snooping around." That damn accent! I really need to get him a bell or something.
"I am trying to find some sort of painkiller for Davina, but all your brother has is enough condoms to survive the apocalypse with." I joked while closing the cabinet's door. I stood up and turned around to face him. "Do you have any?"
"Bex has some, but since Davina is passed out, I doubt she needs it right away." Klaus took a step closer to me. "Is that all?"
"Yes." I tried to walk past him, but he pulled me into his chest.
"I've missed you, love." He whispered to me.
"You sure haven't been acting like it." I snapped trying to get out of his arms, but there was a reason he was one of the strongest wolves in the pack.
"How am I supposed to act when you reek of your human lover." That did it. I pushed him off of me and turned to face him.
"Reek? If anyone reeks, it is you and the sluts you have banged since I left?" I glared at him. "I have a boyfriend that I love."
"You don't love him." He challenged me. "You think you love him, but you don't. You know you can only love one man and I am standing right here."
"I stopped loving you when I saw you with that woman. I will never love you again." I snipped before I walked away from my mate. This day was sucking, and sadly it was not even close to being over.