Just finished watching the new episode… hate the new Niklaus and ****(don't want to spoil it). I really hope you like this chapter. One of the action-packed one! Please review!
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Chapter 29: The Merciless
"You vial creature!" Kristina exclaimed, her palms coming in contact with his rough chest. She shoved Athan as hard as her body would allow, fighting back the tears that burned her throat like iron red metal. All the emotion the woman had hid from his deceiving face flooded her vision like the salty ocean water. "You have the nerves to look at me!" She continued monstrously.
His hand gripped her wrist with the power of steel, escorting her out of the small bathroom and into a small sitting room. His grip was strong enough to crack her sore bones under the pressure. Pulling Kristina towards his chest, Athan let a snarl escape from his new sharp teeth and curled lips.
"You dare act as if you are the victim, you cruel selfish woman. Kristina, you caused this! I am this because of you. I was in the forest that summer night, because of you." His words sounded more animal-like then human but they held a deep whisper as if he too feared of being over heard.
The dark-haired woman could see the black veins resurface underneath his eyes and the devilish fangs attract from his gums. Her heart, if possible, jumped and pumped faster then ever before.
Athan's face resembled death, everything about it. The coldness in his pitch black eyes, the darkness his face portrayed and the elongated canine teeth made her mind repeat her prayers.
"You left me there at the mercy of the merciless!" His voice turned into a growl, louder in volume as he edged closer. She felt the surprising heat he gave off cause her body to brake out into Goosebumps.
Kristina knew whom Athan was referring to when he yelled of the "merciless". It ached her heart to think that he could be right. She had picked to serve the creatures of the night over him. Though she would never forget ,she also picked to save her family.
Her mother, father, siblings and Nina seemed so distant in her train of thought lately. Though they were always there. The base of her fire, they were the dry sea wood that kept her fire ablaze.
"I chose my family." Kristina croaked, fighting through her hyperventilating breath. "You are no better then them. You're a killer. You turned your back on me, on your humanity." Her voice was small but piercing now. Pain was plaster all over his face and the woman knew she had hit a nerve. "It's not my fault you're a monster." Kristina snarled, ripping away her wrist from his now loose grip. Physical pain throbbed the moment of his release. It hurt but not as much as the other pain, the pain that crawled up her arm till it hit her heart in volts every second. The emotional pain of confronting her dead by her past lover, it all left its distinct damage on her crippling corpse.
It was too much for her, the pain, which made her chest rise and fall in anxiety. The memories of his human life flowed in her veins, burning everything it touched till she fell numb once more. Not the numb that you secretly desire when in agony but the numb that makes you wish you were death. This was the affect of her humanity burning like a dry meadow.
"You dare?! Your just a modern day whore!" He yelled on the top of his lungs. The large hollow wooden room vibrated his voice throughout the manor.
The word cut through her like a sharp knife. It doesn't hurt, she tried to tell herself. He can't hurt you, she replayed in her mind but the increasing irritation ignored her.
Hands trembling by her side, the human felt a shock of power hit her like a wave. Actually sending her small figure tumbling forward slightly. Kristina turned to meet Athan's eyes.
Tears heavily flowed from her's but his eyes stayed stitched to her face. Disbelief flooded his mind as he stared into her grey stones. The once dark grey blue iris he was accustomed to, shifted into a pure silver color, the color of mercury.
Before he could lunge at her, his head broke out in a blinding white pain, crippling him to his knees. The vampire could felt his head explode over an over again. The physical pain rippled throughout his body like a pebble being thrown into a pond. It hurt more as it reached farther away from his cranium.
Athan didn't remember becoming so close to Kristina. Not so close to were he was inhaling the smell her salty tears and the red liquid that flowed burning hot throughout her small body. The thought of her blood alone was enough for the baby vampire to feel a tingling in his gums and throat. But to actually see and smell the blood trickling down her nose made him over come the pain of the instant headache. Extending his fang, he couldn't control the power that pushed him toward his once lovers smooth, flawless neck.
As he sunk his stronger then diamond teeth into the side of the olive skin, the bone shattering taste of her sweet blood over took any self-control he could have possibly grasped. To lose this taste would cause him to go crazed, crazy to take more of her and to kill anyone that stood in his way.
Athan, in his short time of 6 months, as a creature of the night, had never experience a blood so magical, pure in a sense. It was mouthwatering as well as mind blowing.
The shock of seeing Athan fall to the floor in pain quickly dropped as her throat exploded into a new physical pain. His fangs ripping through her flesh and meat making her knees buckle in sickness. As the blood-curling scream exploded from her mouth, Kristina felt the vampire's body being pulled from her fallen form in incredible speed.
Niklaus' snarl soon filled her ears as he shoved Athan into the closest wall.
Kristina felt the relief fill her as she applied pressure to her neck. Her knees threatened to buckle more but she forced herself steady.
The servant couldn't comprehend what she had done to Athan when he had hit the floor with such speed, neither did she wish to. Everything seemed so unreal at this point, as if everything was moving in slow motion.
Elijah was now by her side, trying to pull her way from Niklaus and Athan's fight without using his supernatural strength. But he soon realized his mistake as he heard the grey-eyed beauty shriek and the sight of his brother's hand in Athan's chest.
"Stop, Niklaus!" Kristina yelled instincts kicking in as she pulled her already pained hand from Elijah and running towards her Master. She immediately lacked on to Nik shoulder, protesting the form of punishment her master was about to deliver.
Before Kristina could understand the severity of the fight, Niklaus shrugged her off his shoulder as if shaking off one of his immortal brothers. His strength sent Kristina's fragile, already injured body flying towards the closest wall.
The Original's heart flung itself straight to his throat as he heard the deep bang of the wall and the joint splitting crack that came from the trembling dark-haired figure.
Before he allowed his legs to speed to Kristina's aid, a scent camouflaged as hell but smelt of heaven hit his face like a moving train. The sweet angelic scent, which his core craved with all it's being, filled his nostrils and infected his mind with dangerous desires. The sinful liquid came from her right arm in a heavy flow and covered the right side of her neck.
Kristina let out a deep groan before sobs without tears over took her. The tears in her wide pained eyes started to build up, not cascading down her face yet.
Deep, black curls, half soaked in her dark, red blood, dangled around her face as she straightened herself up against the wall. The sight of her awkwardly angled shoulder and the glass protruding from her forearm sent a wave of disgust and desire into every vampire's throat.
"Kol, take Athan away." Elijah dangerously, demanded in his normal volume.
Not wasting any time, the eldest of the four original vampires blurred towards the fragile human who didn't even blink at the sight of his supernatural being.
"Kristina don't move, understood?" He said his voice soft as he kneeled next to her with his hands hovering over her shivering body, unsure what to exactly do with the large amount of blood in front of him.
"E-Elijah." The raven-head stuttered placing her bloody hands on the sleeve of his shirt. She could see it in his eyes. The sudden jolt of evil flashing before them as they locked on to the red liquid, which she had smudged on the cottons fabric of his shirt.
"L-leave... now." Kristina stuttered seeing the veins pulse dramatically under his forest green eyes. The forest green eyes she had never been scared of till now.
Elijah couldn't remember the last time he fed but all that mattered was the blood that stained Kristina's unnatural pale face.
He edges closer to her unwillingly, taking in a big inhale of her truly mouthwatering scent. It was too much for his willpower.
The scream was dry in the raven-head's lungs. He had lost it. His control had turned to vapor, letting the powerful sin over take him.
It was done. She was done. The words replayed over and over in her dazed mind.
Fangs extended and veins burning, Elijah came inches from her neck before he felt his body being thrown away from the poisonous blood.
In a blink, her best friend's devil face disappeared and the portrait of an angle took his place.
"Breath. It'll be quick, love." His words seemed comforting as she locked onto her master's perfect blue eyes. They never left hers.
Adeline slowly washed out of her veins, leaving the rapid increasing pain of her dislocated shoulder and pierced skin to creep to her heart and nerves.
Niklaus had never seen her face so pale in his life, the color of snow would look tinted next to her. It made his insides cringe in disgust. He had done this. It was his fault and Kristina knew it as well.
With one swift movement the original shoved the ball of her shoulder up, back into its normal place, and pulled out the large glass that once covered a piece of art work that hung in the wall. Niklaus felt his stomach twist in nervousness and delight as her pained scream filled his ears like water and the scent of sweet nectar filled his mind.
"Drink, love." He demanded, sinking his sharp teeth into his wrist, which was covered with her blood as well, and pushes it in to her open mouth.
She didn't fight like he thought. Perhaps the lack of blood in her small body had taken too much of her strength to even think of motion. But as he sat there, his blood now flowing heavily into her soft mouth, he savored the taste of her. Kristina's blood tasted exactly how he remembered, sweet and clean. It savored like something he couldn't get enough of. That truly scared him, even if he didn't want to admit it.
The hummingbird fluttering of her heart started to slow to its normal peace and her grip on his bare arm became more pronounced.
"Nik." The raven-head cover in her own blood whispered, pushing his arm away with all strength she could muster.
"Yes, love?" The original said his mind drowning in guilt. His brother, Kol, coming and Athan, his temper reaching a new height, and throwing her into the wall, it had been his fault. He had let himself get too comfortable with her. He had gotten too comfortable with something so deposable and breakable.
"You're a-" She took in a hesitated breath before finally letting the thick rain drop tears stream down her pale cheeks. "Selfish conceded bastard." She sobbed, her small hands pushing with all her might on his chest. Trying desperately to create room between them.
Before Kristina could protest, she was hoisted up bridal style.
"Let me go." Kristina sobbed into his blood stained shirt, her fingers maintaining a killer grip on the white button up.
"Love, it's alright. Go to sleep." Niklaus whispered holding her tighter as a wave of trembles hosted her body.
"Elijah's face." She whispered softly between the little inhales of oxygen that echoed throughout the hall.
At the every top of the stairs Klaus went to turn right, towards his room till a soft hand touched the sensitive skin of his neck and jaw.
His oceanic eyes shot towards the human in his arms. Her hair held it's normal black curls but it was stained with dry and wet blood just like the black work dress that stuck to her body like wet cloth. Her face had regained some of its color though he didn't see the fullness of her glowing olive skin. Worst of all, her normally lively grey eyes seemed to have transformed into the spitting image of deadly fog. They reflected the worst of emotions.
"My room." She pleaded letting her face fall back into his chest.
Kristina let a scream echo in her mind as the pain of her shoulder hadn't past. The bloody gash hadn't closed but the blood that now stained her cold skin a dark brown red color had stopped flowing from the cut. She should have known better. She should have known better then to get in the way of an Original. It was a very unwise choice on her behalf.
"Love, you need to get out of that dress." Her master demanded but it only caused her blood to start boiling.
Yes, she felt the wet sticky liquid still soaking through the thick fabric but she couldn't help the rage flashing over her face.
"Go to hell." Kristina stated pushing harder on his chest. The words left lava in her mouth, burning her throat and tongue.
"Kristina, stop." Niklaus said, setting her on her shake feet but not letting go of her trembling torso.
"Let go of me." She snarled her voice more a growl then a yell. The shock in his blue eyes gave the dark haired woman satisfaction.
"Listen to me!" He growled taking the raven-head off guard. "Go and change out of that bloody hell of a dress. Now." He ejected with a snarled, letting go of her arms and watching her fell to her bottom on the covers of her bed.
Tears strongly streamed down her cheeks as she looked away from him and let a sudden eruption of sobs take over her body.
"Please." Kristina whispered. The pleading in her voice would have brought any man to his knees. But Niklaus wasn't just any man. "Please go." The dark-haired woman said turning away from the original vampire in the bloody stained dress and laid her head down on the soft cotton.
He could already see her blood soaking into the rich white sheets but he left her in this state. Nik knew he couldn't be here, in a room that literally sent him to a high. Her blood was like a drug, just tasting it in small doses made his willpower sink. He didn't trust himself.
"I will check up on you later." Niklaus whispered his hand hovering over her waist, not sure of giving her some comfort would help any.
"I rather you not." Kristina muttered, hiccuping on her sobs before she squeezed her eyes shut.
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