I Do Not Own Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies
It was a few days of rigorous work and sailing to make it to the island, but Kol was pleased when it came into sight. Especially with how Klaus was eyeing Davina like she was a toy, he didn't like that, he was pleased Davina had the sense to stay close to him, Hayley, or Marcel with how Klaus was eyeing her.
"So, this is Silas' tomb," Marcel grumbled as they neared the island.
"It's Helheim's gate," Klaus muttered.
Kol just stared at it and sighted, for over a thousand years he had avoided this island on principle, and it was strange to be here. The ravens danced on the winds with the gulls and other birds, the island looked inviting with a heavy forest, but it looked difficult to get closer with how the rocks jutted out of the water.
"I'm going to circle her," Kol stated. "Look for a safe spot to moor Céleste," he stated.
"What do you think is going to be there?" Marcel asked.
"Whatever it is, it will not be friends," Klaus answered.
Kol agreed with his brother on that assessment.
It took them an hour before they ended up on the northwestern portion of the island that Kol found a location he felt comfortable mooring Céleste and going to shore. The alcove was rather sheltered, and the currents weren't likely to untether the Céleste. Once he felt secured, he and Klaus prepped the lifeboat.
"We'll make two trips," Kol said as he looked over the camping gear and food and then at the island. "First trip is supplies, Marcel and you will come with me, I'll come back for the girls."
"Why are we staying!?" Hayley asked.
"Because we don't know what's over there, and the three of us are indestructible, you two aren't," he answered.
"That's not fair!" Davina started.
"It's not about fair, love, it's about tactical advantages," Kol stated calmly. He saw Davina frown but concede as they all eyed the island.
"One of us should stay with the girls," Marcel stated.
"No," he answered. "We're far enough away and the water's cold enough that if there's unfriendlies on the island they aren't going to come swimming out here to greet us," he stated firmly.
"How do you know?" Marcel challenged.
"Experience," he answered. "Best bet is that we go to the island, look for a safe campground, you and Klaus set up a perimeter and I'll collect the girls."
"Why are you collecting them!?" Marcel demanded.
"Because I am the least likely to sink us!" Kol retorted. "I mean unless in the last hundred years you picked up sailing, but if you learned it from Nik, it's best I be doing the sailing."
"I am not that bad!" Klaus bellowed.
"Do not try to defend your skill to me, brother, you got lost crossing the English Channel
"And like you've never gotten lost!"
"I haven't!" Kol stated indignantly. "I paid attention to father's lessons! And you and Finn were too busy arguing to ever learn! And Elijah was over the side of any boat we were on green to the gills! Someone had to learn!"
"He has a point," Davina pointed out.
"Ha!" he cheered as he went about grabbing the camping gear. He had the small dinghy filled safely and lowered, he and Klaus were on it and Klaus caught Marcel before Kol figured out the outboard motor and they were speeding for land. He had the Brotherhood of the Five's sword strapped to his back and a nifty camping axe on his hip with a knife in his boot.
"Just like old times. Don't go bear hunting again, little brother," Klaus teased.
"I'm never going to live that down," he muttered sourly.
"No."
"It was eating my crops," he defended.
"You missed hitting it with the axe."
"I'm aware," he stated with an eye roll as he grabbed up the gear and finished tethering the small dinghy incase the tides changed.
"So, we're going to want the high ground," Marcel stated.
"Yup," Kol sighed. "Start hiking."
The walk was mostly done in silence, an odd comment or two on a spot they would find to rest and whether it was a good campground or not. Klaus was the best at this part of survival, so Kol left it to his brought not to be an ass and to do right. Finally, they came upon an abandoned shack which he looked over.
"There were people here once," Marcel muttered.
"According to the reports I found, they all went stark raving mad and were found drained of blood, they bled themselves dry. This will do, we have a clear line of sight, and it's defendable," Kol muttered as he walked about.
"What do you think is out there?" Klaus asked.
"Silas," Kol answered bluntly.
"Set up the gear, I'll get the girls," he stated as he finished pulling off the pack and walking back.
It took him half the time to follow their scent trail back to the shore and he saw the Céleste where he had left her which was reassuring. What was not reassuring was that the dinghy was untethered and floating in the cove. He knelt down as he inspected the rope and snarled when he saw the clean cut. Scenting the air he smelled a human, but he couldn't figure out where they had gone, coastal winds had washed all but direct scents away.
Getting up he stripped of his coat, unwilling to be weighed down and getting it wet, stored it in between some rocks, then did the same with his boots and shirt, as well as his belt and socks. He kept the sword, axe, and knife on him, he wasn't willing to arm their mysterious host with something that could kill Silas. Wading into the water he started swimming for the dinghy, cursing the cold he couldn't feel and dragging himself into it before starting the engine and heading back towards the Céleste.
Davina and Hayley watched the guys leave and sighed.
"I'd be mad, but their decision wasn't sexist," Hayley muttered. "It's strategic, they are indestructible."
"It's not fair, we're able to take care of ourselves," Davina pouted.
"Yeah, but we're not indestructible, still very human. Come on, we'll go warm up, know how to play gin rummy?"
"No," she answered.
"I have a deck, so I'll teach you," Hayley decided as they went below deck to warm up and wait. Davina had come to the conclusion she, as either her, hated waiting.
Klaus looked around as he finished setting up the defensive positions for the campsite and paused at the unrest and unease he felt about being here.
"This is weird," Marcel muttered.
"I do not like it either," Klaus admitted.
"It feels too quiet," Marcel muttered. "I remember in the trenches it was this kind of quiet before all hell would break loose."
"In my thousand years it is only this quiet before a battle," Klaus agreed as he moved to keep his child shielded.
"What are you thinking?"
"Kol tortured Katerina who admitted to having allies also after Silas, I fear they are here," Klaus admitted.
"What do we do about it?"
"Nothing," he answered honestly. "We wait."
"I don't like waiting."
"I do not like it either," he agreed. "However, the best thing we can do is draw them out which will mean waiting."
"I don't like it," he muttered.
"Well… we could always find them, track them and kill them, but that's always been more of Kol's forte than mine, I prefer my enemies to come to me," Klaus admitted.
"I prefer Kol's approach."
"I would agree but we are at a disadvantage as we are waiting for the return of Kol with the witch and wolf," he stated. "We will wait."
"I got a bad feeling about this. Like that time before them slavers were chasing me," Marcel muttered.
"No one will harm you; they will have to go through me to get to you," Klaus stated levelly. He knew that he and Marcel were not on the best of terms, but he could see how his statement had soothed Marcel. Truthfully, Klaus wouldn't let a soul harm his child, he was not going to let anything happen to Marcel. Just as he would not permit anything to happen to Kol.
"What about the girls?" Marcel asked.
"They will be safe in Kol's care, he is good at protecting what he's come to claim as his," Klaus admitted. Klaus knew his little brother was exceedingly fond of the witch and her wolfy friend, and while Klaus might not be fond of the little witch who had stolen Marcellus from him, Kol would never let harm befall her. If only because Kol found her interesting.
"That's not reassuring," Marcel stated.
"Kol is the worst of the worst, the wildest of us, it should be reassuring when he's decided to protect something," Klaus stated honestly.
"How!?"
"Because he'll go to any lengths to keep it safe," Klaus stated simply. "Kol is the fiercest, most loyal of us when he's given himself over to someone, he was like that a mortal and now as a vampire, he's all or nothing, he would drive us mad with that attitude. It was always all or nothing, and when he's all in, there will be no doubts as to what he can or will do to get the task at hand done. Yes, it might all be fun and games for him most the time, but make no mistake Marcellus, there's no one better to be looking out for the girls at this moment."
Kol made it to the Céleste and started pulling himself up to the deck, he stopped when he spotted blood which had him pulling out the knife as he moved silently around checking for where the girls were. The blood went below deck and he slipped down, dreading what he would find down there.
"It's not that bad," he heard Davina.
"You gashed open your knee!" Hayley retorted.
"It's really not that bad Hayley, it just was bleeding a lot," Davina huffed.
"Davina, it's not supposed to be bleeding!"
"I'm fine," she insisted.
"What's fine?" he asked as he entered the galley, having pocketed the knife.
"Jesus!" Hayley yelped as she spun around to glare at him which had him smiling a bit.
"Sorry love, it was a miserable swim," he admitted as he grabbed a towel and started drying off. "What happened?"
"I slipped," Davina sighed. "Hayley's overreacting."
"I am not!"
"You are too!"
"Davina, do you not see how much blood that scrape was making!?"
"I saw it and I'm telling you, it's not that bad!" Davina argued. Kol walked over as he continued toweling off and peered at the wound.
"It's deep, love," he pointed out.
"It's not that bad," Davina stated.
"What did you hit?" he asked.
"The railing, it was stupid, we were just walking the deck to see if we could see you guys and I slipped," she admitted. He looked over the wound and sighed.
"It's going to make hiking a bitch," he pointed out.
"I know," she winced.
"I could feed you some of my blood," he offered.
"I don't want the headache," she admitted.
"Davina, it's a hell of a hike," he sighed.
"Drink the blood," Hayley ordered.
"Fine!" she rolled her eyes. He chuckled as he broke his skin and offered it to her. She was reluctant but she did wrap her lips over the wound and suck. Kol watched the bloody knee heal up to be nothing but a faint silver line then nothing at all.
"What happened to your clothes?" Davina asked as she wiped her lips.
"Don't ruin the view, Davina!" Hayley teased which had the younger girl blushing scarlet and he chuckled softly.
"We have an unwelcoming host, and I didn't fancy swimming after our dinghy in all my clothes, though now that I'm here I'll be getting changed, wet jeans are horrid," he muttered.
"Wet denim, it's a killer," Hayley teased, and he snorted as he shook his head. Once he was redressed with his spare boots, he walked up to the deck to see the girls up top.
"Set?" he asked.
"I think so," Davina answered with a bright smile.
"We got the knives, supplies, and spare clothes as needed," Hayley answered.
"Wonderful, let's go kill Silas," he said as he leapt down to the dinghy and caught the tossed over packs. Hayley came down first, he caught her with ease and waited for her to settle before he reached up for Davina. The little witch was faster to settle than the wolf who had taken up a seat at the bow. Satisfied the girls weren't going to go flying off he started up the motor and they started for the alcove. Tonight, would be about getting the lay of the land, but tomorrow they would hunt, he knew that, and he could sense Hayley's anticipation for the hunt.
Hayley had never been on a hunt like this before, and something primal in her was aching to be let off leash and to track down the threat and kill it. She could feel it in her blood, something threatened her family and she wanted to eliminate it.
Strange as it was, she had accepted Davina and Marcel as part of her family, and since figuring out Big Davina's relationship with Kol in the future she had even found herself growing exceptionally fond of Kol Mikaelson; especially with how he treated both Davina's as a whole. The rest of the Mikaelsons could go hang, but she would do everything to keep Kol and Marcel alive for Davina's sake.
Something threatened her newfound pack, and she would eliminate the threat.
Kol dragged the dinghy ashore before checking a stash and pulling out his other clothes. "So, our little visitor hasn't been back," he muttered to himself.
"Who?" Davina asked.
"Dunno, I'm assuming our mysterious, unwelcoming host," he answered.
"Davina!" Hayley shouted as she tackled the teen to the ground as an arrow came racing for her head. Kol reacted fast as he was up the towering cliff hunting and Hayley looked over the younger girl.
"I'm fine!" Davian huffed with a groan.
"What the hell was that!?" Hayley barked as Kol appeared.
"Crossbow, trip wire, I think our host is savvier than we thought," he muttered.
Hayley saw the small nylon thread tangled around Davina's feet.
"We're going to have to have more caution," Kol decided. "I'll take lead, Hayley you take rear, Davina stays in the middle," he stated as he stood up. "We're going to move fast and silent, making it to the camp, with any luck we'll regroup with Nik and Marcel before our host catches up with us."
Hayley couldn't argue with his decisions because they made sense as they started moving up out of the alcove.
"So, you invited Damon in!?" Caroline demanded of her as they walked to the house.
"I needed to," Bonnie sighed. "And Kol made me invite him, so I couldn't really deny Kol. But I want to invite someone in who respects the ancestors, and what this means."
"I don't think you should invite Elena," Caroline admitted with a sigh. She knew that Elena was Bonnie's best friend, but Elena having free reign on Davina access would probably be bad for Davina.
"No, I want to invite you!" Bonnie smiled. "I don't think I can invite Elena yet, she's still… she's not in control, and I kind of think Davina would crush her like a bug if she tried anything here and I'd really rather not have that."
"Oh, so I'm…" Caroline started.
"You are the first invite I'm making that I want to make," Bonnie smiled.
"Yay me!" Caroline giggled.
"Caroline Forbes, I invite you in," Bonnie said as they crossed the threshold.
"Come on!" Bonnie dragged her along and Caroline stumbled but kept her footing until they landed in a lab area.
"What's…?" Caroline started.
"I'm making a potion!" Bonnie grinned giddily. "Me, I'm a making a potion, I can feel the nature and the power, and the connection, Caroline!"
"Cool, what are you making?" she asked as she walked over.
"No idea. Davina made it all but she and Kol went to go kill Silas, and I'm in charge of it," she admitted.
"You don't…?" Caroline pointed at it.
"They want to use it on Klaus, I didn't ask a lot of questions," Bonnie confessed.
"Why not!?"
"Because… you know the thing Davina let me tell you?"
"The fact a part of her is from the future and big her and little her seem to be merging quickly over the last week?"
"Yeah, that," Bonnie nodded. "This is for something they want in the future, and she didn't expand on it too much, just that it's important."
"Huh, so you're helping save the future," Caroline concluded. "That's cool!"
"It is cool!" Bonnie confessed.
"But seriously, what's this do?" Caroline asked as she pointed to the brewing potions.
"No idea, honestly, I don't know, but they don't smell foul."
Caroline nodded. They smelled enticing, and pleasant. Like the earth, something spicy and enticing. It smelled good, she wanted to sink her teeth in it.
"Damon insisted it smelled terrible, but I think it smells fine," Bonnie admitted.
"It smells divine," she admitted. Her mouth was watering, she needed to leave, preferably before she did something bad.
"You alright Care?" Bonnie asked.
"I'm good," she lied clenching her thighs together. "It just smells unbelievably good, I should probably leave before I take one."
"Yeah, I just wanted to invite a friend here," Bonnie smiled.
"I'll be happy to visit you in your witch's lair," Caroline promised. Right after she took care of the budding sexual frustration, she thought as she hugged Bonnie and sped away before she lost her control.