Sorry I'm late! It's been a busy day but here it is, enjoy!
Pairings: Kol/Bella, Rebekah/Stefan, Klaus/Hayley, Elijah/Davina, Matt/Caroline, Bonnie/Jeremy, Damon/Elena
Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries or Twilight nor its characters.
3rd (Bella Focused) POV
While the Gameboy had fascinated her for a short while she had quickly grown bored. She tried counting, watching the dust fall, humming, but nothing had worked to keep her sitting and not eavesdropping on the Mikaelson's obvious, private conversation.
Once she had heard something about finding her family tree, she instantly got excited. She knew where one was; they were found in her mothers and grandmothers grimoires. She was about to call out to Kol that she knew where to find it at but her voice wouldn't work. She frowned, contemplating, before dashing off to her cousins - and currently her - house. She noticed that she was moving considerably faster than the usual speed she ran at with cold one venom within her body. it was exhilarating and she quickly got distracted by all the scenery she seemed to be noticing for the first time. After sitting at a river bank for quite some time, watching the fishes, she refocused on her task and continued on with her mission. She flashed into the Gilbert home, grabbing her grandmother's grimoire before heading back to the Mikaelson's Mansion, a proud smirk lighting up her features as she did so.
"Bella! Where have you been? I told you to stay on the couch!" Kol scolded her from the porch, scowling, his eyes showing the genuine worry he held for her - the only reason she bit back her growl. She couldn't help but frown her displeasure at his tone, not being able to reign in all her anger at being spoken to as if she were a child, before lifting the grimoire up in front of herself for the others that had formed around her once Kol had yelled out her name.
"Of course," Kol groaned before explaining to his sibling and a brunette that held hands with Nik; who all looked confused as to how a witch book would help them find Bella's lineage.
"a grimoire usually holds the witches family tree in the front. It's spelled, so, it's never outdated."
Bella nodded her assertion before walking into the Mansion and flopping onto the couch, giggling. It was like a mini roller coaster. She stood back up and did it again and again, ignoring the amused Mikaelsons watching her before Kol stopped her.
"Alright, darling, let's have a look at your lineage, shall we?" Kol flopped down on the couch beside her, Holding out his hand for the book. Pouting, she hands Kol the grimoire before folding her arms in defiance, he was such a debbie-downer. He smirked at her as if he had read her thoughts before opening the grimoire and focusing on the contents of its front page.
"Okay, blah blah blah …. Oh! Here we go; Mary Alice and Helen Claire, mhm." He muttered as he read before rolling his eyes at the page.
"Of course she bloody is." He muttered before he called out Nik's name.
"Meet your, several greats that I don't feel like saying, niece." He smirked before furrowing his eyebrows.
"Silas's kin as well it would seem." He lifted his head from the book to stare at Bella in confoundment.
"She's a descendant of the world's first immortal and a descendant of Nick's father's pack?" Rebekah asked in exasperation.
"Of course she bloody is." She muttered before glaring at Kol, daring him to comment on their identical choice of words. He merely smirked with his hands raised in mock innocence as he opened his mouth to speak - clear defiance & mischief sparkling in his eyes - before Bella's scream cut him off from the cheeky thing he had planned to say. Her back was arched off the couch, eyes scrunched in pain and mouth open in a silent scream after her voice had gone out. She stayed in that position for a while, no one could really tell you exactly how long but it had felt like years, agonizingly slow years while the Mikaelsons watched frozenly - helplessly - before she had slumped back down into the couch, unconscious. They stared for a while, stunned before Nik sprung to action; checking her pulse for a sign of life before watching the cold one venom ooze out of her facial openings in pensiveness.
"Turn her on her side, Niklaus." Elijah demanded and Niklaus - far too overwhelmed with the events of finding out that this hybrid was his niece, as well as the fact that she was even a hybrid in the first place - couldn't even growl, much less argue.
"Her wolf is forcing the cold one venom out." Hayley muttered, her arms folded and brows furrowed. "She's injected too much for her body to be able to force out; her wolf won't survive with the cold one venom in her system. She'll die if we don't do something."
"What can we do?" Rebekah asked with a frown.
"A witch could help Bella's body force the venom out but she'd have to be a powerful witch." Kol said with a frown not taking his gaze away from Bella's still form.
"What powerful witch do we have on our side? Kol and Nik made sure we burned all bridges with any of the witches that could actually stand to be in the presence of the 'creatures that upset the balance of nature'" Rebekah mocked with a smirk but there was a genuine worry in her eyes that made Kol crack a very, very small smile.
"I may have a witch." Elijah said slowly.