-A month later-
Morrigan was confused, for the past month her mother had been acting oddly, at first she had thought it was due to her and Freya's celebration, at two they had their naming ceremony and now at five, they had a celebration to mark them living past infancy.
It had been a wonderful celebration, there were bonfires and a feast that lasted all night long, Morrigan had felt like a Queen, she had received a lot of gifts as had Freya. From Elijah they had gotten sloppy kisses, from Finn he had picked them wildflowers, their mother had gifted them with amulets for their magic and Father had given them daggers.
Mother had started acting odd by getting upset when Father had left for a raid, which was unusual, usually, Mother was very relieved when Father left.
She had been pushing them to do more with their magic to show her just how strong they could be, They had both thrived as their magic flowed easily, Morrigan was perhaps slightly more powerful and intricate with her magic but Freya enjoyed making her creations brighter and more alluring, both girls liked to be creative and think of fun ways to use their magic and with the reserves they had magic wasn't difficult.
Their mother was a mighty witch, despite rarely practising, so they worked hard to make her proud, but it was difficult to do so. Mother didn't allow for mistakes and her tongue was harsh when they made mistakes, recently the pressure had become greater as if there was a test coming up or something. Morrigan didn't know but she and Freya were dutiful daughters and so would obey. Even if her fingers hurt and her head ached by the end of the day...
The only reason mother had even started to dip back into magic was that firstborn daughters were always powerful and Papa had wanted to nurture their gift despite being out of practice, Mother was easily able to show them how to start and leave them both in awe of what she was capable of.
"Mama are you okay?" Morrigan asked tentatively, all morning Mother had been pacing back and forth, she had left the chores so Morrigan and Freya took it upon themselves to do the morning chores, wake and dress their siblings and make breakfast.
After a breakfast of porridge and berries, Morrigan had fed Finn, who was thankfully a neat eater whereas Freya had drawn the short straw and got landed with Elijah, whose face was currently covered with porridge and tinted red from the berries, his oak brown eyes shining with mirth. Giggling merrily at his indulgent older sisters.
"We're going to have a visitor today girls, they are like us and will be evaluating just how strong you are" Mother explained, her eyes were filled with emotion and her grip was tight on the pot she had been cleaning. Mother had been cleaning it for the past half an hour, Morrigan kept quiet because Mother had already snapped at them several times.
"Are they important?" Morrigan asked, did Wix have Kings and Queens?
"Yes" Mother breathed out
"Mama, do I get to show my magic?" Finn asked his face scrunched in worry, while he had shown capabilities with magic, the most he could do at the minute was to cause the petal of a flower to open and close.
"No son, just the girls I'll need you to watch over Elijah in the bedroom" Esther ordered Finn nodded his head obediently before moving over to grab Elijah and going into the other room, the Mikaelson's had one of the largest homes and even boasted a separate room.
Freya and Morrigan traded nervous looks, their hands entwined for comfort, mirror images but for Freya's golden hair versus Morrigan's honey-coloured hair. They waited in silence watching their mother as she prepped for their visitor, she made some tea and placed three cups to the side.
There was a knock at the door.
Mother's head jerked up and her face seemed to pale, taking a moment to breathe before she moved over to the door and opened it.
"Dahlia" Esther greeted; her body was tense but her face serene but her sister knew her, better than anyone else in this world.
"Esther, five years to the day" the woman replied, she was cloaked darkly with a hood pulled over her face, shapeless and Morrigan shivered, Esther moved out of the way and allowed the woman into their home.
"I remember the terms" Esther spoke
"Twins? My, my, the spell really paid off for you didn't it?" the woman said reaching up and pushing the hood off, she was a beautiful woman, tall with deep brown hair and brown eyes, but her eyes were cold and calculating. Morrigan did not like this woman at all, she hoped Father would come home soon.
"I've had four so far" Esther replied moving to sit at the table like Dahlia
"Isn't that good after Mikael threatened to divorce you, you just happen to provide four children for him, after all, a divorced woman with no way to care for herself? The shame. It would have made betraying me all the more ironic" Dahlia taunted her sister, her eyes flashing with satisfaction as Esther winced at the jab at old wounds between them.
"You know I'm grateful, and it's not like I had much choice" Esther said she reached out towards the woman, but she moved her hand at the last second.
"Well let's see what they can do" Dahlia ordered, her eyes sharp on Morrigan and her sister, an old pain flashing through her eyes, seeing how the twins clutched to one another.
So for the next hour that's what Freya and Morrigan did, they levitated, set fire to candles, brought forth winds, played with water in bowls and caused flowers to sprout, both had shown talent with ancestral, connective, spirit and traditional magic, they could both heal and shown an aptitude for offensive and defensive, along with potions and herbs.
Freya had shown more aptitude for hoodoo, metamorphosis and something Dahlia had called voodoo
Morrigan, however, was better for Elemental, Mind and divination magic.
After the gruelling test, Morrigan sat back on her chair, her hair was sticking to her sweaty face, and Freya was panting lightly next to her, they had both suffered a nosebleed and Dahlia had finally called them off.
"They're both rather impressive" Dahlia mused quietly watching them with hooded eyes that seemed hungry, she had poked and prodded at them like pieces of meat.
"The agreement was one child for you" Esther snapped, her brown eyes flaring.
"Unless there's something else you would like sister? You're starting to look rather worn after four children, I can fix that" Dahlia grinned predatorily.
"No" her mother's voice was firm
"Hmm, very well..." she handed over a small crystal ball and ordered them both to hold it, when Morrigan had held it, it shined like the northern lights, then a cold winter forest, the night sky filled with stars and a warm bonfire.
When Freya held it, it was a babbling book and then a cave, a dark night and blood-red flowers opening.
The two shared uncomfortable looks, unsure as to what was going on and not liking it one bit.
"Freya, I'll take Freya" Dahlia declared greedily.
Freya was a beautiful girl and she was sure it would ensure more children later on, she had slightly outperformed her sister in certain aspects and what that crystal had shown, she could practically taste the power rolling of both of them, shame her sister wasn't open to another deal.
"What do you mean to take?" Esther asked "I thought you would stay and teach her...I had hoped we could reconnect"
Dahlia sneered at her sister
"I have no desire to remain near that brutish imbecilic Viking you've married I will be taking Freya with me"
Morrigan frowned heavily at this, where was Freya going? Why was she going? She didn't understand. Morrigan took her sister's hand shuffling closer to her protectively.
"No, you cannot take my daughter away from me" Esther hissed her fists clenched, standing abruptly Dahlia's eyes flashed with anger and she flicked her wrist pushing her sister back into her chair
"Don't you dare threaten me, sister, if you don't allow me to take Freya peacefully, I will take all of your children" She threatened she reached out and snatched Freya's hand who cried out in pain, Morrigan scowled and lunged after her sister digging her heels in.
"Leave my sister alone or else" she yelled her eyes flashing as she tried to do something with her magic, but she was exhausted, Dahlia laughed and Morrigan was shoved backwards, slamming into a table leg.
"you have spunk little Queen, shame we could have had fun" She started to drag Freya towards the door who was struggling and reaching out for her twin and mother.
Morrigan stepped forward her hands clenched into fists "My Father will find you!"
Dahlia grinned "One could hope" With her free hand she pressed her palm against Freya's forehead who was sobbing and trying to twist her way to freedom. A moment later, Freya was slumped over, unconscious.
"Dahlia I swear, I will have revenge, I will defeat you one day even if it takes a thousand years" Esther yelled squirming against the invisible bonds holding her to her chair.
"Sister, you're barely capable of holding a flame, it's a shock you managed to teach them as much as you have, and I have always been more powerful than you and we both know that you're an oath breaker" Dahlia had the final word as she suddenly twisted her cloak flaring up in an invisible wind when Morrigan opened her eyes again her blurry eyesight found her sister and the woman was gone.
Mother was finally free and she came hurrying over to her daughter, checking her head wound.
"Don't worry, Mother, Papa will find them and he'll kill that witch and bring Freya back home where she belongs" Morrigan confidently reassured her mother "We can send him a message! I'm sure we can track Frey, you said there were tracking spells!"
"Oh, Morrigan" Mother breathed out staring down at her daughter's hopeful green eyes "I can't allow that"
Before Morrigan could protest, Mother was bringing a drink to her mouth and forcing her to drink, when she awoke a day later she was informed by her tearful Mother that a sickness had spread through the village and it had taken Freya and almost Morrigan as well.
Papa had come home expecting to see his two beautiful daughters only to be met with a broken family, a weak Morrigan who clung to him weakly, her eyes red-rimmed and a daughter who had been stolen by the plague.
A/N
Still don't own the vampire diaries, and this chapter seems really rather weak to me, when I looked it up I couldn't find how the whole 'taking Freya' went down. I hope you enjoyed it
Edited: 21/09/2023
Don't expect the grammar, punctuation etc to be perfect :P