The Chosen

Rise

"Sire" Shivra greeted through hallow breath. Elrohir stood at the sight of his soldier. The white haired man looked as if he could barely stand. "We found her, but the others, they're dead" Shivra said, his voice weak.

"How did you escape?" Elrohir asked, his voice low as he looked at the man. There was dried blood on his hands, wether they were from him or his comrades, he had no idea.

"They left me there, the girl, she used a blinding light, when it died down she was unconscious and they left with her, everyone else disappeared, Mave, Udo, everyone is simply, gone" Shivra told him, his eyes showing how lost and confused the young soldier was. Elrohir looked at him and nodded.

"If she unlocked her Fae side she's dead already" Freya commented, walking in from the adjoining room. She looked as if she had all the time and no worries in the world. He knew better.

"How do you know?" Elrohir asked her, his voice a low growl as he looked at the sorceress. Freya shrugged making a deep anger run through his veins. Was this a joke to her?

"Because, she may be a hybrid but she was born with a mortal human body, a body that wouldn't be able to take our kind of magic" Freya said, a smirk forming on her lips. An evil thought running through her mind. "There shall be no more obstacles" she told him gleefully.

Elrohir nodded as he took in the woman's words. No more obstacles? Could the witch truly be dead. After all this work? The thing to kill her was her own power. It was almost anticlimactic. With a nod he looked at the young soldier before him.

"Go, tend to your wounds, tonight we feast" he told the man. Shivra nodded, moving to go towards the door. He had questions. So many questions. Who was that girl? Why did they attack her father? What did the sorceress mean by hybrid? Was she part Fae? Why did the girls leave him alive? He would not have done the same. So why did they?

"Now, we can transport the monsters back, and resume our research" Freya said, a smirk on her face as she moved next to Elrohir. She placed a hand in his hair and smiled softly.

"Something doesn't seem right" Elrohir muttered, watching as Freya shook her head. The woman moved to stand between his legs, her green eyes wide as she looked up at him, a small smile on her face.

"You needn't worry any long My Lord, please, you can rest now" she told him, hoping that he would listen, for once. Unfortunately the shake of his head told her he wouldn't.

"Even if she is dead, we still have much to do"
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"So I was dead?" Bonnie asked, her eyes switching from Callon to Klaus, who hadnt left her side. The others had been staying close as well, especially the Mikaelsons, but Klaus has had a hand on her at all times.

"Almost, your body couldn't handle the power of your Fae form, you are stronger than any Fae I've ever known" Callon said softly, poking at the fire. Lucy sat beside him on a log, warming her hands on the open flame. She'd barely taken her eyes off Bonnie since seeing her horns and wings.

If they were both part Fae, would Lucy be able to grow them as well. Would she survive? Different questions on the matter bounced through her head. The only things she was certain of was how happy she was that Bonnie was okay. That, and seeing that this land, was one of the most beautiful places she'd ever seen. Even her heart felt at ease here.

"Lucy" Callon said grabbing the brunette's attention. Lucy noticed the concern in his eyes and attempted to give him her best smile. "Are you alright?" He asked, letting her know that the smile wasn't fooling him. Shaking her head softly, she smiled, shrugging a shoulder.