Consumed; ʜᴀʏʟᴇʏ. ᴍ

3.8

Mazeki's Phone, Morning

BECKONING for Help, as you watch those you Love suffer, may be one of the hardest things people must do. Love is painful, and Vulnerable, and to see it flourish you must know when to admit there is nothing more you can do.

UNKNOW ID
Mazeki?
Hello?
Super scary Magic Vampy Original?
Forget that message.
Super pretty Original Sister!
:D

M&M
Joshua.
It's called a heretic. Or a half breed at the very least.
May I help you?

[Contact Name changed To 'Young Josh']

YOUNG JOSH
Yeah
Im Worried about Davina. Have you talked to her?

M&M
I called her last night to see if she made it home safely.
Why?
What's happened?

YOUNG JOSH
She was acting all Cryptic and weird when we saw each other today.
She was telling me to get outta town and that there was something bigger then Klaus to be worried about.
You think she's ok?

M&M
I'll speak to her when I have the chance.
Thank you for your concerns Joshua.

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Witches Lycée, Mid Morning

DYING was one of the greatest portrayals of Love in history, both in family and in marriage you would find Death in the Room. It's what made Love so beautiful- The sharp Edge.

"Dove, are you alright?" Mazeki wondered, eyeing the Teen who stood rigidly a few feet from her. The teens dark eyes were foggy with despair, completely trapped within the feeling of Lost as She Watched Mikael.

The Ghost of Mazeki's past walked a predatory circle around her, his dangerous gaze watching her every little breath or move."After nearly six hundred years, she still looks just as hellbent on her destruction as the day she were born." He grunted, the Once Viking spat to the Previous Harvest witch.

Davina looked down guiltily, she knew she should say something. But she couldn't, she couldn't get passed the part of her that felt it wasn't real, that Mazeki would be angry at her lying. She couldn't lose Mazeki, it would hurt to much. Like losing a piece of her heart she was dependent on.

"Davina?" The Blonde Mikaelson woman whispered, moving closer to gently move some of the girls fallen hair out of her face. Behind the curtains of her hair laid stagnant tears in her eyes as she fearfully met The Heretics gaze. Shutting her eyes forcefully, the teenager bulldozed right into the Woman grip, burying her head tightly in her neck. Mazeki Frowned, her arms immediately enveloping the small girl."It's alright, I've got you."

"It's not over. It'll never be over." The Dark haired Teen whispered brokenly into the Blonde hair, gently shaking her head against Mazeki's neck."Someone new to fight someone, new to conquer, it's all an on going game."

"I'll never let a thing happen to you. Never." The woman whispered, tightening her grip on the distraught Teenager that could do nothing but hold onto the woman for dear. Davina was like her child, and not a thing would separate her from the girl.