A gory work of art is how Klaus would've described it
Davina wasn't the only witch present during the ritual but rather more than one coven ,
And Marcel's laymen
None the less the more the merrier
Klaus and what remained of his hybrids tore their way through bodies like it's nothing
Decapitated heads were scattered everywhere,
And the graveyard smelled of dispersed intestines and every other organ
Hayley,...
Well Hayley just went through her first kill
She could never forget the feeling of slicing open Davina's throat before she can target Klaus
Or Marcel's anguished screams at the sight
He had confided in her, he had told her Davina was like the daughter he never had
She knew just how much he loved the teenage witch
She was only sixteen and she killed her
For him,
He was still shedding blood
Like an almighty deity of warfare
It was a wholesale fucking slaughter and inside her there was a far more ferocious war
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"You dare comeback after selling me down the river?"
He finally put the liquor bottle down and she stood her ground
"Does it matter? I still came back"
He laughed and for once he hasn't bothered to hide the harrow in his voice
"Do you know what was most nefarious about this entire debacle Hayley?"
Their eyes lock
"I actually loved you"
She swallows and he finally stands up and moves closer to her
"Like a nitwit i believed you'd be by my side when I'm at the helm"
His hand grabbed the back of her head but she never once averted her gaze
"Why"
The, quintessential question
Why did she double cross him in such a grim manner
"You were to be a queen, we were meant to be sovereigns , what did you foul this up for? What did Marcellus offer you?"
"Freedom"
She spat the word heedlessly
His grip loosened up
"You were never my prisoner"
At that she laughed , and he let go of her
"Yes i was, in every sense,
I was the prisoner but you were the culprit, i paid the price of your bitterness and your despisal for yourself and everything that made you who you are,
You only loved me because i was the only one to put up with your shit when not even your family did"
She poured her heart out and he just... grinned
"You think you have me all figured out Hayley?"
His hand played with her brown curls as he spoke
"I could kill you right this moment and not think twice about it"
Fibs,and funny enough even he knows it
"So why don't you get it over with?"
He clenched his jaw,
"Perhaps i should"
She looked away, blinking back tears
"I don't care if you kill me or let me go,either way I wanted to warn you about what he's been up to"
"And why would you do so now?"
She finally gathered the strength to look him in the eye
" Because i love you nik, i don't think i can make it out without you"
The way in which she can disarm him with one look makes him hate himself
He fights the urge to pull her in for a kiss with every fiber of his wretched being
But it's a forlorn hope
So he delights in her cherry flavored lips , it's all it takes to tame his rage ,
The kiss was every bit agressive but desperate
They were both in fanatical need of Love and acceptance,
Of never being abandoned
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Blood and gore and a horn of slaughter
She was always doomed to stay a victim,
She stays one because it's ingrained in her or mayhaps it's that she gets a kick out of it
Maybe even both,
When all is said and done They're both drenched in blood
Their lips coalesce in a crimson kiss
He whispers in her ear
"Time to hail down a new decree"
And she leers
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العاطفيةShe craved every segment of him including all the ugly parts Actually... Especially the ugly parts
