An Original Awakening

Chapter 10: Our Hope

It's almost too much for the imagination to handle when you're standing over your friends and enemies as nothing more than a ghost, walking over their graves, haunting them without their knowledge of your presence. But the saddest part of all, wandering the plain of existence alone, only I am not alone, I have the daughter of Klaus Mikaelson in my arms, however she got here is a mystery to me, but if my hunch is correct, Valerie might actually be a friend amongst the enemies who have waltzed their way into Mystic Falls to take over and claim it as their new home. Not like they haven't already. For now following them might be my best option, so I crawled my way into the boot of one of their cars - of course they can't see me; except for Valerie, of course - having to look at Stefan's lifeless, dessicated body and the blanket concealing my own sleeping, alas soulless shell of a body, the least Stefan and Valerie could have done was leave me to rest inside that coffin they put me in after Kai put me to sleep. I don't know what Lilly and her pets want with me, but for some reason they haven't killed me yet, must be a good sign. However, in my experience since the Salvatore brothers came into my life, there are a lot of worse things than death.                                                                                                                   "So, we bring the girl and your son back to our abode, then what?"  one of Lilly's heretics asked her from the front of the car.                                                                                                                                              Lilly's driving needs a little improvement, but she's on a clear road, no need for complaints.            "I want to see inside her mind, Malcolm, that's where the rest of you come in, too bad Oscar's not here with us, if he were we'd have some extra magic, but something tells me that Damon and the Bennett witch had a bicker with him, which is why we now have two of their companions hostage. If my eldest son is smart as the saying with age there comes wisdom has any truth to it, perhaps he'll forsake that reckless part of himself that he prides." Lilly sounds like she's had this all planned out.                                                                                                                                  Hope cries a little, her head rests on my shoulder, she seems to like it. If I'm lucky, they don't know I'm not inside my body right now, but there's nothing I can do to stop them. If only I could be seen.                                                                                                                                                                                        Hold that thought, I seem to be disappearing, but why, in fact, I'm turning into a cloud along with Hope, must be like a ghost-travel, perhaps we're being spirited away to someplace; no, I've seen a lot of magic for as long as I can remember, a witch is summoning us somewhere, but who, Bonnie can't be using her magic right now, not when she was siphoned by that Heretic Oscar. I don't know where I'm going, but something tells me it'll be better than having to ride around in the back of this car. Except, I already am.                                                                                                "I'll find a way to help you, Stefan, I promise." I tell his body as I fade from the back of the car. 

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"So suddenly, I think vampire progenies are becoming a nuisance, I don't know why I turned so many." Rebekah mocked at the frailty of Enzo's vampire body.                                                                        Matt came up from behind her, carrying with him Enzo's daylight ring, the sun was at its peak, just a little push from behind a grey cloud and the light of its rays would be beaming down upon the vulnerable layers of his skin until he was burnt to a crisp.                                                                            "It seems that I have a knack for irritating blondes. You're certainly more vicious than the other one. You her sister?"  Enzo remarked at Rebekah's posture.                                                                               Rebekah bent herself down to meet eye-to-eye with Enzo, her eyes were dazzling, compulsion was inevitable, thought Enzo, but Rebekah wasn't going that far just yet.                                                   "Caroline and I are merely acquaintances, she kind of hates me, but I've never held a grudge against her, except for the part where my brother keeps gallivanting after her and wasting his time, talents and money to spoil her rotten like she's the Queen of England. But let's talk more about you, shall we?" Rebekah said as she groped his chin and began her compulsion.                      Enzo braced himself for the inevitable spilling of his secrets.                                                                             "Where are your friends, what do they want, and more importantly, what have they done to my niece?" Rebekah gazed at him with eyes of the devil.                                                                                             Enzo chuckled at her in the state of a victory.                                                                                                            "Sorry blondie, I don't speak compulsion, try me again in twenty-four hours, say tomorrow."            Rebekah paced herself back in a state of defeat. Matt threw Enzo his ring back in time for the blaze of the suns golden ember as it shone upon the three of them.                                                            "He's on vervain. We're not gonna get anything out of him just now." Matt realised.                                Rebekah let Enzo stand, but kept him at bay with his left arm trapped behind his back in her two small, but immensely strong hands.                                                                                                                     "If I have to do this the hard way, so be it. I love a good game."                                                                        Enzo smirked, crinkled his nose to Matt's dismay, Rebekah quickly unlinked the bones in his neck, he fainted just as she instantly flashed her presence back to her car and laid his unconscious body flat on the back seats. Matt approached her with his phone in hand, the buzzing numbed his hands and buzzed like a thousand bees inside Rebekah's head, she forgot about the last-century haircut vampire lounging around practically dead in her car and came to the realisation that nothing was going as it should be. Her eyes took notice of the name of the caller on the other end; it was Damon.                                                                                                                         "Hmm. Always calling at most awkward times. Tell me Stefan's gotten him in better shape, and by shape I mean his behaviour." Rebekah sarcastically remarked.                                                                 "Since when has Damon been known for his reputation to play the good boy?"                                      Matt answered, Rebekah's vampire-hearing kept her on top of what the Bourbon-obsessed Salvatore brother was nattering about on the other line. Hope's name made her heart skip a beat, her own niece in danger, her world was shaken, enemies were the only daily recurring nightmare for the Mikaelson's, the very name only brought about a thousand grim reapers, all of which had been silenced or repelled by the five Original vampires; only three of which remained. What sort of danger had her family gotten into now, she wondered.                                                             "What did you just say?" Matt asked Damon, although he was not the only one who'd heard him.   Rebekah had grown impatient, she snatched the phone from Damon and like a banshee, wailed across to him.                                                                                                                                                            "Where is Elena?!"