"How can I feel this way about a person who is everything I was never meant to find?" Eleanor Summers was an undeniable force. As warm as the sun and as caring as the comfort of a cool wind on a hot summer day. She was the living embodiment of light. The type of light that others wanted to be in and repelled those that were not of the light. Kol Mikaelson was a name the caused fear to grip the hearts of others. He was as cold as stone and a heart as black as death itself. For he was the grim reaper who would come with a smile filled with no warmth. He lived and breathed for his own needs, ignoring humanity as nothing but an inconvenience. And yet, on the day the veil was down. The day he was able to come back and cause a little hell for whatever time he had left. He instead found heaven in warm hazel eyes of Eleanor. A day where he felt the most human in a millennia.