The soul leaves an imprint when it leaves the body of that person's last moments.

I could feel those imprints, their emotions, What they were thinking. They all whispered at me as I walked past.

The more traumatic the death the worse the imprint is. 

I wrap my arms around myself and try and block out the imprints as they each went into the crypt one at a time to say their piece to their father.

Nik was last as he wanted to be the one to kill him.

We all waited patiently until I heard a loud crash and yelling from inside.

I thought it was just Nik screaming and getting emotional before I heard the word "boy" out of Mikael then I was up on my feet running to the tomb.


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As Klaus entered the crypt he felt equal measure fear and anger, this was the man that hunted him, he was Klaus's boogie man and he would finally die today.

But this man was also once a father to Nik even if it was a horrendous one it still left Niklaus with certain sentimental attachments.

As Klaus saw Mikael chained up and vulnerable he thought that this couldn't be how he died, no he would stare at him in the eyes.

He pricked his finger and let a few drops fall onto Mikael's mouth to wake him up but not give him his strength back.

He saw as Mikael cracked his eyes opened and they narrowed in anger. 


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Mikeal had heard his children but had been unable to move.

He was forced to listen as they blabbered about his supposed sins. 

All they showed him was their own weakness, He had taught them better.

He had wanted to teach them all a lesson but he wanted to kill the scurge in front of him even more.

The living representation of everything he had lost, of all of his pain.

He needed to wipe the bastard from the face of the earth.


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Klaus looked at him with anger and resentment "hello Mikael. I wanted you to see my face as your last, to know that I bested you after all your efforts to kill me" he said arrogantly.

"You have not done a thing, Boy" Mikael ground out before breaking the chains and pouncing on who he saw as an abomination with rage burning in his eyes.

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I slammed open the doors to see Mikael on top of Niklaus who had a slowly healing bite wound on his arm but was still using it to keep Mikeal away from him with all of his strength.

Mikael had the white oak stake halfway into Nik's chest already and I let out a blood-curdling scream before swinging my hand out in front of me and making a fist.

Mikael was immediately thrown back and held against the wall with the force of my raw magic.

I didn't use a spell my magic just worked from my intention, The stronger the intention the more accurate and precise the magic is to your wants, and protecting my mate must have been very powerful for my magic to react like that.

I rushed to Nik who was groaning and ripped the stake from his chest and throwing it onto the ground.

I used my magic to find any splinters and pulled them out making them float in mid-air while Nik continued to groan as his wounds healed.

I turned back to Mikael to see Elijah and Kol holding him against the wall and Rebekah and Finn standing guard to make sure he wouldn't go anywhere.

I checked on Nik to see he was fine and healing.

Once I saw he was fine, I stood up slowly with murder and bloodlust in my eyes. 

This wasn't like with the wolves or with Jon, those times I had been either angry or protecting Care but now this man had hurt my mate. There would be no mercy for him.

I stood up with my finger twirling mid-air controlling the splinters of white oak circling in the air above my hand.

"That wasn't very smart Mikael. You hurt my mate, there will be no other side for you" I say scarily calm with a tilt of my head as I take a threatening step towards him.

His glare turned darker when I said Klaus was my mate "you do not have the power to kill me witch" he spat out.

I smirked at him "oh I have the power to kill the entire universe but that is neither here nor there. You are the worst type of man, you abuse and take and then blame the ones you abuse and take from. You have a special place in hell Mikael, I set it up just for you" I say, sending him a sickly sweet smile that I could see sent fear through him. He didn't show it much but I could see it in his eyes.

"Who are you to judge me witch? You are mated to the scum you are just as bad as him" he said trying to get under my skin but he only made me laugh and smirk at him with bitter amusement and rage.

"I am mated to all of your son's Mikael. Now, I'm done talking" I said sarcastically before flicking my fingers towards him sending the splinters straight into his eyes.

He screamed from the pain making me smirk before turning back to Nik who was looking at me in apprehension, respect and awe.

I handed him the white oak and motioned to a screaming Mikael.

Nik walked up to him with resolution in his eyes.

He stared at the screaming form of his abuser with satisfaction before shoving the stake into his heart and watching him burn.

And with that Mikael the destroyer is dead

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And with that Mikael the destroyer is dead.

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If you can't tell by now this book will be violent lol. Mostly to the people who deserved it tho. Hope you guys liked it. This might be my only chapter for the day idk yet. Happy reading

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