3rd POV:

Lucy and Rebekah can be seen going through Klaus's painting and belongings that were in his sort of gallery room. As Lucy is off to the side going through his bookshelf, Rebekah can be seen picking up and staring at one of Niks drawings. Her lip starts to quiver as her eyes begin filling with tears. Before she throws the drawing away and swipes everything off the desk prompting Lucy to look up from the book and send her a sympathetic look. "You should know better than to sneak up on a lady." Rebekah says as Damon appears walking into the room. "Good advice. Have you seen one?" Damon retorts. "You know it really is tragic about what happened to Elena." Lucy speaks up quick to defend her friend. "Not to make a gray cloud grayer, but does she even have car insurance?" She continues causing Rebekah's solemn face pull up into a small smile. "Hello again, witchy." Damon says sarcastically before lunging at Rebekah pulling out the White Oak stake. Rebekah grabs Damon by the throat before slamming him into some boxes. Lucy summons the stake into her hand but before anything could happen gunshots ring throughout the room. Hitting Rebekah in the back and a stray one hitting Lucy in the heart killing her temporarily. Rebekah swiftly turns around to see Lucy drop dead before receiving an arrow to the heart temporarily killing her as well.

Mischief and Ivar are at the grill drinking and catching up over the last 100 years. They decide to get a different kind of drink before compelling two girls to come with them to the alley so they can drain them. Just as they walk out bullet come flying at them causing Mischief to shield Ivar knowing he can die. "Run, get to the house. Find Lucy. Rescue us." Mischief instructs. "Bu-" "Go now" He compels. As Ivar speeds off Mischief turns around before activating his vampire face. "Now, how many can I kill before you subdue me." He says before rushing forward.

Rebekah can be seen walking up from what seems to be the inside of a police van. As she tries to free herself she hears a voice to her right. "Vervain ropes. Looks like Alaric outed us all to the council." Caroline says. Catching Rebekah's attention. "The council? What exactly do they think they can do to me?" Rebekah questions before a screeching can be heard. Suddenly the car jerks before flipping and rolling. "What the hell happened?" Rebekah asks trying to regain her breath. All of a sudden the doors to the van get wretched open. Rebekah silently hopes its Mischief but her hope is squashed as Tyler steps into the van. "Tyler?" Caroline gasps. "I'm harder to kill than you think." He says before yanking the ropes off of Caroline. "Your alive?" Caroline asks still in disbelief. "How are you alive?" Caroline starts to sob. "No time. Come on, we gotta go." He says before helping her up and walking out the van. "Wait. What about me?" Rebekah asks in disbelief causing Tyler to kneel down and speak to her in a low voice. "Keep them busy, little sister." Tyler (or should I say Klaus) says. "No. Thats not possible." Rebekah gasps before once again struggling against the binds. Before ultimately giving up.

Rebekah, Stefan and Elena can be seen sitting in separate cells. "I thought I killed you." Rebekah says as Elena starts to wake up. "Where am I?" Elena questions ignoring what Rebekah said. "They thought you were a vampire so they stuck you in here with us." Rebekah responds. "Wheres Stefan?" Elena asks. "Elena, I'm right here. Are you okay?" Stefan replies voice raspy and shaky. "Stefan-, I didn't feed." Elena confesses. "Ahh. I see whats going on here. You died with vampire blood in your system and you didn't feed. And now you're locked up in here without a drop of human blood in sight. That is a problem." Rebekah states, taunting the two. "Just ignore her." Stefan says. "Has anyone done the math or shall I? Id say you've got less than 3 hours before I get to watch you die all over again. My day just got a whole lot better."

After around 30 minutes of just sitting her everyone perks up at the sound of maniacal laughter coming closer to where they are. The door suddenly swing open as we see two guards dragging A blood soaked Mischief by his arms as he laughs like a madman. As they throw him in a cell and close the door he speeds to the bars looking at the guards with wide and crazed eyes. "It took 30 men to contain me. You even had to call back up. 30 men called 2 survived how pathetic. Believe me when I get out of here, You will be the first to die!!!" Mischief shouts before laughing again. Stefan and Elena look at the man almost fearfully as Rebekah just smirks at her mans. "I see you had fun aye?" Rebekah asks. "Ooh, Hi beks." Mischief? Asks. "Hiya love. Can you do me a favour and bring Mischief back please?" Rebekah asks. "Sure thing Beks, Ive had my fun." Mischief states before dropping to the ground. "What the hell was that?" Elena questions still wide eyed and slightly shaken up. "Ugh, that was 'Stiles'" Mischief says as he gets up before leaning against the wall closest to Rebekah's cage. "I forgot to mention to you guys probably because I dont like you but I have a slight case of split personality disorder. I have it completely under control but 'Stiles' is who I become when I completely let loose, essentially I become a crazed psychopath who only listens to Rebekah, Lucy and Ivan." Mischief state closing my eyes to try and relax my head. "Ivan?" Stefan asks. "Ye he's my other best friends and only vampire in my sire line. He's here right now probably with Lucy and Salvatore senior trying to find a way to free us." Mischief says causing Elena to perk up at the mention of the Older Salvatore. 'Poor Stefan' Mischief thinks to himself.

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