- Vikings? I repeat, arcing my eyebrows surprised.
- This name here, I translated it and it reads... Niklaus, I stare at the teacher few seconds until realising who it is.
- Klaus, I whisper, my eyes wide of surprise.
- And Elijah... and Rebekah, continues showing me, Alaric, the names on the wall.
Rebekah's P.O.V.
Flashback to the 900's in the cave
- Rebekah, let me have at it! I hear my brother telling me as he is holding a burning wooden torch. I am standing up in front of a rocky wall, inside a cave, using a knife to carve my name in Runic. I always wanted to do it and beside, father or mother won't know about it.
- Quiet, Niklaus! I am to have more concentration if I am not to slice off a finger, I reply to my brother, trying not to lose my concentrating.
- Father will not like you handling the blade, I stop and turn around to look at my brother behind me with an annoyed look.
- If I want to wield a blade, I shall wield a blade! Father need not know, I answer, tired of people, of men always telling me or women what to do. I am doing something that nobody needs to know except my brother, so let's do it.
- He will find out. He always does, states, Niklaus. I sigh and turn around to walk to stand right in front of him.
- That is because you always tell him, I respond, even more annoyed than earlier. Niklaus looks down, knowing I tell true.
- I cannot help it... he frightens me.
- He frightens us all, I answer, faintly smiling to my brother. That is why we stick together as one, always and forever. Right, traitor? I ask, smiling at him. Niklaus looks back up, his lips curving into a smile as well.
- Right.
- Here, I hold the knife up to him. You finish it. I am to help mother with the meal.
- Yes, go tend to dinner, and leave the blades to the men, little sister, jokes, Niklaus as he walks to the wall where I wrote my name. Niklaus turns around and lifts his hand up for me to give him the knife. I smile and retort by slamming the knife blade-side down into his palm, slicing it open. Agh, Bekah! winces, Niklaus, frowning hurt.
- It's just a little blood. Be a man about it, I tell him before turning around and leave to let him finish this alone.
End of the flashback
Elena's P.O.V.
- These are the names of the Original Family? I ask, staring at the names over and over.
- Carved into a cave that's been here since way before the founding of Mystic Falls. Or even the entire New World, for that matter, answers, Alaric, looking at me and shaking his head.
- Okay, this has gotta be one of Klaus's fakes, I respond, shaking my head as well, not knowing what to believe anymore.
- That's what I said, replies, Damon, smirking at the same time.
- That could be true, except the last name up here made us think otherwise, the teacher lights up another name which I didn't see yet. I switch on my flashlight again and points at where Alaric is pointing.
- What's the name? I ask.
- Mikael, I stare surprised, again, at the teacher.
- Mikael... Alaric nods. Mikael, as in, the vampire hunter who knows how to kill Klaus?
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