The four siblings vamp-sped away from their villainous father and their sudden protector, each individually intrigued by the appearance of the woman and her mannerisms. She looked no older than 20, so how was she able to hold of Mikael The Destroyer?
After travelling to a nearby country, the siblings stopped in an unpopular tavern to collect their thoughts. "Brother, do you have any sense of mind to what just occurred just then?" Kol asked Elijah, needing assistance to make sense of what just happened. However Elijah too was unable to process the mere bravery of the girl, "I have not the slightest, however I am well in gratitude as she did save your life, Rebekah."
Rebekah, breathing heavily, adjusted her dress in stress. "Yes, yes she did. I hope we see her again, can we go see her again Elijah, please?"
"None-sense Rebekah, she could be in another era by now, you heard her! She's a time-traveller!" Kol claimed with fascination, as he has always had an immense fascination with magic and witches.
Taking note of his silence Elijah gained the attention of his younger half- brother Niklaus. "Niklaus? What are your thoughts?"
"Leonora Matisse..." Niklaus dreamingly uttered to himself. Rebekah, seeing the star-struck facial expressions teased her brother. "Oh look, Niklaus has gone and fallen inlove with the maiden!"
Niklaus was quick to defend his name. "Kol's right, your all full on none-sense today Rebekah love." Niklaus didn't know what to think, he felt immense gratitude to the mystery women for saving his precious Rebekah's life and standing up to his father for mere strangers. But he also felt a growing desire to see the face that protected them, to hear her tell him to run from his walking nightmare again. He found himself repeating the interaction throughout his mind, eventually becoming engrossed in the idea of the young maiden labelled as Leonora Matisse.
"I have never seen magic like hers before, it was truly mesmerising." Kol was still fantasising about the blue hues that enveloped her figure while challenging his devil of a father. He truly wished he could see her someday just to chat about her abilities.
"I never knew time-travel was possible, I thought witches contain obtain that high power." Rebekah questioned, turning to her elder brothers for answers.
"Maybe power like that is possible in the mere future, Rebekah. Speaking of, I query what era she originated from." Elijah thought of a possible answer to his statement, while rubbing his chin. Niklaus stood up and checked the area, to ensure him and his siblings safety. "Upon looking at her clothing, I believe it's quite far into the future. Maidens and ladies able to show skin? That's considered ludicrous in this time."
"I sure hope so brother, the women are magnificent." Kol snickered to himself. Disgusted with her brother, Rebekah threw a pillow at him, hitting him squarely in the chest. "Oh cleanse your mind Kol, women are more than just labour slaves you know! I'll be dammed if the future doesn't relieve us women of these tight clothing."
Sensing an argument brewing, Elijah stood up from a nearby stool and put an end to it. "Rebekah, Kol, do mind your tone. We don't want to attract any attention to ourself."
And with that; Kol, Rebekah and Elijah busied themselves to their individual tasks, whereas Niklaus still continued to ponder on his saviours face.
He didn't know what he was feeling, the unknown emotions bubbling in him. Niklaus had been in love before and had a fair share of women accompanying his bed at night, however this feeling of complete infatuation, boarding on obsession was a total mystery to him. Why was he feeling the sudden heavy emotions, he only saw the girl for a couple minutes before he had ran off with his siblings. So very little words were spoken between the two, very short glimpses of eye contact shared. And yet, Niklaus felt himself unable to stray away from thoughts of Leonora Matisse the time-traveller. Niklaus Mikaelson, histories villain was growing adoration for a mere time-travelling mortal.
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Leonora had received multiple hits and bruises once the siblings had left, for she was distracted in aiding their escape; Mikael had inhumanely sped up to her and dug his teeth into her neck. Making Leonora scream and release a small burst of energy, throwing him back against a wall and teleporting to safety. She couldn't think straight, he had bitten her. Actually bitten her. Her mind instantly went to vampire and she was determined to prove her theory right.
After complete blackout, Leonora ventured out into the night posing as an innocent young maiden as she had changed out of her uniform and hid them in an empty thatched roofed 2 bedroom house. And into a long, modest scarlet dress that reached the floor- her hair had been done in two braids with she then pinned around her head.
As Leonora strolled along grassy hills and dirty roads, she heard the light echo of footsteps resonating behind her. She knew this could either be a drunk man wanting to use women for his dirty desires, or it could be a vampire. She hoped it was the latter.
She allowed the stalker to gain on her, before she teleported behind him and slammed his head into her knee, feeling pride after hearing a satisfying crack. However, it did take longer to heal, but eventually the same thing happened as with that dangerous Mikael fellow she ran from a few hours back. The man looked young, very young; merely 18 years of age,however Leonora found that looks can be deceiving as she also looks 18 as a 20 year old. As he snapped his head up and revealed what looked to be a scarlet colour engulfing the scleras of the eyes and blackened- blue veins travelling down their under eyes. The man opened his mouth read to attack and kill the maiden before him but Leonora teleported a safe distance away and picked up a wooden plank - assuming that since her past offender was slown down by wood, so would this individual.
She saw fangs peak out under his lips as the vampire called out, taunting her. "Oh pretty maiden! I just want to commune, please? Where are you?" Leonora heard the footsteps closing in on her, so she sprung out from behind a wall and drove the wooden plank into his chest rendering him paralyzed.
"Here's how it's going to go. I want you to tell me everything about what you know of the supernatural, if you don't I won't hesitate to drive this plank through your heart."
Leonora knew she was going to far, torturing what looks to be a teenager to open up about his species is over- doing it. However Leonora was tired and she just wanted to go back to 1988 without any surprise bitings.
"Okay! Okay! Fine, ill tell you everything! Just please dont kill me! Please madam!" The vampire complied. Leonora teleported them away from the public eye and hardened her gaze and grip. Dis-allowing any questions she instantly interrogated him.
"Your afraid of wood, I'm assuming it has the possibility to kill you, since you stayed in the middle of the street avoiding any contact with the wooden planks leaning on that building over there. Am I correct?" The vampire nodded.
"Good, enhanced speed and strength is also a perk, yes?" Another nod.
"What else is there?" Leonora demanded, adding pressure to the made stake.
"Vervain! Vervain! Please madam please don't kil-" Leonora cut his pleas of with another question. "You're a new vampire, considering your arrogance and confidence within your ability, you just recently turned - assuming your turned and not born, yes?"
The vampire spluttered out in fear. "Y..yes, you cannot be born a vampire ma'am, you can only be turned by feeding the blood of another vampire and proceeding to lose your life."
This news came as no surprise to Leonora, for every life that was given a second chance, there must also be consequences.
"The older the vampire, the stronger they are and the quicker they heal." The defeated vampire quickly claimed. "But there has to be an originator, right? Everything must start from something." She mumbled to herself
Due to his enhanced hearing the vampire answered her question. "Y..yes, I suppose to? I believe witches to be the answer to that." However he did not know as he was a newly turned so the laws of vampirism were new to him as well.
Witches. Leonora pondered, so vampires were not the only dominating supernatural, she was fascinated with the knowledge she was receiving.
"You're out in the dark, besides the obvious factor of easier pray, why?" Leonora questioned, loosing her grip on the stake.
"Sunlight, it harms us. Only those with an enchanted ring can daze in the daylight." The vampire quickly said as he noticed his capture loosening her focus.
Leonora recollected everything she had been told. Enhanced, speed, strength, hearing, eyesight, every biological structure enhanced. Immortal. Sunlight equals harm, death. Older means stronger. The mystery of how vampires came to be. Witches. Enchanted rings granting the ability to walk in the sunlight.
Distracted in her thoughts, Leonora was suddenly thrown against the wall with the oncoming assault of the wooden plank, smacking into her head. Dizziness was all in her sights.
The vampire circles her laughing. "You really thought you could kill me? A little girl? Killing me? A vampire? Don't make me laugh."
"Atleast I don't beg for my life like a little bitch." Leonora stated as she tried to adjust to the fading of surroundings.
Angered by the insult, the vampire sped at her and clasped his hand around her neck and begun to squeeze. Struggling to breathe, Leonora unconsciously called for her abilities, the blue hues circling her hands. She projected her hands forwards and watched as the blue hues shot out of her hands and targeted the object in front of her which fortunately happened to be her attacker.
Shocked at the sudden display of power, Leonora spatial jumped to the wooden plank and teleported behind the recovering vampire.
Hearing the appearance of his prey, the creature of the night sped a good distance away, causing agitation to fill Leonora.
"We good do this all night." The vampire claimed, with a deathly look in his eyes.
"Or til the sun comes up, and I'll watch as you painfully melt away." Leonora replied with a snarky smile.
With veins pulsing under his eyes, the vampire once again sped at Leonora, cautious of the big plank she was holding. Preparing to take a good bite out of the young maiden he readied his fangs and begun descending, only feel a piercing strike upon his torso. Looking down, he saw the girl holding a shorter and thinner plank, much more able to combat with.
Leonora knew the plank wasn't the most smartest of weapon choice, however that's exactly what she wanted her opponent to be focused on. As the vampire was recovering from the previous attack of her magic she picked up a shorter wooden stake. Knowing the vampire would be occupied avoiding the bigger weapon, he would be completely oblivious to her hidden one.
Smiling in triumph she watched as grey veins began sweeping up his finger, trailing his features. Fascinated with the supernatural and its abilities, Leonora took out the murder weapon and tucked it in the back of her skirt, covering it with her waist-coat.
As she walked out of the street, ridden with the dead vampire, she begun to recall back to her magical 'outburst'. She had not been able to perform such a skill, as she believed she only had the ability of Teleportation and Time-Travel. She wanted to indulge more into her magic as she now had an experience of acquiring more advanced and in-depth powers.
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Leonora had spent 3 months spatial-jumping around the world of 1328, upon her stay she busied her time to educating herself on the topic of the supernatural. Throughout her studies, she learnt the existence of vampires, witches, werewolf's even the rare occurrence of siphons.
Witches have born power in their hands, and majority honour the balance of nature. Thus, being commonly known as 'The Servants of Nature' and 'Architects of the Supernatural'. Witchcraft can include many different types of activities including astrology, divination, spell casting, and spirit communication. Writings dating back to ancient times, for example Latin & Greek, are written down a witches spell book, a 'Grimoire'
Siphon's are witches born without personal magic but with the unique ability to absorb magic power from others. They are considered abominations by many witches and are often mis-treated due to the lack of magic, however some siphons may keep an 'amulet' that posses magic when in dire needs of siphoning.
Vampire' s are magically living human corpses which are inhabited by the spirits of the deceased person and who closely resemble the living human they were before their transformation except only amplified. They feed and survive on the blood of the living, typically on that of humans, and they can also transform other humans into more of their kind by sharing their blood with them and killing them. Vampires are able to psychologically control a humans actions via 'compulsion'. Vampire are unable to walk in direct sunlight, otherwise they will be set aflame; unless they have a ring which is enchanted by a witch. Weaknesses involve; vervain, a plant which burns upon contact with the vampire, wood,
Werewolves, are a supernatural species, a subgroup of humans that can shapeshift into a wolf or a wolf-like creature during a Full Moon via the breaking of all their bones. The werewolf gene is passed throughout a bloodlines generation, able to recognize due to their inability to control their anger. Many werewolves travel in 'packs', unable to stray from their own kind, werewolves are incredible loyal to their own and have a shared negative opinion on vampires. Werewolves are able to resist the compulsion vampires may put them under, however their weakness is a herb; 'wolfs-bane'
Among her stay, Leonora had encountered many vampires and like the last, she slaughtered them all; defeating creatures of the night had become the normal for her. However within her second month, Leonora was hunted down by a coven of witches, attempting to put her down.
Leonora had ventured out to the woods during the soft light of the sunset in hopes to practice and improve her control and skill-set of her powers.
She stood amongst the trees, allowing the wind to brush her brown hair behind her, lifting her hands she eyed the soft dark blue tendrils circling her fingers. Focuses on the physical energy she diverted her focus to a tree infront of her and, in quick movements, thrusted her left hand forward and awed at the blue power emitting a ball of energy at the tree. The tree swayed and cracked as it was demolished from it's roots and thrown back; knocking more trees down.
Focusing more on the space surrounding the trees, grasping the gravity she strained to lift the barks up. Her blue hues covering the object she desired to lift as her eyes shone a deep blue upon her hard work. Sighing out a break, Leonora dropped her hands, the blue tendrils fading from around the tree, and instead enveloped a nearby stick as she held her left hand towards it. Moving her middle and ring finger, Leonora willed the stick to levitate of the ground. Watching as the barks moved to her command, she smiled in pride- happy that she is evolving within herself and her abilities.
Leonora continued to watch in amazement, when suddenly an unstoppable force ripped her backwards, slamming her into a tree. She groaned in pain and tried to hold her swelling back, looking up Leonora saw three women advancing towards her. Danger rippled in her gut and she hurried to gain her footing, only to be absorbed in a searing heat as the witches inflame the tree she was just leaning on with a single whisper of their lips, 'Incendia'
Angered, Leonora directed her focus to the sticks laying a few metres away from her, channeling the gravity surrounding them. Leonora grasped them with her blue hues and struck her hand in a 'swiping motion' towards the witch on the far left. Leonora watched as the stick embedded itself into the witches stomach and laughed as her blood began pouring out of her.
The other two witches saw the defeat of their fellow member and begun chanting "Phasmatos inta grum vin callus amalon callagius accodum Cosom naben dox callagius amalon geda callagius. Ceremum descendium vinum. Phasmatos inta grum callus. Cosom naben dox"
Leonora, still recovering from burns and bruises, spun around to hear footsteps advancing towards her from all directions. "Tenebris anima vestra contundito mortem et conteret spiritum. Frange vitam nolite corde ut sub terra esse, ad tenebras usque in sempiternum".
Leonora screamed in utter agony as she struggled to stay on her feat and fell on her knees, she felt her life force being mercilessly ripped out of her. A killing ache pulsed throughout her head, she began coughing up blood as black veins traveled on her body. The chanting of the witches drowned out as all she could focus on was the searing pain being induced upon her. Leonora tried standing back up and willing to fight however the witches chants grew louder and she sank back to her blood-coated knees, squeezing her eyes shut to try dull the pain.
"Tenebris anima vestra contundito mortem et conteret spiritum. Frange vitam nolite corde ut sub terra esse, ad tenebras usque in sempiternum!" As the chants grew louder, the wind begun picking up. Swaying the trees and blowing Leonora's hair back.
Unable to handle the pain, Leonora screamed at the top of her lungs and outstretched her arms, a blue energy leaving her body, a big relief of comfort washed over her as the pain left her being. Upon opening her eyes and adjusting to the sights, Leonora witnessed a bloody massacre. The trees surrounding her had been torn apart and blown back, the grass under her feet had disintegrated to nothing but ashes. Lastly, the witches had blood pouring out of their eyes and nose, pieces of their limbs ripped off them, revealing their bloody bones. Some witches remain of nothing but piles of ashes on the floor, blowing through the wind as a hurricane began brewing. And Leonora drenched in her own blood, and splatters of the witches blood stained in her hair and clothing. The black veins seeped out of her system, except her left hand continued to remain pulsed with black veins.
Looking up at the night sky, streaks of blue erupted in the sky, sounds of explosions resonating. Leonora's eyed synced with the sky, glowing a deep blue.
Ever since that day, Leonora had quickly gained popularity amongst the supernatural. Many could't believe an 18 year old looking girl had taken down an entire coven of witches and reduced them to blood and ashes. Many believed her to be an enchantress, a phantom. However she was most associated as...
The Enchantress
Scarlet side notes!
So! Our little Leonora has gained a name.
Anyway! Hope you enjoyed and don't worry I really want the vampire diaries to be played into it right now, but I want our main character to make a name for herself first and find who she is before she starts contributing to the #SaveElenaGang
Also, Klausies got a crush ;) i haven't forgotten him don't you stress