Heeeey guys. :) Sorry for the late update. :/
I apologize for this horrible chapter. It was incredibly difficult to write because since Roseia is in her little witchy jail cell, she can't see anything other than what happens in the room she's inside. She can only hear it and feel the presence of people with strong power (Dahlia and the Mikaelsons, basically). So sorry if it's bad. :(
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Chapter One Hundred & Thirteen
My current situation was unbelievably annoying and tedious.
I was angry with them, all of them knew it. But right now, they were too focused on protecting Hope to care. However, they did tell me exactly what was going to happen.
Freya had enchanted two paintings and put them on either side of the courtyard. Once Dahlia walked in between them, she was mortal. The bait to make her walk in was an enchanted Golem that Rebekah was using to make Dahlia think it was Hope. Her power source was replicated inside of Freya.Once Dahlia took the bait and walked between the paintings, Elijah would stab her and kill her.
It seemed like a plan that would definitely go off without a hitch. That is, if we didn't have Klaus running around. After what they had done, he was a loose cannon. It was likely that he might even be helping Dahlia.
They would not succeed. I knew that, and I was sure that a small part of them knew it as well.
I could hear them speaking as Dahlia came in. I didn't know if she had crossed into the threshold or not. I hoped that she had.
I could hear Rebekah chanting now while Dahlia spoke.
"I come all this way to collect what is owed to me, and whom should I find?"
Freya was terrified. Her voice was shaking. "Auntie, please listen. I betrayed my siblings so I could procure this child. I offer her to you now, and in exchange, I only ask that you release me from my obligation to you."
Dahlia was clearly amused. "How curious, that you should bargain with me for that which is already mine. But, by all means, make your case for why you should be freed. And then I will decide whether to release you or kill you, once and for all," I heard her move closer, but I had a feeling that she hadn't yet reached the killing ground. "You surprise me. Betraying the family you meant to coax to your side? How very ruthless of you."
"I had hoped that they would welcome me as a sister," Freya said anxiously. "I was wrong."
"Of course you were, you poor little fool! To think that Esther's wicked little progeny could ever care for you? They are known the world over for obscene acts of violence, and yet, you sought them out instead of staying where you belong. With me."
Even from so far away, I could hear Freya's heartbeat. It was beating at a horrifically fast rate.
"I offered to protect you, and you left me. And now, it is you who is alone! But then... Who could love a deceitful little wretch?"
I could hear Rebekah continuing to chant, but I could also hear movement. It wasn't Dahlia, and Elijah wasn't moving. Obviously, neither was Freya. So who was it?
Rebekah suddenly stopped chanting, and I heard a panting and exhausted person breathing heavily in front of her.
"Marcel?" she asked.
What the hell was he doing here?
"I'm sorry," he rushed out.
I didn't hear them after that, and it wasn't long before Freya's heartbeat sped up again. I heard the golem crumble, and Dahlia was enraged. I knew that when she spoke her next words.
"What have you done?" she asked angrily.
"Elijah, NOW!" Freya screamed, and I heard her yank Dahlia into the killing ground.
Elijah sped into the courtyard, but I heard something take him down.
"And so the wheel of betrayal circles 'round once more," Klaus growled.
My eyes widened. Niklaus was here? He really was with Dahlia?
"Klaus!" I shouted, hitting my fists against the force field. I knew that he could hear me. Elijah could too. "Klaus, kill her! Protect Hope!"
He clearly didn't feel the need to listen. I heard them continue to fight, continue to knock each other around like the brothers than they were. But this was different, this wasn't like any other fight they had had.
I heard a body hit the wall on the second floor, right above the room I was in.
"She's controlling you," he said raspily.
He was being strangled by Klaus, now up against the railing. I could hear the metal rattling even as I shouted Klaus' name.
"You have to fight her!" Elijah said.
They continued to fight, and for a few brief moments, it sounded like Elijah was winning, until I heard him hit the floor of the balcony above me. I didn't know how I could tell that it was him, but I knew it was.
Elijah hit the wall again, and I could hear his breath lacking now. Klaus was choking him for a second time. He panted loudly before speaking to Klaus in a pleading and desperate tone.
"She will take-" Klaus choked him a little more, and I hit the forcefield a little harder. "-Everything from us."
"You took everything when you broke our vow! Perhaps I'll take something from you," Klaus growled.
I heard Elijah's bones breaking as he screamed in agony, and it wasn't long before I heard more movement in the courtyard. I recognized the scent, and my eyes widened in horror.
"Gia! No!" I shouted, hitting the forcefield with all of the strength in my body now. It had a weak spot, I needed to find it. Just one little hit on that spot and I could get to Klaus. "Klaus, let her go!"
"Elijah?" she asked. "R-Rose?" she said a little louder.
Elijah struggled against Klaus' grip while the hybrid spoke.
"Gia, be a sweetheart and take off your daylight ring?"
Elijah immediately screamed no, just like I did.
Gia was fearful. "I can't stop myself," she said, her voice shaking. It wasn't long before she began to scream, and I heard flames erupt on her skin.
"Klaus!" I yelled as loudly as I could, my throat and lungs beginning to ache and burn.
"You seem vexed, brother," Klaus said, his confident and unremorseful tone not wavering a single bit. "Wait until you see what I've got in store for Rose and Hayley."
Elijah was enraged, and so was I. But I had given up on the forcefield. I was only screaming at Klaus. I was yelling his name while my throat burned as if it were on fire.
Elijah fought Klaus, I could hear them clearly. They fell down the stairs, and Klaus quickly hopped to his feet. I heard Elijah hiss, and knew that he was now bringing out his vampire side.
"Is that a hint of the fabled beast behind the door?" Elijah hissed again when Klaus spoke. "Come on, brother... Let him out to play."
It wasn't long before I heard a blade being buried into skin, and I knew that it was Elijah who had been stabbed.
"You should know better than to fight me in anger, for my anger is unending," Klaus stated.
Elijah began to scream in agony, and when I heard the blade force its way into his chest, I knew that Klaus had been stabbed with Papa Tunde's knife.
"Klaus!" I bellowed, and I heard Elijah's body drop to the ground.
Klaus moved around, and he was coming towards the door. He stopped at it for a mere moment, then walked in. He was smirking at me. He was grinning, happy with the destruction he had caused.
My anger faded to disappointment and sadness as my mind finally registered everything he had done. He had killed Gia, put Elijah into excruciating pain, and according to him, he was going to hurt Hayley too.
"How could you do this?" I whispered, my voice cracking.
He was able to enter the shielded cell I was in, but I couldn't leave. He knew that. And so he just smiled.
"Oh, my dear Roseia..." His smile widened. "This is just the beginning."
He rushed forwards, and before I could react, his teeth were buried into the crook between my neck and my shoulder. My eyes widened, but I couldn't bring it in myself to scream. His venom poured into my bloodstream, infecting every cell it could get to. He pulled away, and I looked up at him through almost blurry vision to see his hybrid face fading to his normal one.
I saw his eyes change from anger to worry. "This isn't over, Roseia. You must know that."
I heard Cami yell Klaus' name, and he looked at the doorway before going back to me.
"Thank you for believing me," he stated, right before he laid a hand on my jaw and snapped my neck.