I heard the door to my mansion quietly opened and click shut as the sound of heels clicked towards where I had remained seated since last night watching the flames that had had since died down since then.
"Family reunion go well?" I questioned my voice cracked and hoarse from the month's it hadn't been used.
"Informative" she stated.
"Do tell" I smirked taking a swig from my vodka and blood martini.
"You haven't slept" she sighed taking a seat beside me.
"I've been asleep for months" I snipped.
"And I've slept for a century, but I still need rest" she replied.
"While you rested peacefully, I have been reliving my worst nightmares, my most cherished memories turned in my worst fears, a few months in that hell felt like ten eternities. Now every time I close my eyes I not only see that hell, I feel it and I smell it" I whispered wiping the tears that flowed down my cheeks.
"You and I are so much alike Giselle, we have been through hell too many times to count, but we are survivors we always come out the other side stronger and more defiant" she smiled.
"Maybe your right Freya or maybe I've just been broken too many times" I whispered.
"You know in the early 1900s the first thing I heard about when I stepped into this city wasn't about my siblings, it was the legend of the great powerful Siren" she smiled.
"God only knows what the city is saying about me now".
"There saying you're dead" Freya stated making me raised an eyebrow.
"They think Celeste killed me?"
"Yes, and seems Elijah killed her in return".
I shivered at the mention of his name, I had been angry when I realized he hadn't saved me from the asylum, that he had left me to rot for the best part of a year. Now finding out that the entire city including my husband believed me dead was just a kick in the teeth. With me missing at least there was hope that I was out there somewhere, did this mean everyone had just excepted my death without any proof except the word of an enemy and simply moved on?
"How did you come across this knowledge?"
"I asked Finn about my brother's witch, don't worry I said nothing of you being alive like I promised" she informed me.
"Finn as your dead brother? Tell me what else have you learned".
A half an hour later and Freya told me everything she had learned from her time with Finn. Not only was Finn alive but so was Kol and Esther all in new bodies while Mikael had been resurrected by Davina. My heart stopped at the mention of her, when Celeste had captured me Davina had been killed in to complete the harvest that hadn't worked, I guess it had in the end if she was alive.
Haley had had her child, only for the baby girl to be taken from New Orleans's to be hidden from the Mikaelsons enemy's, Finn was looking for the child and Esther was now a vampire thanks to Klaus, the irony of what the hybrid did to his mother wasn't lost on me.
"I'm going for a rest do you mind if I shower first?"
"What's mine is yours, blondie" I smirked taking in everything I had missed.
"Thank you for everything Giselle, especially the shoes" she grinned sticking out her foot to show off the designer leather ankle booties I had given her along with the outfit.
"Well I couldn't let you go out in that god-awful nightie and cardigan" I spoke gesturing to the stylish outfit she now wore straight from my closet.
"Yes, well goodnight" she smiled softly leaving me alone once again.
Before my decent into hell, literally. I would have never let a stranger into my house, but Freya didn't feel like a stranger she was familiar somehow, it was through our horrible past's and unwillingness to let it break us made us alike, plus she had saved me when nobody else did.
Last night we had shared out heart breaking past's, I told her everything about Emmett, Charles, my mother, Elijah and my fall into dark magic after being banished from my coven.
In return she told me about Dalilah, how her mother let her be taken away. The spell to make them immortal, which meant they could live for a year but must sleep for a hundred. She told me the sacrifice she made for her unborn child and lover, trying to kill herself in the process only to realize she couldn't die, it broke my heart. Finally she had broken from her crazy aunt and had been running ever since meanwhile trying to find her family.
Death, betrayal, heartbreak we had lived through it all, turned out we were kindred spirits in this cruel world.
***
The smoke suffocated me, flames surrounded me I heard his cry but I couldn't get to him, then at the end of the long hallway I saw his snow-white nursey door I ran forward hissing as the fire licked my skin then just as I reached his door strong arms wrapped around me pulling me away.
"No" I cried.
"You cannot save him Giselle, you never could" he hissed.
I spun around in his arms, gazing into his chocolate brown eyes that were filled with disgust and mockery.
"Elijah please we have to save him please!" I cried.
"Face, it sweet enchantress, he's better off dead than suffer a life with you for a mother" he sneered.
I turned my face in shame as the tears continued to fall, I looked at the door behind me clawing at Elijah trying to get to it.
"Emmett!" I screeched.
"Giselle" Elijah spoke in my ear, but I continued to try break free.
"Giselle"
"GISELLE!"
I opened my eye's sitting up from the sofa in a panic, coming face to face with a worried Freya.
"Nightmare" she smiled sadly.
"How did you guess" I scoffed wiping the sweat from my brow swinging my legs onto the ground making room for her as I leaned forward taking a swig from the bottle of vodka in front of me.
"Here" she spoke handing me a jar of dark red cream.
"I hope you don't mind I used your magic sanctuary upstairs, Dalilah used to use on me when she first took me it stopped my nightmares, one of the only pleasant things she did for me. Although now I think of it she only took away the nightmares, so I would be more complacent. It will rid you of your nightmares. allow you to sleep" she explained.
"Thank you" I mumbled taking the jar from her hands
"I'll be back later I have things to do" she explained looking at my curious expression as she stood up.
"Family business?" I guessed.
"You should get out of the house too I didn't wake you for you to sit and wallow all day, you're the siren remember" she smiled with a wink.
"You sound just like your family" I rolled my eyes as she laughed and left the house.
The door locked behind her, as I leaned forward and placed the jar she had given me on the table. I looked the bottle of vodka running my hands through my messy curls that hadn't been washed since I came back from my prison, which had been over a week ago. I thought about what Freya said remembering the night it happened.
I stopped screaming but my body continued shaking I looked around the dark decaying room wondering if I was really awake or if this was another form of hell.
"The siren has awoke, Elijah will be happy" a voice said, I turned to my left to face a blue eyed girl with messy blonde hair in a side braid with a off white night gown and a torn up cardigan, that looked like it was red once upon a time.
"Who the hell are you" my usually quite, cracked voice gasped out, making me realise that I was in serious need of blood.
"Freya Mikealson, your sister-in-law I believe".
"How?"
"I'll explain later after you regain your strength" she smiled kindly reaching out her hand.
I couldn't but my finger on it but something about her made me trust her, even though she had told me she was Elijah's sister whom I had never heard of, frankly she could have been anyone yet I didn't doubt her so I took her hand without hesitation.
I stood up from the sofa and left the living room walking into my bedroom to my en-suite, I stripped from my sweats and hopped into a scolding hot shower washing my previous nightmares away.
After my shower I stepped towards my mirror looking at my reflection.
Dark circles grew under my eyes, my bright green eyes looked haunted and I was much paler than usual, I looked like a human corpse not the fearless siren I had been months ago.
I closed my eyes and I was soon filled with images of fire and death, I quickly opened my eyes shaking my head to rid me of my bad dreams.
I ran my hands along my face sighing at my haggard appearance, I was going to need some serious help if I was going to get my mojo back.
***
"If I was being completely honest I did not think this would work but you never fail me. Thank you Christopher" I smirked admiring his work in the mirror.
"Damn you look good girl" she smiled snapping his fingers making me laugh.
"You know I was starting to think you found a new hairdresser after being MIA for so long" he sassed packing up his products, as my manicurist, makeup artist and stylist left my dressing room.
"I had some personal issues to deal with out of town" I told my hair stylist of three years.
"I can tell you forgot your hair products when you left, from that mess I had to deal with when I got here" he berated me.
"I know but I couldn't cheat on my fabulous hair god" I winked.
"I will allow you to cheat next time you leave town for months at a time, because I never want to see your hair in that condition again" he pointed his finger at me, before kissing my cheek and fixing my newly cut bangs.
"Here you go" I smiled hanging him and envelope of cash.
"This is too much Giselle and you know it" he sighed reluctantly taking the brown envelope.
"Buy that cute little boyfriend something on me" I winked kissing his cheek as I reapplied my nude lipstick.
"I'll see you soon beautiful" he agreed putting the money in his inside pocket and leaving.
After my team had left I looked myself over in the mirror, my once black hair was now light brown at the roots morphing into a golden blonde curls, it was a nice change a new beginning.
Thanks to a good concealer and foundation the bags and pale skin were gone making my skin glow, a light Smokey eye with my signature black eyeliner paired with a nude lip made me look healthy.
I wore a pair of high waisted black skinny jeans with a black long sleeved shirt tucked in, and a black leather biker jacket, and seven inch black strappy heels.
Feel good on the outside and you'll feel good on the inside is what my mother used to say, I guess she was right about one thing.
I took a deep breath grabbing my Chanel chain back from the table putting it on my shoulder before leaving my house.
It was dark when I got outside I had spent hours getting myself back together with the help of Christopher and his team.
"Let's do this" I letting my signature smirk slip onto my lips as I headed to my destination.
I made it to the caldron in no time I walked tall whistling as I went. I made to one of the voodoo shops on the street and stepped inside, it was Celeste's old hangout I stepped into the tacky shop the bell ringing above me, as I looked around.
"Can I help you?" a young girl asked from behind the counter, she looked about Davina's age.
"Yes you can" I smirked.
The redhead nervously looked around as I walked towards her, she went to step in the back realising I wasn't a regular customer. The young redhead went to run out the back door using her magic to throw a shelf down in front of me, but I used my vampire abilities to dodge it then grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against the wall.
"Now I'm going to let you go little witch but before I do your going to give your coven a little message understand?" I sneered, as she nodded frantically in return.
"Tell them Celeste failed and the Siren is home" I smiled her eyes grew wide as she stared at me in horror.
"Do I need to repeat that red?" I whispered moving my face closer to hers.
"N..n..no" she shivered, I then dropped her and watched her scramble to her feet and flee the shop making me laugh.
I pulled a map of the quarter from my bag and lay it out on the abandoned counter grabbing some ash from one of the shelves I dipped my newly manicured finger into the jar and located the caldron on the map then covered it with ash from my finger.
", adolebitque, adolebitque " I whispered watching the spot burn it took seconds for a charred hole to fill the map.
moving my arm left to right, I could feel the magic build up inside, as I hadn't used it in a while my power came surging out.
I quickly folded the damaged map and put it in my bag as I stepped out of the now burning building, the fire spread quickly moving onto the next building then the next. I watched the flames in fascination the same flames that were part of my nightmares were now the witches of the quarter.
I listened to the cries of the witches and the panicked screamed as I walked away admiring my work as I did, Celeste and the witches had there revenge now it was my turn.
Celeste thought she would break me but she was wrong now her precious coven would pay for her sins.
The siren was back now everyone would know it.
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A/N what did you think? Leave me a comment and let me know.
This is bits of season 2 episodes 12-13-14. So Giselle does really have a good friend so I'm kind of shipping the Giselle/Freya BFFs thing two powerful badass witches what do you think?
Next Chapter Giselle reunites with some people but who?? And what do you think here reaction will be now that she knows everyone just believed that she was dead because that's what Celeste told them.
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Adolebitque = Burn
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