Post by Katherine Pierce on Nov 2, 2014 0:31:37 GMT -6
Katherine bunched her hair in her hands as she paced the foyer of her home. If Finn knew that she was onto them, there was no telling what he would do to her. In the end they could end up moving Elijah and they would never find him. She pressed her hand to her mouth, and let out a breath. Closing her eyes, she shook her head. She wiped at her eyes, and started up the stairs. Pushing her door open, she pulled the drawer open at her desk and rummaged through them until she found the Traveler journals inside. She collected them briskly and turned to jog out of the room. She hesitated briefly outside of the room that was designated as Elijah's office. She let out a breath, and then stepped inside.
She placed her journals on his desk, clearing the top of the desk off. She turned to open the filing cabinet, filtering through it until she found a map of the city. She placed it on the top of the table, and grabbed the letter opener from its resting place. Flipping the journals open, she almost wanted to scream in frustration. There had to be something in here that was similar to a locating spell. Getting the third and last journal she let out a breath of relief once she found what she was looking for.
Katherine stabbed the letter opener into her hand, digging to make the wound worse. She gritted her teeth through the pain, and closed her hand to let her blood pour down onto the map below her. Her eyes flicked to the book, and she repeated the words upon it's pages. She let out a gasp as she felt the spell take hold of her blood. She faltered briefly in the spell, and then glanced down to watch as the blood converged in one spot: The Cemetery.
She placed her journals on his desk, clearing the top of the desk off. She turned to open the filing cabinet, filtering through it until she found a map of the city. She placed it on the top of the table, and grabbed the letter opener from its resting place. Flipping the journals open, she almost wanted to scream in frustration. There had to be something in here that was similar to a locating spell. Getting the third and last journal she let out a breath of relief once she found what she was looking for.
Katherine stabbed the letter opener into her hand, digging to make the wound worse. She gritted her teeth through the pain, and closed her hand to let her blood pour down onto the map below her. Her eyes flicked to the book, and she repeated the words upon it's pages. She let out a gasp as she felt the spell take hold of her blood. She faltered briefly in the spell, and then glanced down to watch as the blood converged in one spot: The Cemetery.
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Katherine shivered slightly, pulling her jacket tighter around her as she walked the rows of tombs. In the darkness the Cemetery looked even creepier than it did during the day. She swallowed, flicking her flash light at ever little sound she heard. She was one little human walking alone, bleeding, in the middle of the night in a town crawling with things that would kill her in a heart beat. She sighed heavily, her breath coming out in a fog. Logically she knew that she should have called Klaus, Hayley, or hell even Gia for back up, but she had always been one to do things on her own, it was a hard habit to break now.
"Where are you, Elijah," she whispered softly. She paused, biting down on her lower lip. She rolled her eyes, and placed the flash light into her mouth. She unwrapped her hand, and as soon as the pressure was lessened her blood began to pool in the palm of her hand. She pulled the flashlight back out of her mouth, and let out a breath. She closed her eyes and began to mutter the locator spell once again. She winced as her blood was pulled from her body. Her blood dripped onto the ground, and her eyes opened. Her blood converged into a small pool on the ground and then began to race down the rows of tombs.
She swallowed, wrapping her hand clumsily as she followed the blood. She frowned as it disappeared into a tomb. She hesitated briefly, seriously considering calling Klaus. She shook her head. No. She would do this on her own. Pushing down her nerves, she stepped inside of the tomb. At first it was dark, void of anything. As soon as she passed the threshold however, the place lit up with candles. She winced, raising her hand to her eyes. She blinked several times as her sight adjusted. Lowering her hand to her side, she let out a gasp.
"Elijah," she whispered in horror. She placed the flashlight on the alter that was in front of Elijah, and moved to his side. She tilted his head up, running her fingers along his jaw. He was unconscious. There was no way she could move him on her own, she needed him to wake up. She licked her lips, and unwrapped her hand again. She pressed her bleeding palm against his lips, biting her own lip.
"Come on, Elijah. Wake up, please..."
Katherine shivered slightly, pulling her jacket tighter around her as she walked the rows of tombs. In the darkness the Cemetery looked even creepier than it did during the day. She swallowed, flicking her flash light at ever little sound she heard. She was one little human walking alone, bleeding, in the middle of the night in a town crawling with things that would kill her in a heart beat. She sighed heavily, her breath coming out in a fog. Logically she knew that she should have called Klaus, Hayley, or hell even Gia for back up, but she had always been one to do things on her own, it was a hard habit to break now.
"Where are you, Elijah," she whispered softly. She paused, biting down on her lower lip. She rolled her eyes, and placed the flash light into her mouth. She unwrapped her hand, and as soon as the pressure was lessened her blood began to pool in the palm of her hand. She pulled the flashlight back out of her mouth, and let out a breath. She closed her eyes and began to mutter the locator spell once again. She winced as her blood was pulled from her body. Her blood dripped onto the ground, and her eyes opened. Her blood converged into a small pool on the ground and then began to race down the rows of tombs.
She swallowed, wrapping her hand clumsily as she followed the blood. She frowned as it disappeared into a tomb. She hesitated briefly, seriously considering calling Klaus. She shook her head. No. She would do this on her own. Pushing down her nerves, she stepped inside of the tomb. At first it was dark, void of anything. As soon as she passed the threshold however, the place lit up with candles. She winced, raising her hand to her eyes. She blinked several times as her sight adjusted. Lowering her hand to her side, she let out a gasp.
"Elijah," she whispered in horror. She placed the flashlight on the alter that was in front of Elijah, and moved to his side. She tilted his head up, running her fingers along his jaw. He was unconscious. There was no way she could move him on her own, she needed him to wake up. She licked her lips, and unwrapped her hand again. She pressed her bleeding palm against his lips, biting her own lip.
"Come on, Elijah. Wake up, please..."