Post by Elijah Mikaelson on Nov 4, 2014 10:25:54 GMT -6
When the dark of the night
Seems to win its fight with the light
We are merely in the shadow of the globe
When emotional pain
Seems to obtain its gain
We are merely in the shadow of our hearts
Blood trickled down his chin saturating his bare chest with the blood of his victims. But now he had found his next one. His hands clenched together in anticipation as he followed her through the corridors. A cool breeze caused the draped to sway causing a moment of blindness as he followed in a steady stride. Elijah could hear her heart beat rapidly in her chest that sounded like music to his ears.
A deep scowl crossed his face as his tongue flicked back and forth across his lips savouring the exquisite taste of the fine matured crimson wine that he had been enjoying moments earlier.
Endless victims that piled up on the floor as he stepped over them as though they were nothing more than filth. A snarl trembled on his lips as his eyes honed in on his latest victim. Her. Following a wisp of angelic white as it flowed down the hallway as an angel. But that is not what Elijah cared about right now. His need to feed was growing stronger by the very second.
Hearing her screams only increased his pace towards her, his arms draped at his side as he strode down the last remaining hallway, cornered.
The Red Door.
Her plea's and screams could not be heard, no one would help her. She was all alone. Grabbing her arm and spinning her around, once the face of Hayley now transformed into the original Doppelgänger. Tatia. Thick dark veins pulsed under his eyes as his fangs emerged from behind his upper blood stained lip. Grabbing the back of her head twisted her body so that her neck was angled perfectly.
She tried to fight him but it was pointless, there was nothing that she could do. His fangs sank into her neck as he feasted upon her blood. Gnawing at her skin to open the wound more to increase blood flow he threw his head back and growled and dropped her lifeless body to the floor.
**** Reality ****
His chains rattled as his body jolted awake, his head swaying to the side and rolling back making his sweat clogged brow trickle into his hair. His eyes were weak as he could barely see Katerina who was chained also. He could barely hear her voice as he let his body slump against the chains.
Elijah's mind was racing back and forth trying to get his body to respond to any demand but it had failed.
Elijah couldn't understand why he was always seeing that particular red door. Why he was chasing Hayley and Tatia through the corridor. He would never hurt either of them but he did. It was his mother, a spell, a hallucination that she had implanted in his mind. It had to have been. He had loved Tatia, his mother draining her of every drop of blood to create the spell that had turned them into vampires.
His mother had taken away the one thing that he had loved, the one person that had chosen him above all others including his brother Niklaus. She had chosen him to give her heart to, to love again after the death of her husband.
But his mother had murdered the woman he loved, she tore apart and destroyed their family. She had turned them into monsters.
But Elijah couldn't help but wonder....What was behind the red door.