The younger Elijah stood to his feet and passed the murderous Elijah to stand in front of the unknown man who had appeared out of no where. 

"Do you seek the darkness?" he repeated again, tears forming in his eyes and trickled down his face that quickly sprung into streaks of his own blood "Do you seek the pain?" he spoke again.

The other Elijah turned around, his cloak flaying around his shoulders to face the unknown man "The darkness starts within" he grinned.

"Darkness destroys....." he paused.

"Us" the other Elijah jumped in.

"We fall into the darkness. Darkness is everything" they both spoke in unison as blood tears ran down their cheeks.

A roar of thunder bellowed above their heads followed by a flash of lightning that illuminated the skies above. An eerie scream filled the night as another man appeared from the darkness, his fangs sunk into a young girl's neck who tried to fight against him. 

"Darkness is everything" the two Elijah's spoke in unison.

The new man whose face could not been seen, his long flowing hair hiding his face from view as he let out a scream as he withdrew his fangs from the young girl's neck, blood spraying out from the open wound.

The young Elijah stood with his shoulders slumped forward as he kept his face expressionless as something began to appear in front of him, wisps of sort. Intertwining itself around his arms at first before spreading down his torso to wrap around his legs.

His teeth clenched together, his gums bleeding from under the intense pressure. His tongue ran across his lips smearing his own blood around his mouth. Letting out a pain filled cry as his legs gave out from underneath him as he fell to his knee's. 

Holding his arms out, the flesh on his hands began to burn as though a searing hot liquid had been poured onto them. Gaping hopes began to open up and blood sprouting out in sprays. The open wounds on his hands began spreading up his arms burning down to the bone. But even the bones could not survive this as they began to sizzle and break splintering in two. 

Throwing his head back howling out in agony, he opened his mouth to speak as he called to the Elijah stood next to him. But his words were stopped at whatever this black mist was, it was now spreading to his face burning through the flesh to reveal veins and muscles. Holding out his hand to Elijah, his body shook with intensity before collapsing to the floor as his body continued to melt.

Before the elder Elijah could reach out to help the younger Elijah, his body stiffened and pushed up into mid air and hung there. His arms stretched out to the side, his legs almost pinned together as he tried to fight against the paralysis that had now claimed him. Veins began pulsing underneath his eyes, the white's of his eyes turning a deep shade of red centred with large black pupils.

He clenched his hands together in tight fists as his fangs appeared from below his upper lip gazing down at the man who held him here. He wanted to curse but he could not find the words, instead listening to the man who stood below him. 

As though he was tugging at invisible chains that bound him he tossed his head side to side, hissing and panting through his harsh breathing. When he could no longer fight against them, he let his vampiric features disappear from his face before dropping his head low "...Free me" he whimpered through his pained breaths all the while attempting to fight against this barrier that restrained him.

Elijah groaned as his body fell to the ground, his head hitting the cobbles. He let his eyes close for a brief moment as he revelled in the silence. No longer could he hear the voices in his head. Opening his eyes slowly he locked gaze with the man in front of him, fighting against the pain surging through him he forced himself to his feet. 

The clothes that he had been wearing before had now changed into a blood stained white shirt drenched in sweat. Every part of his body ached and begged for release as he had to focus hard to keep himself on his feet. He took a step forward and stumbled and landed on his knees, hissing as pain flooded him again and he cried out. 

His breathing had became harsh, his hands resting on his thighs as he kept his head low. His skin had become pale and clammy, scars appeared on his wrists, wounds committed by his mother Esther while he was held captive.

Memories of what he had been subjected to slowly started to fill his mind, tears sprang in his eyes as he craned his head to the side as he heard the man's words.

He slowly raised his head to see a hand in front of him, he could take him home; away from all of this. His eyes locked a intense gaze with the man. Gathering what strength that he had inside of him, he forced himself to stand up despite stumbling on his own feet almost falling backwards. 

Elijah let out a single breath and raised his hand slowly and took his loosely as he had no strength to tighten his grasp.