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Post by Finn Mikaelson on Feb 19, 2015 12:40:50 GMT -6
Dressed in fresh new clothes Finn felt more like himself. He had returned the pendant to his sister Freya once he no longer required its power to completely heal, with the added help of his elder beloved sister. Returning to the sacred tomb in which he and Esther had sought refuge in whilst they devised accordingly a plan for his siblings to have them join him in a mortal body. Their names tasted like ash on his tongue, his new agenda to rid the world of their disease and those who spawned from their bloodline. Freya had long ago left to take care of some witches leaving him alone in the tomb.
Gazing down at the enchanted circle that contained both of his parents, drawing on their strength to grant himself more power, dark objects with enough power that made him more stronger than he had ever felt before.
Holding a piece of burning sage above a map of New Orleans circling it evenly as he tried to pinpoint the exact location of Niklaus's child. Freya's warning that their aunt Dahlia would feel the power and be drawn to New Orleans. With his own death looming over his head like a dagger, Finn knew that he didn't have long to act.
"Phasmatos Tribum, Nas Ex Veras, Sequitas Sanguinem. Permisso Laca Tha Tar. Phesmatos Physium Calva." he recited circling the sage above the map.
Finn raised his head hearing footsteps behind him, a sadistic grin spread across his face "Rebekah. What do I owe the pleasure?" he grinned and placed the sage on the tomb turning around to face his sister.
Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Feb 19, 2015 12:55:53 GMT -6
Kol's death weighted heavily on her mind, the first time she had lost him had been hard but she had known it was his own doing for going off on his own after the hunter. This time Kol had tried to start a new, he was helping the family and he had found Davina who despite everything in her life had opened up to him. Kol had done from the Original vampire who took his anger out on others to a witch who despite his want to create a dagger for Nik, was living his life and releasing his past.
Given that she and Kol had broken Finn's connection to their parent's power Rebekah knew that if she were going to face him she needed to do it now before he found a new power source. All her life she had defended Kol and Finn from Nik knowing that their brother's temper would be their undoing but through it all she had never been afraid of Nik killing them even though he knew how. The worst he would ever do was dagger them for centuries.
Finn had gone too far and taken too much and never had such pain filled her heart. She had lost loves before but losing family was a rarity for the Original family.
Finding Finn hadn't been hard since like the weasel he was he maintained a burrow at the same place their mother had. Hiding behind one of the tombs she had waited for Freya to leave knowing exactly what her elder sister was capable of. With a pendent to focus her power she was potentially stronger than Finn and with anger fueling her she didn't believe there was anything she couldn't do.
Treading lightly she headed for the opening of the tomb and looked in as she heard Finn chanting and felt the magic in the air. She may be new to being a witch but she wasn't new to revenge and vengeance.
Hearing his words and seeing that sadistic smile on his face set her off. He didn't even care what he had done, his message was clear and simple none of them matter and he would go through them to meet his end goal. "It's I who will have the pleasure dead brother." Chanting she threw her hand out sending her elder brother head first into the stone of the tomb.
"Immortality came with rules as does mortality. As family we may not always like each other but we never kill. Always and forever will never apply to you because you stop being my brother the moment you cursed Kol to die!" A snarl curled her lip up as she felt the magic sizzling in the air. "You cursed him to die alone and to lead a lonely life up to that point. Was that something you saw for yours? Because whereas none have love for you Kol died with the one thing he wanted most...family, which is something you will never have again."
Post by Finn Mikaelson on Feb 19, 2015 13:14:42 GMT -6
Finn held the sly grin on his face as he turned his back to the spell that he was creating to find Niklaus's child, since he had no idea when their aunt Dahlia would arrive. Finn had to act fast. "Rebekah, Rebekah...My dear blinded sister" he grinned ear to ear. Opening his mouth to speak, he was stopped at the wave of his sister's power that threw him across the room and head first into a tomb. The stone cracked and crumbled under the pressure.
Groaning he collapsed onto his knees as he tried to pull himself up, his pain racked with pain. Listening to what his sister had to say about family, he laughed. "Family? Is that what you call this?" he laughed and slowly pulled himself to his feet. With a flick of his own hand and letting his magic burst out from his anger and rage.
He threw his sister across the room so that she hit the wall on the opposing side of the room "Our brother was nothing more than a weakling who satisfied his own needs for survival. Choosing which ever side had a chance of succeeding. Mother was blind in bringing him back, blessing him with a mortal body. His greed for what he could never have was the end of him" he sneered.
Moving across the room watching his weak sister lay on the floor, he stood above her towering "Our mother cursed us with a beast that fed on the innocent and whilst our brothers torn innocent lives with their bare hands. I stood back and watched and did nothing. Not even you, not even after Niklaus daggered you how many times sister?" he paused.
"Our family is broken and beyond repair, Elijah seeks to repair something that cannot be fixed. Do you not see that Rebekah?" he paused again moving around her "Our beloved sister Freya has shown me the way...Kol was nothing more than a disease on this earth. I rid the world of something evil. And soon, you and our brothers shall join them" he hissed holding out his hand and clenched it together sending another wave of pain through his sister.
Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Feb 19, 2015 13:37:08 GMT -6
Finn seemed to think himself witty and sly like the fox which their brother had been. It there was one thing she knew best it was how to read her brothers and Finn was trying to fit into a role which wasn’t his. Maybe he was still raw over being daggered a forever amount of times or maybe he was still upset over Sage. The fact remained that he was given a second chance at life and he had followed their mother blindly and yet called her blind. “I’m not the one who held our mother of a pedestal. I know what all of you are, your flaws, your weaknesses and I’ve love all of you despite it all but this I cannot forgive.”
She watched as he collapsed to his knees and stayed there for a moment as if trying to get his head back on right. It was rare she had ever lifted a hand against any of her brothers but never had one died at the hands of another. “No Finn, family is no longer what I call you. Family doesn’t leave one another behind and no matter the amount of times you were daggered you were never left for dead. We loved you and trusted you!” Their family was dysfunctional at best and broken at worst but never had they faced something like this.
With a simple flick of his wrist Finn sent her across the room and her back hit the wall hard. As a vampire it would be something easily shaken off but as a human it bloody well hurt. “Our brother was more human than you will ever be. Mortality agreed with him but you, you’ve become worse than Kol ever was. Kol didn’t satisfy his own needs in death, he died for something you will never understand!”
Watching her elder brother move towards her she didn’t move, if he wanted to kill her then he could very well try but she knew he enjoyed the sound of his own voice too much to stop talking now. “We all did things we weren’t proud of as vampires. We allowed blood lust and our emotions to rule us and you hold that against us. You always hated that Elijah was called the Noble when you yourself believe you were the Noble one of the family. Nik may have daggered me and stole centuries of my life by you stole any future Kol might have and I believe it would have been brighter than even you could imagine.”
Listening to his words something inside of her snapped. “We may be damaged but we are never broken. You see your own flaws in us for it’s you who’s broken. Mother turned into the one thing she swore to never become and you lost faith. I’ve always had someone to believe in Finn you just put your faith in the wrong person.” She screamed as pain ripped through her body as her brother used magic against her. She might be new to being human and a witch but she wouldn’t allow Finn to win not now.
Fighting through the pain she focused on the look on Kol’s face as she held his hand as he slipped away. She had felt him die in her arms and that was a memory she wasn’t soon to forget. “You’re the disease.” She said through clenched teeth as she pushed herself up from the tomb floor. As a vampire pain had been nothing because she knew it would end but as a human it seemed to have a lingering affect but right now her adrenaline and emotions drove her.
“You first Finn.” Focusing she threw both of her hands out and sent him flying across the tomb as blood trickled from her nose at the effort it took.
Post by Finn Mikaelson on Feb 19, 2015 14:04:36 GMT -6
Finn once felt love for his sister but now he felt nothing more than disgust for the sister that he loved more than anything. He once protected her, defended her actions to their brother Niklaus. But that had all changed and now he despised every single one of his siblings. They were a plague on this earth and one that he was sought on removing permanently.
"Our family is nothing and from nothing evil was created and I will make sure that every single one of them perish along with our siblings. Perhaps I shall save your favourite brother for last and make you watch. But which brother Rebekah? Kol is dead so who is it to be?" he asked mocking his younger sibling.
Holding out his hand ready to prepare another attack on his sister, he was not fast enough as the magic sizzled in the air causing his to freeze. He had never felt such power from his sister tonight. He felt his body being thrown through the air and crash against another wall, crying out as the pain surged through him and partially crippled him. Finn could hear the cry of exhaustion from his sister and raised his head to see her on her knees. A winning smile spread across his face, seeing the blood trickle from her nose.
"Such hatred Rebekah. Such hatred for someone you claimed to hate, for someone who turned his back on this family when he chose to betray our mother. To stand beside our bastard brother who is nothing more than a beast" he hissed. Grabbing hold of a ledge he painfully pulled himself to his feet "You are weak. You cannot beat me Rebekah" he chuckled.
Holding his hand out directly towards his sister "You stand by our brothers as though they are innocent...Phasmatos Tribum, Salve Sorce Das. Phasmatos Eliximo Nominum, Etrinox Sorce Sotero Callux Oxtara. Phesmatos incendere ad pulvox." he recited.
Finn felt the spark of his magic leave his body and head straight towards his sister "I want you to feel it all Rebekah. Hear all of their screams as our brothers murdered innocent people" he hissed glaring at Rebekah.
If Rebekah repeatedly chose to stand by their brother then she could feel the all of their pain, feel every single one of their deaths.
Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Feb 19, 2015 14:35:33 GMT -6
Despite everything her brothers had done to her and each other she had never hated one of the before. The closest she’d ever come to hating one of them had been Nik when he had daggered her and turned Marcel. Now she knew the two of them deserved one another because power was what drove them both. Kol’s death hit her harder than even Marcel’s betrayal. Kol was the youngest and tended to act out and the rest of them forgave him for it.
“You talk of evil as if you’ve escaped it but you’re no better than the rest. You don’t want to kill us because we’re evil you can to kill us because Nik showed you the woman our mother truly is.” For so long Finn had wanted nothing but their mother’s love and affection. Anyone he had seen as a threat to the time he had with their mother he had tried to get rid of.
An inhuman growl left her as Finn spoke of who he would kill next wanting to leave her favorite brother for last. The Noble Elijah or the hybrid they were the only two left of what had once been a great family. Kol had been the closest to her in age and though Nik and Elijah had been a little older she and Kol had been inseparable for a long time in childhood. “Well Finn you know you were always my least favorite so maybe you should off yourself first.” She tried to hold back her tears at the thought of Kol dead followed by images of Nik and Elijah. No that wouldn’t happen.
There was a small opening as he went on the attack but she got there first. Kol had told her as a witch emotion was power and he hadn’t been joking as Finn flew head over tail across the tomb. Finn may have more knowledge on magic but she had never been one to piss off. Her head was pounding and she knew exhaustion would soon take over since she wasn’t used to using this much magic or putting this much effort in anything. Falling to her knees he needed to get out of her, for the first time she’d pulled a Kol and allowed her anger to guide her and bitten off more than she could chew.
“Our mother only loved and cared for us as long as it suited her needs. She wished for our deaths and our brother may be a beast but even he has morals and more heart than you.” Even knowing that Nik wasn’t her full brother had never lessened how much she cared for him because he was her family and had always looked out for her. “Family is power Finn and all you have is a psychotic witch who’d probably using you. I would pity you but you no longer deserve it.”
Finn spoke of innocence and she knew her brothers were anything but innocent but she was less than innocent herself. Finn wasn’t an innocent either and yet he was playing the victim and like they had wronged him when he had placed himself in that situation.
Hearing her brother chanting her eyes grew wide for a moment before something hit her. It wasn’t a blast like he had sent before but she fell to the ground her eyes closing as voices began to take over in her head. There was so much pain and so much screaming, so many voices deafening her men, women, and children alike. Screaming she writhed on the ground not able to take it. There was a burning in her throat as if it were being ripped open time and time again. Claws shredding her skin and fangs ripping and draining. Curled in the fetal position her hands were over her ears as tears streamed down her face but nothing would lessen the screams that seemed to echo through her soul.
Post by Finn Mikaelson on Feb 19, 2015 14:58:14 GMT -6
His sisters words should have stung him to the core, but they didn't. They only fuelled his anger and rage directed solely at his younger sister. Her words laced with the anger that she had felt towards him for murdering their brother Kol. But that did not matter, Kol was just another death another person who could not stand against him or their sister Freya.
Clenching his hand together in a tight fist intensifying his power over his sister watching and listening to her writhe on the floor in agony. A grin spread across his face watching his sister cry out, a joy at knowing she was feeling every single death committed by their brothers.
"You see Rebekah. Every single death by our brothers was an act of evil. Sure you believe me to be evil and in fact I may be. But what I do is for the safety of my own life, for our sister's. Our sister was snatched from us and yet you all knew about her as children. But I" he slammed his own chest with his hand "Mourned for her. You all claim to be always and forever. But Kol and I were never part of the inner circle. Daggers in our hearts locked in coffins whilst you, Elijah and Niklaus left village to village in flames, death in your wake" he hissed.
Clenching his fist tighter intensifying his magic more over his sister so that she was unable to move except for feeling the pain of each life taken by their brothers "Do you feel that sister? Another life taken by your dear Niklaus...By Elijah" he grinned sadistically "I believed that you would accept mother's offer to join us as human. But you are nothing more than a pathetic weakling who chose the wrong side" he smirked.
Pacing back and forth around the tomb, he stretched his arms above his head hearing his shoulder crack. Moving across to the ledge laced with melted candle he picked up a cloth and dabbed at his nose as it trickled blood onto his lips. Gazing at the soiled cloth with his own blood "Blood. Human life force that keeps us breathing and yet can be taken from us so easily by the monsters that you all turned yourselves into" he grinned pausing tossing the soiled cloth to the floor "Foolish sister" he chuckled hearing her cry out again.
"Family is not power...I am the power" he paused and walked over towards his sister "Phasmatos Tribum, Plantus Vivifey, Plantus Herbus. Symbole du masque et de l'ombre, embrase-toi. Embrase-toi" he started to recite holding his hand out above his younger sibling "Do you feel that? The cries of the innocent slain by our brother continue?" he hissed.
Shrugging watching his almost paralysed sister remain still on the floor, weeping at the intensity of his magic crawl across her skin and bury deep in her soul. "They will come for you and when they do. I'll be ready for them. I will make you watch as I end their very existence and then you shall join them sister" he grinned holding his hand over his sister moving in a circular motion "Dinti tu e sedo per un dayen un trahen ble doce mozore un frantue e sedo per un trahen, un trahen ble do sedo per"