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Post by Freya Mikaelson on Feb 20, 2015 12:30:09 GMT -6
Things had changed since the last century she had been awake. Everything had changed. Crouching down next to Rebekah's fallen form she pressed her fingertips against her throat to check her pulse. Having met her sister, she knew that she wasn't like her brothers. She was kind, caring. She'd committed evils, yes, but evils that were not her doing. Their mother had mess with magic that she shouldn't have, and thus had doomed her family to darkness.
Standing up, she let out a breath. Their brother's would come for Rebekah, and it was then that she'd strike. While they were distracted with helping Rebekah, she'd do what she needed to stop Dahlia. A part of her felt guilty for what she had to do, but one loss to prevent the loss of thousands was a price she was willing to pay. Pulling a blanket down, she wrapped it around Rebekah. She watched her sister for a brief moment, and then turned to walk out of the room.
The doors to the other room slammed open as she walked into the room Finn was in. Placing her hand onto the table, she tapped her nails against the top. Tilting her head as she gazed at the ingredients over the table. They had everything they needed except one thing. Raising her head to look at Finn, she raised a brow. "Do you think you'll be ready to face them all? I can lend you some of my strength."
She held no fear of her brother's killing Finn, she would merely bring him back if they did, but she needed them distracted for as long as possible to make sure her plan worked.
Post by Finn Mikaelson on Feb 20, 2015 12:55:13 GMT -6
As a vampire Finn would have healed instantly, but the feeling of pain reminded him exactly why he was doing this and for the greater cause he was making the right choice. Standing by a large table that was covered with all the ingredients that he required for this particular spell. Rolling his shoulders hearing it crack, he hissed. With a fresh bandage around his wrist covering the cuts from the glass like stones that had cut into him during his battle with his sister Rebekah.
His magic had worked doing exactly what he required it to do, rendering his sister lifeless whilst she experienced every single death committed by their brothers over and over. She would know of every single deed that they had ever done and that spell would last two or three days. Plenty of time to do what Freya required of him.
Raising his head with a smirk spread across his face as his sister entered the room "No need sister. I have everything I need" he assured her. Picking up a piece of burning sage he circled it over a bowl of crushed herbs dropping it into the bowl watching it smoke "The spell will be ready by the time our brothers show" he assured her.
Post by Freya Mikaelson on Feb 20, 2015 13:17:20 GMT -6
Freya smiled at her brother, and nodded her head slightly. She reached across the table to place her hand against his cheek. Finn had always been her favorite because he had been the only one she had truly been around. The others were just whispers and rumors that she might glimpse every once in a while.
"I can heal you if you wish," she spoke, pulling her hand away. She looked down at the ingredients once more, and her mouth turned up into a frown. She tapped her fingers against the table once more, and she turned away from him, sliding her fingers along the table top. She sat down in the chair, and threaded her fingers together.
"The doppelganger...what is she like? The only one I've met is Tatia and something tells me Katerina Petrova is nothing like her."
The doppelganger was going to be an issue with the plan. By nature, doppelgangers were powerful creatures that could make or break a witch's magic. She would need to make sure that Katerina was out of the picture if any of her plans would work.
Post by Finn Mikaelson on Feb 20, 2015 13:38:15 GMT -6
Finn held up the small vial that contained Freya's blood and poured it into the bowl of mixed herbs. Using the blade of a knife he mixed it together very gently in circular motions. He needed this to be perfect, if one ingredient was out then it would ruin the whole spell. He had everything that he needed bar one ingredient which would soon come. Hearing his sisters offer he shook his head.
"No. This pain reminds me of what it is like to be human. Something I had long since forgotten" he told her remembering his years as a vampire, a vile creature that plagued this earth.
Satisfied that everything was complete he placed the bowl to one side exposing a sacred enchanted symbol which is what he would use to channel the magic that Freya required. He heard her question and turned around to face his sister.
"Oh she is nothing like Tatia. Unlike Katerina, Tatia despised vampires, the creatures that mother turned us into. Katerina is a sympathizer for their kind, repeatedly choosing to stand with their kind. Her love for our brothers makes her the perfect opportunity sister. She is nothing more than an animal like our brothers and she chooses to defend them. She deserves everything she gets" he hissed in distaste about the doppleganger.
Post by Freya Mikaelson on Feb 20, 2015 14:03:09 GMT -6
Freya listened to Finn speak, and smiled faintly. "Love? Doppelgangers...forever cursed to live a lie. Still...uncorrupted they are one of the purest things in the universe. Raw, untapped power in a convenient human shaped vessel."
Rolling her shoulders, she rubbed a hand between her shoulders. "As flawed as she may be, her loyalty to our brothers is commendable. You are positive that she won't remain at the home? We need everyone here if this is to work."
She'd seen Katerina Petrova around the city, Finn wasn't the only one that watched their siblings. The doppelganger is cunning, malicious. She hid her feelings for Niklaus behind venomous words and actions, while embracing Elijah with open arms. It was...interesting to watch.
"You mustn't let your hatred of her...of them to cloud your judgement." She warned, raising her head. "If Dahlia returns our brothers will be the least of our problems."
Post by Finn Mikaelson on Feb 20, 2015 14:53:31 GMT -6
Finn nodded in agreement. His sister was right, he needed to focus on the task at hand. She may have been right about Katherine. But still that didn't mean that he couldn't hate them in his mind. Finn needed to keep a clear head and especially when it came to his brothers and the doppleganger.
"Oh I am positive that she will be here sister. Her love for our brothers will bring her straight to us. She will not allow Elijah or Niklaus to face us without her standing by their side" he assured his elder sister.
Finn turned to face his sister and took a step towards her "Have you felt anything? Aunt Dahlia is she close?" he asked needing to know how much time that they had before their aunt made an appearance in New Orleans.
Post by Freya Mikaelson on Feb 20, 2015 15:51:24 GMT -6
Freya pursed her lips. She couldn't sense Dahlia, but that just made her nervous. Their aunt could literally be right around the corner and she couldn't sense her. She reached out to take hold of Finn's hand, and squeezed his hand tightly.
"Don't fret about Dahlia. As long as we get the child everything will be fine. I'll need to prepare. Be on the look out and contact me as soon they arrive."
She stood up, placing her hands on Finn's shoulders. "You've done well, Finn. I'm proud of you."
Post by Finn Mikaelson on Feb 20, 2015 16:05:43 GMT -6
Finn nodded to the orders from his sister, they both needed to be ready if this was going to work. He turned his back to begin checking that everything was ready, the spell and its ingredients. He rose his head seeing his sister getting ready to leave to prepare for her part in all of this, a soft smile spread across his face as she placed her hands on his shoulders
"Thank you Freya....May we both fight for the greater cause. For our lives" he spoke knowing that this was the whole reason why they were doing this.
If they were ever going to get their hands on the child, everything needed to be perfect.