Tag Tbd; Klaus Mikaelson - Blog Posts

iknowthvnd

10 months ago

she knew something was wrong, from the moment she set foot on the property, her gut was telling her that this wasn't right. so when motives were revealed, the hybrid was ready to fight for her families survival. with claws and fangs at the ready, she made her way through hunters while remaining on the search for her children. her vision was altered, the only focus being each hunters heartbeat the rest blurred. she wasn't herself anymore, something else altogether, something she knew so well and yet tried to hide away. because she wanted to be better, for her children, for the people around her. that's why she joined the faction, to make sure that klaus didn't go too far when given so much power. to make sure that her children could then have some of their own and not worry about supernatural politics.

it was a long shot, she knew that it was going to take a lot of hard work to undo centuries of damage, but she'd try with all her might to make it right. she sensed him, way before he was ever in sight, all she saw was red until she placed a hand on his shoulder. meeting his angry glare, she rolled her eyes and smirked. blood covered her white gown, hair now messy, mask ripped off by some hunter long ago. "yeah we all know how much i enjoy playing by the rules." wiping the sweat off her brow, she gave him a look. "have you seen any of the kids?"

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he despised surprises, especially those he hadn't meticulously orchestrated himself or those that threatened the safety of his loved ones. it was a point of pride that he hadn't threatened or killed anyone in a considerable time. yet ┈┈ as he watched the hunter dispatch vampires with impunity, he felt that familiar ┈┈ bloodthirsty urge surge within him, questioning if he had grown too soft over the years. no, of course he hadn't. but where once his instinct would have been to attack and kill with unrestrained pleasure ┈┈ he knew this time it wasn't an option.

instead ┈┈ he moved like a specter through the chaos, navigating the maelstrom of thrown bodies and pools of crimson staining the floors and linens of tables. his eyes darted through the crowd, desperately searching for his family. their safety was his only priority. a sudden hand on his shoulder made his hybrid senses flare ┈┈ eyes shifting to a dangerous black with golden irises peeking through the inky darkness. he turned, ready to strike.

"you," he growled, his features relaxing slightly as recognition dawned, eyes returning to their normal state before turning and continuing in the direction he was headed. "rule one in survival: don't sneak up on a hybrid, you should be familiar with this should you not?"