thirst quenched

Finn couldn’t believe what he was seeing - the woman who had driven a wedge between his brothers during their human years. He had never particularly cared for her back then, even before romance had entered the picture. That indifference had shifted into irritation, then into straight up dislike. He might not have been all that close with his two brothers, or any of his siblings, save for his older sister, for that matter, but he still cared about them and didn’t like seeing them be at odds, especially over something so trivial. 

Becoming one of Klaus’ hybrids had quite literally changed Emmett’s life, and for the better. Sure, he had tasks to do and had to report back to his sire, but Emmett considered it to be a fair exchanged. Klaus had saved him from the werewolf’s curse, and there wasn’t much he wouldn’t do to show his gratitude and loyalty to him. 

So whatever task Klaus gave to him, he executed it with proficiency and in a timely manner. After completing the job assigned to him for the day, Emmett made his way back to the Mikaelson mansion, stopping short before he climbed the stairs up to the front door to slip off his mud and blood caked boots so he wouldn’t track anything inside their home. In the blink of an eye, he was inside and shutting the door behind himself, pausing for a second when he felt the presence of someone else in the foyer. 

Despite having the most stable quote-unquote, home he’d had in years, Emmett still found himself wandering the heavily wooded areas of Mystic Falls. As much as he hated to admit it, he felt a certain sense of comfort and easiness being in the woods. Most likely because they reminded him of the happy times he spent with his siblings and mother during his childhood. 

❝ i have realized i’ve been thinking about this whole doppelganger situation all wrong, ❞ klaus explained as he moved to take a seat, still very much pleased with himself. ❝ i shouldn’t exert myself to try and find her … a much better use of my time would be to make her come to me instead. ❞ gesturing around himself, the hybrid continued, ❝ after a productive walk around campus, i have compelled a few of her classmates to deliver her a message for me. ❞ his smirk made it clear whatever message that was, it wouldn’t be a pleasant one for elena to hear.

❝ by the way, are you busy with anything important today? i have an errand for you to run. ❞ 

emmett stayed quiet as klaus explained his words, processing the explanation rather quickly and nodding his head once to show that he was listening and understood where he was going. “what was the message?” the hybrid asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. for a moment, emmett was going to question why his sire hadn’t given him or gianna the task of delivering said message, but then he realized that getting the message from classmates was a smarter move. 

there  had  been  such  a   T E T H E R E D   bond  so  long  ago:  how  they’d  play  and  plan  mischief  when  they  were  children.  he  was  the  only  sibling  she’d  spent  time  with,  though  she’d  admit  to  recalling  the  excitement  of  seeing  their  mother’s  stomach  grow –  how  she’d  longed  to  meet  elijah  and  to  find  herself  with  another  sibling  to  adore…as  cut  short  as  it  all  was.  

she’d  witness  their  betrayals  of  each  other  over  the  years,  hopeful  that  in  his  assumed  resentments  toward  his  other  siblings,  he’d  know  she  was  being  earnest  (  that  he’d  offer  some  solace  from  her  tribulations  with  dahlia  ).  “  i’m  aware  it’s  been  quite  a  long  time;  a  thousand  years  –  well,  I  wouldn’t  blame  you  if  you’d  forgotten  about  me.  ”,  she  spoke  with  a  softer  tone,  wishing  to  air  that  she  hoped  he  hadn’t  but  she’d  learnt  long  ago  now  that  hope  wasn’t  everything  it  was  cut  out  to  be. 

@deadlydevoted​

the conflicting emotions that he experienced upon learning of freya’s survival over the years had left finn at a loss for what to do - or even say. as someone who considered himself to be quite eloquent and competent, he found himself struggling to say anything to the person he had once considered his best friend. in many ways, he still did. she was his big sister - the one he had spent a good chunk of his childhood with, just the two of them. 

She enjoyed his company, which wasn’t hard to do, but he had an upper hand above others, she actually trusted him somewhat. It was hard for her to trust, the few times she had in the past she had ended up being hurt. But being one of Klaus’s hybrids she knew she needed to learn to trust others in her new pack, it was a basis for her survival, and she found herself growing to trust Emmett first. “True, but you have to wonder why there’s a town full of us compared to other towns” she mused, “It’s just strange”

Emmett had found himself falling into the, what he could only refer to as, normalcy of being apart of a new pack. After he had spent so much time on his own, avoiding joining other werewolf packs, it was nice to finally have a family again. Or at least, some kind of semblance of a family. And he was glad that he seemed to be getting along quite well with his pack members. For the most part. Gianna especially. “You got me there. I have been wondering why everything seems to be happening in this town and this town alone. I haven’t come across this much supernatural activity in one place in all my life.”

despite klaus determination to ignore his older brother’s presence, the man forced his attention back to him by criticizing his ways. finn’s mouth was moving and yet elijah’s condescension and holier-than-thou’s attitude came out. ah, whoever undaggered his siblings … how klaus would love to have a word with them … scoffing, he turned his attention towards one very dramatic finn. ❝ you have been out of the loop for a while so i won’t hold your terrible memory against you, ❞ he started, visibly vexed, ❝ i’m sure you remember our father, you know, the immortal homicidal maniac who has tried to kill me for a thousand years … perhaps once he retires i too can take a break from this “little power trip” … until then, i shall seek whatever means necessary to make sure my family and myself stay alive. ❞ 

he widened his smile at finn. finally, a pleasant subject. ❝ oh, just a doppelganger or two, and maybe a few townies who get in the way. what do you say, brother? are you in the mood for some good old-fashioned stalking? or do you plan on staring at the walls for the rest of the night? the 21st century is quite magical, finn … you just might like it. ❞

finn parted his lips to respond, to make another comment, more than likely snide and filled with resentment towards his younger brother, but he decided against it. he didn’t want to further the animosity between the two of them even more. he was the older brother after all - he had to show some sort of self control and be the responsible one, right? he pursed his lips, listening as klaus spoke about their father and his never ending quest to end niklaus - and them. “and does your plan to make sure your survival is insured include finding a way to make sure he retires?” 

much like with their other siblings, the vibe between finn and his younger brother, kol, was tense upon the eldest brother’s undaggering. there was a part of finn that wondered why elijah even bothered undaggering him in the first place if the disdain between him the younger mikaelson siblings was so palpable. but in the end, he was grateful. those centuries he spent in a box were pure torture, and he’d much rather be awake and conscious than catatonic. even if he didn’t agree with his siblings’ choices and behavior, being with them was paradise compared to that. 

“You never know, I mean we’re not even supposed to be real yet here we are,” she said, knowing just how rare it was that there were hybrids running around Mystic Falls. And she knew she was only alive because she was loyal to Klaus, she had no other reason for being alive. She had hoped that maybe in the future he could get to know her and like her but she had a feeling that their relationship would probably never be more than just business. “I like it though,” she admitted, “in a weird way, it’s homey, and interesting. It’s not one of those boring small towns with nothing to do”

the strangers voice had the vampires attention almost immediately, turning with an interested look on her face. these times? that only meant one thing - and though to her it wasn’t a big deal, to anyone else it could give away what he was. 

     ❝ you should be a little more careful with how you word things handsome.❞ she advised, no malice in her words as she spoke, simply ❝ trust me, the humans in town are smarter than you might think. and i’d say most of the town is on vervain by now, so the little compulsion trick won’t really work for you. ❞ 

   ❝ besides, they’re children. if they have alcohol it should be taken from them anyway. ❞ 

“and what’s so wrong about the way i speak?” finn cocked his head to the side, a little confused and somewhat offended by her words. then again, he had to admit that he had noticed a little bit of a difference in his speech than that of people of the modern day and age. even his siblings seemed to have picked up on today’s lingo and euphemisms. 

“these humans may be smart, but i believe i’m more than clever enough to stay a step ahead of them,” he paused for a moment, “although i do appreciate the offered advice. i’ll heed it.” the older vampire chuckled at her words, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. 

stepping into the room was a mistake as he came to find out a second too late that none other than his older brother, finn, that been holed up in there for who knows how long. an impatient sigh escaped his lips at the resentment on the vampire’s tone. ❝ finn. ❞ klaus put on one of his impertinent smiles on. 

❝ be a good older brother and put yourself back in a box, will you? seeing as i have more urgent matters to tend to … such as taking over our hometown and terrorizing the locals into submission. ❞

finn couldn’t help but roll his eyes at his younger brother, finally giving him his full attention by fixing his gaze on him. “i see nothing has changed with you. it’s been nine hundred years and you’re still stuck on your little power trip. when is it going to end, niklaus?” he asked, quirking up an eyebrow at him. 

@deadlydevoted // emmett fields.

❝ perfect timing, emmett, ❞ he greeted the hybrid as soon as the man stepped foot into his living room. ❝ join me for a drink, we ought to celebrate an amazing breakthrough. ❞ klaus poured them a glass of bourbon each, handing one over to the hybrid. ❝ to our imminent and bloody success! ❞ he cheered and kicked back his drink. klaus being in good spirits could only mean one thing: blood was about to be spilled somewhere in town.

“I mean we could be at Atlantis?” she jokingly mused, looking back at him with a smirk, “alright, you don’t have to tell me how bad that was I already know,” she said with a raised hand - stopping him from even saying a word about her horrible attempt at a joke. “Apparently this place is important to Klaus so whatever, I kind of see it, y’know? It has a certain charm to it when you look past the ‘animal attacks’”

“Atlantis? I don’t know about that.. I haven’t seen many mermaids around here.” He cracked a half smile, shaking his head a bit at the absurdity of it all - although he couldn’t say he’d be really surprised about there being creatures like mermaids actually existing. He was a vampire-werewolf hybrid after all; he’s supposed to be nonexistent himself. “I’m glad I don’t have to tell you.” Emmett let out a sigh, his shoulders lifting in a half shrug. “I don’t really see it, but it’s not like I have much of a choice. If this is where Klaus wants to be, then this is where we’ll be. Maybe it’ll grow on me soon enough.” He snorted. “What charm does this place have?”

the few days since his sudden undaggering hadn’t done much to lessen the culture shock the eldest mikaelson son felt upon waking up to a completely different world and society. in fact, the longer he stayed conscious, the more overwhelmed he felt with the overload of information. and yet, with all the confusion and wariness he felt, nothing could overpower the intense feelings of anger and betrayal he felt towards his four vampire siblings. spending nine hundred years in a box, more or less aware of the world evolving around him, left a bitter taste in his mouth. 

a taste that only intensified in the presence of his siblings. one in particular, of course. 

he could hear the approaching footsteps long before they reached the room finn occupied, staring at an intricate art piece that adorned the wall in front of him. he hadn’t spent much time around his siblings since his undaggering, wanting to have time alone to process his thoughts and emotions. he definitely wasn’t prepared to deal with his little brother, but he knew it would have to happen sooner or later. 

location: mystic falls high school  open to: everyone event: après nous, le déluge

     well this was….weird. she had no idea how or who had managed to bring her back from the other side, but there wasn’t much time for worrying about that. stefan was off the rails, and she needed to find him and help him before it became too much of a problem. unfortunately for her before she’d had a chance to even find him she was ushered off the streets and into the high school. 

thank whatever powers that were that she had never had to spend time in one. as she walked down the hallways she couldn’t help but grimace at how depressing it all seemed. locker after locker and posters of school comradery and student independence. it was somewhat sweet….and odd at the same time.  heeled boots clicked against the floor as she reached another locker, pulling until the lock broke to peer inside. cut outs of a porno magazine - classy. 

      ❝ a whole bunch of underage kids and no one has any booze stashed in their lockers? ❞ she wondered aloud with a sigh.

it had only been a few weeks since finn had been released from the confines of that god forsaken casket and the original was still getting used to the modern world. everything was still very.. fascinating to him, to say the very least. although it wasn’t all happy-go-lucky explorations for the vampire. oh, no, it seemed as though there wouldn’t be a moment of peace for the mikaelson family. there never could be. even when they were human, it seemed as though they could never have peace. some things never change. 

and many do change. like the structure that finn found himself pacing around as the storm howled on outside. a school. a place where children learned. there was a part of finn that felt like a child learning to walk for the first time, him trying to find his footing in a world that had progressed far beyond him and his knowledge of what used to be. 

Taking a sip from her flask, she sat in a chair and looked out the window, watching the storm come down and wondering what exactly caused something this severe to hit this town. She had only been here a short time but she could even tell this town was different - it lived up to it’s name of mystic falls. “This town sure is something,” she said, “I wonder if this is something that’s considered normal here. I’ll have to do more research”

His gaze watched as rain hailed down from a dark and dreary sky, his thoughts going a mile a minute despite the calm and stoic expression he wore on the outside. Ever since he had set off on his own when he was a kid, he never cared for small towns. He had a much bigger penchant for big cities, but it wasn’t like he had much say in the matter. Klaus was in Mystic Falls, and wherever Klaus went, Emmett would be sure to follow. Even if it was a boring small town. “I’d never consider this much rain to be normal,” he snorted under his breath, his gaze shifting to the other hybrid. “No matter where we are.”