; fallen from grace ♦

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…a fitting end, he would think; betraying the one who had undoubtedly betrayed him. Hindsight can and will always be a blessing, even if painful. Though whilst I could easily celebrate this outcome I find that… you should not have been pulled into this, Tatia.”

                   ;                         Tatia shook her head gently.                             "No, I should not have. But then, none of us should have, Elijah.                       None of us deserved such a fate. But we are still here.”

                   ;                        “I fear your mother may have been dishonest about my passing;                             I was never dead, Finn. I was merely captured and kept there                        --for a very long time.”

                           ” Oh, it is no problem. —- —- - —- —- -                      We are at the Mystic Falls Grill,                      Wait —- — - since when do you not remember this place?                      You’ve been here million times,Elena. “

                   ;                        “Forgive me; I meant to ask the name of the village."                              She paused, a small crease of confusion forming between her brows.                        "I think you may have mistaken me for someone else --my name is Tatia."

Perhaps his parents had been more cruel than he ever gave them credit for. Niklaus and Elijah had been devastated by the news.

      “That would have been Nik’s doing. Apparently our mother was unfaithful and bore a bastard son with a werewolf.

                                                           ——-I’m certain you already know the whole story.”

That made sense, he supposed. Magic was a strange thing.

      “I’m rather surprised we haven’t crossed paths sooner then.”

                    ;                         ”I fear your mother may have killed me eventually. But after her passing,                              it was Mikael's turn. It seems he had other plans for me."                         Tatia allowed a gentle sigh to pass her lips, nodding at his statement.                             "Yes. That I do."                         Nodding again, the female gave a gentle shrug of her shoulders.                            "Most of my time was spent finding shelter and means of survival,                          the rest searching for you and your siblings.                             You are not easy people to find, Kol. Not for a human such as myself."                           She smiled. "But I have found you now, finally. That is all that matters."

                                                    He hadn’t thought anybody was here with him.

Now he knew that someone else, presumably a woman by the sound of the voice, was alone in the dark with him.

The same darkness, that, mere seconds ago he had believed himself to be entirely alone in.

                                       ❝Yes, sorry to startle you.❞

He finally speaks as his eyes adjust to the darkness and settle on the fear-ridden figure.

❝I wasn’t aware anyone else was in here with me. But I assure you there’s no need to be alarmed.❞

                   ;

                             Still cautious of possible danger, Tatia remained on alert;                     dark eyes wide and unblinking like that of a deer.                             “You will have to excuse my skittishness,                     I have not been known for my calmness as of late."

      “My father had told us that it was your blood that laced our wine;                                                                                                 that your blood has made us into vampires.”

Both parents had sought to end the feud between Niklaus and Elijah. They had spoken of Tatia’s untimely demise but he supposed his parents had always been brilliant liars.

      “What has triggered your awakening?” 

                   ;                         ”It did. Your father was truthful about my blood.”                              She nodded gently, a heavy sigh falling from her lips.                         "Your mother took my blood in order to turn you and your siblings,                             but it was not enough to kill me. She kept me alive, but hidden.                         --That was until she passed and Mikael took over."                             A drop of her head signalled her sadness towards the memory,                           gazing at the floor for a brief moment before she spoke up again.                             "I believe it was the passing of your father;                           a loophole in the spell. With the death of Mikael, I awoke once more."

    ”       There are plenty of houses or apartments for sale. I could direct you to some”

                   ;                         ”I uh-- the place I am from was incredibly small.”                              It was the worst explanation but it was the only one she had                         that would not make her sound completely crazy.                             She was from an entirely different time,                         but how did one explain that to a complete stranger.                             but there is no one after me — that I am aware of.                            "The law --I see." The brunette offered a small smile                             and a gentle nod of her head;                           understanding only slightly what the man said.                             "You are very kind, sir.                           But unfortunately, I have no way of purchasing such things.                             I have no money. This place will have to do until I find my friends."

After speaking, he takes a moment to observe her. There was a look of shock plastered upon her face but what really caught his attention was the pounding of a heart; loud and strong. 

                                                                  Perhaps there is truth to it, he thought.

The dead did not always stay as such and he was living proof of that. Finally deciding that she was being truthful, his hardened expression begins to soften.

      “——How?”

                   ;                                Tatia remained cautious;                              beige eyes wide and unblinking like that of a deer caught in headlights.                        But as she witnessed his expression soften, her tension eased.                             ”Your mother and father did not kill me.                          But Mikael had a witch perform a spell preserving my body,                                but silencing my mind and movements.                          It was almost as if I had slept for a thousand years.”