#tvdfowen

Every once in a while, Phelix grabbed a duffle bag and went to the gym to work out a little. There was no way in Hell he would let his perfectly structured body turn into a lump of fat and squish. He had been practicing for two hours before he went into the boxing section to spare a little. With a random opponent in the ring with him, he coaxed the man to come at him, and when he did, Phelix knocked him down without putting any effort into it. “Next!” he shouted, waiting for another opponent whose ass he’ll inevitably kick.

“Little Nik.” Kol smirked as he walked into his nephew’s bedroom. “You into playing the piano, oui?” Kol nodded, thinking about his words carefully. “You shouldn’t quit your day job. You sound awful. I think Bethoven turned over in his grave.” Kol teased, laughing loudly. “I’m only joking...or am I?”

“—Hey!” she shouted right before she started to lightly jog toward the hybrid that saved her from all those wicked beasts that lurked in the darkness the night of the purge. “I never really got to thank you for letting me hide out at your place,” she told him once she caught up with him. “So, thank you.” A smirk wanted to appear on her face, but she quickly made herself smile.

Freddie had been in a sideway, smoking like he usually did at this time to get some stresses out the way. But as an 18 year old, he shouldn't really be doing this anyway but it was just something he managed to pick up along the way. For some mad reason, his anger was bubbling like crazy and he didn't know why? Freddie was usually the calmer one out of his siblings but now it felt as he hated someone so much to kill them. He takes a puff from his cigarette before hearing a voice. 'Well well. Look who it is. The little bitch of his family' The familiar voice to him and after a few seconds, Freddie put two and two together to figure out who it was but he was now pushed hardly against the wall by him. "Chad...Get the fuck off me" He said in response. Chad had been the one enemy the boy had in his life. He hated his guy like crazy.Chad was only slightly older than him but he felt like he could take him. Chad drew a knife from his pocket and pressed it against Freddie's neck and digs deep to make him bleed and Freddie moans in sheer pain.

He managed to get off his hold as he stares at him. "Oh look at that. Little bitch can hold himself off. He think he can touch me. Now, you little runt. Sit" He said. "No.." Freddie rebels. He pushes Chad to the wall as forcefully as he can and he could now see he was bleeding. "You little shit..I'll kill you" Chad said and gets back up. Freddie needed to fight back with some sort of weapon. But he didn't have one. Luckily for him, he found a solid and heavy brick that he could use. He pushes him down to the floor and hits Chad's skull with it was forcefully as he could. He was only doing the right thing of protecting himself. But Chad wasn't moving. He checks his pulse and he wasn't breathing either. "No.." he said to himself quietly. "No no..." He repeats. "No way!! This isn't fucking happening to me!" he rages and punches the brick wall. "You fucking asshole. Get up" Freddie said as he shakes his body. He took a deep breath and hears something behind him. It could have been anyone.

He turns to look at the person and tears form around his eyes as he realized it was his eldest brother, Owen. "O-Owen...I-I did a bad thing and I can't take it back and I'm fucking loosing it. I'm scared" he said as he slid down the wall and grips his own hair as if he was about to rip it out. Freddie Mikaelson had triggered his werewolf gene and the only person present was his brother. He didn't even know hat to say to him. He just cries and puts his head to his knees.

“Wait… what? That— that was real?! Vampires… are…?!”

owen-mikaelson

“I’m listening, I promise I’m not ignoring you. I just-- Gimme a minute. This is a really good chapter.”