Esther is a person that can drain you both physically and mentally from just talking to her. We are still talking in the front yard of the plantation house, listening to her trying to defend herself. She really has lost her very last marble if she thinks we are going to believe anything that comes out of her mouth. "When I learned I was with child, I went back to Mikael. I told him I was having his baby. He showed no joy, but neither did he suspect the truth. When you were born, it renewed his spirits. We had Kol, Rebekah, Henrik... Because of you, we were a family again!"

"What you call a family, others call infidelity, Esther."

Nik is clearly overwhelmed by this story, steps away from her. I took a step towards our mother, trying to put a barrier between him and her - a gesture to protect him. "A family built on secrets and lies."

"Oh, you were my secret joy! And, to protect your secret, I denied you a life with your father. But, what if I could make up for all that? By curing you of this sickness that's infected your soul? Whereas I put Kol and Finn into the bodies of a witch, you I shall place into the bodies of a werewolf! So you can live out your days as what you were always meant to be!" She spoke so passionately and a realisation struck me.

"God Almighty, you really do believe all of this shit you're sprouting, don't you?" I asked her in disbelief, although it was more of a statement, raising an eyebrow. She gave me a sour look that clearly said she was not impressed with my attitude. Unfortunately for her, I don't care what she thinks of me.

"What could possibly make you think that we would agree to such a thing?" My brother turned away from her as he asked his question. I knew he would never agree. His love for power is to big. There is also the fact that I would never agree to it and neither of us can survive without the other.

"With mortality, you could start over. You could have a family of your own. Happiness, peace, all the things you have long been denied?" Esther walks past me and toward Nik as she talks - the urge to kill her was very tempting - but with every step she takes in his direction, he takes a step backwards to get away from her, clearly unhappy at the day's events.

"ENOUGH! Tell me where Elijah is, or I will kill you, in this body or any other you choose to jump into from now to bloody Armageddon!" My twin stops backing up and he steps toward her, but Esther throws him away from him using telekinesis.

"I had hoped there was some part of you that yearned for an end to your vicious ways!" She continues holding Klaus back using magic as he stands to his feet and tries to push against it. A vicious growl escaped my lips as I sped forward and grabbed her by the neck and hoisting her up in the air.

"Let go of my twin, or have your neck snapped." I snarled at her, tightening my grip to show her that I was not joking around with her. She let him go and in turn I let her go, albeit reluctantly. The next moment, Esther outstretched her hand and made it into a fist and twists it in the air, snapping my brother's neck with telekinesis. He falls to the ground, unconscious, much to my horror.

"NOOOO!" I roared out, speeding forward as a sharp pain shot through my neck, only to be thrown away by an invisible wall. I glared at Esther as she smirked at me.

"It took me a thousand years, how to keep you temporarily contained, but I figured it out. Magic around you in the form of a boundry spell." The witch told me, looking way to proud of herself. I growled at her, eyes glaring before I felt to the edge of the barrier - nearest to where my twin was lying with a snappped neck - and kneeled to the ground, resting my forehead against the barrier and placing my hands next to my head. My eyes never moved from Nik's figure.

I sat there for hours, waiting for my twin to wake up. Esther spoke to me but I ignored her. Not once talking to her and giving in to her taunts. I tuned her out as I kept my eyes locked on my twin. Suddenly, he awakens with a gasp after his snapped neck has healed. I sighed in relief.

"Lexie!" He shouted, looking around frantically. Relief swam in his eyes when he spotted me

"Apologies for the headache. Were you dreaming?" She asked, the question almost taunting.

"I was remembering the day we found out who our real father was. Only that was after Mikael slaughtered him." My twin told her and a pang shot through my chest. Esther really doesn't know where to stop, where to draw the line.

"My darkest hour. Had you yourself not killed me soon thereafter, I doubt I ever would have recovered." She checks her pocket watch and I almost rolled my eyes. Clearly she hasn't realised that she is in the 21st century. "You woke earlier than I expected. No matter. It is time."

"You call this waking up earlier?" I asked her, enraged and banging against the barrier. "He was unconsious for hours."

Nik looked at me, concerned. "Time for what?"

"You said you wanted Elijah. He's sleeping. Chained to the wall of a tomb in Lafayette Cemetery. I've lifted the spell that hides him. You are free to take him home. Now, his own mind will work out his choice for him. When he wakes, he'll make his own decision. Every single thing I've said to you tonight is the truth, Niklaus. Whether you choose to believe it is up to you." Esther tells us calmly and we both scowl at her before vamp-speeding away to get our brother.

We speed through the streets of New Orleans as fast as we could to the cemetary. We arrived at Lafayette to rescue Elijah. There is sounds of fighting nearby and exchanging a glance with my twin, we nodded at each other - silently agreeing to go investigate.

We find a blonde man mowing down werewolves with his sword in front of the Lycee. Nodding at each other again, we decided to go through the werewolves and help the man. Nik speeds behind one of the werewolves and snaps his neck while I rip out another's heart. The man holds his sword up but slowly lets it down when he looked at us. I froze, recognising the face.

Impossible.

"You." My brother spoke, I was to stunned to say anything, let alone form a sentence. Images of his lifeless body flashed in my mind.

The man was clearly just as stunned as us. "Niklaus? Aleksios?"

"No, no! You're not real!" Nik panicked. I just stood there and stared at him, I felt my jaw dropping opened when he spoke my name and I can imagine that I didn't make up the most flattering image right now.

"Niklaus!" He tried to reach out to him.

"NO! You're a phantom, conjured by Esther, that's all that you are!" He brushes past the older blonde man, shoving at him, and stomps toward the Lycee. As if a switch went on in my brain, my limbs started working again.

"Klaus." I growled at him, knowing it is the only why to get his attention right now. His eyes snapped to mine. "He is real. I can see him. Earlier, I could not see Elijah's illusion. And you know, no witch can trick my mind."

Nik was frightened, just like I am, slowly turns back toward him. The older man speaks again. "I am flesh and blood. Your flesh and blood."

"You've been dead a thousand years!" My brother cried in disbelief and outrage.

"What Nik means to say is that you should not be here." I gently amended. If this really was him and he really didn't mean us harm, then I really wanted to get to know him.

"And through that time, I lingered on the Other Side, watching you let the world fall apart, until I woke, four moons past, in the land of wolves like myself." The blonde man explained.

"And were you sent here by my mother? Meant by her to sway me to accept her bargain!" Nik shouted at him, clearly - like myself - expecting the worst. The only difference is, I was hoping it wasn't true, that he is here for us. Was that wrong?

"I do not speak for Esther. I know nothing of her bargains." He answered, looking sincerely confused. He walks towards me and Nik. "But you are my son and my daughter, my children." One hand reaches to caress my twin's face and the other to my own, but my brother grabs his arm before he can so he can see the crescent moon tattoo on his forearm. The man looks at Nik curiously as I stepped away from him.

"And, if what you say is real, you are nothing to me. For all I care, you can crawl back to hell." My twin spat at him. At our father. He looks hurt as Nik vamp-speeds away. He turned to me, both of our eyes watering. Awe and wonder spread through me as I watched him.

"Aleksios?" He asked shakily and I nodded, once again to stunned to say anything.

"What- what is your name?" I breathed, stammering over my words as my heartbeat accelerated. My mind was stuggling to believe this, just like my twin brother. But my heart knew that it was true, Esther can not get inside of my mind.

"Ansel." He smiled at me slowly. One that was so like Nik's and my own. I sucked in a breath of air, blinking away my tears. Nik. He flashed before my eyes and I remembered that he left to find Elijah.

"I need to go find Nik and help him." I told him, sorrow in my eyes as I gestured behind me. "Do not leave. Please? Nik will come around. And I want to talk with you, even if he doesn't. There is so much that I want to ask you. That I want to talk about. " I spoke, a little excitedly, a hopeful smile blooming on my face.

"I will be in the woods." He nodded, gesturing to the direction of the bayou. We exchanged smiles and I sped off, using my twin's scent to find him.

His scent leads me to the Lycee, where I find him standing with our older brother, who still bound in chains and unconscious.

I spot the poppet that binds the spell that keeps the chains from being broken and I swore. That bitch. She made Elijah completely powerless to escape. "Nik, we need to break that doll."

"And people wonder where we got our insanity from." My twin muttered and I snorted at his words. He quickly rips down the chains while I catch Elijah, who falls into my arms. I gently set him down in the ground, wanting to wake him.

"Come on, Elijah, nap time is over." I gently smacked his cheek.

"Wake up, brother. Elijah." Nik calls out as well and suddenly, I feel a presence behind us. I shot up and spun around, hybrid face snarling at the intruder.

My annoyance spikes when I saw the vessel Esther was in. "He won't wake. Not yet. Which gives us one last chance to discuss my offer."

"Oh for fuck sakes, can you just go to hell and stay there?" I snarled at her, my stance protective as I hovered over my two brothers. There was no way I'm letting her past me.

"You promised me Elijah's safe return. Or, was that a lie, just like my father, back from the dead?" Nik snapped at her, obviously still having trouble to believe his return. I am still having trouble believing it myself.

"Your father's return is real. I pulled him from the Other Side before it collapsed, left him in the Bayou to join the wolves. And, I used the execution of one of his own to draw him here, where I knew he'd find you."

Nik was enraged once more, so much so, that I could feel it in our twin bond. "To what end? Besides my torment?"

"I brought him here to be the father you never had. To teach you to be the man you always longed to be. Once you are remade as a werewolf, you can join him."

Nik was radiating fury as he stands to his feet and walks toward her. A dark scowl twists on his face. "His return changes nothing."

Liar, my mind screamed at my twin. My brother's world, much like my own, is complete thrown of its axis with the return of our father.

"It changes everything. It is my gift to you both, my twin children. This offer is your last chance at salvation. Reject me now, and you will live out your endless days unloved and alone." Esther

"We will never be alone. If nothing else, we will always have each other." I snapped at her, glaring and barely containing my rage.

"Do not refuse me out of some ancient spite--"

Nik interrupts her before she could finish her sentence. "Not spite. Hatred. A pure and perfect hatred that's greater now than the day I first took your life!"

Esther was clearly frustrated with my brother."Why, after all I've done to explain to you, why must you persist--"

I see it before he reacts - I've known him long enough to see when he will explode. My twin completely loses his temper and grabs her in a choke-hold, slamming her head against the stone wall as he pins her down. "BECAUSE YOU CAME FOR MY CHILD! MY DAUGHTER! Your own blood!"

Esther struggles to breathe and the sadistic part of me finds satisfaction in her stuggle. "You... don't... understand!"

"MY. CHILD!" He shouted venomously and my chest feels tight for a moment when his anger, grief and pain comes through our twin bond all at once.

She continues to gasp for breath. "Niklaus! I had to!" I scoffed as she lifts up two fingers, causing my twin to to experience a nosebleed. Still, he grips her throat even harder, and she whimpers in pain.

"Nik!" I called out, wanting to know if I should take over from him, worry and concern swirling in my chest. He glanced at me and shook his head. The look in his eyes said, 'I got this'. I hope so, because the last time he said something like that, I watched him burn.

"You declared war when you came after my family. And, for that, I will make you suffer as only I can." He smirks through the blood pouring from his nose and I winced. It doesn't matter that we are immortal. I loathe seeing him bleeding. "After all, I am my mother's son."

He throws her down onto the floor, where she struggles to catch her breath. Nik rushes over to Elijah, picking him up and carrying him out of the crypt. I shot my mother a withering look. "I hope your stupid plans was worth losing your family for."

***

I knock on the front door of the apartment that I shared with Davina for a while. I didn't know how I ended up here, or why. My twin brother took Elijah home while I went to Rousseau's. I needed to get a little drunk after the day's biggest development. My biological father is alive, resurrected, reborn - pick your adjective. The point remains the same, after a thousand years, my father is back from the dead.

So here I am, slightly drunk as I stand infront of the door of the love of my life.

It doesn't take long for her to open, eyes widening when she saw me. I smiled at her attire - a short nightgown. A part of me frowned that she opens the door dressed like that, but a bigger part of me wants to rip the gown of her. It's been days since I've properly touched her.

"Aleksios?" She breathed, clearly surprised. Millions of questions are shining in her eyes, but she would never ask them. I knew she wouldn't, not after I've told her that I don't trust her.

"I honestly don't know how I ended up here. Or why I'm here." I admitted, shoving my hands into my jeans' back pockets. Hurt and joy flashed through her eyes simultaneously.

"Do you want to come in?" She questioned, looking so hopeful that it made my chest ache.

"I don't think that is such a good idea." I shook my head, turning the oh-so-tempting offer down.

"Because you don't trust me?" Davina asked at me, hurt flashing in her eyes. I knew I don't have to answer her, but God knows, I always gave her what she wants. Expect for one thing.

"Because I don't trust myself not to take you to bed." I told her honestly. A sharp intake of breath is heard from her and suddenly her eyes darkened, gaze zeroing in on my lips.

"Would that be so bad?" The brunette beauty asked, eyes looking me up and down, slowly. My whole body felt like it was on fire and I regretted coming here. Alcohol and the girl would could seduce me with a look is a horrible idea. I look away from her and take a deep breath.

"Very bad." I nodded, my eyes meeting her's again, my ears not missing how her heart beat start to speed up. Then she threw herself at me and lips attacked mine with a ferocity that I didn't know she possessed. I pulled away, eliciting a sound of protest from Davina. "This is a horrible and terrible idea."

"We can worry about that tomorrow, right now, I want you." She mumbled, voice low and wrecked with lust and longing and love and all semblance of common sense along with control jumps out of the window when our lips meet again.

We stumbled through the doorway and I blindly kick the door shut before wrapping my arms around her neck and speeding her up against the door and pressing our bodies flush against each other.

Hands pulled of my jacket, then it tugged at my shirt before pulling it off. I kiss down her jaw, my mouth making a trail of wet kisses down her neck and it earns me a lustful moan that sounds absolutely damning to my ears. In a way it is. I picked her up and sped her to our once shared room, knowing the way by heart.

I know this is a bad idea. But she's right, we can worry about that tomorrow. For tonight, I am going to allow myself to get lost in the feelings that only Davina can bring to the surface.

When I gently threw her on the bed, the dazzling smile on her face almost brings me to my knees. She has no idea how dangerous she is to me. It took a kiss for me to give into her. I pushed those thoughts away from my mind as I crawled on top of her and ripped of the nightgown.

I never could resist the Queen of my heart anyways.

***

No, they will not get back together. Not yet. Come on, who doesn't love some, okay a lot, drama before a happy ending?

-Mixie