Unleash the Beast: pt. 8 UNLEASHED
When Elijah arrives onsite he remains outside the perimeter studying the layout and placement of guards. He picks his way around the perimeter taking out guards one by one. When he is confident he has removed all of the threats on the outside he still remains in the shadows studying. He can afford no mistakes.
“Brother, would you please allow us to help you,” Klaus asks.
“Niklaus, I’m going to kill every single one of them that laid a finger on my son,” he says through gritted teeth as he tries desperately to control himself.
“Elijah?” Charlotte’s voice is soft and low. He hears the fear and the pain in her voice. Whatever was left intact of his heart shatters in that moment. He turns to pull her against him.
“I’m here my love,” Elijah whispers against her ear. “I’m here.” The couple clings to each other as silent tears stream.
“Elijah, I know you’ve cleared the perimeter. What would you like us to do next?”
“They have,” he pauses as his voice cracks. “EJ is on the second floor. There are guards with him but he seems ok. He isn’t tied up and doesn’t appear to have been injured.”
“Charlotte, If we keep the rest of them busy downstairs do you think you can get to EJ and get him out?”
“Absolutely,” she says without hesitation. “Just take care of him for me Niklaus,” she whispers against Elijah’s cheek. “I can’t loose either of them tonight.”
“I will be fine love,” Elijah assures her.
“I’m concerned that I might loose you to the darkness. Please don’t let it win Elijah. EJ and I need you. The you that is only lethal when defending his family and would choose compulsion over killing. The real you.”
Elijah takes a deep breath and squeezes her to him.
“I give you my word Charlotte. No matter what happens in the next little while, when we have our son back, you will have the husband you know and the father he needs.”
“Thank you for that,” she whispers as she kisses his cheek. “Now, lets get our son.”
Klaus and Elijah walk onto porch of the old house eliminating anyone who tries to stop them. When they reach the front door and find it locked they laugh as Klaus kicks it in. They walk into the foryer and see Tristan and Lucien on the balcony overlooking them.
The question is loud enough for anyone inside to hear him.
“EJ! It’s ok son. Uncle Niklaus and I are here to get you.”
“Why do you insist on calling him your son? You haven’t adopted him and you can’t procreate,” Tristan says with a laugh.
“Oh he is his son Tristan. That boy is my blood. That lovely witch that was with him used a spell that allowed them to conceive. She used other magic to hide him and keep him safe, even from us until a few weeks ago.”
Several of the vampires in the room suddenly looked very uncomfortable.
“This boy really is the biological son of an Original and was kidnapped?”
“Yes,” Elijah replies through gritted teeth. “My wife and I did not know about him till recently and then they had the unmitigated gaul to break into our home, kill his caretaker and steal him from us.”
Mumbling filled the room. “Look, we didn’t know the boy was yours or that he was kidnapped. We were just told he was with them and you were coming to take him. We want nothing to do with this.”
“Those of you who leave now will be allowed to do so and live. If you stay you will be shown no mercy or forgiveness.”
Many of those gathered in the house left immediately. All that remains are members of the Stryx and a handful of others. Lucien walks out on the balcony holding EJ to him.
“EJ! Son, I need you to do something for me. Close your eyes and do not open them until I tell you to. Promise me.”
“Yes sir. I promise,” and with that the boy closes his eyes.
Elijah smiles as EJ obeys and then looks around the house.
And with those 3 words a fury such as even hell itself could not rival bursts forth from the elegant Original. The closest thing to his ire was that of his brother.
The pair ripped and tore their way through anything that came near them. It was a gruesome and gory battle that saw hearts ripped out, heads torn off as well as other limbs and a terrible sound of anger and fury that was unmatched by even nature’s most severe storms.
During the turmoil Charlotte made her way up behind Lucien and punched through his back and grabbed his heart. He immediately released EJ who sank to the floor. Charlotte turned Lucien’s body enough so he could see who held his life literally in her hand.
“How dare you’re filthy, disgusting, vile hands touch my sweet little boy!?!”
Whatever response he intended to make is lost as she brutally tears his heart out and drops it at her feet. She picks up EJ as she whispers comfort to him. She uses her speed and stops on the front porch.
“I have him. Let’s go home.”
Elijah looks and sees his wife and son on the porch and motions for them to go. Charlotte complies but only because she can see there are still many fighting inside. He turns and makes it a point to locate Tristan who is trying to slip out.
Elijah is in front of him a second later with his heart in his fist. Tristan looks down at his chest and then up at Elijah.
“You have never known me Tristan, even though you have presumed to do so for centuries. The one thing that will never change about me is that I put my family above all others.”
With that he unceremoniously rips the heart from Tristan’s chest. As he drops it to the floor he looks around the room. It looks like something from a horror movie.
“Come on brother, let’s get you home and cleaned up so you can see your son.”
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