Arielle spent the next day in bed; Caroline was spending the day trying to break Tylers sire bond, along with Bill. Rebekah and Marcus were doing whatever it is they do.
So Arielle wasn't hanging out with anyone. She wanted Elijah back. She was getting bored without him; especially in Mystic Falls.
She tried multiple locator spells on the original, but they all came up blank, "Ugh! Where are you!?" she groaned annoyed, standing up from the ground.
She took out another map and set it on the floor; she grabbed a small knife and cut her hand, letting her blood fall on the paper.
Just like the last ten times she did this
"I'm gonna kill you, whenever I find you." she muttered, setting the knife aside and getting ready to start the spell.
Her chanting started, low at first, but with each word she raised her voice a little. When she stopped, she saw the blood in the same place it started at.
"Are you kidding me!?" she yelled. She threw herself back and layed on the floor feeling defeated.
A gust of wind hit her arm causing her to sit up and look at the blood being moved on its own, "What the hell?" she muttered to herself. Her blood finally stopped in the middle of the woods, she groaned, obviously they put him in the middle of the woods.
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Arielle walked through the woods, trying her best to follow the map in her hands. She finally arrived to an old house making her confused. She felt the power coming off the house, different, ancient, anything but whatever she's felt before.
She carefully walked into the house, the door closing itself behind her, causing her to jump in shock, "Ugh! Dead witches." she muttered to herself.
She went to walk forward but stopped feeling an agonizing pain in her head; she dropped to her knees and held her head, "I'm sorry, you dramatic bitches." she groaned. After a moment the pain stopped and she sat down and caught her breath.
She stood up and muttered a few curse words as she walked along the house. She walked down some stairs that led her to a basement.
"ð¶ððððð¦." she sung to herself, walking around the basement. She got to a room that was ðððð¡ð¦. Or atleast what the dead witches wanted it to look like.
She could feel the power coming off the room, and she knew it wasn't the witches, "So you lead me here but you won't show me what you're hiding? Real classy." She heard muttering and after a couple moments coffins appeared scattered among the room.
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She smiled and looked at the air, "Thank you, I guess." she opened the coffin that had 'ð¸.ð' embroided on it and smiled seeing Elijah; she removed the dagger and used it to cut her palm, letting her blood drip down into his mouth.
After a couple moments, she set the dagger down and walked away from his coffin; he was taking ð¤ðð¦ too long. She knew Klaus kept his siblings in the coffins:
ð¹ððð, ð¾ðð, ð¸ððððâ, ððð ð ðððððâ.
Although, Rebekah wasn't in one of these coffins, so she was confused on why there were four. In the months she spent with Klaus looking for wolves, she'd seen the coffins, but she never really questioned it.
Did she find it crazy?
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Did she comment on it?
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Did she ever try to figure out why he lugged around an extra coffin?
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She just assumed it was an extra.
But now, it didn't feel like an extra. She felt as if Klaus kept that "ðððð¡ð¦" coffin for a reason. She had a gut feeling that coffin wasn't empty; she saw the way Klaus loaded his coffins everytime they moved; the coffin that had nothing embroided on it always got the special treatment.
She shrugged it off as something that was normal to him, but looking back on it now she felt that something was off. Especially since all the coffins had some sort of initials on them.
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She pondered with her own thoughts; debating whether or not to open the extra coffin. If she did, she'd find out who's in there, assuming it was a person. And if she didn't, she'd be very bored until Elijah woke up.
ð¡âð ðâðððð ð¤ðð ð£ððð¦ ððððð
She walked towards the coffin and went to open it; as she touched the lid, her world went dark.
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ð´ðððððð ð ððð¤ðð¦ ðððððð âðð ðð¦ðð , ððððððð ðð¡ âðð ð ð¢ðððð¢ðððððð . ðâð ð¤ðð ð ð¡ððð ðð ð¡âð ððððððððð ð¤ðð¡ðâ âðð¢ð ð, ðð¢ð¡ ðð¡ ð»â¯ðð ððððððððð¡. ðâð ððð¡ ð¢ð ððð ðððððð ðððð¢ðð, ð¤ððððððð âðð ðððð ðððð¢ðð âðð ðððð¦, ð¡âð ðððð ð¤ðð ð ð¢ðððððð¦ ðððð.
"ð»ðððð, ð´ðððððð."
ðâð ð¤ððð ð¡ð¢ðððð ðð¡ ð¡âð ð ðð¢ðð ðð ð¡âð ð£ðððð, ððððððð âðð ððð¢ðð ð¢ð, "ðâð ððð ð¦ðð¢?" ð âð ðð¢ðð ð¡ððððð ð¡âð ðððððð.
"ð¼'ð ð¸ð ð¡âðð."
ðâððð ð¤ðð ð£ðð ðððð ðð ð´ðððððð'ð ðððð, "ð´ð ðð ððððððð ðð?"
ðâð ðððððððð ð¤ðð¡ðâ ð ððððð, "ððð ." ð âð ððððððððð, "ð¼ ðð ð ð¢ððð ð¦ðð¢ ð¤ðð¢ðð ðððð¤ ð¤âð ð¼ ðð ððððð¢ð ð ðð ðð¦ ð ððð ."
ð´ðððððð ðððððð, "ðððâ. ðð, ð¤âððð ððð ð¤ð?"
"ð¼ ð¡âððð ð¦ðð¢ ðððð¤, ð ð¤ððð¡âðððð¡."
"ðâð ðð¡âðð ð ððð?" ð âð ðð¢ðð ð¡ððððð, ðððððð¦ âððððð ð âð ð¤ðð ð¤ðððð.
ð¸ð ð¡âðð ðððððð, "ððð¢ ððð ð ð ðððð¡ ðâððð, ð´ðððððð." ð âð ð£ððððð, "ððð¢ ðððð¤ ð¡âð ðððððððððð ððð¡ð¤ððð ðððð ððð ðð£ðð. ðµð¢ð¡ ð¦ðð¢ ð¡ððð ð¡ð ð¡ðð ð¡âð ððððððð ðð ð¦ðð¢ð ððð£ðð."
"ð¼'ð ð ðððð¦. ð¸ððððð â?"
ð´ ð ðððð ððð¢ðâ ðððð¡ ð¸ð¡âððð ðððð , "ððð¢ ðð ððððððð ð¡âðððð ð¡ð ððððððð¡ ð¦ðð¢ð ðð¢ð¡ðððð."
ð´ðððððð ðððððð âðð ðð¦ðð , "ð¼ ðð ð ð¢ðð ð¦ðð¢ð ð¡ððððð ðððð¢ð¡ ð¡âðð ð ð¤ðð¡ðâðð ?" ð âð ðð ððð, "ðððð ð¡âðð¦ ððððððð ðð ð¦ðð¢ðð ? ðð ð ðððð¡âððð? ðµðððð¢ð ð ð¼ ð¡âððð ð¼ âðð ð ðððð¡ð¡ð¦ ðððð ðððð ðð ð¡ð ðððð ð¡âðð."
"ð¼ ðð ððð¡ ðððð¢ððð ð¡âðð¡." ð âð ðð ð ð¢ððð. ðâð ðððð ðð âðð ðððð ð ððð¡ ð ð âðð£ðð ððð¤ð ð´ððððððð ' ð ðððð.
"ðððð¦.." ð âð ðððð'ð¡ ð ðð ð¡âð ððððð¡ ðð ð¡âðð ðððð£ððð ðð¡ððð, "ðð ð¤âð¦, ðð¥ððð¡ðð¦, ðð ð¼ âððð?"
ðâðð¡'ð ð¡âð ðð¢ðð ð¡ððð ð¡âð ðððð ð¤ðð¡ðâ ð ððððð ð¡ð ð¤ððð¡ ð¡ð âððð; ð´ðððððð ððð¢ðð ð¡ððð ðð¦ ð¡âð ð ðððð ð¡âðð¡ ðððððððð ðð âðð ðððð ðððð ð¡âð ð¤ðððð ðððð¡ âðð ððð¢ð¡â.
"ð¼ âðð£ð ð ðððððð ðð ððð ð¦ðð¢." ð´ðððððð ðð¢ðððð¤ðð âðð ðððð¤ð ðð ððððð¢ð ððð, "ð¼ ð¤ððð¡ ð¦ðð¢ ð¡ð ððððð ðð ðððð ð¡ð ðððð."
ð´ðððððð ððððððð
ðâð ðððððð ðð¡ ð¡âð ð¤ðð¡ðâ, ð¤âðð ð ðððð ð¤ðð ðð ð ððððð¢ð ðð ðð£ðð.
ðâð ððððððð ððððð
ðððð ðððð
ðâð ðð¢ðð ð¡ ðð¢ð¡ ððð¢ðâððð, "ð¼'ð ð ðððð¦." ð âð ðððððððð§ðð, ðððððð ððð âððð ððð, "ððð¢ ð¤ððð¡ ð⯠ð¡ð ððððð ðâ´ð ðððð ð¡ð ðððð?" ð âð ðððððð¡ðð, ðððððð ð ð¢ðð ð âð âðððð ððððððð¡ðð¦.
"ðâðð¡ ðð ð¤âðð¡ ð¼ ð ððð. ððð ."
"ð¿ððð¦, ð¦ðð¢'ðð ðððð§ð¦." ð âð ð ððð ðððð¡ðð¦, "ð¼'ð ððð¡ ðððððððð ð¦ðð¢ ðððð. ð·ð ð¦ðð¢ ðððð¤ âðð¤ ðð¢ðâ ððð¤ðð ð¡âðð¡ ð¡ðððð ? ð»ðð¤ âððð ð¡âðð¡ ð ðððð ðð ? ð¼ð¡'ð ððð¡ ð ðð¦ððð ð¦ðð¢ð ð´ðµð¶'ð , ðð¡'ð ððð¡ð¢ðððð¦ ð ðð¦ððð ð¡âðððð ð¡âðð¡ ðððð¢ððð ððððððð¡ððð¡ððð."
ð¸ð ð¡âðð ðððððâðð âðð ððð¤, "ð¼'ð ðð¤ððð ðð ð¡âð ððððððð¢ðð¡ððð ðð ð¡âð ð ðððð." ð âð ð¡ððð âðð, "ð´ðð ð¼ ð¤ðð¢ðð ððð¡ âðð£ð ðððð¢ðâð¡ ð¦ðð¢ âððð ðð ð¼ ðððð'ð¡ ð¡âððð ð¦ðð¢ ð¤ððð ð¢ð ððð ð¡âð ðâððððððð."
"ðððð, ðâððððððð ðð ðð ð ðððð¡âððð ððð ð, 'ððð¢ð ð ð¼ ððð'ð¡ ðððððððð ð¦ðð¢ ðððð." ð âð ð ðððððð, "ððð¢ð , ð¤âðð¡'ð ðð ðð¡ ððð ðð?"
"ð¼ð ð¦ðð¢ ð¤ððð ð¡ð ððððð ðð ðððð, ð¡âðð ð¼'ð ð¡ð¢ð¡ðð ð¦ðð¢ ðð ððððð, ððð¦ ðððð: ðððð, ðððð¡â, ðð¥ðððð ð ððð. ðâðð¡ðð£ðð ð¦ðð¢ð âðððð¡ ððð ðððð ." ð âð ð ððð, "ð´ðð ð¼'ð ðððð ð ððð ðð£ðð ðððð ð¦ðð¢ð ðððð."
ð´ðððððð ð¡âðð¢ðâð¡ ðððð¢ð¡ ðð¡, "ðð ð¡âðððð ." ð âð ðððððð, "ð¼ ððð¡ ðððð¢ðâ ððððð ðð, ð¼ ððð'ð¡ ðððð ð ððð ð¢ððððð¡ððð ð¡ððððð ðð¤ðð¦ ð¡âð ððð¡ð¡ðð ð ðððð¡ð¦ ð¼ âðð£ð ðððð¡."
"ð¼ ð¡âððð ð¦ðð¢ ð¤ðð'ð¡ ð¤ððð¡ ð¡ðâ"
"ð¿ððð¦! ð¼ ð ððð ðð!" ð âð ðð¢ð¡ ððð ððððð¦ðð, "ðºðð¡ ðð¡ ð¡âððð¢ðâ ð¦ðð¢ð ð¡âððð ð ðð¢ðð ððð ððð¡ ðð ðð¢ð¡ ðð ð¡âð ðððð ðð ð¡âð ðððð."
ð¸ð ð¡âðð ð ððâðð, "ð´ð ð¦ðð¢ ð¤ðð â." ð âð ð¤ððððð ðððð ðð ð¡ð ð¡âð ðððð ððð ð¡ððð ðâððð ðð âðð âðððð . ðâð ð ð¡ððð¡ðð ðð¢ð¡ð¡ððððð ð ðððð¡âððð; ð¤âðð ð âð ð ð¡ððððð, ð´ðððððð ð¤ðð ð ð¡ððð ðð ð¡âð ð ððð ððððð.
"ð¼ ððð'ð¡ ð¡âððð ðð¡ ð¤ððððð." ð âð ððððð¡ðð ðð¢ð¡.
ð¸ð ð¡âðð ð ðððððð, "ð¼ð¡ ð¤ððððð." ð âð ððð¡ðððð, "ð´ðð ð¦ðð¢ ðð¢ð ð¡ ðð ðð ð¡ðð¢ðâ ðð¦ ðððððð ððð ð¡âðð ð¦ðð¢'ðð ððð¡ð¢ðð ð¡ð ð¡âð ððð£ððð."
ð´ðððððð ððð¡ ðð ðð âðð âðððð ððð ðððððð, "ðµð¦ð, ðâ´ ðððð ð¡ð ðððð¡ ð¦ðð¢." ð âð ð ððð ð¤ðð¡â ð ðððððð ð ðððð.
ð´ðððððð ð¡ðð¢ðâðð ð¡âð ðððððð ððð ðððððððð¡ððð¦ ð ð¡ððð¡ðð ð ðððððððð. ðâð ð¡ðððð ð¡ð ððð âðð âððð ðð¤ðð¦, ðð¢ð¡ ð âð ððð¢ððð'ð¡, "ðâðð¡ ððð ð¦ðð¢ ððððð?!?!" ð âð ððððð ð¡ð ð¡âð ð¤ðððð.
"ððð¢ ðððððð¡ðð ðð¦ ðððððð ðð." ð âð ðððððððð âðð, "ððð¢ ð¤ððð ððð¤ ðððð¤ ð¡âð ðððð â ðððð¡ ð¤âðð ð¼ ðððð." âð ð¡ððð âðð, ðððððð ð¡âð ððððð ðððð ðððð, "ð´ðð ð¡âð ðððð ð¡âðð ð ð¤ðð¡ðâðð ðððð¡ ð¤âðð ð¦ðð¢ ðððððð ð¡âðð."
"ðð, ðð, ð¦ðð¢ ðµð¼ðð¶ð»!"
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Damon walked down into the basement with two compelled men behind him. His face churned into confusion seeing Elijah's coffin open.
He quickly sped to it and saw his dagger next to him, he looked around and saw Arielle's unconscious body, "Looks like you beat me to it." he muttered.
He bent down and saw dry blood on her face, "You two morons," he called out to the men, "Get this coffin out of here and take it to the location I told you." he ordered.
The men nodded and took Esther's coffin out of the room. Damon picked up Arielle and quickly sped out of the house.
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ð¨/ðµ: ð'ðð ðððð ðððððð ððð ððð ðððð ðððððð ðððð ððð ð ðððððððð ð ððððð ðððð ðððð ð´ððððð ððð ððððððð , ðð ðððððð ðððððð ððð ðððððððð ðð ðððð, ðð ðð ððð ððððð ðð ð²ðððð. ð°'ðð ððð ðð ððððððð ððð ðððð ðððð ððð ð ðððððððððð ðððððð ððð ðððð
ð¯ðððð ðððððððð
ðµðð ðððð, ððð ðððð ððð ððððð
ðºððððððð ð ðð 1, ð'ðð ððð ððð ððððð ðððð ð ðððð. ð°'ð ððððððððð ðð ð¬ððððð ððð ðð ð ð´ðððððððð ðððððð ððð ðð ð ððð, ððð ðððð'ðð ðððð ðð ððð ððððð ðð. ðºð ðððð ðð ððð ððð ððð ðððð.
ð°'ðð ððð ðð ðð ðððð ðððððððððð ðððð ðð ððð ðððð ððð ð'ð ðððððð ðððððð ðð ððð ðððð ðððð ðð ððððððð ððððð ðð ð ððð ðð ððð ððð ð ððððð ððð ðððð ðððð ðððð ðððð
ð¨ðððððð, ðððððððð