Chapter :-26 Freya Mikaelson (Part-2)

Dark...unending darkness, all around. Floating in this infinite space filled with nothing but emptiness and loneliness. Freya found herself floating in deep space but it was empty, no stars, no planets, no nothing, only this cold and unfeeling space surrounds her.

Freya tried to feel her magic but somehow so couldn't access her power, she analyzed her surroundings. What she found caused her eyes to widen.

ᒥ....These are his memories....ᒧ

Currently, Henrik was showing Freya his memories, giving her a chance to feel what he felt. [Reverse-Psychometry] could allow another person to experience what the user had experienced.

The sight, sound, and emotions could be felt by the recipient, Henrik wanted Freya to experience his life from a 1st person's view. Though this ability could overwhelm the recipient with the emotions being transmitted, Henrik was confident in his sister's capabilities.

Slowly the scene around her started to change, she found herself in the middle of a deserted street. Cars and various vehicles were all over the place as if someone had littered the floor with marbles.

Freya recognized the place around her as, 23-biguie street, Texas. She was a little confused by the place she was at. Not a single soul was around her, it was like a ghost town. Empty and cold just like his heart.

"What is going on here?..."

Suddenly the sky started to turn black, the sun disappeared from the sky as darkness spread throughout the clear blue sky. It was as if someone had switched off the lights, Freya wasn't able to see in the darkness but she didn't have to wait for much longer.

A part of the dark sky changed as a scene started to form from the black background. A young man, wearing a loose shirt and long pants stood before middle-aged women, wearing similar brown clothes.

She was a tall, slim and beautiful woman in her mid to late '40s, somewhere between 45-49. She has long natural blond hair and brown eyes. She had fine facial features, which testified to her Scandinavian origins.

The young man had curled dirty-blond hair and dark blue eyes that contrasts with his pearl-white skin. His physical appearance is that of a man between 19-21. He was well-built. He possessed a delicate and yet masculine face.

*Drip*

*Drip*

*Drip*

Blood trickled little by little from a pale hand that had pierced the woman's chest and was grabbing onto her heart.

"Why did you betray me?!..."

The young man asked with tears flowing down his eyes, the anguish and agony he felt at the moment were as clear as day to Freya.

The woman in front of her was bleeding from her mouth but a warm yet pained smile was etched on her face. She let out a sorrowful expression as she whispered, audible loud enough for him to hear.

"To protect you...."

The young man ripped out her heart and held it with his palm. The woman fell on the ground as more and more blood flooded out of her chest. He let go of the heart and walked towards the door.

He turned back and gave one last look at the dead body of his mother and disappeared from the place.

Looking at the scene Freya herself didn't feel anything, she hated her mother and couldn't care any less about how she died but this time, looking at the scene when Niklaus kills their mother, Esther.

Unknown emotions appeared within her mind, emotions that were new to her when linked to this particular scene. Hate, anger, sadness, pity, loneliness and last but not the least.... helplessness.

These were the emotions Henrik felt when he saw his brother butcher their mother and run off to their siblings and pinning all the blame on their father.

The scene once again turned, Freya's expression turns ugly after looking at the familiar cave and desk in front of her.

Various kinds of potion lay neatly arranged over the shelf while a young woman with white hair and green eyes entered the place in a hurry. She had a little bulge on her stomach, signifying that she was pregnant.

"No!!! please anything but not this!!!! Please!!!..."

Freya struggled to access her power and escape from her dark past, her suffering and the reason for the fear, her aunt.

The young woman was taking deep breaths as if she had been escaping from some demon who had been chasing her. The blond immediately picks up a bottle full of a green-colored liquid and opens the lid.

"After drinking this, I would be free....."

She drank the potion which was apparently an extremely potent poison in order to kill herself and free herself of the pain and suffering she had been going through all these years.

Shortly after another woman, brunette with brown eyes. Her cold brown eyes were an indicator of her cruel, apathetic personality. She shared some resemblance with her nephews Finn, Elijah, Kol and Henrik in their coloring.

She was shown wearing the simple wool and cotton dress. Her medium-length brown hair was styled in gentle waves, and she had an affinity for wearing multiple rings with large gemstones.

She was taking deep breaths while supporting herself by grabbing on to the huge rocks around her. The blond turned around in a hurry as she watched the older woman approaching her.

"Freya....what did you do?"

"You killed Mathias!!!, I just wanted my child to live free not like me. I didn't want my child to suffer slavery under you, you just wanted to use my child for your selfish desire of immortality!!!"

"No more!!! I have drunk the most potent poison you have, I would soon die and reunite with Mathias. With my death, it will mark the end of your immortality and no other first-born of the Mikaelson family would have to undergo the same suffering I went through!!!"

The young Freya stumbled a little after finishing her words and collapsed on the ground but not before seeing the enraged expression on her aunt's face.

But what she didn't know was that it was just the beginning of the nightmare. After a few hours, the "dead" Freya slowly opened her eyes she looked around, confusingly.

"Why am I not dead?"

"I have the answer to that question, my dear..."

Freya turned around only to see her aunt crouching beside her.

"You see my dear, my immortality spell protects you from every harm. It also includes protecting you from yourself, the poison couldn't kill you due to my spell but your child wasn't so lucky."

"No no no no no.....my child!!!!!!"

"It's okay... it's okay my dear, I will forgive for this crime....eventually."

Once again the scene started transforming while Freya who had been watching all this time had tears in her eyes as she remembered the agony she suffered during that time.

Three individuals, a handsome man who stands about 5'11" in height, and has a thin but muscular body. He has short brown hair which appeared to have darkened slightly in the fourth season, with hazel brown eyes. His facial features are angular - high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and a straight nose.

Another attractive man, his height 5'11. He possesses curled dirty-blond hair and dark blue eyes that contrast with his pearl-white skin. His physical appearance is that of a man between 19-21, despite being over 1000 years old. As a vampire and a warrior (from the 10th century), he is well-built. He possesses a delicate and yet masculine face, possibly due to the fact that he was a nobleman between the 11th and the 18th centuries.

Lastly, a beautiful and very attractive woman that has natural light blonde hair, light blue eyes, full lips, and pale light skin with a small dusting of freckles across her cheeks and nose. She is a tall and slim Caucasian female. She's over 1000-years old but looks like she is about 16 or 17 years old teenage girl.

Klaus, Elijah, and Rebekah go back to where it all started for them, the French Quarter bench from which Elijah and Klaus sat on when he convinced him to be a father.

"So what now?"

"Many moons ago we sat here and discussed the future of our family."

"You and Elijah are there to take care of our family, the future of the Mikaelson family in your's and Elijah's shoulders. Take care of Hope for me...."

"As much as I've savored the joy of tormenting you through the years, I must confess, you all mean everything to me. Your loyalty and your counsel, and your love, it's probably the only reason I've survived as long as I have. Which is why I know that long after I'm gone you will all come together, time and time again to take care of each other; and that is why I am not afraid for your future."

"I never should've got in the way of your happiness, Rebekah..."

"You don't have to apologize...."

"Then let me make it up to you. I've asked Caroline to get you the cure. In a handful of decades when it's time you can go to Mystic Falls and get it. Then, if you no longer wish to be a vampire, it's your choice. Live the life you've always wanted to live, my sister."

Rebekah cries, thanking Klaus and giving him one final goodbye hug. Rebekah, knowing what is about to happen, also hugs goodbye to Elijah.

"Thank you, brother..."

"I don't want your last memory of me to be of my death."

"So please let's not say the sad goodbye."

"I agree, let's not..."

Elijah pulls the white oak stake from the coat and breaks it in half before holding half to Klaus.

"I hate to disappoint you brother but even in halves, the stake is still capable of killing me."

"I am aware..."

"I don't think that you plan to hold onto half as a souvenir?"

"I intend to die by your side, brother...."

"You will be free when I die; free of the mad king brother...."

"It's my heart's desire is to die along with my brother. As my decision to become a vampire was stolen by Esther and Mikael, I want to steal it back as I no longer see a future without you. My goal has always been your redemption, brother...."

"You slipped away without saying goodbye to our family."

"I have already told our family of my plans to follow you in death brother, and each of our siblings has given me their blessings."

"I am weary about what lies beyond the grave for me. What if there is no peace, just darkness?"

"Whatever it is we will face it together."

"I don't deserve the love you have given me brother, but I am so grateful....."

"It's been a glorious ride Niklaus....."

"And my greatest honor...."

ᒥ....We are bound forever by those whom we share blood. And why me not choose our family, that bond is our greatest strength....ᒧ

ᒥ....Though we may be leaving tonight, this is not the end of the Mikaelsons....ᒧ

"Always, forever. Family above all."

With this, they both stake each other.

Once again the scene broke into many pieces as once again darkness covered Freya's surroundings.

She could feel it, the emotion Henrik felt as he was forced to watch all this without having the power to interfere.

Helplessness, anger, pity, sadness, all these emotions were something she was very much familiar with.

Slowly but surely, all of the memories of Henrik were entering her mind and she was experiencing the emotion Henrik felt all his life...Helplessness.

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[A/N:-This was by far the hardest chapter to write even when I include my last work(I freakin reincarnated with a system). The emotions and feelings inside this chapter were very hard for me to express. I took the original dialogues in this chapter and tried to deliver it to the best of my abilities.]

[A/N:-I hope to be forgiven if it wasn't up to your level. I tried my best.]