First Meeting's (Edited)

(Erik POV)

As Jack and I are speeding through the woods, we hear a bird's song rolling with the breeze. We stop running and then hear the voice of Dahlia behind us before I hear a snap.

"Hello, Nephew."

Spinning around just in time to watch Jack's body drop to the ground with a broken neck. I see Dahlia wearing a black dress and a cloak. Matching her dark almost black, brown hair. But her eyes held a calculative and fearless look. I glance back at the hut. Then around the woods, as she says.

"Why are you here?"

After glancing at Jack's body again and then looking at Dahlia I say.

"Why else would I come back to the homeland of my parents? I'm here for Freya, my sister... About this tall, blonde hair. Taken by you, three decades ago."

She smirks at me before saying.

"Then nephew, you have come for nothing. I am in need of them both."

(Freya POV)

With Harald secure in my arms, I exit the hut. And instead of following Dahlia's order, take the fastest path back to my old village. I have tried so many times in the past to run from Dahlia using this path. I had gotten as far as seeing the outline of the village before she caught me. This time though Dahlia is dealing with someone. I pray to the gods that I will have enough time to escape and find somewhere safe with Harald, who at that moment, whines a little bit.

"Shhhh my sweet nephew. We will soon be free of Dahlia, I promise."

I promised my nephew. The son of which brother I know not. But since the first time I held Harald, I knew he was my family. And like me, cursed to be a slave of Dahlia. Looking at the darkness ahead of me, I keep wishing to see the village in the distance. While increasing my speed to a full-blown run, I mutter.

"Please gods, let us escape this darkness."

(Lilly POV)

While Juliette and I have been waiting for Erik and Jack to return from tracking down this Dahlia, I have been deep in thought. Though I will never tell Erik. The Mikaelson's parental/ authority figures are shit. A mother driven crazy from the grief of loss, cursed her children to not just protect them, but deny her sister what she promised. A father drowning in self-righteous rage, hunting the same children he helped curse. Then slaughtering an entire people for the actions of a few. Lastly, an aunt who is hell-bent on making an evil coven of her sister's first-born descendants. Taking her niece, at five years old. All of them are psychotic, in the actions they have taken and the things all of them have done. Makes me glad I am the daughter of Ansel, an alpha Werewolf. If only I could get Erik to see him as such.

I am broken from my thoughts by Juliette's body shifting ever so slightly. As we wait at the docks watching the villagers, or the few of them left, going about their day-to-day lives. she then asked.

"Do you think they will be okay?"

While looking in the direction Erik and Jack sped off. I nod while saying.

"Jack I don't know about. But the only thing that can kill Erik is in your possession at the moment."

She nods as I continue.

"But we could always go after them if you're worried."

She looks at me with a conflicted look.

(Erik POV)

"What do you mean both? Who else have you forced into being your slave?"

Dahlia's smirk becomes a full-blown smile as she says.

"Slave is a cruel word for what Freya and Little Harald are to me. They are what was promised to me. After all, your mother did give me them. It's my right, as the only reason any of you are alive."

My face drained of color, and I whispered.

"My Child."

She laughs before saying.

"Yes nephew, I have kept an eye on Esther and that brute Mikael's children since before they sailed away. I have witnessed your entire life, the moment I sensed your lover Tatia, was pregnant, I pla-"

Instead of letting her finish, I speed up to her. Inside of her guard, she tries raising her arm to use her magic and fling me backward. I twisted my body around her arm. With my glowing red hand grabbing ahold of her wrist of the arm she raised. Immediately feeling something was off. As I use my other hand, I grab around Dahlia's midsection. and using all of my strength, flipping her over my hip. watching her go flying back into the darkness of the night.

A second later a powerful wave of magical energy came speeding towards where I was standing, from behind me. I blur out of the way next to Jack's body crouching down. Just as I see an unharmed Dahlia walking out of the darkness. In the opposite direction, of the way that I threw her.

She kept walking closer until she was standing just a few feet away from us. I glared at Dahlia letting my true face show and throwing Jack further away. I sped towards Dahlia, as a red and dark orange fire began burning away my armor. I released a demonic roar.

"GRAAAR."

(Freya POV)

Finally, I saw the village getting closer and closer. I pick up my speed even faster, sprinting while holding Harald close to my chest. I am stopped by two blurs' appearing out of nowhere, stopping In front of me. The one on the left has strawberry-blonde hair and the one on the right has dark brown hair. As the one on the left asked.

"Hello dear, why are you running through the woods in the middle of the night?"

The one on the right breathed in through her nose, then looked at Harald like he was a great treasure. Before snapping her eyes to me saying.

"You're Freya, aren't you?"

Shocked that she knows who I am I asked.

"How?"

She smiles, as she answers.

"My half-brother Erik has been looking for you... I am surprised though that you are carrying a child. Who has an eye the same color as Erik's? And carrying Erik's scent."

Before I can answer we all hear a roar coming from behind me. Then an explosion.

"GRAAAR."

"BOOM."