(3.17)

   ANUBIS SAT ON THE COUCH WITH HIS LEGS PROPPED UP ON THE TABLE. He had another grimoire in his hands. He still hadn't found any useful information to take down the Originals but he had a plan. It involved a spell and a witch. The thing was, he couldn't find the spell he was looking for. Most of the grimoires he found only pertained to certain spells cast by certain witches. 

   Bonnie walked into the living room and did a quick motion with her hand. The table moved slightly enough to make Anubis' feet drop to the ground. He rolled his eyes and closed the grimoire. 

   "This isn't your house." She reminded him. 

   "I know that," Anubis said. 

   "Look, you asked for my help but we've gotten nowhere since then." Bonnie folded her arms across her chest and cocked her head to the side with a raised eyebrow. Anubis sat up straight and placed the grimoire next to him. 

   "I am looking for a specific kind of spell and I can't find it anywhere." Anubis was annoyed, he had been finding ways to take down the Mikaelson family while the witch did nothing. Anubis knew what happened to her mother but that the witch still could have helped him. 

   "What kind of spell is it?" Bonnie asked. 

   "Amuse me with your Egyptian mythology," Anubis intertwined his fingers together and looked at Bonnie, "Something about a specific god, a good-looking one that is gracing you with his very presence." Anubis grinned showing his pearly-white teeth. 

   Bonnie rolled her eyes at Anubis' comment, "Not much," she shrugged, "Just that you're supposed to have the head of a dog. Although you probably just have the brain of one." 

   Anubis' smile faded and he looked at Bonnie with a serious look on his face before asking her the next question, "Do you know what dog specifically?" 

   Bonnie pursed her lips as she tried to remember, "A jackal?" 

   "Bingo!" Anubis responded, "See before I was put into that sleep the witches cast some spell that wouldn't make me a jackal anymore." 

   "Are you saying that you can shift into a jackal?" Bonnie asked unimpressed. 

   "I can but not anymore. If I can find the spell then I can shift into one whenever I want." 

   "Okay, but what does this have to do with Klaus and the other Mikaelsons?" Bonnie asked with a puzzled look on her face. 

   "Are you forgetting who I am?" 

   Bonnie scoffed, "Yeah, yeah, I know who you are. Get to the point." 

   Anubis rolled his eyes, "I am deadly. A bite from me to another would kill them." 

   Bonnie stiffened at what Anubis said. She was starting to see where he was going, if he turned into a jackal then he could bite Klaus and he would die-putting an end to most of their problems. 

   "You know where I'm going. But, I kind of don't want to turn into a dog, so I'll need the venom." 

   "And how do you do that?" Bonnie asked knitting her brows. 

   "Easy. You do the spell to reverse what the witches did, we extract the venom and you can make me a nice little ring that won't make me turn into a jackal." 

   "Where do we find this spell exactly?" Anubis got up and fixed himself as he looked at the witch. 

   "That, I do not know," Anubis answered, "The question is, are you strong you enough to do it?" 

   Bonnie sighed contemplating if she could, it was a lot to do and it was a powerful spell. She bit her lip and locked eyes with Anubis' eyes. She quickly looked away, Anubis was her only chance to help take down Klaus. If she could perform the spell she could channel from him and it wouldn't put such a strain on her, "You can trust me. I can do it." 

   "Alrighty then," the corners of Anubis' mouth grew into a smirk. 

***

   Anubis sat with a pen in his hand a blank piece of paper in front of him. He was writing down all the things he remembered before he was put to sleep and all the information he knew. He had filled two whole pages with information but none of it was useful. He felt someone watching him and lifted his head up and closed his eyes for a second. 

   "Look, I have to go but I'll be back soon." It was Bonnie's voice. 

   "Why?" he asked before continuing what he was doing. 

   "I have to help my friends." 

    "Then go," Anubis said in an annoyed tone. He didn't care what she was going to do, all he was focused on was trying to find the spell. 

   "Don't do anything stupid," Bonnie spoke, 

   "I won't," Anubis told her, he put his pencil down and started looking at his notes. He was trying to put the pieces together of what he wrote down-trying to find anything that could be connected. All he really had was that the witches put him to sleep in Egypt but he woke up in Mystic Falls. 

   He tried to remember when Esther woke him up and the room he was in. Bonnie had left and he knew he could act now. He thought it was best to return to Mystic Falls and see if there was a clue in the room where he woke up. He got up from his chair and looked around the house. Abby was probably upstairs and Bonnie and Caroline would've left together. He knew he had to go. 

***

   Anubis walked into the old eerie room in which he woke up in. He held a flashlight in his hand and once he was there he turned on the light switch and the lights flickered on. The room looked exactly the way it was when he left. The golden coffin was still open and melted candles stood on small tables. 

   He turned off his flashlight and walked over to the coffin. He grazed his hand over the coffin where he used to sleep. He felt it in case there were any abnormalities in the coffin. As he stood there he imagined himself still laying there asleep. It was more than a century. 

   While he was asleep he remembered all of his thoughts. He hated the witches for putting him to sleep-for isolating him from the world. The worst part was he was alone all those years. He had no company. There was no one to talk to except the dead. 

   Now, he was still lonely. Caroline, Bonnie, and Abbie were there but he knew they didn't like him. They just needed them for their plan. That's all anyone ever wanted from him-help. No one wanted anything more. They feared him and that's all they felt. 

   Anubis felt something under the lining of the coffin. He tried to lift it up but he couldn't. After a few minutes, he ended up lifting a small bit of it to see what was hidden under it. Anubis reached for the object and felt paper. He grabbed it with his fingers and once he had it in his hands-he knew he had it. 

   It was a scroll, the paper was thin and rough. In the middle of the paper was a gold ring. The paper was rolled up to fit inside the ring. The ring had small hieroglyphics embedded into. He remembered it from all those years ago. It was a gift given by the witches and now it was in front of him. He pulled out the scroll and put the ring on his finger. He opened up the scroll and saw that it was the spell. It was written in hieroglyphics. 

   A smile grew on Anubis' face for his small victory, "Finally." he whispered to himself. 

   "What a quaint little room, isn't it?" Anubis' smile faded at the voice. It sounded familiar but he couldn't place his finger on it. Anubis rolled the paper back up and turned his body towards the voice. 

   There was a man standing in front of him. Anubis recognized him immediately from the Mikaelson ball. The man stood tall wearing a black suit, his hair was neatly styled and his lips were pressed into a smile. As soon as he saw Anubis turn around with eyes big with fear the man's lips curled into a smirk. Anubis searched for the man's name and finally knew who was in front of him. 

   Elijah Mikaelson. 

//Okay, so thank you all for 1k reads. I'm crying rn. I also want to say that I may not be updating for a week or so because my mom is having surgery for her carpal tunnel and I need to help around the house and such plus school is coming up soon (ew). I just want to thank you guys for your comments and votes. You're so beautiful, hasta la pasta.