Now

Elijah sat at the head of the table, in the Gilbert household. He was worried, not only for his desiccated brother but also for his other brother. Who he hadn't heard from, Rebekah nor Kol had any idea where Alvaro or Morgana were.

And only Klaus and the teens at the scene of the crime knew what happened at the Mikaelson Mansion. They weren't going to tell him, but they were frightened, frightened of what Alvaro would do.

Or Damon was, his friends didn't understand why he was so scared of the Original, nor why even Klaus warned them about crossing him.

"All we need is to take that stake away from him." He spoke directly to Elena, who was sat next to Stefan while Matt stood behind her, addressing the problem of his mother's vampire vampire hunter "Once he's been disarmed...."

He was cut off by a knock at the door, they all looked towards it, he could smell a strong scent of freshly lit matches simmering through the woods.

They all stood before Elena went to open it, and she gasped horrified as Stefan's eyes widened while Matt looked on confused. Low and behold there stood Morgana with Alvaro and a unknown man, wearing a type of clothing that medieval princes wore stood behind her.

Morgana and the blonde wore the same unimpressed expression as Alvaro had a indescribably dark look in his eye. Elijah glanced towards the teenagers, he knew that look in his brother's eye.

His brother was angry, extremely angry. Perhaps more enrage then, Elijah had ever seen, he expected that kind of look from Klaus. Maybe negotiations weren't necessary, because he knew his brother wouldn't rest until the people beside him was dead. And Alvaro always gets his way.

He peered at the male on Morgana's right, he was an inch shorter than his brother, the same fire like smell radiated from him. He eyed the doppelganger with slight interest but he didn't look happy.

But something told Elijah to thankful, thankful that he was all the company Morgana brought, he didn't think he was the devil. Possibly a demon?

"Aren't you going to invite us in," Morgana smirked, her nature even sinister and different from what Elijah recalled "False sister?"

Then

"Your majesty?" Caliban asked concerned, his eyebrows furrowed as he bent over Morgana's body.

She had teleported out of nowhere into the abandoned throne room, where he was planning on asking Sabrina to the dance tonight.

He lay his ear above her heart, his eyes widened in fear. He bolted up, staring at the Morningstar's body. He couldn't let Lucifer or Lillith catch him with a dead Morgana, not only would he end up in the ninth circle, there'd be Hell on earth.

Yes, he didn't care about the second consequence but he knew it would happen. Especially after Lillith and Lucifer had finally stopped fighting on who would lead the army.

Many questions ran though his mind, all at once. What the heaven was going on in Mystic Falls? How did this come about? And finally who in their right mind would anger a full blood Morningstar?

He was pulled out of his thoughts when Morgana awoke. She shot upwards, into a sitting position. A panicked expression on her face. She looked around the room wearily.

He reached forward "Lady Morningstar."

"Alvaro." She murmured, her mind not registering her present surroundings or company "Klaus, he's-"

"Lady Morningstar," he grabbed her wrists, trying to prevent her from causing harm to them both and calm down "your at home. You need to compose yourself. Klaus is what? Tell me slowly, calm your breathing."

She stilled her breathing "He's desiccated, but that wouldn't-" she paused.

Caliban narrowed his eyes, he could see the similarities between the ravenette and Lillith as Morgana's eyes half narrowed, and the same infuriated glint flickered in her eyes. The same glint he'd seen in Lucifer's.

"Those bitches!" She seethed.

The blonde lifted his eyebrows "What?"

"That Bennett used the desiccation spell on him," she grabbed his forearms firmly frightened him slightly "the same spell her whore of a mother used on Mikael, and tied my life in as help."

He nodded along, trying to piece together what had possibly took place.

"Alvaro." She whispered, eyes broadened before meeting Caliban's gaze "He's weakened. I have to go."

She tried to get to her feet and leave, but Caliban stopped her "Wait, wait. You died, your body's still in the earthly realm. You'll have to wait a few seconds-"

"But Alvaro-"

"Will have to wait. This time gives you a chance to form a plan, and increase your numbers." He instructed.

She glared at him "For too long thoses rats have thought their superior, I don't care weither Klaus needs Elena's blood. It's time they finally get what they've been asking for."

"What are you going to do?" He examined her closely, perhaps everyone was right, Lucifer's first born was fit to rule afterall.

"I'm going to kill everyone they've, ever met, ever loved," she inched closer to him, a threatening and wild look in her orbs "and torment their souls for the rest of days. I am a Morningstar, I'm the tribrid and my friends are to live for as long as they wish. I will defend them and what is mine, so unless you want to join me.....Caliban. I'd advise you get out of my way and release me."

Caliban beamed like a Cheshire cat, smoothly letting go of her wrists "Oh, I wouldn't miss it for the world. Perhaps this will prove my worth to you."

Her glare didn't alter "Don't count on it."

Alvaro cursed himself for being weakened, tears prickled in his eyes as he crawled towards the Morningstar's body. He bit into his wrist before parting her lips.

"Come on, luv." He sobbed "That bloody sword of whatever his name wasn't used," he looked down at her, her head was supported on his arm as her upper body rested on his lap "please. Please, please. Pull through. I need my Morningstar."

He sobbed, tears flowing down his cheeks. The familiar sound of fire missed his mind as he heard a heartbeat coming from behind him.

"Piss off, whoever you are." He snarled not turning or moving his gaze from the ravenette "Unless you want an early grave."

"If I was someone else," Alvaro's eyes hardened at the familiar smug tone "you would be the one. Heading for a 'early' grave."

"What do you want?" He growled, looming over Morgana protectfully as Caliban came into view.

"On the contrary, I'm here to help." Caliban admitted, he didn't miss how the Mikaelson was guarding the ravenette.

Alvaro was about to repile when Morgana came back to life. Gaining his attention immediately, Caliban observed as she met his eyes before Alvaro pulled her into his chest. His chin and lips buried in inky locks, grateful tears falling onto the strands.

Now

"You heard Lady Morningstar," Caliban spoke, as he and Morgana entered the house making the doppelganger stubble away from them "invite him in."

Alvaro glanced at the blonde coyly before his eyes went to Elena, who was frozen in fear before Morgana.

"Well?" The Morningstar half lifted an eyebrow, Elena's head magically arched upwards as the skin on her throat began to break into a line with the assistance of a knife.

"Let her go-" Stefan went to stop her, as Alvaro's eyes ran to the Salvatore.

Caliban caught sight of a tall man attired in a suit, he look kind of like Alvaro and his brothers. The man met his gaze, as if he felt him looking. He gestured towards the only original knew in the room with his eyes.

"Brother." Elijah warned, trying to prevent a slaughter from happening.

Stefan stopped in his tracks, grunting as his skin sizzled, large cashes opening up as the bullet wound that original killed him reopened.

"That's enough, Mr Salvatore." Morgana kept her eyes on Elena, before anknowlaging Matt's presence in the room, he had a phone in his hand "And there's no need for that."

The phone flew in Morgana's grasp as Matt groaned, hands above his chest, his heart slowly turning into stone. The Morningstar's eyes ran over the three before landing on Elena, who stared at in fear.

"Hello Damon." Morgana smirked, sending chills down the humans and young vampire's spines as Damon was trembled violently.

"Morgana." He greeted.

Stefan frowned, there was no snarky remark or any sheepish joking manner of comment from his brother. Elijah narrowed his eyes, he didn't know the Morningstar well but he knew what happened in Klaus's temporary downfall had to have been.....well.

He didn't know how to label it, but it had been very catastrophic. For this to happen. Maybe he should have stayed, putted his own shame aside to protect his family.

"Elena," the eldest Mikaelson spoke, his kind nature gone "please be a dear. And invite my brother in."

Alvaro smirked devilishly, eyes running from his brother to the doppelganger as Caliban observed the room, ready to step in if needed.

Elena gulped "Come in."

Alvaro brought up his right foot, before slowly stepping down past the threshold. He titled his head before speeding forward, shoving Stefan by the against the wall by the throat.

"You've had this coming for a long, long time, mate." He growled, before looking towards the ravenette smiling wickedly, almost matching the villainous glint in her beautiful eyes "Over to you, love."

Morgana smirked, looking towards Elena "After all this time, thinking you would win. You fall helpless by my hand. You have business with their family."

"And we'd like our brother back." Elijah stated, and Alvaro joined in "And the hunter dead."

Caliban settled his gaze on the woman, raising his head as he said "How the mighty have fallen."

He stepped forward, he now knew that he was right to support Morgana's claim to the throne. But that didn't stop him from desiring it for himself, but he was aware that it would be Alvaro, who would likely sit beside her.

Maybe this was Lucifer's plan all along, have his eldest on the throne.

"Why are you helping her?" Elena questioned, eyeing the blonde self-proclaimed prince of Hell.

He blinked at her, he didn't know wether she was stupid, arrogant or unaware of who her adoptive sister was "She is Lucifer's daughter. She is the rightful queen-" Morgana glanced at him "- Lady Morningstar is Hell. And you have ignited a war, you will not win."

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