Chapter 16

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Klaus screamed" Rebekah!"
Elijah said" Walk away."
" Don't move!"
" Leave us now."
Rebekah said" I can't. I'm stuck here. Elijah, he has a white oak stake."
Klaus said" I brought it for you, sister."
Elijah said" Get out of his sight. Your presence here only serves to anger him. Leave him to me now." I grabbed Rebekah's hand and sped off, getting away from the very angry Klaus and the calm Elijah.

Rebekah was on the phone with Marcel, she said" I've never seen him like this before. He's out of his mind with rage, up all night howling one obscenity-laced tirade after the next. He's gonna kill me. That's a brilliant strategy, but, given that that dead bitch Celeste has trapped us in here till moonrise, my options are somewhat limited. I lived for centuries looking over my shoulder, ready to run at a moment's notice. Am I to go back to that?" After a minute, she put her phone down, I looked at her,
I whispered" There's a white oak stake, and no one thought to inform me?"
She whispered" We never thought you'd be in danger of it, you stay hidden very well."
" Yeah, I do. Now look at me..." I leaned against the wall, not saying another word, she knew well what I meant.

I listened in, Elijah said" You cannot get past me."
Klaus said" I could get past you, although it might have to be over your dead body. You did stab me with that blade, forcing me to endure hours of unspeakable pain. Perhaps I should direct my rage toward you."
" You should see yourself... the murderous expression, the self-righteous posturing. You look like father."
" I'm not him. Rebekah's betrayal justifies my anger. His was that of a madman. You were never the recipient of his cruelty. None of you were, Not Kol, not Finn, none of you! I think you've forgotten what he was truly like."
" No. I have not forgotten." They were silent then I heard the familiar sound of vampire speed," Niklaus, I understand your anger, but, I implore you, be better than him. Do what he could not. Demonstrate the grace of Mercy rather than this petty cruelty."
" You ask me to show mercy to one who has wronged me. You really don't know me at all, do you, brother?"
Rebekah and I walked out, and to them, I stood away from her,
She said" Enough. Whatever I have done wrong, my guilt is nothing compared to yours. You want revenge? Fine, but before you have it, I will look you in the eye and tell you why it was your cruelty and your spite that led us to this."
" Go on, then. Speak your piece, and when you are finished, I will grant you the punishment you deserve, even if I have to go through Elijah and Raven to do so." Elijah and I turned to him, okay Klaus, wanna play like that? I'm glad to play along.

Klaus was sat on some grave,
He said" Let it begin, the trial of Rebekah Mikaelson."
Rebekah said" What a relief. His ego is in check."
Elijah said" Just speak your truth. I'll make certain he behaves himself." Elijah sat down while I leaned against some grave,
Klaus said" You stand accused of betraying your own blood, how do you plead?"
Rebekah said" I plead you to shut up and listen."
" You summoned our father. You brought him to our home. What possible defense could you have?"
" I knew he was the only thing that you feared, and I wanted you to run."
" Because you hated me."
" Because you were hateful. You denied me the freedom to love."
" Oh, so that's your defense? You called Mikael, the destroyer, the hunter of vampires, Because I detained you from pursuing some dull suitors."
" You were cruel and controlling and manipulative."
" I was trying to protect you from imbeciles and leeches, not to mention your own poor judgment."
" And what about the one that you loved enough to call friend? Why did you forbid me to love Marcel?"
" Do not mention his name."
" What has happened to you? I remember the sweet boy who made me laugh and gave me gifts, who loved art and music. I wanted to be just like you. How could you have fallen so far?"
Elijah said" You say you despise Rebekah for her betrayal, and yet no one has stood by your side for so long, not even I myself. Perhaps it's you that's forgotten. I remember the day that father caught you whittling little chess pieces with his hunting knife. He beat you so mercilessly and for so long, I actually feared for your life."

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