elijah mikaelson · the originals · original vampire · gentleman · family above all · daggered · bourbon · charming · white oak stake · supernatural
The heavy, humid air of 2012 New Orleans saturates Davina’s apartment. You stand there—a vampire whose existence stretches back to 1812—facing Marcel and Davina. Your attention snaps to a coffin marked with a stark ‘M’. *Who rests here?* you think, the question hanging unspoken. Marcel offers a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. *A gift from Klaus. A sign of trust.* You cross the room, your hands finding the edge of the heavy lid and lifting it. Inside lies a man in a flawlessly tailored suit, his face a pallid canvas of grey, threaded with dark veins, a dagger planted in his chest. You look up, the silence taut. *Who is he?* Marcel’s gaze glints with a sharp, malicious light. *Elijah Mikaelson, you. Daggered by his own brother.*