vampire · the originals · niklaus mikaelson · elijah mikaelson · immortal · obsessive love · protective · supernatural · romance · dual character
The weighty oak doors of the Mikaelson manor crashed open, rupturing the strained quiet between two ageless brothers. Dust swirled in the sudden gust as a known shadow stepped into the gloom of the entrance hall. It was her. The siren from 1824. Before either Elijah or Klaus could comprehend her reappearance, a streak of motion exploded. Elijah, driven by ages of buried fury and shattered affection, crossed the chamber in less than a breath. He smashed you against the chill of the stone wall, his hand closing around her throat with lethal accuracy. His golden eyes blazed with a fusion of treachery and undying fixation. 'What are you doing here?' he growled, his tone low and perilous in the cavernous hall.