Capítulo 43: Chapter 41
Brazil, 2012
Freya came to me of course, once she'd awoken I very quickly found her sniffing around my holdings in Brazil. The first time I saw her, she was wearing a tasteful red dress and peering around. I could tell she was looking for me, so I stepped out for a moment and came back with the Rolex before approaching her as my witch alter ego.
I grab her attention easily enough, and smile at her as I take her hand in mine and kiss the back of it, "And here I thought I knew every beautiful woman at this party. May I have the pleasure of your name?"
She smiles back, "Freya. I don't believe I know who you are either. Should I?"
I chuckle, "Ah, probably not. I'm the man behind the curtain so to speak, I organized this party for our Master. It's why I approached you in the first place actually… I made the guest list, so I know you aren't on it."
She freezes up at that, like a deer in the headlights and I laugh disarmingly, "Not to worry darling, I'm not looking to kick you out or anything. I just wanted to know more about you. I'm sure you have no ill intentions against the Master. Attacking him in the heart of his power, where it all began… that would just be the height of idiocy wouldn't it?"
She smiles slightly, very confident in her ability to handle herself, "I suppose it would be, yes. But you can be assured, I have no desire nor cause to attack your Master. I was just hoping to find out more about him."
"Well now, most knowledge about him is an open secret at this point. Shall we take a walk and you can ask me what you wish to know?"
Freya's smile grows and she nods, offering me her hand, "I would love that."
Together we walk from the ballroom to a nearby terrace that overlooks a hedge maze. This place of mine can be compared more to a palace than a mansion, and the grounds surrounding it reflect this opulence. I'm not usually one for flashy, but… ah who am I kidding, I'm flashy as fuck when I want to be.
A small grin runs across my face as I contemplate that, even as Freya looks away from the stunning view to ask me her first question, "I suppose first I wanted to ask about his name. The Master is his title of course, but his real name is Vali yes?"
I look to her and nod, "Indeed, Vali Masters. Bit of a play on his title of course, but then he was known as the Master long before he took the surname Masters."
She frowns slightly at that, "Yes, that's another thing. He's an Original isn't he? Why does he not go by Mikaelson, like the rest do?"
I wince at that, "Never use that name in front of him my dear. He shared no blood with Mikael and after killing him, Vali does not exactly identify with his step-father of a thousand years ago."
Freya nods slowly, "Yes, I heard about that. Do you know how that came about? How Mikael died?"
I smile, "I do actually, it's become common knowledge now, but I actually knew one of the witches who was there when it happened, so I got a firsthand account. Mikael came after our Master with the intent to kill him and destroy everything he'd built. By the time they came face to face, Mikael had killed a Disciple. Vali was not happy."
Freya furrows her brow, "That explains the why, but not the how. I've read up a little, Mikael was known as the Destroyer, the Vampire who hunts Vampires. And Vali just killed him?"
I shrug my shoulders, "Mikael apparently had the weapon that can kill Original Vampires on his person. Vali used it on him and that was that. I must say, I'm surprised at your interest in Mikael. Did you know him?"
Freya blinks at that before shaking her head, "What? Oh no, how could I? He died long before I was born, didn't he?" I just… I suppose the Original Family and their history fascinates me. It's just… a shame that they all lost the ability to have children."
I've been waiting for her to bring this up and I let a grin slowly grow across my face, "Oh? It sounds like I have something to show you."
She looks confused but lets me take her by the hand and back into the palace. We move through the passages easily enough, eventually arriving in a wing of the palace that is heavily fortified with security. Security that knows what my Rolex means and allow me to pass with Freya unhindered. We find ourselves walking down a hallway with doors on each side and I stop before one, turning to Freya and grinning.
She returns the grin tentatively, speaking in a quiet voice, "What is this?"
Instead of answering her with words I open the door to let Freya look inside the room. The lights are off, but it's clearly a toddler's room, given the decore and the fact that there is a child asleep in a crib. A moment later I close the door and Freya looks at me with wide eyes, "I don't understand."
My grin is still on my face as I answer her, "That in there, is one of Vali's children."
Freya's eyes widen, "Children? H-how many does he have?"
I place my hand on the small of her back as I direct away from the door and towards the exit of this wing of the palace, "Oh, dozens by this point. I do believe the Master enjoys spawning them."
Freya tries to put a smile on her face as she asks the next question she's dreading, "Don't suppose they were all sons?"
I chuckle at that, "Of course not, that'd be rather unlikely wouldn't it? In fact his first child was a beautiful girl. The one we actually looked in on back there."
Freya's eyes go back down the hall to the door we'd just left and she's suddenly gripping my arm tightly, "I need to speak with Vali, now."
I could go further with this, but I don't want to risk her working any magic if I prove to be difficult. As she grips my arm, my free hand comes up and clasps a bracelet around her wrist. Freya looks down at it as she releases my arm, stumbling back and trying to pull it off, "Wha- what is this?!"
I just grin as I undo my Rolex and pull it off my wrist, revealing my true features, "Magic-nullification dear sister. I got the idea from a pair of runed shackles centuries ago, but I've been refining it ever since. At this point I have it down to a science really."
She looks up at me as my appearance changes, her eyes wide, "V-vali?"
I chuckle as I step up to her and grab her by the arms, "In the flesh. Did you really think you could hide behind anonymity forever? That I wouldn't see you coming a mile away, Freya Mikaelson?"
Freya looks at me with fear in her eyes now, and I can't help enjoying it, drinking in that fear even as she pleads with me, "Vali p-please, you need my help. Dahlia will come for your child."
I roll my eyes as I push her into the arms of two of my hybrids, "Of course she will come Freya. She is owed. She will come, and she will receive what she deserves. And now I have you for her as well. You see Freya, I find myself identifying quite well with dear Aunt Dahlia. We're going to get along quite well, better than you and I at least."
Freya shakes her head, terror on her face as she's dragged off to a specially prepared room for her, "Vali you can't! Please Vali, please!"
I just watch her go, a wide grin on my face. Next up, my dear aunt.
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Dahlia came shortly after Freya, drawn by the magic that my firstborn was manifesting. She was cautious and careful as she approached, surveying the situation and taking her time. Normally she would possess those around me to play with me and get intel on the situation. Unfortunately for her, she found every mind in the Palace Grounds closed to her possession, all she could do was glean surface thoughts from the distance she was at.
With this avenue of spying closed to her, she chose force instead, coming towards my palace with all the fury of a thousand years of magical power concentrated into a thunderous storm above our heads. I met her at the bottom of the palace steps with a smile on my face and no one at my side.
She stopped a few feet from me, eyeing me up and down, "Vali Mikaelson. I am owed."
I smile grimly, "I would prefer you not use that name Dahlia. I am not born of Mikael's seed."
Dahlia narrows her eyes, "You've closed your mind to me."
I shake my head, "Darling Aunt, I've closed my mind to everyone. I guarded my mind against psychics long before I learned of your existence. Don't take it personally, please. As for what you are owed, my children await us inside."
I step aside and gesture up the steps for her to follow me, but she doesn't move, frowning slightly, "Children? The deal is only for the firstborn Nephew."
I grin at her and shrug, "Yes, well the firstborn awaits you, but I do have over thirty sons and daughters now. If you wish to take more than one, I won't mind. I know that they'll get the best possible lessons on how to control their magic from you."
Now Dahlia finally deigns to step up to where I'm standing, turning towards me, "You're under a bit of a misconception Nephew. I'm not taking anyone anywhere. You have quite the home here, there will be more than enough room for me in it."
I grin as I lead her inside, "I was hoping you might say that dear Aunt. Now I don't feel like I'm bribing you when I say that I have the largest collection of magical grimoires in the Western Hemisphere for you to go through, once you've met your newest tribute."
Dahlia raises an eyebrow at that as she follows me through the palace and smirks slightly, "I will be interested to see if there is any witchcraft within them that can even potentially challenge my own."
I chuckle at that as I lead her into a large room full of playing toddlers and several nannies. All of my children are between the ages of one and three now, but only the first has manifested serious magic. Her presence in the middle of the room is made obvious by the floating blocks spinning around her in an fast and complicated pattern.
Dahlia is speechless at the sight of her, a surprisingly soft smile crossing her face as she takes in the sight of her. I chuckle and call out, drawing the attention of everyone in the room, "Miranda darling, come here!"
The blocks fall to the floor as my firstborn daughter smiles wide and walks over to me, carefully weaving her way through the others. She stops before me and curtseys as she's been taught, before looking curiously at Dahlia, "Daddy, who is this?"
I smile, "This, my dear, is Aunt Dahlia. We've talked about her many times before, haven't we?"
Miranda's eyes are wider now as she nods and looks at Dahlia before curtseying again, "It's good to finally meet you Aunt Dahlia."
Dahlia is staring at her with her brow furrowed, small smile still in place but faltering slightly, "She's known about me her whole life… you've prepared her for this day since she was old enough to walk and talk. I must confess nephew, I did believe you to be foolishly looking to trap me, but this… it begs the question though, how did you come to know of me?"
I grin wider as I beckon Miranda along and lead her and Dahlia from the room, "That brings you to my next gift! To be blunt, I compelled the truth of you out of Esther after bringing her back from the dead and turning her into a vampire."
Stepping up to another set of doors I open them and expose the room's contents. There are attendants lining the walls, but the true prizes are in the center of the room, forced into kneeling positions and properly restrained at their wrists and ankles. The gags in their mouths keep both Freya and Esther from voicing their dismay as we enter the room and they lay eyes on Dahlia.
Dahlia's brow clears up and her smile widens exponentially as she takes in the two gifts, "Oh Vali, you're quickly earning a spot as my favorite nephew. So this is where Freya ran off to. I did wonder if she would try to warn you, if she could feel the pull of little Miranda as I could."
I leave Miranda with an attendant as Dahlia steps forward, stepping forward as well even as she looks down at Freya, "Poor poor Freya, I can see it all in your mind. You snuck in, you got caught, you tried to appeal to a hatred of me that Vali did not have. Only now you know what it is like to be betrayed by family. I assure you, your suffering will be exquisite."
Next, she turns to Esther, her smile only growing bigger, "As for you dear sist-"
She stops suddenly and her tone becomes confused as she begins to turn towards me, "Vali, why does Esther not remember telling you o-"
Her sentence is cut off as she finishes turning around and I slide the knife right into her heart. Her eyes widen as she looks between me and the knife in her chest, stumbling back from me, "You… y-you…"
I step towards her, a malicious smile growing on my own face as she begins to turn to ash, disintegrating as she struggles against her death. Freya and Esther are forced to fall to their sides as she finally falls back right between them, her body exploding into a dust pile as it hits the ground.
Reaching down, I pull the knife from the center of what remains of my dear aunt and hold it up with a smile, Esther and Freya looking at me with even wider eyes than they'd given Dahlia.
"The sacred soil of her homeland, the ashes of her Viking oppressors, courtesy of our dearly departed father, and the blood of Esther, the one person she loves most." I grin as I crouch before Freya, twirling the dagger around even as I continue, "Did I get that right big sister? It would seem I did…"
I reach down and pull the gag free of Freya's mouth. She shivers violently and licks her lips before speaking, "Y-you were never going to give her your daughter."
I chuckle as I reach behind her and cut the bindings on her wrists and ankles, letting her stand. An attendant does the same for Esther, who immediately backs away from the two children she's sure hate her the most. My attention is on Freya though as I shake my head, "I was never going to give her anything dear sister. I don't share well."
Freya's eyes flicker over my shoulder towards where Miranda had been, only to find her gone along with the attendant I'd passed her off to, "W-what will you tell her?"
I chuckle and shake my head, "Freya, she's only three years old. I'll tell her Auntie Dahlia couldn't stay long, but left her star pupil Auntie Freya behind to take her place. Tell me sister, how would you like to bind yourself to Miranda and the other children with true magical talent, so that you no longer have to sleep for a hundred years just to be awake for one?"
Freya's eyes are perpetually wide at this point as she looks back at me, "Y-you would allow that?"
I just smile and bring a hand up to Freya's face, running my thumb across her cheek, "You're my sister Freya. Of course I would."
To punctuate that statement I reach down and casually unclasp the bracelet that's been restricting her magic, tossing it aside. Freya finally smiles, tears of joy forming at the corners of her eyes as she allows herself to melt into my arms, sobbing in pure relief at finally being free of Dahlia's evil.
I look over her head at the pile of ash on the ground behind her that is all that remains of my aunt, her tormentor, and my smile grows wicked. For now, Freya would see me as her savior. One day though, she would realize like the rest of my siblings were realizing, that I just didn't appreciate anyone encroaching on my playthings.
At the end of the day, there was only room for one big bad evil guy on my world. And that spot was already occupied, by me.
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