บท 55: Chapter 2.5
Orion was thriving without the burden of emotions. The absence of internal restraints meant he no longer hesitated when feeding, nor did he experience the faint traces of guilt that used to accompany him when he was killed. Numerous calls and texts from Freya and the other Mikaelsons went unanswered; Orion was disinterested in their concerns. He was entirely focused on indulging in his newfound freedom.
Currently, Orion was at a rave, enjoying himself while his hybrids and Slater were tasked with searching for any clues about his mother's whereabouts, a task proving to be complicated. Despite his efforts to track her down, something seemed to obstruct his ability to find her.
At the moment, Orion was more focused on enjoying himself. Surrounded by loud music, colorful lights, and dancing people, he took a few shots before joining the crowd to have a good time. He realized how much he had missed moments like these.
Orion was fully immersed in the excitement of the rave, but his enjoyment was briefly interrupted by the vibration of his phone. Stepping outside to answer, he saw it was Slater on the line. Before Orion could say anything, Slater quickly shared his findings. "I've got some leads on your mom. She was last seen with a coven in New Mexico. That's all I've managed to dig up for now. I'll send you the coordinates."
Orion's mood changed when he heard from Slater about a clue to his mom's location in New Mexico. He decided to head there next.
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(Orion POV)
"Tell me," I demanded, my gaze unwavering as I looked at the man chained up with darts in his body.
I threw another dart at the man, this time hitting his eye. I watched with a detached stare as he screamed in pain.
"You want to tell me now?" I said, my voice cold and relentless. "We can do this all day. It's pretty fun."
Unmoved by his grunts and groans, I threw a couple more darts, intensifying his torment. Having had enough of torturing him, I leaned in and declared, "Either you tell me, or I can scramble your mind to get the information."
"I can't," the man pleaded, desperation lacing his tone. "A covenant spell binds me," he confessed.
I smirked, "That's pretty easy to solve." Placing my hand on his Triad mark, I siphoned the spell away. "There we go, you are no longer held back. So, answer my questions," I demanded.
"So tell me, where is Bonnie Bennett?" I demanded,
The man hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering with fear. "I-I don't know," he stammered, uncertainty evident in his voice.
I tightened my grip on his shoulder tightened as I siphoned more from him, my patience wearing thin. "You're playing games with me, and that's not a smart move," I warned, my eyes narrowing.
"I don't know her current location, but I know who does," he said
"Give me their names," I said
"Eve St.Claire, she and her coven are working with your mother there, hiding her from you," he said weakly. "You're not supposed to exist; you break the natural order of nature,"
" Hmm, if nature wanted me gone, I would have stayed dead now, wouldn't I?" I smirked as fear started to settle in his eyes. He was of no use anymore. I had gotten a name, and I looked at him for a bit and let him go; as he ran out of the bar, I ripped his heart out laughing.
I sent Slater the name, and he did his thing. After 20 minutes, he gave me another location, Savannah, Georgia. Looking at all the dead bodies, I sighed. I used my magic and burned the whole bar to the ground.
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Orion wasn't dumb; just because he didn't have emotions didn't mean that he would let things go. He believed in an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. He called Cal and some wolves to Savanah, Georgia, and spent weeks studying the coven's habits. He waited for the right time to act and found out they met every full moon, which he decided would be his chance to confront them.
Orion and Cal arrived at the building, their enhanced hearing detecting a spell being chanted inside. Orion examined the building and retrieved a black candle from the car's trunk. He magically ignited it, and as the candle burned, the chanting inside ceased. The candle would nullify the magic of any witch near it. Making the candle had taken a couple of days, but it was worth it.
The sudden silence hung in the air, signaling the disruption of their magic.
Orion looked at Cal, and the two other hybrids smirked and told them to get ready.
Orion hadn't turned into a wolf for a long time, so he removed his clothes and transformed. As a wolf, he entered the building and quickly attacked a witch. She couldn't defend herself well against Orion's powerful wolf form and instincts without her magic.
Several witches tried to escape as the turmoil erupted, but Cal had anticipated their moves. He demanded, "Which one of you is Eve St. Clair?" Receiving no response, Cal gave a sly smile and remarked, "Guess we're doing this the hard way."
He and the other wolves moved through the group with lethal precision, snapping necks left and right and ripping out hearts ruthlessly. Orion mirrored his actions, tearing into the witches with the primal instinct of a predator on the hunt. The abandoned warehouse became a battleground, the sounds of struggle and the scent of blood filling.
Witnessing the bloodshed, Eve stepped forward, her voice cutting through the chaos. "Stop. I'm Eve. You have an issue with me, not my coven." In response, Orion was transformed into human form and vamped to Eve. Without hesitation, he bit his wrist and fed her some of his blood. However, it was a calculated move instead of a gesture of mercy. With a swift motion, he snapped Eve's neck. He then left the building with her body slumped on his shoulder; he turned to the wolves and Cal and told them to finish this up.
Orion took her back to the Motel room he was staying in and tied her up; he got dressed and waited for her to wake up; after 30 minutes, she gasped and found herself tied to the bed, unable to move; she tried to access her magic but couldn't feel it anymore, she looked at Oriion and asked: " what have you done to me."
Panic was apparent in her voice as she asked. Orion responded with a smirk, "I gave you my blood and then broke your neck."
As she began to panic, Orion remained indifferent. He took a blood bag, sliced it open, and let the blood trickle towards her mouth. She tried to resist, closing her mouth to avoid the hunger and the impending transformation. Unfazed, Orion forced her mouth open and continued to pour the blood in.
"Great, now you're a vampire and easy to compel," Orion said, his gaze penetrating as he looked into her newly turned eyes. He demanded, "Where are Abby and Bonnie Bennett? "
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- Sheila is the one who's gonna die; I will go back and edit the previous chapter. Hopefully, you guys enjoy the chapter!!!
- Between Caroline, Elena, Damon, and Stefan, which had the best emotionless phase!!
I will say Caroline was efficient and clean; she did what she needed to do. And it was pretty badass. I was rewatching season 6 and got to say her emotionless phase was top-tier; it wasn't bloody like Stefan, nor dramatic like Elena and Damon.
- Controversial topics: Damon and Elena are toxic, Caroline/ Klaus, Caroline/Stefan, Hayley/Elijah, Marcel/Rebekah. What up with the TVD women, mainly Caroline, Hayley, Elena, and Cami, wanting to change the minds of hundreds/ thousands of years old? If they wanted to change, they would. I know it's a Tv show, but I'm just like, damn shit is toxic, and they call it love. LMK what y'all think.
-Klaroline shippers don't attack, but their relationship I'm going to nitpick; Klaus is 1000+ years old, and Caroline was 17 when she became a vampire. She was a small-town, insecure girl promised the world by a man so that she would fall for it. Even Candice King said she didn't like Klaus and Caroline getting together. Think about it as you would but Klaus isn't going to change fro her the only Women he changed for was his daughter and that's it.
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