Chapter :-25 Freya Mikaelson (Part-1)

Inside a regal looking room, filled with shelves and books all around stood a 6 ft tall man. He had ocean-blue eyes and white hair, befitting of a foreigner of English origin in Japan. The room looked more like a library if not for the fact that a 4x6 bed lay in one corner of the room along with a table where many pages were scattered on.

Henrik was wearing a black Kimono with a big ᒥ M ᒧ printed on its back, in front of him was a huge coffin made of [Purple-heart] wood with dark reddish chains wrapped all around it. Henrik had a soft expression on his face as he gazed at the coffin with affection in his eyes.

Beside him stood Kiyohime Gerard, a vampire sired to Henrik Mikealson and also his source of food. She watched her master with a slight astonishment and bitterness. Never had she ever seen such warm expression on her master's face.

He gently stroked the coffin with rare gentleness, as soon as his palm came in contact with the chains it started to burn and tear into his palm.

Seeing this she immediately rushed to her master's side and tried to remove his hand from the coffin.

Henrik gently raised his other hand and signaled her to stop, Kiyohime stopped at his signal and tried to argue.

"But master!!! your hand..."

"It's okay, I am about to reunite with one of my siblings this little bit of pain is nothing compared to the time I spent away from them."

Henrik continued to stroke the coffin and only stopped after his palm was beyond recognition. He gazed at his burnt palm which had started to heal rapidly. Being an [Original] and a master of [Force] boosted his healing powers.

Soon after a few breaths time, his palm was as good as new. Henrik turned towards Kiyohime and asked in a serious tone.

"Is everything ready?"

"Yes, master I have prepared everything, the barrier around the compound is at full capacity. The Gerard family elites are patrolling the inner compound, all the servants have been relocated to the outer compound."

"No one will disturb you, master..."

"Very well, then let's begin the ritual."

Henrik moved towards the table and picked up a bowl full of salt. He took some in his hand and drew a circle around the coffin in which lay the eldest Mikaelson, his dearest sister, Freya.

He then picks up a large chalice and a silver dagger in his left palm. He places the chalice on top of the coffin and cuts his right palm with the silver dagger.

His blood poured in the chalice completely filling it. The silver dagger had been enchanted with magic which slowed down his regeneration capability. Henrik stumbles backward but Kiyohime catches him from behind and offers her wrist.

"Here master, take my blood...."

Henrik holds her hand and pulls her wrist towards his mouth and bites down, his [True face] is revealed while draining her blood. The wound on his palm quickly heals and disappears as soon as the blood enters his system.

[True face:- A vampire's true face means black sclera, veins beneath the eyes and elongated teeth.]

Henrik didn't have many weaknesses, only losing blood was dangerous to him. In order to fulfill the ceremony, he had to sacrifice a lot of his blood in the chalice.

Kiyohime face had lost all of its glow, her face was deadly pale and blue veins could be seen over her face. A vampire starts desiccating if there is no blood in their system.

Henrik stopped drinking her blood as he had recovered from his state of momentary weakness. He turned towards Kiyohime and gently blew some air from his mouth on her face.

The blue veins along with her pale complexion suddenly disappeared as she gasped for air. This was one of the tricks Henrik learned from his dear Aunt, who was probably the strongest witch to ever live.

He transferred his magic into power and empowered Kiyohime, ridding her of the desiccation and weakness. Unfortunately, it only works on those with lower magic capacity than the user. Though Kiyohime was weakened, she would be fine.

"Thanks, Kiyohime..."

"It is my duty, Master..."

Henrik turned towards the chalice and started throwing in all kinds of ingredients and herbs. Finally, the [Jade-flower] went inside the Chalice as smoke started to come out of it.

Henrik stepped back as the black liquid started pouring out of the chalice. It traveled towards the chains binding the coffin and started melting them.

Henrik felt all of his magic being drained out of his body, being consumed by the black liquid to melt the chains. He fell down on his knees as the last bit of his magic left his body.

The gold chalice cracked and fell on the ground while the black liquid evaporated in the air along with the chains sealing the coffin.

Henrik looked towards the coffin that lay in front of him, it suddenly but slowly opened revealing a very beautiful young woman of high stature and a slender build, who carries herself with grace and tact. She had curly white hair and green eyes.

[A/N:-Freya had dirty blonde hair but I changed it to white and have uploaded the photo on discord, you will like her anime version.]

Freya opened her eyes and sat up straight using her [Telekinesis] to support her adapting body. She looks around with curiosity as she finds herself in an unfamiliar room with two unfamiliar people.

ᒥ....Where am I and who are these people?....ᒧ

ᒥ....I can't sense any magic from both of them...ᒧ

ᒥ....What is going on here?....ᒧ

Freya couldn't sense any magic from both of them as Henrik had exhausted all of his magic, it would take him 200-years to fully recover while Kiyohime's magic was different from witchcraft.

Henrik had a smile on his face as he stood up walked towards Freya who had stepped out of her coffin and was looking straight at him.

"Who are you?"

Freya decided to act cautiously, even if she couldn't feel any magic from both of these individuals she could still feel a huge force covering the whole place. It left her a little breathless so she observed the white-haired, ocean blue-eyed man standing in front of her.

"Welcome sister, it's been too long...."

ᒥ....Sister? What does he mean?....ᒧ

"I apologize for not introducing myself, I was a little overwhelmed after seeing you face to face...."

"My name is Henrik Mikaelson, the youngest Mikaelson..."

As soon as Henrik finished he felt his body being thrown backward. He flew and crashed into the wall.

"Well, that went fantastic...."

Henrik mumbled from beneath the debris while Kiyohime immediately tried to rush towards him at full speed.

"Master!!!...."

Freya had an enraged expression on her face and she bellowed while seething with rage and killing intent.

"HOW DARE YOU!!!!...."

She made a twisting motion with her fist and broke Kiyohime's neck with her [Telekinesis], rendering her dead...temporarily.

"HOW DARE YOU POSE TO BE HENRIK!!!! DIE!!!"

Freya in anger immediately mobilized her magic and used her [Telekinesis] over Henrik who was laying inside the debris.

Suddenly a strange force surrounded Freya causing her body to freeze, she immediately burst forth with her magic to break the force holding her.

Her magic power skyrocketed, the room cracked from different places, the floor caved in, clouds started covering the bright sky but...she couldn't break free.

The force around her also skyrocketed, it surpassed her strength and suppressed her terrifying magic, rendering her incapable of motion.

The debris covering Henrik started floating in the air as he came out from the crash spot and started walking towards his sister.

Freya had a murderous expression on her face as she glared at Henrik with the intent to grind him to death.

Henrik still held a smile as he asked her.

"Sister, tell me why do you think I am lying?"

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME SISTER!!!..."

"HENRIK DEAD EVEN BEFORE MY FAMILY BECAME VAMPIRES!!!..."

"HE HADN'T AWAKENED AS A WITCH THUS HIS SOUL SHOULD HAVE ATTAINED PEACE!!!..."

"AND YOU DARE POSE TO BE MY BROTHER!!!..."

"YOU ARE LUCKY THAT NIK ISN'T HERE OTHERWISE HE WOULD HAVE TORTURED YOU TO DEATH FOR EVEN SAYING THAT YOU ARE HENRIK MIKAELSON!!!..."

Henrik shook his head while waving his hand to deactivate the inscription placed near Freya. Suddenly 3-coffins appeared beside her.

"Nik is here sister along with Elijah and Rebekah, it's just that they can't hear you or me or anyone.....yet."

Freya's green eyes burned with anger as she struggled to break free from the force surrounding her so that she could strangle Henrik to death.

Henrik had a special place within the Mikaelson family, he was the only sibling who never had the chance to love, to grow, to hate, to really feel what it means to have a family. Even after a millennium, Niklaus still blames himself for Henrik's death.

And now this man is standing in front of her, claiming to be her dead brother. When every single fact points towards the fact that her brother had died a millennium ago then why should she believe him?

But this was not the real reason behind her distrust and anger. If there was even a slight possibility that what Henrik was saying was the truth.

Then that would mean that she along with the other Mikaelsons have neglected the possibility that Henrik was alive or he could be brought back to life.

They assumed that since he was normal before his death then he would have found peace and they never even bothered to find if that was the truth. The guilt of abandoning their youngest brother was too much for her to bear.

Henrik still had a smile on his face but it resembled the face of a person who was tired and just wanted to stop.

"Let me show you, sister, I am sure that after seeing my memories you will believe me."

"[Reverse-Psychometry]...."