No One's POV

Esther had just finished talking with Elena Gilbert, the Petrova doppelganger, Elena now returning to the Mikaelson ball downstairs, and Esther now returning to her ritual to eradicate her vampire children off the Earth along with the rest of the vampire race, not that the Petrova doppelganger knew that, otherwise she would surely not help in the ritual as her dear Salvatore brothers were a part of Niklaus' bloodline.

However, Esther needed one more piece to finish the ritual, the blood of one other.

For a brief moment Esther felt a flicker of remorse for what she was about to do, more so for Finn, the Loyal son, who had always been faithful to her, even as a child, never wavering from her side, and was now getting deprived of something so dear to vampires; her ambition, however, for redemption for her own guilt and sins was too great.

"I am sorry, Finn, my son." Esther murmurs faintly, then turning to her grimoire to consult it and reach the spirits on the Other Side.

"Sisters, hear my words, hear my prayers." Esther closes her eyes, sitting at her desk, hands held over a particular page.

The candles in the room flicker harshly, casting eerie shadows all around, wind from the spirits blowing as they communicate their ill feeling about her intend and lash back, not wanting to do her bidding, but Esther pushes back anyways, forcing their hand with her own blood sacrifice.

An image appears; a light brunette haired, green eyed girl, young adult, more accurately, lies on her stomach on her bed, curled around a stuffed animal, watching Netflix on her laptop.

Esther smiles to herself, satisfied, the spirits had obeyed; this girl was the final piece she needed.

She began to chant.

Alexis was having a good night, her essay for one of her most hated college courses, financial management (if you must know), had just been turned in, and she was currently curled around her pillow pet Simba and snuggling with her other stuffed animals she had since she was a baby, watching one of her favorite Vampire Diaries episodes (Dangerous Liaisons, mainly because Elijah was so hot, honestly she could cry, in a suit, and she was totally Team Original) on Netflix.

Out of nowhere wind began to howl, and in another flash of light Alexis found herself stumbling straight out of reality and into some type of insanity.

"What the fuck!?" Was the first words out of Alexis' mouth as she stares around the room.

"Do not be startled." A woman says, Alexis recognized her but didn't quite believe it, clearly she had gone insane, Alexis thought to herself.

"Jesus- fucking- Christ!" Alexis curses loudly, feeling like she jumped nearly ten feet into the air, backing up and frantically looking for an exit.

"I apologize. I did not mean to scare you. I truly mean you no harm. I am Esther." Esther introduces.

"Yeah, I- fuck. I must be hallucinating. Or seriously have watched too much tv… Or read too many fanfictions." Alexis mutters to herself that last bit.

"I assure you I am very real." Esther assures, moving forward at a much too fast pace for Alexis' comfort.

"Okayyy, then." Alexis says, eyes finally spotting the door.

"I would not recommend you leave." Esther comments lightly.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Alexis challenges, defensive nature rising.

"Only that I need your help. And I'm sure you have many questions to why you are here." Esther says. "Also, my children would probably not be very friendly."

"Yes, I'm sure. And I do have a few. Mainly to the reason I am here." Alexis says, deciding to play dumb.

Honestly, she wasn't sure how much Esther knew about her, or why she needed her. But she hated the Original Witch, and would frankly help Niklaus burn her happily, tonight, if she thought she would be of any help; I mean, she wasn't, she was human, also, she figured Finn would probably kill her in a second, but you know, if she could, she would help the other siblings happily kill their mother.

"Do you believe in the supernatural?" Esther asks, turning her back on Alexis, clearly not thinking she was much of a threat.

Good, believe that Original Bitch, just you wait.

"Uh, you mean, like witches, vampires, and stuff? Well, no, not really. But God? Then, yes." Alexis says, still playing dumb. And clearly, Alexis thinks, the Original Bitch didn't know her name, she hadn't said it once.

"Witches, vampires, werewolves. You will find, that they exist. At least in this world. And I am a witch. One of the first. My children, I created into vampires, first to protect them from werewolves. But they grew into savages. And now they have lived for thousands of years, a curse that has stretched across generations. As their mother it is my duty to undo the damage I have caused. They are truly an abomination, a betrayal to nature." Esther says. "I need your help."

"Won't that kill all the vampires though?" Alexis asks.

"Yes." Esther says, clearly looking a bit surprised that Alexis had asked, Elena clearly not smart enough to put two and two together about what she was saying.

"How can you want to kill your own children? Or all of the vampires. They're your children." Alexis says. "Certainly you should want to change them, or help them to be better. You're their mother."

"They're an abomination. They cannot change. I watched for a thousand years on the Other Side. That was my punishment." Esther said.

"You're condemning a whole race. Because of your mistake. And your own guilt, wanting your redemption. Find it somewhere else. Like a church. I'm not going to help you." Alexis growls.

Esther's gaze hardens, and before Alexis could blink, Esther was grabbing her arm, tugging harshly.

"Hey!" Alexis growls sharply, yanking at her arm instinctively, before her defense class kicks in, surging forward to take Esther off guard, then jerking back hard.

It was too late, however, Esther managed to cut Alexis across the palm, the pain searing through Alexis' palm.

"Jesus- fuck!" Alexis curses loudly, clutching at her wrist with her other hand, blood immediately pooling rapidly. Seriously, what was with people in tv shows and movies always cutting the most sensitive part of someone or their own bodies? Alexis and her best friend always made fun of that when they watched TV together because it never made any logical sense and it was seriously over dramatic. And now Alexis had honest to god proof it was fucking true. It hurt.

"You do not understand. You are doing a great service to the world. You should be honored little girl." Esther says, forcefully holding Alexis' hand over a bowl so Alexis' blood drips into it.

"Yeah, honored my ass. You're a bitch, is what you are. What you're doing is monstrous. What you're doing is murdering your own children. What type of mother does that!? And you can kiss my ass." Alexis growls, glaring at the Original Witch, yanking her hand away abruptly, dropping it still dripping blood, not minding the blood dripping on the carpet, because screw you thank you very much, and taking the chance to grab the discarded knife on the table and stab Esther in the hand.

Esther hisses as the knife nicks the back of her hand drawing blood, and Alexis takes the chance to bolt out of the study, still clutching her now slightly less bleeding hand, tucking it close to her stomach, running out the door in a blind run, not minding where she was going.

She figured she'd think of a game plan after she got away from the Original Bitch. Maybe she'd try to talk to Elijah, he was the more rational, less homicidal one of the brothers, and less likely to kill her on spot, at least in the tv show he was. That was sort of a game plan right?

But in her grand escape plan she wasn't looking where she was going, and instead ran straight in the second person she probably didn't want to run into.

Finn Mikaelson

"Shit." Alexis mutters, expression widening as she looks up from where she tumbles onto the floor, butt landing rather harshly.

"It's you."