Elijah was almost trembling--not quite, because he was him, but there were occasional trembles there, the calm facade clearly shattered. "Klaus. Klaus told us. Father slaughtered her lover's family, then came for her. Ripped out her heart. He's been trying to kill all of us for the past thousand years, always hunting us, driving us...But..." He turned and looked blindly at the wall for a moment, then reached out and touched the symbols.
"This is the hybrid." His fingers moved. "This is the witch. My father's not there."
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Date: 2013-06-06 06:32 am (UTC)"This is the hybrid." His fingers moved. "This is the witch. My father's not there."