Prologue – The Originals 3x01
The child's name is Hope. Elijah had a fling with the mother after she was born but Hayley married Jackson, to become alpha to their packs. They were both cursed, by the way, so they're wolves until the full moon. Then there's Davina, the super-powerful teenage witch, who's angry at the Mikaelsons. She fancies Kol. And Klaus is in therapy with a blonde bartender. Marcel controls the Quarter, but I'm guessing you already know who he is?
She read the text and rolled her eyes, typing back quickly: Enough about the entourage. What's the status with the Mikaelson's?
There was a pause before the reply came.
Rebekah's in the body of a witch, trying to resurrect Kol. She should be easy to manage, since she's weak and busy. I don't think she's in the quarter, though. Freya, the new one, is a witch too. Again, easy to handle, not a problem. Elijah's pissed at Klaus for cursing Hayley, and for killing Gia, his girlfriend. He's probably looking for a way to hurt Klaus, which could play on your fortune.
She read the text and blinked, tapping her heel on the concrete beneath her. She was leaning against the stolen black Porsche and watching the cars pass by. If anyone was asked to identify her, they'd say she was young, beautiful, with almond eyes and curly brunette hair. Opaque tights producing from her black trench coat, concealing her short pencil skirt almost entirely, with black wedges. Not herself for definite, but one of the Originals would probably recognise the description.
And Klaus? She texted back.
Worried about his daughter. Planning on reuniting his siblings. Surprisingly chill.
She nodded. If she was ever going to enter New Orleans, now would be the perfect time. The family was divided but not at war. The hybrid girl was out of the picture for the meantime. They were all too focused on a baby than anything else.
And Klaus had a therapist.
Yeah, now was perfect.
Thank you, Josh. I'll see you soon.
Katherine Pierce slipped her phone back into her pocket and stepped back into her car. She passed the 'Welcome to New Orleans' sign and groaned. The things she had to do for her freedom terrified her.
But it had to be done.
