The Black Diaries II: The Originals Edition
(The Originals: Season 2 AU)
Created, Written and Adapted by Kaizer Michaels.
Episode 2.1:
My Spirit's Keeper
A week or so later after the events surrounding the Mikaelson family and the birth of Klaus's baby daughter; who he named Hope in New Orleans, it was now up to Rebekah keep her niece safe from the witches of the French Quarter namely her mother and Hope's grandmother: Esther. But to do that she needed a witch, someone powerful enough to perform a cloaking spell to protect Hope from her hunters; but where in the world could she find someone who she could trust? Who wasn't in-line with her mother, Esther, it seemed hopeless due to the way the Mikaelsons had not only treated witches in the past for their own selfish goals through blackmails; lies, death and who knows what else and now with Hope in the picture, some bridges really needed to be built again if the Original family was going to keep their newest member safe.
Rebekah needed to act fast by whatever means necessary before the witches of the French Quarter find out the truth about Hope's death and knowing their mother is was going to happen much sooner then later. Rebekah was driving along the motorway with the top down and with her new niece Hope sleeping peacefully in the back seat, which Rebekah saw a glimpse off through her mirror smiling softly to herself before looking away and sighing to herself...
"Rebekah..." said Kol having suddenly appeared spiritually in the passenger side looking at his younger sister. But it was no use, Rebekah couldn't hear him frustrating Kol to no end, especially since he knew someone that could help her and his niece. "Dammit!" Kol said thumping the glove compartment with with the bottom of his two fists.
Rebekah jumped hearing the noise, "What the bloody hell was that?!" she reacted looking at her glove comportment briefly, but nothing was there.
Kol looked down at his hand, "What the..?" said the decreased Mikaelson, who also seemed a little surprised by it. "..How is that possible?" it then dawned on him, "It must be a side effect from the Other Side coming apart." Kol realized quickly opening the compartment up and quickly began rummaging for anything remotely useful, but ideally he was looking for a pen and paper.
"Alright...that does it!" Rebekah said seeing it all and quickly pulled over worried about herself and baby Hope unaware that it was her older brother and not someone else. Rebekah exited her car: "Come on sweetheart..." picking up her sleeping niece and backing away from the car.
Kol found what he was looking for and quickly began writing on the piece of paper that was translating into the world of living. Rebekah held her niece against her chest with her other hand gently holding Hope's little head, she then peered over seeing that the pen was moving by itself. "What the HELL is going on here?" she said to herself debating whether to leave now or read what was being written.
"Thank fuck for that!" Kol said smiling to himself finishing up his message to his sister signing his name at the bottom of it. He looked over at his younger sister who was keeping her distance for the moment: "Read this Rebekah please, it's our niece's only chance right now. But don't worry, I'll be back little sister. I need to see someone first and I'll be damned if I'm going to let some vortex suck me up before I am finished..." said Kol firmly to himself with a grin and was suddenly gone.
A couple of minutes after Rebekah watched the pen drop and everything seemed to normal again, she cautiously made her way around to the passenger side of her still running car. The confident blond quickly picked up the note after freeing up one of her hands and letting Hope sit carefully in her other arm cradling her one arm. Rebekah saw that is was written in runic language to assure her that it was a friend and not a foe deceiving her. Confused, Rebekah read the note aloud to herself:
"Rebekah, I know someone who can help! Please go to a place called Blackwell Creek and find a guy named Jame Blackwell. -Kol." Rebekah was surprised to say the least, she gasped at seeing her dead brother's name at the end of the note. "Kol?" she paused, "Oh my God...but how? I doesn't make any sense." she said to herself before looking up and around her surroundings: "KOL?! Are you here?!" she yelled shooting in the dark here, but there was no response. She looked back down at the note wondering if she should trust it that it was Kol trying to help her by trying to communicate with her from the Other Side.
Rebekah looked down at her sleeping niece rocking her a bit; before looking up and around again. If it meant protecting her niece, Rebekah decided to head to this Blackwell Creek and find this Jame as well in hope he could help her family keep Hope safe. I mean what choice did she have? She didn't know any witches who were alive now that could help her, so she trusted her brother's advice and placed Hope back into her car seat securing it again. She then hoped back into the driver's seat and closed her car door and pulled out her sat-nav in-order to find, where she had to go.
No more then a day later, Rebekah arrived at Blackwell Creek pulling slowly into it. It was a rural yet small modern town. She looked around not sure; what to expect here or who to talk to to find this Jame, Kol supposedly advised her to see and ask for his help. She found a parking space outside a small diner and decided if their was a place in-town who knew anyone who was anybody in this town it would be the local diner. Rebekah turned everything off and exited her car walking around to the back seat, where Hope was awake smiling a little at her Auntie Bex, who smiled back warmly.
"Hello, princess...we're going to go on a little field trip." Rebekah said to her infant neice. The immortal blond picked up Hope's baby carrier after unhooking it from the car set and carried Hope with her into the diner holding onto the handle. She looked around before smirking confidently to herself attracting a little attention to herself, as she approached the counter from the numerous customers currently present throughout the diner.
An older male placed his hands on the counter's service from behind it with a small white towel placing his shoulder. He smiled a bit at Rebekah: "Welcome to Hal's Diner, little darling. What can I get you?" asked the male server.
Rebekah smiled a little to herself placing Hope on top of the counter next to her, which saw the male server smile a little at the baby girl in-front of him: "Actually, I was wondering if you can help me find someone? I was told he lived here, but I don't know where..." explained the Mikaelson's only daughter.
"Oh? And who might that be?" asked the server.
"Jame Blackwell." answered the blond, whilst the server raised his eyebrow.
"The Mayor's grandson? What could you possibly want with him?" asked the server.
"He knew my older brother: Kol. They were best friends." she said, "He died not too long ago and he has some things of his to pick up." explained Rebekah not wanting to arouse too much suspicion during her visit her, so she decided to the stretch the truth a bit or just out right lie on occasion to protect both herself and Hope.
"I see, I'm sorry to hear about your brother their darling..it's a sad; sad thing when you loose a loved one." replied the server supposedly sympathizing with Rebekah buying her story; who just played along with him until she got what she needed from him and that was an address.
"Thank you, sir. It's been hard on us all..." she replied really laying it on thick now.
"Well then, I'll be happy to help you, love. If you drive further towards the edge of the town and then take a left, their should be a long winding road leading up the Mayor's family house: Blackwell Manor. I'm sure you're find, young Jame there." informed the server.
Rebekah smiled softly at the server: "Thank you for your help. It would have meant a lot to my brother." responded Rebekah, as the server said she was welcome. Rebekah grabbed Hope's carrier handle gently and left the diner smirking wickedly to herself upon exiting its doors. "And I didn't even need to compel him. People in this town are so nice aren't they darling?" Rebekah said to her niece, who just smiled a bit.
Kol soon appeared again at Rebekah's side walking with her waving a little at his niece with a smirk before looking back at his sister: "Nicely done, little sister. I wouldn't expect anything less." he grins proud of his little sister's achievement without even raising suspicion among the townspeople in the process. Which clearly told Kol no-one knew, who Jame really was. Which was good for them.
Rebekah put Hope back in her cat seat securing her once again and got back into her car being joined by Kol in the passenger side. Rebekah buckled up and turned her engine on before eventually pulling out of her parking space slowly and then headed off towards the end of town following the male's directions to a tee. Kol looked over at his sister with his han gripping the edge of the window screen frame in-front of him...
"This is great. I can't wait for you to meet him. He is one badass witch, and so is the rest of his family." Kol said knowing Rebekah couldn't hear him but was smiling anyway. "You know they built this town over 100 years ago? I knew some of their ancestors way, way back before they built this town. I travelled with them for awhile too." Kol explained still looking out at the town. "He'll protect Hope. I promise you that." he said looking down at his feet. "And plus he's going to do something for me that no-one would ever do." Kol said looking over at his clueless sister smiling a little at her: "He's going to bring me back, little sister..." Kol revealed softly before looking away slowly again, "So we can be together..." he said quietly. "I can't wait..." Kol added happily.
Rebekah had already reached the end of town and drove up the long driveway towards Blackwell Manor. As Rebekah got closer, she got a much better view of a large mansion: "You have got to be kidding me?" she said with a snicker, "Looks like we got ourselves a rich witch, Hope.." she snickered to herself passing through the black open gates soon after approaching the main driveway outside the front of the mansion.
Kol grins a bit to himself, "What can I say? I know how to pick 'em..." he snickers proudly to himself. Rebekah pulls up outside the mansion and parks her car on the gravel underneath it that seems to fill out the entire area. Rebekah turns everything off once again and gets out of her car taking baby Hope with her, who will start getting hungry soon.
Rebekah walks across the gravel grounds and steps onto the stairs that lead towards the front door. She admired the building briefly before standing in-front of the two wooden doors before her. She rings the door bell. A Gothic yet echoing like sound plays throughout the entire indoor foyer rather loudly. A couple of minutes later; one of the doors open revealing middle-aged slightly big woman dressed in a maid's outfit of black and white.
"Hello can I help you?" asked the maid, who had a rather strong Italian accent.
Rebekah wasn't sure what to think and raised her eyebrow, so she just smiled briefly at the woman with Kol standing next to with his arms behind his back grinning a little to himself: "Yes, Hello. I'm looking for Jame, Jame Blackwell? I was told he lived here by a lovely server at a place called Hal's Diner." asked Rebekah being overly nice.
"Rosa, who is it?" said a strong male voice from inside the foyer.
Rosa looked over at the male in question, who was seen coming down the stairs dressed a tight-fitting white tank-top showcasing his large muscular arms and clearly toned physique via outlines on the front of his tank-top. The male had short black hair and was wearing light blue jeans with slight tears and rips across them as part of their overall design along with a pair plain black; low-ankle socks covering both his two feet. Jame was quite handsome with strong dark brown eyes adding a look of intensity about himself.
"There he is...my guy...isn't he hot?" Kol said snickering to himself and enjoying the view of his potentially future lover from outside on the porch.
"Master Jame...this young woman is looking for you. She said she was directed here." replied Rosa to her employers' youngest son.
"She is..." Jame said walking up to the door after having just adjusted his silver wristwatch a little. He looked outside of it at Rebekah and then down at the baby Hope, but then he looked up straight at Kol, who was standing their grinning like he does.
"It's her Jame, my little sister. The one I told you about..." Jame raised his eyebrow, as he watched Kol crouch down and gently stroked Hope's forehead smiling softly at her: "And this is...Hope. My newborn niece." Kol said looking up at Jame, "You have to help her Jame please or my mother will kill her..." he pleaded with the warlock.
Jame wasn't totally sure what was going on here, but he heard everything Kol's spiritual form had to say, whilst looking back at Rebekah; who narrowed her eyes: "You see him don't you? DON'T YOU?" Rebekah asked putting two and two together due to Jame's facial expressions raising her voice a little with her eyes becoming slightly tearful.
Rosa looked at Jame who just sighed to himself: "Master Jame?" asked Rosa.
Jame looked at Rosa: "It's okay Rosa. I can take it from here. Go back to your work." instructed the warlock.
Rosa nodded: "Yes, sir." she said quickly taking her leave to return to her work in the utility room.
Once the coast was clear and Rosa was gone, Jame looked back at Rebekah with a serious look on his face not entirely happy about Kol springing this on him like this: "You best come inside." said Jame who stepped to the side and sighed some more to himself.
Rebekah moved quickly inside with a brief sniff with Hope in hand. Kol walked up to Jame coming face to face with him knowing full well he had just upset Jame: "Jay..I'm sorry.." Kol said placing his hand on the side of Jame's face, who slowly turned away from Kol's ghostly touch:
"Just don't." replied the male witch sharply, angry with the Mikaelson son, who just looked into Jame's eyes and nodded a little and lowered his head before heading inside with the others trying to shake it off like he always used to do.
Jame turned his head and looked out at the driveway back before shaking his head a little and closing the door behind him.