The idea for this story popped in my head while i was watching The Originals...
I don't own The Originals.
"That clever bitch…wiped my memory of the location…she's more powerful than a witch, and you handed over Elijah to her!" Rebekah screamed trying to get her point across. She was furious at her brother. "I did what I had to do!" Klaus was tired of Rebekah accusing him of wrong doing, when handing Elijah over to Marcel was just part of his plan to take back what he claimed to be his city. "You always think that sacrificing your family is the best way to get things done, Niklaus…" Klaus was now centimeters away from his sister's face. Spit flying out of his mouth as he spoke.
"Because it is Rebekah!" Rebekah wiped the saliva that flew from Klaus's mouth off her face. "What will you do when the baby is born? If it doesn't follow your orders, you're going to hurt it?" Klaus's blue eyes darkened as he grabbed Rebekah by the throat and shoved her into the wall. "I will do whatever it takes to get everything back even if it means sacrificing you, Elijah, or Haley….I have to gain Marcel's trust, Rebekah. Why is that such a hard concept for you to grasp!?" His fist connects with the wall, making Rebekah flinch. He turns and starts to walk away; his sister hollering after him.
"Klaus, you and I both know that Marcel isn't going to give up this city without a fight. He will do anything to keep this city in his possession even if that means getting his witch friend to kill us…and what will happen if they succeed!?" Klaus quickly spins around and he's immediately in front of Rebekah again. She looks into her brothers eyes and see's the wheels turning. He had another plan or he was just making it up as he went along; either way he was thinking something. "They can try, and when they decide to strike...We'll be ready." He walked away; Rebekah was speechless as he spoke again looking over his shoulder. "If you say that girl is as powerful as you say she is, I know a witch that is equally powerful, if not more." He sounded sure of himself; Rebekah wasn't sure if she liked the sound of that.
Marcel walked into the room, slightly agitated. "I asked you figure out how to kill an original, you haven't been making much progress lately." The small witch was playing with a candle igniting a flame and extinguishing it. "Magic takes time Marcel…" He quickly looked at the young witch as he let his fingers tap Elijah's closed casket lightly. "Davina….If I had a spell that could kill an original, It would be one more thing I could use against Niklaus and Rebekah to keep them in line. I already have their brother."
Davina stopped messing with the candle and turned her full attention to Marcel; who was intensely staring at the casket containing the original. "So, you're using their brother for leverage?" "I wouldn't necessarily call Elijah leverage…He's just one less original I have to deal with. I'll be damned if they think they can just come back here after all those years and take what's mine!" He slams his hands down on the casket, and walks to the door and opens it. "You have a week Davina." He closes the door behind him, leaving Davina with her herbs, potions and one hell of a short deadline.
The Salvatore mansion was filled with silence, aside from Caroline and Elena's excessive crying. A couple of tears slid down Matt's face as he let Caroline cry into his shirt. Jeremy was there also, mostly consoling his sister, and giving sympathetic looks to a ghost Bonnie only he could see. Damon resorted to his usual method of grief, a bottle of bourbon. A hard knock comes from the front door, catching everyone's attention. Damon answered the door; he wasn't too thrilled at who he saw. "Where's the Bennett witch?" Damon stared at Klaus with confusion for a split second; he swung the door closed, but it wasn't fast enough, Klaus's hand caught it and he stepped into the house.
Damon moved to attack, and Jeremy stood pulling a wooden stake out his pocket. "Wait, I didn't come here to cause any harm, I just need the witch to do something for me…" Elena and Caroline had finally got their crying under control. "Bonnie's dead." Klaus looked over at the wall, well threatening her friends wasn't an option now and neither was kidnapping her. "Dead? Well, that's unfortunate…so I presume none of you know where her body is?" No one said anything, they didn't want Klaus to know that they couldn't find Bonnie's body…What the hell did he want with bonnie anyway?
"Did you hide her body from us?" Klaus rolls his eyes, that doppelganger's voice is just so annoying. "If your implying that I murdered you little friend…I didn't, and it seems as if I'm not going to get the answers I'm looking for here so I'll be on my way…." He walked out the Salvatore house to his car. He sat behind the steering wheel, trying to figure out how he would find the Bennett witches body; he would have to search the whole town for her and he wasn't going to do it alone.
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