Disclaimer: TVD/The Originals is not owned by me. A/N: For the anon who asked me for some more Klayley fics! Based on 4x20: Originals' Pilot. AU in parts. Edited: 17/01/15.
1.
Every King Needs an Heir
Hayley shifted through the shadows with her hand pressed on the miracle child inside her and keeping her eyes downcast, as Elijah had instructed. The witch, Jane-Anne had done this to her and paid the price. Now what? She and Klaus would play happy families? She wasn't stupid. Yes, they'd had sex but the thought of procreating hadn't entered their minds. Knowing Klaus, his reaction wouldn't be pleasant. This changed everything.
Klaus would not be as accommodating as Elijah. The thought of raising her child as his own repulsed him, she could see it in his twisted features and furious gaze. He condemned her and the baby to death. Sophie brought her case to Klaus, protesting against Marcel's reign. They wanted Klaus to take back New Orleans; they needed him to fix the balance, and with that came their union, and his heir.
Werewolves. That's what was needed to go up against Marcel and his vampires. The witches were repressed and those who did magic in the King's town were made examples. Elijah had thought it possible that the baby would change Klaus, that he would do the right thing, but no, his redemption had been lost. He was stubborn, he was abusive and he would never let her stand by his side, not when in his mind, that spot was already taken by Caroline Forbes.
She wished she would shrivel up, the way he glared at her. It was supposed to have only been a one night stand, not something that would be bigger than Ben Hur!
"Niklaus, listen!" Elijah fumed, stopping Klaus from bolting out of the room.
She clutched her stomach, willing Klaus to do as Elijah said. He needed to know she wasn't lying - there was a baby inside her, their baby.
"Please, Klaus?" she whispered.
"It was the only way!" Sophie said. "We needed you." Klaus' eyebrows recede into his hair in surprise. They all hear it. Two beating hearts.
Elijah's voice reassures him. "The baby is yours, Niklaus, and you must take responsibility for it. This may be the only way you can defeat Marcel. I say this now, I will be by your side, as will Hayley. Your protection is the utmost importance. If this secret is discovered by Marcel or his followers, then I will guarantee he will kill it. The only way to get back New Orleans is to become part of Marcel's gang, find out all you can and when the time is right, then we'll reveal him."
"How long must I be kept hidden?" Hayley said avoiding Klaus' gaze. She'd do anything to protect her baby, and she was grateful that Klaus hadn't killed her. She supposed Elijah wouldn't have let him. "Nine months? Three years? Twenty?"
"As long as it takes," Sophie whispers, and they all watch the candles surrounding them flicker.
~Twenty years later~
The garbage bins scatter. Ever since Oliver was a kid he'd trained early mornings and nights, hidden from Marcel, the current King. He studies the crescent moon, adrenaline washes over him as his mother crouches nearby. His eyes turn amber as the vampires congregate on the other side of the building - the punitive expeditions were still a thrill for the vampiric citizens of New Orleans.
Hayley's shaggy black wolf fur camouflages her as they pause in the alley. Her glowing blue eyes pulsate in the shadows. Oliver can hear every lick, intake of air and pant, mindful the night's events were not a drill. Marcel stood on the other side using his favourite weapon: wolfs bane. He was always one step ahead of the witches. After twenty years of proving himself loyal to Marcel - this was to be his initiation into Marcel's inner circle.
Oliver wishes he could wolf-out like Hayley but he hadn't turned twenty one, not to mention triggered his werewolf gene. He may be agile, fast and determined now but he was no match for a vampire, until he'd killed one. Hayley's ears twitch, the vampires move towards them, singing loudly. Oliver watches Sophie Devereaux pass in chains. Klaus and Marcel are laughing and he's sickened. Somewhere in the darkness he hears Elijah's quiet sobs.
"Sophie Devereaux, how do you plead?" Klaus roared over the chanting nightwalkers.
"Not guilty," she said. There was a cry of boos and Hayley pulled Oliver back by his tank-top.
"I beg to differ, breaking and entering into Marcel's personal quarters is punishable by death." Klaus gets the nod from Marcel and Oliver can't look away. "You will die the same way as your sister."
"No!" Sophie screams, fighting to escape. Klaus takes the wolfs bane from Marcel.
He had always liked Sophie, much like his Uncle Elijah, although he felt perhaps Elijah liked her even more. Oliver clenched his fists, he wanted badly to tear their throats out but his senses and abilities weren't as good as his mum's nor were they any match for Marcel who bragged he was more powerful than his dad, and Original.
Klaus hated not knowing how.
His parents were friends, they respected each other but he never asked why they weren't like Sophie and Elijah. They had an agreement or so he gathered because Hayley raised him while Klaus worked undercover. Oliver fell back when exuberant spectators crashed into garbage bins in front of their hiding spot and his attention returned to Sophie.
"For every witch you murder, a flame burns and magic will continue to bloom. You can never erase us. Your era is almost over, Marcel, and I look forward to it," Sophie spat.
Marcel raised Sophie's chin with a growl. "Pity you won't be here to see it, Devereaux." Klaus brings the smoking wolfsbane between his fingers and Oliver dreads what's coming next. Klaus strangles Sophie with it. The smell is intoxicating and the vampires chant jubilantly but Oliver's eyes are wet.
It's done.
She's dead.
Run.
Oliver hears their voices in his head. Was what Sophie said true? Could the witches come back? He didn't wait to see, climbing back up the drain-pipe and meeting Elijah on the roof.
"I'm sorry." Was all he could manage, though it didn't seem like much.
Elijah pocketed his hands into his suit, watching Klaus and Marcel bond over his girlfriend's spilt blood while the other nightwalkers did what they did after every expedition: they partied, looted, and murdered, because in New Orleans there were only Marcel's rules.
"Thank you, now go home and protect your mother," Elijah said, wiping his nose with his handkerchief.
Oliver ran. He was fast now, faster than ever. He was almost home when he heard the unmistakeable whine of a wolf being bitten by a vampire. His heart almost stopped, and his thoughts collided with his mum's.
No...
Leave me.
NO.
Oliver jumped across the rooves, the feeling excites him, only this time he's in a rage. He escapes Elijah's grip and launches himself at the vampire below who had attacked Hayley. He was one of Marcel's inner circle and his name was Diego. He once whipped a kid with cat-o-nine tails because he didn't give him his cell and lunch money. Oliver slammed into him.
"One bite from a wolf is deadly, did your forget that?" He threw Diego off his mother, pushed him face first into the ground and held his arm out for his mum to bite. "Tell your King his time has come." Diego squirmed his way out of Oliver's grasp but Hayley bit down on his elbow and ripped what she could from the bone. His blood drenched her fur and she knew the smell would attract all the vampires in the district.
She turned to Elijah for help.
Elijah, get him out of here.
Mum, no.
NOW.
Diego cursed her, making Oliver wish he'd killed him. Elijah grabbed Oliver's neck and they were running and the last thing he saw was his mother shaking Diego between her teeth, waiting until she saw Marcel and Klaus. Whatever she said to his father, he didn't hear, she'd shut him out.
"Werewolves," Marcel spat. "They always travel in packs. I want you to find out who they are."
"Pleasure," Klaus said.
"And Klaus, should you betray me, I will have the pleasure of killing you myself."
"Of course, sire," Klaus murmurs.
Oliver reaches his room and feels as though they've failed. He knows the only way to beat Marcel, rested on having a plan b.
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