A cabin in the backwaters of Louisiana. The perfect spot for a young witch to hide out. Of course it would always help said witch if they didn't have an Original vampire turned witch acting as a double agent.

'Stop! Stop. This isn't working' The young witch, Davina, snapped rearranging the ingredients of the spell she was trying to accomplish, making the Original brother nervous.

'Well maybe you're just doing it wrong?'

'No, we have to do this right! Josh and Marcel, their lives depend on it.' She sighed in frustration instead grabbing the man's wrists 'Look, just stop chanting. I'll chant and channel your power.'

As the chanting resumed however Davina came up against and onslaught of images revealing his treachery.

'You're one of them! You liar! ' The girl raised a hand, using her magic to throw the man against one wall and then another. 'You ruined the spell, and now my friends are gonna die because of you!' The brunette shouted, changing to a pain-inflicting spell.

'My Mother said "Kill the spell, or kill her." And I happen to like you.' She went to interrupt him, only to be stopped 'Listen, you don't disobey Mother Dearest without some consequences. Yes, she brought me back to life, but she's mad as a hatter. And, that man you've made your pet, my father? Well, he's more of a lunatic than she is.'

'What, so you just unleash him?' She snarled.

'You're the one who brought him back to life first, love! '

' I had him under control!'

' Yeah, right up until the point you didn't, which is when he threatened me! He wanted freedom, so I freed him. You want to know my secrets?' The younger Mikaelson brother held out his hands, 'Then here you go. Go on! Have at it! Yes, I'm a Mikaelson, but I've got just as much reason to loathe the lot of them as you do. '

'Oh is that so?' The two in the cabin turned to look at the intruder, Kol freezing at the feminine voice.

'Who are you?' Davina regained her senses, turning to glower threateningly at the woman in the doorway. ' Answer me!' She thrust her hands out as if to perform another spell, only to find it had no effect on the woman.

'And who are you to ask such questions. Oh wait, I know this one. You're the little harvest witch that just wouldn't die. Davina Claire is it?' The woman strode forward into the room, allowing herself to be illuminated by the lighting. She stood not much taller that Davina, with ash blonde hair to her waist and kitted out in motorcycle leathers. All in all a rather striking figure. As the woman walked forward Davina instinctively flinched and retreated, causing the woman to laugh. 'Oh don't worry sweetie, you're not the one I'm here for. You can both be on your merry little way soon.' She turned to Kol who was still frozen on to floor, looking up at her, and crouched down infront of him 'Missed me darling?' She cocked her head, 'Sorry I was a little late to the party, you know how testy cults get about their leaders abandoning them.' They both stood, allowing Kol to look down at the woman. 'Here's my number. I just love technology these days, so much easier that a six month crossing.' With those parting words the woman turned and left, her hair fanning out behind her.

Neither occupant moved until they heard the roar of a motorcycle engine gunning into the distance, with Davina turning to Kol and asking in a shaky voice, 'Who was that?'

Kol allowed a slight smile onto his face, eyes distant, as he replied 'That was Ra.'