Circles of Magic
(A Crossover between The Secret Circle & The Originals)
Written & Adapted by Kai Michaels.
Chapter One:
Verdande's Guidance
Series of Flashbacks: Five Years Ago in New Orleans, Louisiana
Freya Mikaelson, the eldest child of the Mikaelson family, was standing over a map in her study and reciting a spell using her blood as a mystical compass to trace her foes. Kol Mikaelson, the younger brother of Freya and an original vampire entered the study, approaching his older sister.
"Well, you said you put the Prophecy to rest, so what's the worry?" he wondered.
"I didn't sleep last night. I just had this feeling of dread. I don't know if it' s my own guilt or maybe, it's my intuition telling me something's coming." she feared.
"And what's this? Your early warning system?" he asked pointing towards the map on the table.
"This map is spelled to trace Niklaus's enemies. Let's just hope I'm being paranoid." sighed Freya, reciting her incantation once again to test her paranoia.
"Calaste piso tal tras es tros. Calaste piso tal tras es tros..." she chanted, as the blood on the map drips to NOLA from all directions over the world.
"I guess you're not being paranoid, when there is, in fact, a hoard of killers there to get you." confirmed the former warlock with a hint of concern in his tone of voice. "I'll inform our brothers. I could use a good fight!" snickers; Kol excitedly and turns on his heel to start taking his leave.
"Hurry…brother!" Freya urged her sibling with the utmost urgency. Kol nodded in response and quickly exited the room.
Freya continued reciting her incantation over the map, seeing a vile of blood surrounding and covering her current location. Suddenly, she gasps, hearing noises of a crowd nearby, footsteps were approaching; a female vampire blurs in and scratches the side of Freya's neck with a poisoned ring. Freya began gasping and grunting, falling to her knees, the female vampire is watching the Mikaelson witch's suffering with a huge smile on their face, but her gloating is cut short when Hayley kills her from behind by extracting her heart from the chest, unknowingly.
"What did they do to you?" asked Hayley concerned for her friend.
"Poison.." groaned Freya.
"Let's get you out of here." insisted Hayley, but is soon thrown across the room without warning and through a glass window due to the arrival of a second vampire, Freya falls to the side.
"The witch isn't going anywhere!" growled the male vampire, who quickly turns his attention to Freya and grabs her by the throat and lifts her up by it, a sick smile began forming on his lips. "You're coming with me, sweetheart!" informed the intruder, applying additional pressure to Freya's throat and crushing her windpipe slowly.
"Mother!" yelled a voice from behind upon entering the study.
"F-Finn! Run!" voiced Freya, struggling to speak.
The vampire turned his head to address Finn Mikaelson Jr, one of Freya's twin sons, who had been named after his Uncle Finn and his mother's beloved brother. Through the use of an unknown yet ancient form of dark magic; who had been mystically aged from an infant to that of an eighteen-year-old male teenager and an extremely powerful witch.
"I'd listen to your mother, if I was you, kid. Because, once I'm done with her, you're next!" threatened the undead abomination.
"Unhand her!" he warned the vampire angrily and without hesitation, Finn instantly separated the beast from his mother telekinetically with a defiant flick of his wrist and the movement of his arm to his left, launching him into the wall viciously.
Finn was pissed. "No one hurts my family, especially my mother!" announced the warlock with a sinister look in his eyes, he stared the culprit down, who began stirring on the ground. He wasn't done with him yet.
Finn twisted his hand upright, reciting a spell of his own choosing and execution: "Le specto tre colo ves bestia. Le specto tre colo ves bestia..." the presence of magic was being felt, crushing the heart of the vampire in question. The vampire cried out for mercy, but it fell on deft ears as Finn callously ripped the heart out of the creature's chest within seconds, killing him instantly with Freya looking on in disbelief.
"Let that be a lesson to be all of you!" he stated firmly. Finn Jr lowered his hand and slowly turned his head to the side and returning to his mother, helping her up. "Mother, are you okay?" he asked, his demeanor suddenly changing from cold and unforgiving like ice to soft and gentle; as a midsummer's breeze.
Freya stared at her son for a moment, confused. "I've been poisoned, Finn. You need to get out of here before they get you too!" she pleaded with him.
"Poisoned? No! You can fix it right, Mother?! Please say, you can?!" he asked her, desperately hoping that his mother knew of a cure for her ailment. "No! I am not leaving you!" he told Freya, very assertively.
"I don't know, Finn. We have to go, now. The compound isn't safe anymore." Freya admitted.
"Your Mother's right Finn." Hayley said; re-emerging and already healing from her attack. She looked at the desiccated vampire across the room with his heart on the floor not too far from its former body. "Nice work, kiddo." Hayley smirked praising Finn. "Come on. Let's go." the hybrid mother decided, helping Freya up, who leaned on her and took their leave.
"It's not here. I can't find it!" Freya yelled, panicking now.
Freya, Hayley and Finn Jr had found themselves inside Lucien's former penthouse, searching almost frantically for an antidote to the poison that was slowly killing the Mikaelson witch.
"Calm down. Freya, think. When you were poisoned before, Klaus stole an antidote from Lucien. It has to be here." Hayley reminded her.
"There's no other place to look. If I can't find the cure, I will die." Freya stated.
Elijah and Niklaus Mikaelson, two of Freya's younger brothers, burst into the penthouse with Kol, who was badly wounded among them, having been bitten by Marcellus, the Beast of the Prophecy, Marcel was once considered family at one point, adopted by Niklaus centuries ago as a boy.
"Freya!" Klaus said, calling out his sister's name desperately.
But Kol wasn't the only one, who had been bitten, Elijah had been too. Hayley noticed this instantly, racing over to the original vampire.
"Elijah!" she exclaimed, highly concerned for the man she loved.
"Don't. We deal with it later." Elijah replied, dismissively.
Kol slumps on the sofa, gasping for air, his wound spreading like wildfire across his body.
"I am going to die!" Kol cried out.
"You're not going to die, brother!" Klaus promised.
"Now that sounds familiar. Isn't that what you said to Finn Sr and Cami?" he chuckled.
"Look! Lucien engineered his venom from the seven werewolf packs, so maybe, that's the key to a cure?" theorized the original hybrid.
"Oh great, that's the first piece in a puzzle none of us will be alive to solve. I'm poisoned, Rebekah is hexed, and our brothers are bitten. We need three different cures to three different ailments, each of which could take years to find, and none of us will make it through the day." Freya stated, not hopeful of escaping their dire situation.
Freya moves quickly across the room and begins taking care of a sweating Kol on the sofa.
"You know, maybe it's fair that you and I pay for what was done to Davina." Kol presumed.
"No, Davina didn't want revenge, okay?" Freya assured her brother.
"Just put me out of my misery! At least put me to bloody sleep!" he demanded.
The gears of Freya's mind began to turn; a plan was forming now, just as Klaus's mobile began to ring. It was Rebekah. A sense of relief came over the hybrid, glad his younger sister hadn't gone completely mad again yet.
"Rebekah?!" Klaus greeted down the phone.
"Nik, there's an army of your sire-lings eager for blood. Marcel has them set to tear apart the city to find you, but after a brief chat, he's considered an alternative. Though I think it might be worse. He wants you to come back here and stand trial for your sins." she revealed.
"Before a jury of those, who hate me the most? Like hell I will." opposed Klaus.
"If you don't, this mob will hunt you down. And given their current frenzy, I can't imagine they'll show any mercy to you or anyone standing in their way." Rebekah informed him truthfully before hanging up.
Klaus lowers his phone slowly and moves across the room to join Hayley and his daughter, Hope in the living room and ponders Rebekah's words, Elijah follows after his unpredictable brother.
"It's not a trial. This is suicide. Take Hayley, take Hope and get the hell out of the city!" Elijah suggested seriously.
"No. We won't leave here." refused Hayley.
"No! Davina, please! No, don't leave me!" Kol calls out, delirious due to his current condition. Everyone rushes to hold him down.
"There may be a way to save them." Freya revealed, confident in her plans.
"Then I will move the world to make it so." stated Klaus.
"But I need time." Freya sighed, the poison making her weaker, every second.
"You think I should stand trial before that death-dealing mob?" he replied with disdain.
"Well, that's the easy part. In order to save your family, you need to come out of that trial alive." she told him directly.
Klaus reluctantly agrees, trusting his sister's intentions. If this was the only way to save their family, he was going to do it. He just has to stay alive in the process, but in case he doesn't, the hybrid placed a letter in Hope's bag for her to read, when she comes of age. Hayley enters the room, concerned for her daughter's father.
"Klaus, it's too dangerous. Let me come with you." Hayley insisted.
"No, I think not. Besides, I am the only one they want. Some time ago I refused to trust you with our daughter..." he paused momentarily staring at the mother of his child.
"Klaus.." her voicing fading slowly.
"I took you from Hope. I was wrong." He holds her neck and looks into her eyes, "Take care of her." asked Klaus with a heavy heart.
"I will. I promise. I won't let our daughter forget you." Hayley said, trying to not to get too emotional, it wasn't her style.
"Thank you. I leave her to you. Protect her, always." Klaus further asked and nodded slowly at the Crescent Wolf and took his leave.
An hour later, Freya is seen making the final preparations to her spell. She pulls her son, Finn Jr to the side to speak with him. The mother and son duo were close to tears already, Freya stroked the sides of her boy's face, lightly pressing her forehead against his own.
"Mother. Please don't do this. Y-You can't leave me." pleaded Finn, a tear streaming down the side of his face.
"This is the only way Finn or our entire family will die within the hour. I can't let that happen. I won't let that happen!" adamant in her decision, she took a deep breath to hold back her tears wanting to stay strong for her family in their hour of need.
"I have taught you everything I know, and you have all the support you need, our family legacy is under your protection now. You can do this, Finn. Plus, I will always be with you. Hayley will protect our bodies, while you both search for the cures to our ailments. Once you have done that, it'll be up to you, my son to break the sleeping spell that I am about to cast upon us all. Blood magic is the source of the spell's power. That means only another Mikaelson witch, you, can break it and bring us back and cure us." Freya informed her son.
"But, Mother..." Finn just hugged his mother tightly, crying into her chest.
"Shh, Shh..." she said kissing the top of his head. "It's time, Finn. Say your goodbyes to your Uncles. This is it now." Freya encouraged him, wiping a few tears from her eyes and Finn's, who nodded reluctantly and sniffled trying to regain his composure.
Freya stroked the side of her son's face softly, "I love you, Finn. Remember that. We'll be together again eventually. Stay strong my beautiful baby boy and stay alive for not only yourself but for your family." Freya said.
"I will, Mother. I promise. I will see you all again. I love you too." Finn Jr replied, taking a deep breath and preparing for what's to come, sharing one final emotional hug with his mother.
Freya & Finn Jr returned to the living room, after their heart-to-heart and their final goodbyes. He hugged his suffering Uncles in Kol and Elijah, who said they loved him and they were counting on him to bring them back when the time is right.
Hayley's phone began to ring, she instantly answered it. "Rebekah is it over?" asked Hayley.
"Nik found a way to stay alive. Our plan worked. Now it's up to you, Hayley and Finn Jr. Make his sacrifice count. Let me speak to my nephew, really quickly. I need to say goodbye." requested Rebekah.
"Of course." complied Hayley, passing the phone to Finn Jr and said their goodbyes. Finn was trying desperately to keep it together, but he'd be lying if he wasn't seriously struggling with it right now.
Finn passed the phone back to Hayley, "I'll come for you soon. Hang tight." promised the crescent hybrid.
Elijah, Kol, Hayley, Finn Jr and Freya are gathered around the table. A paper with all names of the Mikaelson siblings on it. Freya takes one last look at her son, she mouths the words: 'I love you' to him, which sees, Finn struggle to hold back his tears, as they once again stream down his face. But; fights it off and inhaled deep breaths, while mouthing the same words back to her.
"Vintomas Inta Grum, Vin novus novasomin. Vintomas Inta Grum Vin Callus novasomin..." recites Freya, her chanting getting louder and louder, as they all hold hands. "Vintomas Inta Grum, Vin novus novasomin. Vintomas Inta Grum Vin Callus novasomin..." Freya continued, until the magic of her spell finally took their spirits to the Chambre de Chasse; a magical mindscape that exists on the astral plane that was anchored to Klaus's life-force, who was now in his own personal hell thanks to Marcel Gerard.
Finn Jr & Hayley standalone watching them lifeless and leaning back against the chairs they were currently sat in along with Rebekah, who falls to the floor in her current location. Finn Jr and Hayley let go of their hands and Finn just turns into Hayley hugging her and cries, she comforts him by stroking the back of his head and hugging him.
Later that same evening, Finn Jr and Hayley are seen standing just before the city limits loading the last of the Mikaelson caskets into the back of a large truck with Hope fast asleep in the front of the truck.
"Here's my brother's casket. He'll be safer with you, for now, Hayley. He's under a different sleeping spell to my mother's; he wanted me to cast on him for his own reasons. Please take care of our family Hayley. We'll stay in touch regularly and report our findings. But if you ever need me; just call me okay?" he suggested to her, wanting her to know, she had his full support with whatever she needed from him or just in general.
"I will Finn and thank you. You sure, you're going to be okay on your own?" Hayley asked him. "You know, how important you are right?" she reminded him.
"Yeah I know and don't worry, I can look after myself. How about I check in once a week, maybe that'll ease your mind?" Finn asked her.
"It would. We both have our jobs now, so let's not let them down, Finn. They're counting on us." Hayley concluded.
"Well I am my mother's son right?" smiled Finn, knowing he was reliable; like his mother.
"Haha...you are indeed." Hayley replied, who was inclined to agree with the teenager. "You're a Mikaelson, after all." she further stated. "Take care, Finn." Hayley said.
"You too, Hayley." he replied, smiling still and the two shared a hug before Hayley let him go and gave him a soft wave and a smile. She then turned on her heel and walked away from Finn, opening the driver's side door and hopped inside it, closing the metal door behind her.
Finn waved back at her and then placed his hands in the side pockets of his dark green and white; leather racing jacket. He watched Hayley drive off into the night and leaving New Orleans, Louisiana behind for the time-being.
Present Day – Five Years Later in Chance Harbor, Washington
A flash of light was seen, bringing us back to the present day, five years later. Finn Jr is now twenty-three years old and has somewhat changed physically since we last saw him. He is much more rugged now with finely shaved facial hair and a sense of hardship to him.
He has a much more muscular; athletic build and his taste in fashion has also matured somewhat and is of a more street-wise style now. Finn's short, dark hair is styled forward accordingly with a few spikes here and there.
Finn Jr is seen staring out into the ocean sunset from the harbor bridge; a short distance away from the town entrance, while sitting on the bonnet of his car comfortably with his hands in his coat pockets. He is thinking about his life and about his family, who he misses terribly. He slowly turns his head to the side.
"So this is Chance Harbor…?" he says out loud, as the scene zooms out slowly before eventually fading.
...To Be Continued.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Originals, the Vampire Diaries or the Secret Circle.