*New Orleans, 2012*

In Lafayette Cemetery, a peaceful air could be sensed after the drama just occurred

Five girls were sacrificed, five girls are supposed to raise.

The constant rain flooding through the cemetery stopped, a female figure was kneeling on the ground over a limp body of a teenage girl. Four other girls were laying on the ground on a line. Their white dresses covered with dirt after months of being dead

A dark skinned man was holding the body of the last teenage girl that the woman had just killed for the sacrifice, her skin glowed gold as her magic flows down to the earth. The girl's throat was sliced, blood flooding to her neck and down.

They wait for the Harvest to end, waiting for the girls' resurrection. The woman sniffs and clears her throat looking up at her guests.

"After the Harvest comes the Reaping. Their sacrifices made and accepted. We call upon our Elders to resurrect the chosen ones"

She waits for a couple of seconds looking at the five dead girls, but nothing happens. The others accompanying the woman and man look a each other uneasily, knowing something was off. The woman sighs and begins again

"We call upon our Elders to resurrect the chosen ones..." Still, nothing happens. The woman becomes flustered and almost falls in tears "Resurrect your chosen ones... Please? I beg..." Nothing happens again and that's when she realizes what the others did.

Something had gone wrong. The woman falls to her knees sobbing in front of her dead niece body.

"No!"

She begins sobbing even harder, the other women accompanying her, a blonde woman and a brunette pregnant woman starts to cry softly for the dead girls. The other men accompanying them, a blonde and a brunette both look devastated, but not as much as the dark skinned man was. The dark skinned man shots a dark look at the blonde man before speeding away from the cemetery, revealing he was a vampire. The woman's cries in the background as she cries over her niece

~8~

At a compound in the study the blonde man and blonde woman were talking. The blonde man pours two glasses of bourbon while recapping the day's events

"This whole thing was doomed from the start, you know? Yes, we saved the city, and I'm not complaining about the witches losing their power, but this did not go down the way I thought it would" he gives the woman the glass and sighs looking at her slightly smiling "You surprised me, though. You were quite resourceful today. How did you find them down at the docks?"

The woman smiles impishly "You're not the only one with clever little spies in the quarter, Nik"

Niklaus smiles a little looking away "Sometimes I think I don't give you your due, little sister"

Niklaus' sister sighs sadly "I knew Elijah's plan was mad, but I really thought it would work"

"So did I. I was sure Davina would survive. There was so much life in her" Niklaus replied taking a sip, looking away from his sister.

The woman leans forward, her eyes showing curiousness

"What about the power?" Niklaus looked up, interested "Five were supposed to rise, and none did. Where did all that power go?"

Niklaus looked at her seriously, now wondering the same

~8~

At Lafayette Cemetery, a witch is in a tomb completing a spell she had started earlier in the day. She takes a small poppet and slices the throat open and pours the blood within the poppet into a small goblet holding a potion. She drinks it and she's imbued with power.

Suddenly, four people in various locations in the cemetery rise from their graves- a brunette woman, a red-haired female dressed in a flapper dress, a young black man in a white suit and finally a light brown haired girl with dark brown eyes.

The younger resurrected witch in a Victorian green dress walks around the tombs in confusion, her eyes looking around the unknown place. She comes across the redhead woman at the front gates of the cemetery

The other two meet them there. The redhead places her hand on the girl's shoulder giving the frightened witch a reassuring smile while still being confused herself.

She looks at the black man and the brunette woman confused, still comforting the young witch

"Why are we here?" She asked. The young girl looked up curiously

"We were dead, weren't we?" She asked in a soft small voice.

The black man looked down at her and nodded slowly "Someone brought us forth. Who?"

They had no answer as they glanced at each other. A woman's voice made them look up at her to be met with a chocolate skinned woman with wavy brown hair.

"I did" she smiled at the four. The brunette woman recognized her with wide eyes

"Sabine! What's the meaning of this?" She asked her.

Sabine chuckled "Bastianna, I've had to endure people calling me "Sabine" for almost a year now. I'd appreciate it if you'd call me by my real name- Celeste"

The young witch eye's widened in recognition at the name.

"Celeste Dubois?"

Celeste/Sabine smiled at her "Welcome back, little sister"