Klaus P.O.V
Since Moving to New Orleans, things haven't been running as smoothly as I wanted it to be, I didn't intend to have Damon Salvatore inform me that my wife was unhappy. The fact I need to pay more attention to her, as much as I hate to admit it, he was right I had been neglecting her due to wanting to take back what was rightfully mine from Marcel. So I attempted to make Star feel at home, by making something that was taught to me in 1919, by a cook we once had when we lived in the French quarters. Those were the happier times it even helped me with dealing with Star death, a slight part of me held a little resentment towards Star for allowing me feel all that pain for over 500 years. When I would looked at her I could not hate her for what she did. I loved her. I'm in love with her I could never hurt her, or be mad at her even with my temper, Star is something I truly would never want to lose. Once again I messed up a perfectly during breakfast all because I wanted to know what was wrong with her. Was she upset due to the fact that I wasn't giving her my full attention? Or was there something else that was bothering her? Well she wasn't giving me the answer or avoiding the question, I did the foolish Niklaus Mikaelson move by threatening her to tell me or I would compel her. Within moment I regretted my words. I watched the hurtful expression upon Star face, I tried to apologies but it was no use I had done wrong already.
So for the majority of the day I tried to keep myself busy with the hope that Star would be a little more forgiving later. I took a tour around New Orleans to get an idea of what was going on with the human along with the witches, not forgetting Marcel goons too. I didn't know how he kept all the witches under control the way he did. How could he know when they were using their powers? How could Marcel have all this control? That what bothered me more, amongst other things. While I was on Loyola Avenue and I saw Marcel working his moves on the bartender that Star attacked when she was last here. I found it a little amusing as he was using his best lines, but she didn't seem interested in him. There was something about this young girl that was a little different, I wasn't too sure what is was about her that was different but I will find out. Then my attention went to the beautiful brunette across the street, my bride I wanted to approach her and apologies for my action. I didn't want our material issue to be displayed in public, one thing I did know I need to do was to grovel.
I went to one of the bars and had a few strong drinks, as I'm not a man to grovel or even apologies, but I needed to remember that Star isn't like other people. She wasn't one of my sibling or any of these unimportant people. She was my Star. The love of my existence there had to be an exception for her, where I would swallow my pride and accept the fact I was wrong. So I requested for Star to meet me in Jackson square. While I was waiting for her I was pacing trying to put the words together for my grand apology. Whatever words that came to mind didn't seem quite right, those words I spoke to her were unforgivable, and also the fact if Star even turned up was another thing that bothered me. On that thought there she was approaching me with her angelic smile, this indicated to me she may not have been as angry as I thought. We walked around the ground in awkward silence I tried to talk but no words would come out. Why was it so difficult for me to tell the woman I love that I was sorry?
Star was first to speak, but I notice there was nerves behind her voice that she felt a little frighten or maybe guilty herself. She had nothing to feel guilty about, I needed to learn that relationship about understanding that I need to adapt to her needs. That times she may not share her feeling with me, but in time she would. I told Star how I truly felt about her, how I felt that this was our second chance that she was all mine for eternity. That is what I needed to remember is that I need to show her that, to not let my greed to take everything that was once mine back and in the processes lose the one thing I've been craving for over 500 years. I need to keep that at the fore front of my mind, because I knew all of this was difficult for her. Not only the move here but to see Hayley every day carrying my child. That one thing I knew tore her apart as deep down Star had dreamed of a family of her own. That is the one thing I wish I could give her. We both told each other how we felt that neither of us wanted to be apart from each other. The moment got ruined with Star phone beeping, I observed her as she read the message, it seemed at it was something of importance. She was apologetic about leaving, but it didn't matter right now all I was happy with was that we were ok, but whatever has gotten Star a little jittery I will find out soon enough.
Right now gave me the perfect opportunity to see what Marcel has been up to. He had invited me to some event in the French quarters, I wanted to know more about the way Marcel ran thing from behind the scene, and how he kept everyone under control. I needed to know more than anything on how he kept the witches under control, so with that thought I called Marcel informing him I would be attending his get together. He seem very pleased with the fact I was going or was it he felt smug to rub it all in my face? Well Marcel wouldn't be laughing for long because I will take what rightfully mine back. I left Jackson square and made my way to the French quarters, on my arrival Marcel stood there smiling at me, there was something about Marcel I didn't trust. Before the fire of New Orleans when my father came into this town, and destroyed everything I created. I would trust Marcel with my life, but with him escaping from Mikael it had left me with many questions. As far as we knew Marcel died in the fire along with her others. So the trust. The loyalty. The bond that we once shared had been broken, and I'm unsure if it could ever be repaired.
"The city of New Orleans... people of all stripes and flavours from all over the country come here to party on our streets. Some are just looking for fun... some are looking for something a little darker, more dangerous. So, we invite them into my home and we give it to them." Marcel boasted to me about his tactic of how he drew people in to let his vampire feed. He had an interesting way of keeping his vampires well behaved, Diego, one of Marcel's vampires, shows a flyer to two tourists, a man and a woman. The flyer is headed by a large, monogrammed 'M', beneath which read, they enter the party and get their hands stamped with the same 'M' monogram as the flyer. "Then, at the stroke of midnight, everything changes, and it's time to feed." Marcel leads me around a balcony overlooking the party, we watch as Marcel's vampires feed ravenously on the humans, who scream in terror. "This is how I keep my guys happy: the occasional, all-you-can-eat buffet. My night-walkers love it. I've got 'em working hard, trying to earn one of these daylight rings." He indicated his ring which I had made for him all those years ago. "They deserve to blow off a little steam. My day-walkers, the trusted few – they just like the party." I notice a crest of some sort engraved on the stone wall below: it includes the 'M' monogram, as well as a coiled serpent.
"It's quite an operation. Tell me – what about the victims? Seems like a lot of graves to dig." Which would appear to be true, with the amount of people that were dying before my eyes.
"Can't kill 'em all. Too many folks go missing, tourism drops. So, we heal them with a little vamp blood, erase their memory, and send them on their way – no muss, no fuss." Well that seem like a good strategy, his minion are fed the human population don't die and like Marcel said tourisms will continue.
"I'm impressed." I kept observing around the room to see if there could be a potential vampire I could use under my influence. A rat so to say in Marcel perfect family unit.
"Nothing I didn't learn from you back in the day." Marcel broke me out of my thoughts, I looked at him and smile. Thierry, one of Marcel's vampires, approaches the both of us, there was something about him that I truly didn't like.
"Marcel." He called out he looked a little annoyed and he gave me a certain look, one thing I was sure of was the fact I did not like this Thierry.
"'Sup, Thierry?" Marcel spoke rather causally to him, before speaking he glanced at me then back at Marcel.
"Six of our guys were killed in a bar outside of the Quarter. Night-walkers. No one saw who." Well this didn't sound good now there could be many possibility of who killed them. Star does not have it in her to do such a thing, then there was Damon the unpredictable brut. Who I'm going to be having words with? Actually I might just rip out his heart with messing with my plans.
I excused myself from Marcel 'party' and made my way back to the plantation to deal with the Salvatore, this time Star will not save him from my waft. I don't know why he even here, oh yes I do he can't bear to be around Elena and Stefan, a broken hearted Damon Salvatore well I'm see to that pain. I entered the house and I could hear Hayley speaking of Elijah disappearance, I stopped and wait to hear who she was talking to before entering the room. Then I heard my dear little sister voice well it appears she come to join the family, of course with Elijah disappearance she blamed me. Well this time she was right, but I wouldn't admit that to her just yet. I opened a pair of doors and enters the room.
"Enough with all the shouting. Little sister, I should have known. I assume the six dead vampires were you're doing?" I told her smugly there was me thinking it was Damon, of course he wouldn't jeopardize his friendship with Star.
"They were very rude." Rebekah calmly explaining what happened to her at a bar, impaling vampires violently with a pool stick. "Trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the Quarter. So sorry, were they friends of yours? Oh, that's right, you don't have any friends." She spoke smugly I think I need to give her a little reminder of a mutual friend of ours.
"I do have friends. I have Marcel. You remember him, don't you?" I watched as my sister face was stunned to hear the name that hadn't past our lips for 100 years. "Yes, of course you do. He fancies himself the King of the Quarter now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It'll be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you." I wonder if Marcel would actually punish her, she did break his rules for killing his men, as he need to show that he has authority amongst his people. Now that would be something I would like to see.
"I don't care about Marcel or his rules. Elijah doesn't welch on deals. What did you do to him?" She demanded from me. I walked over and began to pour myself a drink.
"Perhaps he's on holiday... or taking a long autumn nap upstairs. Well, go on. Take a look around. You remember this house as well as I." Rebekah, who had gotten up to leave the room, turned back to me.
"I remember everything…" Rebekah began to tell the story of when we once were new to New Orleans, when my sister fancy was the governor son Emil. While Elijah had his own fancy who was Celeste at the time, she spoke of how happy she and Elijah were at the time. My brother and sister fell in love so easily from one to the next, whereas my heart belong for one only Star. No woman could replace her, I couldn't understand my siblings falling in love like it was a common cold. Rebekah want to turn Emil as she was in love with him, If we had let Rebekah turn all the men she had been in love with we would have an epidemic plague. For once my brother side with me and thought I was idiotic idea that she had, but like always she persisted and I warn her that it wouldn't happen. Emil found that I was being rude to his beloved and spoke up, I wasn't going to have a human talk to me in that way. So I grabbed hold of him and dragged him away with me, both of my siblings called out for me to stop I ignored them and threw Emil off the balcony. When he fell several storeys and dies instantly. Elijah holding a sobbing Rebekah while I walked off.
"Well, he wasn't good enough for you." That was the truth I didn't want my sister being with just anyone, and the men she had fallen for over the centuries were buffoon. Who could not live up to the standard I expected for her, only one was worthy and that was Stefan Salvatore. Well we all know how that turned out unfortunately.
"No one was ever good enough for me, Nik, you made sure of that. Now where is Elijah?" One again my brat of a little sister asked for the where about of Elijah.
"Rebekah…" I heard Star voice as she walked into the room with Damon by her side, the look upon my sister face when she saw Damon confirmed she weren't pleased. Star rushed over to her and hugged her tightly. "I'm so glad you're here." Star face was filled with joy that was the first time since being here I've seen her genuinely happy.
"As much as I missed you Star, but what that doing here?" She pulled away from Star and glared at Damon, I think there was still a lot of bitterness between the both of them.
"Nice to see you too Blondie." Damon spoke in a teasing manner. My phone started buzzing I looked at the screen and saw it was a message from Marcel.
Marcel: Come join for a drink the night not over yet!
"It appears the night is not quite over, yet. I'm off for another drink with Marcel." I looked over at Damon. "Damon why don't you join us?" He looked at me sceptically, I think Damon would be a good ally to have by my side. "Star does want us to get along." Which was partly true more than anything Star wanted me and Damon to be best of friends, which I highly doubt will happen.
"Me go for a drink with—" Damon was going to argue or something when Star innerved.
"Damon come on." Star pleaded, Damon shook his head while he walked towards me, I turned to leave the room.
"Elijah told me about your plan to take apart Marcel's empire piece by piece. I don't remember it involving you two drinking New Orleans dry together." Of course Elijah would tell Rebekah everything. I turned to face her.
"I know you don't have many friends, Rebekah, but what some friends do when they get together is they drink. And when they drink, they tell secrets. Marcel has somehow found a way to control the entirety of witches in the Quarter, and I aim to uncover the how so I might take it for myself. Finding Elijah didn't make my to-do list today." I turn to the door, but pauses before I left. "Oh, and welcome home, little sister." Knowing it would get under her skin as I shut the door behind me.
"So why are you dragging me to drink with your buddies?" Damon stated a little cockily, as much as he annoyed me, I think Damon might make a good wingman.
"Damon I recall once you tell me you were the fun brother." We both stopped by his car. "So why don't we both have a little fun while taking back New Orleans." I knew I caught Damon attention there, as he looked intrigued. With Damon playing on my side, I think between the both of us we can crumble Marcel Empire.
Damon P.O.V
So New Orleans didn't seem that bad in the end this place was one of the places I enjoyed spending my time, when I was pinning over that bitch Katherine. This time around I'm not here pinning over Katherine or even Elena, those girls are my past and I intend to move on. I needed new kind of distraction a bit of fresh meat so to say. What better place than New Orleans to have my cake and eat. Star wanted me to do a little digging on someone called Ruby Clair and her kid, I was taken back at first as I really did think it had to do with that dick husband of hers. I was a little hesitant at first but the look upon Star face and the way she spoke, made me think what was so important about these two people. Then it all clicked into place, this was the reason she behaving strangely that she was actually not upset about Klaus dick move of making wolf pregnant. Then Star gave me a heartfelt speech about her choosing to come all this way to be with him regardless of this baby she loves him not matter what. What would I give to have a girl to love me unconditional with all my faults, but there aren't that many women out there like that, so I'm not going to hold my breath.
So left her and heading into town I weren't too sure where to kind of start to look for information on this Ruby. So where would you look for someone you don't even know a thing about? Well I started in the French quarters, if I needed to know about anyone it would be there. Well it took me matter of minutes to find out where this Ruby lived, with that I also found out she had died not long ago, so the wheels began to turn in my head. So I went to St Anne Street to this Ruby home when I got into the house it was deserted everything was covered in sheets, I took a look around and notice a photo. I picked it up from the mantel and it was Star holding a baby with another woman by her side which I'm assuming is Ruby. Then another photo caught my eye with Star and a little girl with long dark hair and blue eyes, for little kid she was cute. Some else caught my eye and It was something I hadn't seen for over 70 years, it was the symbol to a cult that I came across and they were bad news.
With see that a lot question ran through my mind. How did Star friend have one of these? Was Star involved in all of this? I hesitated for a while before I text her with the address of where her friend lived. With that I left the house and made my way back into town, I didn't want to go back to the plantation I don't think I could deal with a pregnant she wolf, or the dick Klaus either. He wanted to take all of this back 'his town' as he quoted so many times, I think part of me wanted to know what Klaus strategy was but if I plaid any interest, he just be a dick about it all. So after getting myself acquainted with Bourbon Street I decided to go back to the plantation. When I arrived I saw Star about to enter the house so I rushed over to her, I wanted to question her about what she found and the fact of what did she or her friend have to do with that cult. Well that conversation didn't even start up because Barbie Klaus had made an appearance, I thought things couldn't get any worse but they just did. What I did enjoy though was the bitter argument between Rebekah and Klaus, apparently the noble Elijah was missing. To be honest I hadn't been paying attention I tried to stay out of the house as much as I could.
What I didn't expect was for Klaus to invite me along to meet this famous Marcel, Klaus surprised me with wanting me in on his plan to take back New Orleans. Now I'll go along with his plan, but I didn't trust Klaus not one bit. So he brought me to the bar where I met that Christianna girl from earlier, we both approach this guy sitting at the table which I presumed was this Marcel charter.
"You took me up on my invitation." He looked like a douche I didn't get why Klaus didn't just bite his ass and take over the town. "Who's your friend?"
"Damon, and we are not friends." I told him as I took a seat while Klaus glared at me. Did he really think that he and I could show a fake friendship? This hybrid was deluded.
"Well his more Star friend, you recall my wife don't you?" Klaus spoke a little smugly and from the look upon this Marcel face I think I knew why, it looked like he had some kind of crush on Star. "Well, this is a far cry from last night's party." Klaus turned his attention to Christi who was sitting in the bar, writing. "Ah, in pursuit of the bartender from "Rousseau's", I see." So this dick was after Christi? Pft she wouldn't look at him twice that girl had standards.
"She's a work in progress." Marcel spoke in a dreamlike state was he was watching her, did this dick think he was some kind of Casanova?
"And yet here you are, pining over her when you should be eating her for lunch. Oh, she must be special." I question him from the look he gave me I hit a nerve there. So he was really sweet on her I glanced over at the bar Christi was really aware of any of this, she was either dumb or didn't realise how she made half of the men that came into this bar. I'm going to go with option 2.
"Business first. The coroner called. He's got my number in case any dead tourists show up." He really did have this town under control.
"Let me guess – dead tourists with a stamp on the hand and vampire blood in their veins?" I didn't know what these two were on about I don't think I'm going to be joining them.
"It happens." Marcel glance at me then back at Klaus. "Someone takes a drunken tumble off a balcony, or into the Mississippi... And today I got two of them to deal with." So he was some real hot shot in this town, no wonder Klaus want to take everything back this guy.
"Excuse me, love. What's that you're studying?" He called out to Christi who looked at him a little confused at first, she's probably thinks his a dick like the rest of us.
"Abnormal psychology." Well that kind of ironic considering she's working in a bar filled with blood craving murders including present company.
"Abnormal psychology, well. Perhaps you could help me diagnose my friend over here." Klaus indicated to Marcel and Christi looked intrigued and approached the table. "He's been a little bit depressed, can't keep his mind off a girl. He tells me she's a queen, fit for a king. I think he should cut his losses and move on. What's your professional opinion?" I don't know if Klaus was trying to hook her up with him or embarrass him, but from the impression I got from Christi she seemed a little amused by it all.
"Be a nice guy, and maybe the opportunity will present itself someday." She said while looking at Marcel then turned to me. "Nice to see you again Damon." She smiled sweetly at me.
"How about tonight, nine o'clock? I'll meet you right here?" Marcel had no flare for a guy who run this town and he really didn't like the fact that she acknowledged me.
"I'll take it under consideration." Then walked away I had to hold in my laughter as basically 'the king' had just been knock off his thrown.
"Mm, harsh." Marcel muttered under his breath.
"I daresay I've lost my touch. Or you've lost yours." Klaus turns to me. "But the young barmaid seem to like you Damon." I knew what Klaus was doing he was trying to get under Marcel skin and it was working. We all smile at each other, sipping our drinks. I don't know what Klaus game is here but I think it involved with Marcel and I not getting on. One good thing about this day is the fact that I witness Christi blowing off Marcel now that was worth the torture of sitting through this.
Star P.O.V
I stood there frozen as this young girl stood there asking me what I was doing here. Why couldn't I be like other vampires and come out with a witty comment? Or even rush over to her and compel her, I know why because I don't want to be like every other vampire. I don't want to use my ability to get myself out of jams, so I came out with the door being opened. Dumb move I know but this girl was a kid she was probably 17-19 years old not much older than what Davina would be, but I knew she wasn't Davina. So who was she to be in this house? Then she confronted me with a picture of Ruby and I while I was holding baby Davina in my arms.
"Look I'm leaving." I went towards the door and I felt an excruciating pain in my head, I fell to the floor holding my head.
"Well you are one of them." The girl spoke smugly from that very moment I knew she was a witch, the pain lessen and I looked up at her.
"Who the hell are you?" She walked over and place the picture frame back in its place, I got up from the ground my vampire instinct was to attack her, but she obviously knew Ruby possibly Davina, maybe she knew what happen. "You knew the both of them didn't you?" I notice she kept staring at the picture as she turned to me she had a single tear rolling down her cheek.
"They were my family." She wiped away her tear. "What I don't understand is why my aunt Ruby would be associated with someone from your kind." She raised her voice slightly. She was right Ruby hated vampires, and if she knew what I had become I don't know if our friendship would have survived.
"When Ruby and I first met I weren't like this." Even till this day I felt ashamed of what I had become, I know all the people I loved were supernatural, but I never wanted to be this. To drink blood from innocent people to take a life. "Ruby and I met in Italy. I was very good friends with Sergio. Davina father." It still broke my heart to say that name until this very day. "The reason I came here is, because I heard about Ruby death and nothing about Davina. I want to know that she ok." The girl approached me her expression soften slightly.
"I kept having these dreams….about Davina asking me to help her." I approached her with caution with my hands raised in surrender I wanted her to know I wasn't going to hurt her.
"I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to know what happened. I know Ruby dead but no one telling me about Davina." She looked at me her bottom lip began to quiver, I embraced her after a few moment she began to sob in my arms.
"I-I sh-should of come back sooner." I don't know what this young girl thought she could do but between the both of us we need to find out what happen.
I found out the girl name was Christianna I knew she looked familiar, she was the girl I attacked at the bar when Nik brought me here against my will, the time when my humanity was off. I tried to not let the guilt consume me as we both wanted to know what happen with Davina, Christianna told me that she had been in town for three months now, but had been keeping her head low, as when she left down three years ago she pissed off the witches. I wanted her to go into a little more detail about it but she closed up. What I needed right now was a witch to help me with all this, but with all the witches being fearful of Klaus, maybe Christi could help me. There was one slight problem with her using magic Marcel had all the witches under control that somehow he knew when they were using their powers.
When I spoke to Christi about this she didn't seem surprised about Marcel being a vampire or the fact he had control over the town, she was a lot brighter than I thought. Then Christi informed me she had tested the theory of using her magic to see if Marcel or his goons would go after her, nothing happened, no one turned up at her door, or came after her. So this was a good sign maybe Marcel control over the witches weren't all full proof. So with knowing that information I asked Christi to meet me tomorrow Lafayette cemetery there was a way that maybe we could find out what happen to Ruby and Davina. I just hope that Christianna was strong enough to do this.
After leaving Ruby home I made my way slowly back to the plantation I knew I was focusing on too much about Davina, and I should be supporting Nik like I said I would, but she was a child she was only 15 and I felt responsible for her. Something in the pit of my stomach told me that something bad has happened to her I couldn't shake it off either, so I'm hoping with Christi help would could find a way to find Davina. I'm just hope that we didn't get caught in the process. When I arrived home Damon had just come back too he looked like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. My attention soon went to the fact my sister in-law Rebekah had turned up, I was so happy to see her from what I had heard behind closed doors that she refused to come here. Down to the fact that she and Nik don't get on, they had a volatile relationship, of course she didn't appear to be happy with Damon being here and that Elijah was missing. I hadn't been paying much attention I didn't even notice that he was missing. I was going to question Nik about that but it got interrupted by him going to meet up with Marcel, I was stunned with him asking Damon to join him more than anything I was Nik and Damon to get along.
On that note with them leaving I tried to talk to Rebekah, but of course everything she told me was negative about Nik. No matter how much I tried to tell her that Nik wouldn't do anything to hurt Elijah she weren't listening, this ended up with Rebekah and I having a few harsh words and her storming off and telling me I didn't know the real Niklaus. I didn't need to hear her negativity about Nik, so I went up to bed as tomorrow was going to be a big day for Christi and me. I'm hoping the spell that Alana taught me all those years ago would work, and we would finally know the truth behind everything. When I woke up in the morning Nik weren't in bed either he was out already or he hadn't come home all night that wasn't anything new as he would do that occasionally when he was with Marcel. I got showered and changed and began to make my way downstairs I passes Hayley room and the door was slightly open, she was sitting on the bed with a worrisome look upon her face. Part of me wanted to walk away and leave her alone but she looked sad and upset, I knocked on the door and she looked up.
"Hey. Is everything ok?" There hadn't been much said between myself and Hayley since we moved here, actually no words have been shared.
"I'm fine." She get up from the bed "I just have some morning sickness. I think I'm going to walk it off." She picks up her sweater from the bed. "Was there anything else?" She replied rudely I just shook my head and walked out of the room, I can't be deal with a hormonal werewolf right now.
I went down into the kitchen and made myself some blood from the fridge, Hayley came in and grabbed her purse and walked out. She was acting a little strange maybe more like shady every part of me was telling me to leave her alone to do whatever she was doing, but do I ever listen to that? Nope I didn't. So I waited until Hayley left and I followed her she went into town and the stupid girl went into the French quarters, with her walking around like this vampire in the French quarters they will pick up that she's a freaking werewolf. Then if I make a scene I might draw attention to her, and I didn't need to do that as a majority of them knew I was Klaus wife and would question it. She walked through each street observing shop windows, but what worried me is the fact she was heading to where all the witches associated. She stopped in one store and was in there for a short time, when she came out she was looking around like she was worried before walking off. That sent off alarm bells in my head as she looked too shady for my liking, so I went into the shop. It was your typical witchy shop with crystals and books and medallions, half of the stuff in here were for tourist purposes, but of it was the real deal.
"Hi. How can I help you?" A young lady approached me with a smile but it suddenly faded away "I'm not looking for any trouble." She started to get a little jittery.
"I'm not here to cause any trouble." I began to look at the jars of herbs. "The girl who just came in here. What did you sell her?" I looked at her and he look petrified. "She came in here for a reason and I don't think it was for Camille tea." I didn't want to use any kind of force on her or compulsion as she a practising witch.
With a little gentle persuasion I found out that Hayley had brought some wolfbane, now that meant one thing that she was going to do something incredibly stupid. I began to search pretty much all of the town and I couldn't find this stupid little girl. I know Nik says he doesn't care for this child, but if Hayley was going to do what I think she was going to do Nik will kill her for it. So before any of that happen I need to find and convince her that she make a stupid mistake. I know the last thing she ever wanted was to have a child with Nik, but there a reason why this little miracle here, and I will do anything to protect him or her from being hurt. It was began to get dark and now I was panicking even more because I didn't know he she had done it yet. The only place I hadn't checked yet was by the canal, so I made my way there. As I was walking I heard a guy threaten someone further down.
"Dumb move, coming into the Quarter. You're coming with me, wolf."There were two vampires block each direction for Hayley.
"I have had it up to here with vampires telling me what to do."She throws a cup's contents into one of vampires face, and he roars in pain. She spins around, only to be faced with two more vampires. I super sped over, snaps the neck of one vampire and rips the heart out of the back of the other.
"Now, that is no way to treat a pregnant lady. I do hate bad manners." I threw the heart on the ground. Hayley gapes at me still in shock from what happen, now I knew I had to go home and tell Nik what happen as these guys were Marcel men and he would notice that they would have gone missing.
I got hold of Hayley and brought her home before calling Nik I told her how stupid she was for going into the French quarters for a start, also that she was going to kill her own child no matter how much she hated Nik she was going to kill a part of her too. She was abandon as a child just like myself I told her I thought she would be a little different about all this. Hayley didn't utter a word she just stood there and listened. When I called Nik and told him about what I did he weren't best pleased. I watched as Nik threw the final body onto a small pile in the front yard while he berates Hayley and me for our behaviour.
"This is why I told you never to leave the house. Werewolves are banned in the Quarter. I had a plan, and your little night-time stroll put it all in peril!" I had started walking toward the pile of bodies – one of them was still alive "Leave him!" He growled at me I stopped. He looked mad as hell at me, but what did he expect me to do let them hurt Hayley and the baby? "You've done enough, don't you think? Leaving a trail of bodies like a road map to our door?" I was taken aback by Nik rage he hardly ever spoke to me like this before and I weren't going to let it be a habit either.
"You know what Nik. I don't give me that crap about having a plan. You've had all the time in the world to execute a plan, and no one's seen you do a damn thing! Elijah made a deal to protect your child, so that it could save you from your selfish, rotten self. But you obviously don't give a damn about the child or Elijah, because what have you done to honour it?" Every word I spoke was of the truth Elijah cared for Nik dearly and he saw the goodness in Nik just as I did, but what made Niklaus down was his priorities. He cared more to take this town back rather than his own flesh and blood. Which made me question had I made the right choice here.
"I have done everything." He shouted back at me. "Let me spell it out for you, shall I? From the day I arrived, Marcel hasn't trusted me. From Day One, he's had his vampires ingest toxic vervain which, as you know, my dear wife, protects them from my mind control." He sighed for a moment then looked at me. "Star I shouldn't of lost my temper with you." He began to approach me. "I needed a spy, someone on the inside with me who Marcel would never suspect. So, I created a Day Zero and got there first. Marcel had just lost six vampires, thanks to Rebekah little murder spree, and he needed new recruits. So, I made the new one mine, before he'd had even a drop of vervain." He began to tell us he had recruited a new vampire called Josh that he had compelled him to be his inside spy. "But we all know the real way to a man is through his heart, so..." He compelled Christi to pay more interest in Marcel that he would use her to get at him in other ways. Then it hit me I was meant to meet her today, but I got distracted with this whole Hayley issue. I couldn't let Nik use her as a pawn in his war against Marcel and I needed to do something to stop that from happening in the future. Nik won't like it but Christi don't deserve to be dragged into all of this. Nik grabs the vampire that's still alive from the pile, "And this one – I'm gonna drain him of vervain, compel him to believe his mates found religion and moved to Utah, so that he can explain to Marcel why he lost three more vampires tonight." He drags the vampire into the house; Hayley and I looked at each other then follow him inside. "Does anyone have any more questions?" I wanted to speak but even though Nik had apologised to me his anger was on full rage right now. "No? Good, because I have a question. Hayley, what were you doing in the bloody French Quarter in the first place?" She stood there not saying a word. "Answer me!" Nik demanded I weren't going to have him bully her she had been through enough already.
"Nik just leave her alone. She made a mistake so drop it!" I raised my voice to him which caught him off guard for a moment anger appeared in his eyes, but I knew Nik would never hurt me.
"You wanna know what I was doing? I was buying poison, so I could put your little baby out of its misery." Nik runs at her with vampire speed and pins her to the door by the neck as she gasps for air.
"Nik! NIK!" I screams at him as I ran at him with vampire speed, pushes him off of Hayley and grabbed him by the shoulders, while Hayley coughs and splutters, massaging her throat. "Keep your hands off her! She is pregnant, for God's sake! All of this bullshit about not wanting the child, and then the second she tells you she's ready to get rid of it? It's okay to care. It's okay to want something." Nik began to, calmed down but reeling from being confronted with his feelings, sits down on the stairs. I sat beside him with that one action from hearing that Hayley was going to abort the baby proved two things to me, one being that he wanted this child, and two there was still a part of Nik that was human.
"I gave Elijah to Marcel." I couldn't believe what I just heard my eyes adverted to Hayley who stood there stunned and looked back at Nik his face was filled with guilt.
"What? But why?" I didn't know what to really say to him right now. All Elijah ever wanted was for Nik to be saved and he handed him over to Marcel it didn't make sense.
"Marcel was nervous. It's bad enough one Original returned to town, but two? His crew was getting antsy. He wanted Elijah gone, so... I gave him a peace offering." I couldn't believe what I heard. Nik went to that length to hand Elijah like a gift. Right now I felt disappointed in him as I thought now everything would be different that family would come first, Nik is making me question a lot of thing right now.
"You bartered your brother?"I let my disappointment show in my voice, Nik turned to me and I didn't know what else to say to him, his face was filled with mixed emotions. Anger, sorrow, and regret but will Elijah ever forgive him for such a betrayal? Would Rebekah?
"I have a plan. Gain Marcel's trust, dismantle his empire, honour Elijah's wish that that baby be born. I am executing that plan the only way I know how." Nik rises from the step and leaves the room. I lean back against the wall reflecting on what happen. One thing I knew for sure was that I had make Nik think of a different way to gain Marcel trust, with using Elijah as a peace offering and bring Christianna into all of this was all a bad idea.
I went into the parlour and grabbed a bottle of Nik scotch's and made my way outside I didn't know what to do to make any of this better, maybe if I spoke to Marcel. No that would cause more problems Nik would go crazy. Also the less contact I have with Marcel the better, I don't want Nik to ever know what happened with my last encounter with Marcel.
"Hey…" I heard Hayley voice I looked up and she stood there looking at me sheepishly. "May I?" She indicated at the spot next to me, I nodded my head and took a swig from the bottle. "I-I Just want to say thanks." I turned to her and frowned. "Look I know none of this is easy on you. And you're probably the only one who got it hard because you love him. I know Rebekah and Elijah do too but it's a different kind of love." I looked at her I could see she was trying to make some kind of effort with me.
"What you did was stupid Hayley. I know you put this front up that nothing can hurt you, because you had to be like that." I got up from the step. "But this isn't about you anymore, or Nik. This is about a baby who going to be here in months to come." She needed to get this through her head because the way they were both behaving wasn't right. "Nik an asshole. You know that and so do I. But his an asshole with a heart Hayley, who just proved for the first time that this baby matter to him. Just remember that." I began to walk away from her because I felt like I was going to lose my temper with her.
"Star…" I heard her call out to me and I turned to her. "Thank you for tonight, and I will start thinking of the baby." That all I wanted, that they both needed to stop and think about this child. What I needed to do now was to get Christi out of this mess that Nik put her in and for us to find out what happened to Davina.
Klaus P.O.V
The day was going do well with everything falling into place just as I planned Damon had proven to be a good wingman, what I like about Damon tactic he knew how to get under Marcel skin, but of course Marcel would smile and show he wasn't. The thing that Marcel tend to forget is the fact I brought him up from a child that I know all of his faces when that sweet barmaid paid a little more attention to the blue eyed Salvatore that got Marcel back up. So after I recruited myself a spy in Marcel united, but I needed something else as a guarantee as such. So went to pay the barmaid a little visit, I tried to talk to her without compelling her, but it didn't work that way. I needed her to keep Marcel distracted while I continued with my intervention, one thing I notice about this young girl she was very different to other girls in this town, I could tell she was from Louisiana with her accent but she didn't behave like she was from here. Well from that I received a disturbing phone call from Star informing me that she had killed three of Marcel men. Now I expected this from Rebekah even Damon, but not from Star I never thought she would have done something so stupid. I totally lost my temper when I went back home, and destroyed all evidence of the dead vampires. I was mad as hell at the both of them for drawing attention with Star actions from tonight, and Rebekah from this morning it will ruining everything that I'm trying to achieve. I completely lost it with Star and within moment I regret my actions but she needed to understand why I was so angry.
None of this wouldn't of happen if the wolf didn't go into the French quarters. Well I was ready to do something incredibly stupid, but of course Star stopped me and gave me a reality check, Hayley may not be the woman who I want to have a child with, but she was carrying my child. My flesh and blood, and one thing I promised myself in that very moment no matter what I will be a better father to that child than my own was to me. With Star by my side I know I can be a better man and father with all of that I need to let her know my plan what I had been up to and I knew Star wouldn't like it one bit. Well I knew my wife wouldn't like any of it and I was right. I couldn't handle the look of disappointment on her face. Star was the one person who I didn't want that from, and I couldn't be around her so I left the house and went for a walk.
Everything I was doing was for my family I knew I sounded like it was all about taking the town back, it wasn't all for me I wanted it for Star to be proud of me, I wanted my son or daughter to look up to me and think there father made something of himself. With my siblings I want to bring back the happier times like we had in 1919 when we all got along, I wanted to have that once again with Rebekah and Elijah. Even though I didn't show it to them I missed all of that. When I returned home the house was peaceful it appeared everyone was asleep, I made my way up to the bedroom and I walked in to see Star sleeping peacefully on our bed. I got undress and got into bed instantly Star cuddled up to me like a natural instinct, I couldn't help but smile even after everything from tonight events Star could be forgiving. Star is something truly amazing with that I held her tightly in my arms and kissed her softly on her lips before falling asleep.
When I woke up in the morning Star was still sleeping in my arm, I just wanted to freeze this moment and stay in forever. To not be worrying about becoming a father, not be thinking of ways to get New Orleans back. To be lost in this one moment with the woman I love this is what you would call a perfect moment. Star began to stir in my arms I moved her hair from her face, she slowly opened her eyes then a smile appeared on her face.
"Morning." Star eyes sparkled as she spoke those words, I leant down and kissed her. Start began to kiss me with urgency then she climb on top of me not breaking away from my lips. After a few moment she broke away. "I'm forgive for my actions from last night." In one swift movement I pinned her down to the bed.
"How could I ever stay mad at you?" I couldn't' stay mad at Star not matter what. It was proven when I found her after 520 years, if it would have been anyone else who device me I would of torn there heart out. With Star it was like I couldn't be the monster everyone claimed me to be, or how I portrayed myself to be I loved her unconditionally no matter what. "Nik." Star broke me out of my thoughts and I couldn't help but kiss her perfectly pump lips. I could feel her smiling as she returned the kisses "Nik…" she mumbled through the kisses and I pulled away "This whole thing with Marcel – the deal you have with the witches, trying to take him down, take what's his – Rebekah told me that you two once loved each other like family. What happened?" I moved myself off her and sat on the edge of the bed this was something I hadn't spoken to Star before about. It wasn't that I didn't want to tell her it was because it pained me to speak of Marcel name. "Nik?" Star's voice seem worried I turned to her indicated to her to sit on my lap which she did.
"Star I made Marcel everything that he is. I treated him like a son. And when my father chased me and my family from New Orleans a hundred years ago, we believed Marcel was killed – we each mourned him, in our own way." Which was the truth I weren't just mourning over Marcel but her too that time was a very dark time for me. "Yet, when I returned, I found not only had he survived, he had thrived. Instead of seeking us out, instead of sticking together as one, he made a choice to take everything my family had built and make it his own." Star caressed my face as that was one of her method to calm me down, as she knew this was upsetting me. I looked into her eyes "Now, he is living in our home, he is sleeping in our beds. That 'M' he stamps everywhere... it's not for 'Marcel'. It's for 'Mikaelson'. I want it all back, and if I have to push him out to get it, then that's exactly what I'll do." Star gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek, I half expected her to be ranting and raving at me, but it was like she finally understood my reason now for wanting it all back.
"I get it. I understand your reason Nik." She get off my lap gets hold of my hand "How about I cook my amazing husband breakfast. You know to make up for the one I ruined." She gave me her angelic look "But before that why don't you join me in the shower." She spoke cheekily as she led me into the bath room.
Well Star had woken up very happy today and didn't mind at all. To have these moments with her were precious. After a very enjoyable shower we both got dressed but we were acting like newlyweds we couldn't keep out hands off each other, we eventually made it downstairs and true to her word Star began to make breakfast for the both of us. We both sat down and ate we even joked a little it didn't feel like we had this life filled with revenge and pay back. For this one moment I could actually say I almost felt human.
"You were right. The girl, Christi– she's the key. Marcel likes her, and because of that I got to see the secret weapon of his that you've been going on about." Rebekah shouted as she entered the room. She had found out what the weapon was?
"Well, don't stand on ceremony. What is it?" As much as I was annoyed that Rebekah ruined a moment between Star and myself, she had found out the one thing that got Marcel have control of New Orleans.
"It's not a 'what', it's a 'who'. A girl, Davina." Star dropped her fork I looked at her and her face looked pale. "She can't be more than sixteen, and I have never felt power like that." My focus was solely on Star right now why did she react like this to that name.
"A witch?" Star spoke stunned there was something about this Davina that had gotten Star worried.
"She's not just any witch, she's something I've never seen before, something beyond powerful, and now because of you she has Elijah. Who knows what she could do to him." Typical my sister reminding me of what I did by betraying Elijah but he would understand my reason. Suddenly Star get up from her seat.
"Where is she?" Star asked in a demanding tone, . Rebekah stops to think, then looks confounded.
"That clever bitch. I don't know" Rebekah spoke with confusion in her voice, I glanced over at Star she was running her finger though her hair. Which meant she was worrying about something and it had to do with this young girl Davina and I needed to find out exactly what it is.