Chapter 3
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Note: Previously, in "Magic in the Quarter," Amelia meets Klaus, Caroline, and Rebekah.
Hey, guys! I know I haven't updated in a while (the last time being October 20), but real life was hectic and I was working on other projects. But, I came up with the idea for this next chapter recently, so I thought I'd update now. No spoilers, just keep reading.
French Quarter – 2 Days Later...
Amelia took a sip of tea as she, Caroline, and Rebekah sat in a cafe. The three of them were having a Girls' Day Out, which was suggested by Caroline so that they'd be able to bond while Elijah and Klaus had their usual conferences. It wasn't that bad an outing, especially since Rebekah seemed to be more relaxed than she was two days ago. True, she was a bit hesitant to accept the fact there was a witch in the mansion, but she was starting to get used to it.
After a few minutes, Amelia put down her tea and smiled at the other two. "This was a great idea, ladies."
"I figured that this would be a good way for us to get to know each other," said Caroline. "Besides, Elijah and Klaus are conducting some business and to prevent the three of us from being bored, I thought we'd spend the day together."
Amelia nodded and then looked up to see an African-American woman walk past them. In fact, she had seen that particular woman when she arrived in New Orleans, during her trek to Sophie Deveraux's shop.
"Who is that woman? I saw her on the way to Sophie's shop."
Rebekah scowled. "That is Belinda La Fleur."
"You sound like you know her," said Amelia. "And, judging from your tone, you don't exactly like her."
"Belinda is a witch that Marcel is in love with," said Caroline. "They met in 1963, after the assassination of President Kennedy, and they've been together ever since. Rebekah doesn't like her because she and Marcel were a couple the previous century, and Klaus wasn't exactly thrilled about it, since Marcel is sired to him."
"I don't just not like her, I utterly despise her," said Rebekah. "The fact that she can have Marcel wrapped around her little finger like that is appalling." She sighed. "I guess that is the reason I reacted as poorly as I did when I first met you, Amelia."
"It's all right, Rebekah, you don't have to explain," said Amelia. "You had your reasons for acting the way you did, and I understand." She smiled. "I guess it doesn't matter now, because we're going to be the best of friends, the three of us."
Caroline returned the witch's smile and placed a hand on her shoulder, hearing her gasp and seeing her pull away suddenly, causing her to become concerned. "Amelia, are you okay?"
"I'm fine," she replied. "I just...had this vision."
"A vision?" said Caroline. "What kind of vision?"
"I get these psychic visions from time to time," said Amelia. "It's an unfortunate occupational hazard that comes with being a witch." She took out her grimoire and showed a sketch of it to the two blonde vampires. "This is the recent vision, which became more intense when Caroline touched me. It was of a full moon, a little boy and a little girl, and the letter of M. The boy's name starts with L, and the girl's name starts with E."
"The first two parts are obvious," said Rebekah. "The full moon is what the werewolves are ruled by, and the M is for Mikaelson."
Caroline didn't say anything, mostly because she didn't know what to say in that regard. Of course, she remembered when a witch she knew back in her former home of Mystic Falls, Bonnie Bennett, would also have psychic visions. Though, hers were nothing compared to Amelia's. The part that concerned her was the little boy with the L name. What could that mean?
Amelia saw how quiet Caroline had become. "I'm sorry if I scared you, Caroline."
"You didn't scare me," the blonde vampire replied. "You may have thrown me for a loop, but you didn't scare me." She gave the witch a concerned look. "The little boy with the L name in your vision, what did that mean?"
"He'll bring peace to the Quarter," said Amelia. "Beyond that, I don't know. Same thing with the girl with the E name. It's all very confusing, even though I've been a witch all my life. My mother was very powerful and taught me everything she knows about magic, as did my father, who was a powerful warlock."
Rebekah spoke up then. "Can't you ask them?"
"I'm afraid that's impossible," said Amelia. "They died before I came here. I came home and found their bodies on the floor of our house. They were...killed by a vampire, and not just any vampire, a vampire I know all too well."
Rebekah and Caroline looked at each other before Caroline looked at Amelia. "Who was the vampire that killed your parents, Amelia?"
"My sister, Sarah."
"Your sister?" said Caroline. "She's a vampire?"
"Unfortunately, yes," said Amelia. "She didn't want to be a witch, so her vampire lover turned her." She sighed. "It still hurts sometimes, especially since I had a vision of my parents' death before it occurred. Kind of ironic, huh?"
"Regardless of the circumstances, you're safe now," said Caroline. "Elijah and Klaus will keep you safe. I'll do the same, and so will Rebekah. As long as you're with us, you're safe. If either Sarah or Marcel come after you, we'll be ready for it."
Marcel's Compound – That Same Moment...
Belinda La Fleur entered the courtyard of the compound that she lived in with Marcel Gerard and his band of vampires, having just returned from the Quarter. During the time that she been living with him, Belinda had been more than just his lover, she was also his best spy, reporting to him on various activities throughout the Quarter, including those of the witches. This time, however, the African-American witch had something extra special to report, something that Marcel would no doubt find interesting.
Upon entering the courtyard, Belinda was greeted by Diego, who had sensed her return. He knew of her loyalty to his boss and didn't question it, especially since such a thing wouldn't be pretty for him.
"You got back quick, Belinda."
"I know I usually don't return until nightfall, but I found out something during my rounds," she replied. "Is Marcel here?"
"He's upstairs," said Diego. "I could get him for you."
Belinda was about to reply when Marcel appeared by the second floor balcony, having overheard their conversation. "That won't be necessary, Diego. I already know why she's here. Send her up."
Diego nodded and told Belinda that she could go on up. Nodding, she walked past him and ascended the stairs, where Marcel was waiting for her. He embraced her and kissed her passionately as they made their way to his room, where he closed the door behind him. However, before things could get too hot between them, Belinda pulled away.
"I know you're eager, my love," she said. "But, I have news from the Quarter."
Marcel was a bit disappointed, but nodded and stepped back, keeping her hands in his. "All right, what do you have for me?"
"There's a new witch. She just arrived here about two days ago," said Belinda. "Her name is Amelia Spencer."
"A new witch, you say?"
Belinda nodded. "Unfortunately, I couldn't get near her because she was with Rebekah Mikaelson and Caroline Forbes. My guess is that if she's with those two, then she has to be staying at the Mikaelson mansion. I saw her with Elijah after she left Sophie Deveraux's shop two days ago."
"They're protecting her from me, most likely," said Marcel. "Since Amelia is new here, she doesn't know about my law." He sighed. "In either case, I'm glad you told me, Belinda."
"That's one of the reasons you have me around," said Belinda. "I'm one of your best spies." She got closer to him and kissed him, playfully nibbling on his bottom lip. "Now, I believe we were just about to have a little fun?"
"Yes, cherie, we were."
That being said, he returned her kiss, vamp speeding them over to his bed, removing both his clothes and hers before laying her on the cool sheets and following after her half a beat later, driving his cock into her core, thrusting hard and fast into her. Belinda gyrated her hips against his, matching his speed exactly. Marcel then left her lips and kissed down her jawline to her ear, playfully nibbling it with his blunt human teeth. He then proceeded to her neck, where the scent of her blood made his fangs pop out and he scraped her skin gently with one of them.
"Marcellus, please, don't tease me," she said. "It's not nice."
"Oh, we can't have that, can we?" he replied. "Well, I'll have to do something about that right away."
With that, he plunged his fangs into her neck, thrusting faster as he drank her blood. Belinda wrapped her legs around his waist and gyrated against his thrusts at the same speed.
Mikaelson Mansion...
Klaus could feel the tension in the air as he watched Elijah pace the floor in the study. It had been half an hour since their private meeting began after the women left for their outing and there was no mistaking the fact that the older Original was anxious about something.
"It's your lady witch friend, isn't it, brother? You're concerned about her well-being."
Elijah didn't look at his brother as he replied, "You guess correctly, Niklaus. Suppose Marcel goes after her anyway? You know that he's going to find out about her, what with the spies he has in the Quarter, namely Belinda La Fleur."
Klaus nodded. "Even if he does find out about her, he won't be able to get within five feet of her."
"You say that now, but suppose we fail?" said Elijah. "Amelia doesn't know about Marcel's law, since she's only been in New Orleans for two days since she arrived from London." He stopped pacing and sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I apologize if it sounds like I am doubting you, Niklaus, but..."
"You don't have to apologize, brother," said Klaus. "I know you're not doubting me." He placed a hand on his shoulder. "We'll protect Amelia, Elijah. I know that you fancy her, even though you've only known her a couple of days."
Elijah didn't try to deny it, because it was true. Despite not knowing her very long, he was starting to care for the lovely young witch. How could he not, especially since she was so beautiful? He didn't tell her, of course, since it was too soon and he wasn't sure how she'd react.
Note: I know I'm ending things on a cliffhanger, but I don't know what else to put here. Hope you liked what I included, especially Amelia's premonition. Stay tuned for more!
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