*New Orleans - 19th Century - 1820*

Laurette Dubois bows to the Governor as she enters his home. She was meant to meet with her sister and her lover, Elijah.

Even if the man was a vampire he didn't act as one. As she walked between people who nodded curly at her and she returned the court back. She came across with a blonde vampire

"Laurette, darling" Rebekah smiled at the young witch whom sister was the lover of her older brother.

"Rebekah" Laurette smiled slightly "Have you seen Celeste?"

Rebekah smirked slightly and looked upstairs where she knew her sister and her own brother would be. She looked back at the witch

Laurette chuckled and shook her head "Is she with your brother?"

Rebekah chuckled and nodded her head "What makes you think that?"

Laurette pursed her lips over a smirk as she walked past Rebekah whispering "Witches and their trick's"

Rebekah shook her her smiling at the witch's wittiness. She was one of the witches she could tolerate. Besides that she had to because of her brother.

Laurette was on her way to upstairs when she bumped into someone "I'm so sorry" she apologized bowing. She then heard a chuckle

"Laure, don't need to apologize. It was an accident" she sighed in relief and looked up to see one of her friends and the Governor's son, Emil

"Emil" she smiled and bowed slightly with a smile. He smiled shaking his head "Rebekah is downstairs" she smiled at him knowingly pointing behind her

Emil widened his eyes a little at the girl's bluntness as she smiled "How did you know...?"

Laurette smiled not exactly answering his question "Is in your eyes" she said walking past him.

Emil shook his head in amusement and left downstairs to find the woman he was in love with

~8~

*New Orleans - 2012*

Laurette walked inside the Compound as workers renovate the courtyard thanks to Elijah's insistence as she waited for Genevieve. She knew she was hooking up with the hybrid, which made her feel disgusted by her. She couldn't understand how a witch would hook up with a monster such as Klaus

She couldn't wait for the moment the ancestors would order her death. She couldn't stand another moment of what the witches had become for the last 200 years.

She watched as Genevieve and the Devil himself walked down the stairs with identical annoyed faces at the sound. Laurette CloudKit help but chuckle

"Enough with all the racket!" The hybrid shouted. Elijah near the fountain smiled at his brother

"Is there a problem, brother?" He turns to the workers "Gentlemen, please"

The noise stops and Laurette sighs in relief "Thank God. Now I can properly think" she mumbled very aware both vampires could hear her.

The original vampires turned to the witch with 'Seriously?' looks to which she responded with a sarcastic smile.

Niklaus rolled his eyes at the witch and turned to his brother "I agreed to a general sprucing up, not a bloody three-ring circus"

"Marcel and his minions abused our home for the better part of a century. Now, you might be content to live in squalor. I'm not" Elijah told him

Genevieve smiled slightly and turned to Klaus "I agree with your brother. It's a new era in the French Quarter. This place could use a makeover"

Laurette made a face and walked to them silently

Niklaus chuckled looking at both witches in amusement "Careful, Elijah. When this one agrees with you, it's a sure sign she wants something"

Laurette rolled her eyes at the hybrid, clearly not liking him at all

"Actually I do have a request. I'm told our coven hasn't been able to celebrate feast days in the open since Marcel restricted the use of magic. Now with the new peace, I'd like that to change"

Elijah hummer "Am I to assume that you have a certain feast day in mind?"

Laurette huffed and Genevive shot her a look "La Fête des Bénêdictions. Feast of the Blessings. In the past, members of the community offered witches gifts in exchange for blessings. We'd like to use it as a forum for introducing our young Harvest girls to society"

"Yeah like they would want that" Laurette murmured under her breath

Elijah and Klaus chuckled in amusement, Elijha looked at Genevieve with an amused, sarcastic smile

"So your coven attempted to destroy my family- and you yourself held my siblings in unspeakable torment- and you would like a party for the witches?"

Klaus chuckles at Elijah. Laurette rolled her eyes

"I made my amends with your brother. Why don't you think it over?" Genevieve said and then walked away

Laurette sighed rolling her eyes "Yeah. She made amends in his bed. Clearly men haven't changed at all"

Klaus chuckled at the little witch "Careful, Love. One movement and your neck can be snapped"

Laurette looked at The Hybrid unamused narrowing her eyes "Try it, I dare you. If a witch can't kill me what makes you think you can?"

Niklaus smiled in amusement and rushed to her only stopping as his leg was magically broken. He looked up to see the witch looking bored with her hand raised up

Elijah sighed exasperated at his brother and the girl "Couldn't you be more childish?"

Laurette lowered her hand and smiled sweetly at the Original brothers. "Pleasure to see you again, Elijah. Your brother not so much"

She smiled once again and then walked away leaving a now healed Klaus chuckling

"She's feisty, isn't she brother?"

In the month Laurette had been under suicide watch by Elijah, she had the opportunity to meet Niklaus as they had never interacted a lot when she was alive in the 1800's.

Klaus found the girl's personality refreshing as she wasn't afraid of him, being a witch was a plus because she could defy him and protect herself if he attacked her.

"One of this little discussions you both have will end with one of you dead, brother. And trust me when I say she's gonna be happy when she ends up with a broken neck"

"Nonsense. She thinks her Punishment is living so I'll make sure she lives. I'm not forgetting she wants me death because I caused her death"

~8~

*New Orleans - 19th Century - 1821*

Laurette panicked raises her arm up inflicting pain to some soldiers as they try to grab a neighbor friend

The fell to their knees grabbing their heads in pain as she intensifies the spell

She suddenly gasps in pain as she feels a hot fire in her stomach. She looks down seeing her dress filling with blood. She covers her injure with a hand as blood continues flooding passing through her fingers.

She quickly as her condition allows it runs to find refugee as she watches her fellow witch friends being killed by those men.

She feels weak as she watches the blood running down her body as she breathes heavily, her heart speeding faster trying to plumb blood harder to her body trying to survive.

She holds her breath as the door opens and a man enters. Tears fall from her cheeks in fright

The man looks around hearing someone's breathing and follows the noise finding a small girl bleeding. Her brown eyes filled with tears as her breathing becomes irregular

"You're here to kill me, aren't you?" She gasped weakly looking up at the man eyeing his revolver. The man knelt in front of the innocent looking girl

But he knew it was a facade. She was a witch, a devil worshipper who had killed a lot of people to their rituals using blood as sacrifices

"As you and your people have killed innocent men" he growled raising up his revolver. Laurette shook her head weakly

"We seek no harm to innocent people. We refuse to use our magic near humans" she denied already knowing why they were being killed "We've been framed" she whispered weakly "Who sent the..." She gasped as she felt more leave her body.

"Niklaus Mikaleson opened our eyes as to what your people has done to us"

He raised the revolver and watched as the witch closed her eyes waiting for her death as he pulled the trigger.

Laurette's body went limp as blood flooded from her forehead dying in the moment.