The Love That Blinds Us 'A Klaus Mikaelson Love Story'

by EpicElle1

Throughout this book Star will have to face many demon but she will have her trusty friend beside her who will be there for her no matter what Damon Salvatore. Read how Klaus the hybrid will take back New Orleans at whatever cost even at the cost of the one woman he truly ever loved and his own child...

14. Sometimes It's Better To Lie

Klaus P.O.V

As enraged as I was from the night when Star announced that she would be staying in the compound and will not be leaving. Let's say things around here had been a little tense. Of course Elijah was totally static that she had returned no doubt in my mind that he was the bird who whispered into her ear. I even went to see if it could be revoked as at any point Star could stop any vampire from entering the premises. I was going to lose it until I read the fine print where it stated that she only had full control until my son was born. Once that his birth had been registered everything that was Mikaelson would be in his name. Well I will allow Star to have some form of comfort for a few short weeks. One she had given birth there will be whole new set of rules which will not consist of her breathing. In the mean while I will make sure I make her life hell. Just that alone would be a pleasurable task and I knew what would exactly get under her skin.

Of course Star had Damon move into the compound which didn't please me whatsoever. It seemed that Elijah and Damon had formed some form of bond of course the connection was all down to Star. They are all blinded by her innocent beneath that exterior that projected like an angle laid something evil. Star had an agenda I knew she was plotting something because she was being far to calm about everything. So I knew I had to find out what she was playing at because she was playing too nice. It wasn't because she was so apparent in love with me it wasn't that kind of nice it was just little thing that would get under my skin more of the small talk asking me about my day. She would smile sweetly as she would sit there with her hand on her baby bump. She was pushing me and she knew I wouldn't harm her. From the night she stood up and told me to kill her and I didn't she knew that my threats were empty. Which they were for now because as much as it would give me great pleasure to rip her throat out. She was carrying precious cargo my son that was the only reason why she still breaths till this day. Until the day which will be in just a short matter of time where my boy makes his appearance Star is safe for now.

So I requested that Genevieve spent a little more time at the compound which she didn't decline as I've said before she was smitten with me. Well the comments that flew about in this place both women gave a good as they got. Jealousy is a disease love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other or assumes that the greater the love. The greater the jealousy - in fact, they are almost incompatible; one emotion hardly leaves room for the other. That what both of these women were indicating when they were in the same presence. Star of course would be filled with jealously when I would show affection to Genevieve. Then when Star would speak to me about certain things or little digs saying oh he used to say the same to me Genevieve would off in a huff she allowed Star to get under her skin. At times it was a little assuming as I watched how they would be catty to one another then I would remind myself that woman betrayed me. Betrayal is an ironic thing. When the one you love betrays you then you betray yourself. You think you're showing strength with your anger, but in reality you're showing how much you still care. That something I needed to stop I needed to try a new strategy from now on.

After another night filled with lustful desires I got out of bed after Genevieve fell asleep. These days she was a lot louder in the bedroom I knew it was to annoy Star or to hurt her in some way I didn't know if it affected her, but for some stupid reason it affected me. Life has a way of going in circles. Ideally, it would be a straight path forward we'd always know where we were going, we'd always be able to move on and leave everything else behind. There would be nothing but the present and the future. Instead, we always find ourselves where we started. When we try to move ahead, we end up taking a step back.

We carry everything with us, the weight exhausting us until we want to collapse and give up. We forget things we try to remember. We remember things we'd rather forget. The most frightening thing about memory is that it leaves no choice. It has mastered an incomprehensible art of forgetting. It erases, it smudges it fills in blank spaces with details that don't exist. But however we remember it or choose to remember it the past is the foundation that holds our lives in place. Without its support we'd have nothing for guidance. We spend so much time focused on what lies ahead when what has fallen behind is just as important. What defines us isn't where we're going, but where we've been. Although there are places and people we will never see again, and although we move on and let them go, they remain a part of who we are. There are things that will never change, things we will carry along with us always. But as we venture into the murky future, we must find our strength by learning to leave things behind.

If you want to forget something or someone I've learnt never hate it or never hate him/her. Everything and everyone that you hate is engraved upon your heart; if you want to let go of something, if you want to forget, you cannot hate. I was taken out of my thought of Genevieve waking up in to find that I already awake and painting a portrait of her.

"You're up early. After the night we had, I expected you to sleep in." She spoke with a slight smirk on her face. As said she was extremely loud last night for one reason only it infuriated me slightly. I know that I allow her to come here to get under Star skin but there was a limit to it all. One would think the dramatic needed to calm down as it was a little off putting as it wasn't for my benefit but for another.

"Yes, well, morning sun offers the best light. Hold still. I'm almost finished." I spoke as I continued to add more detail. This was going to be a gift to her to help me with my rings for the wolves. Of course that hadn't been fully disclosed to her yet of yet but all in due time. I glanced over at her and I could see her smiling as she stretches.

"In my last life, I was far too modest if I was in the nude." Well the person she was from then was like that from what I saw in those memories she revelled to me. She was a different woman now and I think her being burnt as badly she was took away her innocents.

"Well, then consider yourself much improved. Modesty is for the weak." Genevieve gets out of bed to look at the painting, but I hid it from her as I never revealed my work until completed.

"Well, are you gonna show me?" She seemed surprised that I wouldn't show her what I had created. I turned to face her and smiled while she stood there with a look of disbelief.

"The painting is a gift. A token to honour our pact." I told her with a smile then her expression changed as she seemed offended by what I had just told her.

"Our pact? We had such a lovely night and now I see it was all a means to an end." She spoke a little abruptly as she tried to walk away but I stopped her by wrapping my arms around her waist.

"A rather delicious means to a mutually beneficial end." I spoke into her ear seductively as I didn't want her to know all of this bedding her was leading to something far greater. I need her on side for a little while longer.

"Tell me. Beyond the pleasures of last night and the promise of what I'm sure is an exquisite painting, what exactly would a French Quarter witch gain from aligning with you?" She imposed an interesting question what would the witches gain for being on my side? Nothing in the end but I would have a lot to gain but of course I couldn't reveal all that just yet.

"Well, the treaty my dear brother negotiated between the warring factions of this city, the one that you yourself signed. No doubt everyone means well, but this is after all—" She stopped me in mid-sentence.

"—Still the French Quarter?" I couldn't help but laugh as it wasn't about that. The thing that none of these fractions understood is nothing was greater than I. That nothing or no one would actually take me down that the one thing that she hasn't realised yet.

"A borough rife with natural enemies. What you and your witches need is the protection only I can provide. No one- not vampires, not werewolves, not even my brother- will dare trifle with you if I am on your side." She stood there arching her brow looking a little intrigued with what I had just told her.

"And in exchange, I am to offer you what, exactly?" She spoke a little abruptly once again and I think that she might be seeing through my façade. I placed my hands on her cheek cupping her face so she was looking into my eyes.

"All I ask is for the promise of your allegiance. One never knows when a powerful witch might come in handy." That all I needed right now I needed her onside for what I had for the future of this city with her having control of the coven. It was important to keep her happy regardless of how I'm actually feeling about this situation.

"Well, then." She spoke with a smile upon her face and I leaned in to kiss her. Perhaps love is a minor madness. And as with madness, it's unendurable alone. The one person who can relieve us is of course the sole person we cannot go to: the one we love. So instead we seek out allies even among stranger's fellow patients. Who if they can't touch the edge of our particular sorrow have felt something that cuts nearly as deep. Genevieve will learn a valuable lesion soon that sheep can't befriend a hungry wolf.

Star P.O.V

It took a lot of strength to stand up to Nik that night where basically I told him I'm not going nowhere. I could see that he was prepared to kill me then and there but if that what Niklaus wanted to do I would not stand in his way. If my death was what was needed then I wasn't going to stop him because in the end I will stand my ground. Of course Nik shook off his anger towards me with sarcasm which was a way to show that I didn't get to him. The thing about Niklaus he forget that I know him better than anyone else. That what happens when you love someone you get to know everything about them and how they react. How they hide how there truly feeling when they are putting a façade. Nik thinking I had returned to rekindle our flame and thinking with my presences here was going to unit us. I wasn't delusional I knew that wouldn't happen but like I told him 'What we had was a modern fairy tale there no happy ending'. That was the truth Nik and I couldn't have that happy ever after for one reason only that was because of him.

After all the evil and manipulative things he had done and I had forgiven him or I somehow understood it. Even when he hurt Davina which lead him to hurt me I was prepared to forgive him. Because I was and am foolishly in love with him I wish I could just turn it off but I can't. So I will continue to take in each new day with my head held high and face whatever comes my way. Those words are easier said than done because what I had to live with since coming here is seeing the man who by rights is still my husband. Showing intimate interactions with the woman who had caused this storm while I couldn't do a thing. Oh it didn't stop there either the nights were far worse when she would cry out his name during there activities in the bedrooms. The first time I heard it I started to cry because it was too much for me to take in. That when Elijah came to see me in my room and he comforted me. He was convince that Nik had some kind of scheme going on with her also it was a way of hurting me.

That in this moment where I'm crying Nik was winning that I was stronger than this. That what everyone keeps saying and I needed to realise that myself and I did in the end. As the days past I didn't let me affect me I chose to focus on other matter instead like making this place more presentable for when my baby came. Elijah was happy to hear that I was focusing on something that he thought the place could do with sprucing up. So I started to look into which room I would turn into a nursery. It helped a great deal as I began to look at patterns and way I could set out the room as I knew I didn't have long until he came into this world.

It always seemed that every time I was in the living room looking through a book and magazine for ideas. Nik and harlot would show there signs of fake affections. Yes I said fake affection because Nik maybe fooling her but he wasn't fooling me with his poor acting skills. That when I began to have my fun and add my comments that he used to say the same to me. Which would infuriate her so that would perk up my days just getting a kick out getting to her. Genevieve had a lot more coming her way and she really won't see it coming but for now this is enough entertainment for me. God and if you heard her sometime how she would whine to Nik about me it was laughable. Of course she kept bringing up that I was a traveller which one time lead to a very heated argument. Where literally Damon and Nik had to hold the both of us back from getting psychical. I know I was heavy pregnant and that I shouldn't be getting into any type of brawl, but she hit a nerve talking of my parents.

From that day onwards there was always someone about when we were in the same room or if she and Nik would enter I would leave. Which on this day I just did that as they both came into the living room eating each other face I walked down the courtyard where Elijah was with some work men they were talking about area to improve. That the flooring needed to be redone laid of course Nik was happy with some improvement, but I don't think he knew the extent of what Elijah and I had planned. To be quite frank I didn't care either I wanted this place to not look like a vampire hang out and Elijah agreed. It was a new era now the reign of Marcel and his crew was over and this place was back in Mikaelson hands. Which meant it need to be back at the Mikaelson stander those were Elijah words not mine. As we were looking at some of the plans the work men continued with their digging. I glanced up to see Nik coming down the stairs looking a little annoyed with his ferret following behind.

"Enough with all the racket!" He yelled over the noise of the work men. I knew he was annoyed as he didn't like the fact that Elijah and I were doing so many changes.

"Is there a problem Nik?" I asked him sweetly all he did was glare at me as I was getting under his skin. I turned to the workers "Gentlemen, please." They stopped and with all the racket and I turned back to him and his harlot standing by his side. I knew I had to keep my composure as hard as it would be I couldn't let her get to me.

"I agreed to a general sprucing up, not a bloody three-ring circus." Nik practically growled at me as I knew this was getting to him with the fact I had control over the compound. I was about to speak but Elijah spoke first which was probably for the best as Nik and I would only argue.

"Marcel and his minions abused our home for the better part of a century. Now, you might be content to live in squalor. We are not." Elijah stated it perfectly as this place had gone downhill to what it used to be.

"I agree with your brother. It's a new era in the French Quarter. This place could use a makeover." The wench spoke as she smiled at Elijah sweetly. I had warn Elijah that she was a sneaky and right now she was sniffing for something like mongrel that she is.

"Careful, Elijah. When this one agrees with you it's a sure sign she wants something." I spoke in a teasing manner while looking at her as she smiled at me fakely. I had seen many of her type over the years I had walked this earth and they always had a hidden agenda.

"Actually I do have a request—" She began to say and I cut her off in mid-sentence.

"See, I told you." I spoke a little cheekily as I looked to Elijah who was trying to fight back a smile. While Nik shot at me it didn't bother me as that all he did these days.

"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." So she wanted some kind of freaking party? After everything she had done to destroy this family. I mean everyone has the right to be stupid but she was abusing the privilege.

"Am I to assume that you have a certain feast day in mind?" Elijah spoke a little intrigued with what she had to say. Which surprised me slightly but maybe he was just entertaining her for now.

"The Fête des Bénédictions. 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." She had to be kidding after everything the witches had done since we came into this town she asking Elijah that we throw them a party?

"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." I was actually surprised that both Nik and I chuckled which was a rare occurrence and of course witch bitch didn't like it. It was funny because she ruined this family and she maybe bedding Nik right now but once he done with her. She will have nothing and her so called coven well they have something coming to them.

"I made my amends with your brother. Why don't you think it over?" She spoke before she left. Yeah her amends was bedding him I couldn't help but roll my eyes to that. Nik stood there with a smirk on his face which meant he was plotting away.

"Oh, don't be such a stiff, Elijah. The tourists love a good festival. Besides what better way to cement the solidarity than a show of faith toward a one-time enemy?" No it wasn't one time enemy the witches were enemy period. Was Nik that deluded to think they weren't still after our child? Was he that stupid? Oh right yes he is, as he screwing one of them. Guess that shows what his son meant to him if he honestly think the witches were not going to back down in taking our son life away.

"A onetime enemy with whom you've grown rather nauseatingly intimate." Elijah was not happy at all about this little affair but there was no point in talking to Nik about it. He was stubborn and trying to prove some kind of point of some kind.

"Well, who said maintaining alliances can't be fun?" Nik spoke smugly with a wide smile upon his face while staring directly at me. He wanted to get to me and he was but I needed to be like everyone told me to be strong. So I would not give the satisfaction that his little sly comments hurt me in more ways than one.

"One would think you'd be a little more interested in attending to the needs of the mother of your child." Oh I didn't like where this was going because that smug smile Nik just had just disappeared.

"I'm doing perfectly fine without sperm donor help, and so is Hayley." I spoke confidently while looking at Elijah. Nik spoke of me as a surrogate that I was nothing but the woman that carried his child. Let's see if he likes it when it's been reflected back to him. I turned to him and smiled while his face looked like thunder it seem that the almighty Niklaus doesn't like to be referred to that. "So you focus on that alliances Niklaus." I told him sweetly with that he walked away mumbling under his breathe in frustration.

"Sperm Donor?" Elijah spoke a little assumed I and I looked at him and he had this huge grin on his face "I'm happy to see that some of that fire you attain be brought to the surface." It seem that Elijah like the way I stood up to Nik I think I'm actually a little proud of myself too about that.

"You know this party the wench is asking." Elijah looked at me arching his brow while fighting a smile "I think you should allow it. Show that you're above it all." Elijah didn't look best please that I was suggesting that he should go ahead with all this.

"You would be happy with all this after all she has done." I would never be happy as she ruined my life and the lives of others but none of that can be repaired. All we can do right now it try and work all this to our advantage.

"This is something I've always lived by. Sit at my right hand until I make your enemies a footstool for your feet. Have a think about it." I walk away from him making my way back upstairs. That was something for Elijah to ponder on and I hope he understood what I meant by that. Basically let the witches to have their little moment to shine as it will be there final moment in doing so.

Klaus P.O.V

My morning was rudely disturbed by the racket that was happening in the courtyard. When I went to investigate it seem that Elijah and Star were taking this renovation a little too far. All I was told was that it was a baby nursery that she picked a room to do whatever she needed to do not turn this place into a circus where there digging everything up. Of course Star was being all sweet about it and it annoyed me but I knew she was doing it to get a reaction. Unfortunately I was failing miserably as I couldn't stop but show how she got to me at time of course Elijah was on her side like he always is these days saying it wasn't up to standards. Then Genevieve agreed to which surprised me but there was a hidden meaning behind her compliment as Star commented. It seems that she did have a little agenda that she want to throw party for the witches.

The Fête des Bénédictions where people would give an offering and in return they would receive a blessing. It's all poppycock as it was just so they would have a day about them but of course I had to be supportive. Elijah was not best pleased of her request but then again he wanted peace in this community and they all signed that treaty. So the witches were initial to their moment to shine so to say. Genevieve left gracefully after the daggering attacks between her and Star and I knew I had to try to convince him to go ahead with this. It would benefit myself in the end as a happy witch I will get what I need.

As I was trying to convince my brother that it would a good idea to go ahead with this festival as it would show community spirit. The humans will love it too they enjoyed a good show and with French quarter been known for his supernatural flare. Of course Elijah had to continue bring up the fact of my association with what he calls his immortal enemy. That I should be focusing on the mother of my child and her needs. Had Elijah been living under some kind of rock over the last month or so? I wanted nothing to do with the woman who carried my son. I was about to speak when Star spoke first and referred to me as the 'sperm donor' that Hayley nor her need anything from me. If I was to say I wasn't hurt that would be a lie because as much as I loath her I never expected her to say that. It was the coldness of how she spoke it and I guess I got a taste of my own medicine with that as I had said the same to her. Then the look upon Elijah face as he seem impressed to Star lack of respect for me I couldn't stand the sight of both of them so I left before I did something that later I may regret.

I needed to stay focus and not let their child play get to me because that what they are doing. Both of them are purposely trying to get to me and I'm allowing it when I should. I needed to focus on my matter of getting these wolves there ring so they won't be a slave to the moon. There was a vital piece to this puzzle of how these moon ring were going to be attain. I needed a little help from one of my alliance of the wolves to help me. As I began to walk through the street I got out my phone and called Oliver who was in on this little venture. I needed to know if he had found Cary who would be able to give me answers about these moon rings.

"Hello?" Oliver spoke a little nervously I wonder what had him a little jittery.

"Oliver. I trust you have an update on the matter we discussed." It wasn't exactly a hard task I gave him all he needed to do was bring Cary to me so I could have a chat.

"Yeah, um, about that. We got wolves coming in by the truckload right now, so it's gonna be a little tricky to find just one guy. I mean, all you gave me was a first name." This news didn't please me whatsoever right now as I didn't have the time or patient for any of this.

"Yes. His name is Cary. He's got blond hair and brown eyes. He's one of my clan, a distant relative from the northeast Atlantic pack. His presence is required if we are to continue with our plan. You find him and you bring him to me." It wasn't like I was asking for the impossible from Oliver all he had to do was fine this one man. He would be the only one who may know of the spell or anything that could help us get started in getting these rings done.

"All right, fine. I'm on it." He spoke a little confidently as he was about to hang up.

"Another thing- my brother will soon invite you to a feast honouring the witches. You and your friends will graciously accept the invitation." I need for them to come along to keep up appearances as I didn't want Elijah to suspect anything. If the wolves didn't show up he start asking questions the kind of questions which I would prefer not to be asked.

"Why the hell would I do that?" Oliver spoke a little abruptly which annoyed me slightly.

"Because if Elijah believes his treaty is working, he'll be less inclined to get in my way." I hung up on him and the restaurant to see Cami as I have some good news for her. She turned to face me by the expression she didn't see best to see me but I came here with some good news.

"What do you want?" She spoke coldly as she continued to wipe down one of the tables. It seems the women in this town today all seem to have an issue with me there must be something in the water.

"I formed an alliance with someone who may be able to help your uncle." I tried to help before and it didn't work Father Kieran was deteriorating due to the hex that Bastiana had place upon him. I didn't want to see him nor Cami go through something like this as the witches had taken one person from the O'Connell family already. Cami twin brother used as a part of their plan to destroy Kieran as he didn't believe in the harvest.

"Let me guess. Tall, redhead, axe to grind? Those resurrected witches are the ones who hexed Kieran in the first place. Why would she want to help?" Well Cami did have a point why would Genevieve help. Well from what I've learnt over this last month it seem the witch would do anything to please me so just a little sweet talking and she won't be able to resist.

"Because it's my decree that she does." Cami looked at me for a long moment with disbelief. She probably thought I had given up in my help them but u hadn't I just working on the solution. "I believe the words you're looking for are thank you." By all means, say no if you have an alternative." She looked at me as if she was contemplating on the idea personally I didn't see what there was to think about. I've given her a solution to her problems her uncle could be cured so what was her issue?

"No." She spoke flatly I shook my head and began to head out of the restaurant. It seem that stubbornness was part of Cami traits. "Wait. Do whatever you have to do. Just help him." The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honourable, to be compassionate and to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well. A kind gesture can reach a wound that only compassion can heal. This family had been through enough so as some people would think I'm doing this to gain something. There was nothing to gain from this apart from to save a family from more grieving. Yes Niklaus Mikaelson can show compassion and beneath this hard exterior there is a heart that willing to help the people that have been wronged.

Star P.O.V

Well that what I call one of those awkward situation you know the one where your husband and his harlot are trying to make some kind of statement. I gave Elijah something to think about with suggesting to have this party to please the little skank. I not one to wage war like the other Mikaelson because in reality I'm only married into the family. I don't have the Mikaelson blood running through my veins but I have ears. I've heard the schemes and plot that they have spoken of their strategies of how to go to take there enemy down.

This is what I learnt from the Mikaelson that if your enemy is secure at all points, be prepared for them If they are superior in strength, evade them. If your opponent is temperamental, seek to irritate them. Pretend to be weak, that they may grow arrogant. If they are taking ease, give them no rest. If there forces are united, separate them. If sovereign and subject are in accord, put division between them. Attack them where they are unprepared, appear where you are not expected. Sun Tuz quoted 'Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.' Which is something of truth but also something I lived by but never thought I would do is 'To know your Enemy, you must become your Enemy.'

To become my enemy I needed to be on the same playing filed as her. She had magic on her side whereas I appeared to have nothing. I have been seen as weak pregnant Star but like I spoke of before clarity was brought to me. So I asked of one person of their help someone who I knew could not only put that witch bitch in her place but the witches in the quarters. So who did I know that is capable to do that? My father Silas the immortal being that they feared and how canny they tried to take down his only daughter. Oh they shall feel his waft. This wasn't the route I wanted to go down I'm more a lover than a fighter but I've been beaten down far too much. With my baby boy going to be entering this world shortly. I didn't want to keep looking over my shoulder I didn't want my extended family to look out for me. I was reminded I was the daughter of the most feared man upon this earth so an overdue visit was in order let the fractions or whatever they want to call themselves know that you harm me or my child. May Silas have mercy on their souls…

I received a phone call from my father telling me he had arrived in New Orleans that he would come to the French Quarters. That was something I didn't want as you don't reveal you secret weapon and there was too many spies around. Even though no one knows of what my father looks like and some may think that his Stefan I didn't want to risk it. As soon as my father would open his mouth the ones who knew Stefan would know it's not him. So I asked him to meet me in café near Jackson square as it was busy and not many of the people I'm avoiding would be there. I left the compound without letting Damon or Elijah see me because they would only question of where I was going. So luckily for me they both appeared to be busy talking about this witch party. I got in my car and began to drive to Jackson it was getting a little more difficult these days to drive. With this swollen bump being so prominent and touching the steering I wouldn't be able to do relay on myself much longer.

I parked up and began to make my way to the café I asked my father to meet me at. You're wondering if I told him about what been happening here? God no because he would go in all guns blazing. His targets will be Niklaus and all the witches for what they had done to me I didn't want my father to harm Nik as I could deal with him he didn't need any further pain inflicted on him. I wanted him to solely help me with this witch issue I just hoped that I can keep him calm as I tell him the truth with what been happening here. As when we saw each other in Italy I wasn't totally honest and I asked Damon and Christi not to let anything out either. I sat there patiently waiting for him as I kept looking at my phone to see if I had a missed call from him. I was worrying because I knew my father could be unpredictable at times it worried me that he might have gone to the compound.

While in my thoughts of worrying I looked up to see him approaching me with the biggest smile on his face he embraced me tightly and told me how much he had missed me. My father was a little surprised by my appearance that I looked healthy and wasn't withering away. As he believed as Damon that my child will bring me some form of death I had told Damon I told my father prophecies are not always right as my own was told wrongly. He didn't seem overly convince at first but eventually he stopped with the worrying. Now it was time for me to reveal the truth about everything to him. From when I was in the dream state and had Qetsiyah, Mikael and Esther warning to how the witches have continuously tried to take me down. To say my father didn't take the new too well would be a total understatement, he was furious beyond belief but I expected this from him as I was the only thing he had left that reminded him of my mother.

Then it became even more awkward when he asked what my immortal hybrid of a husband had done to stop the witches from doing this. Then I began to tell him about all recent events as I did I could see from the expression on his face that his rage was building up. He began to tell me why I hadn't called him sooner that he was going to deal with Nik for the way he treated me. This wasn't the reason I asked him to come here I didn't need anything done to Nik. There was a bigger issue at stake here that my father wasn't seeing.

"Dad please, like I told you a dozen times I can deal with Niklaus." I didn't want him to go Nik as I knew it would end messy. With the skills that my father holds he would let Nik go through unbearable torment which he didn't deserve. Nik had been through enough already with everything brought to light. Yes he has been cruel to me and treated me like I'm nothing but I still love him and I do not want more pain inflicted on him.

"The man is treating you that you're below him Ophelia. That man should worship the ground you walk upon. You're giving him a gift of a child." It was apparent that my father was angered by what he had heard. Nik did do all that before when we first knew of our child. Each morning when I would wake I always wake to him talking quietly to the tiny baby bump I had at the time, he would speak of how lucky they both were to have me in there lives. That our son was going to have a mother and father who love and protect him. Words that till this day touched my heart and I believe that it will be like that even if we aren't together. "Well of course he did get that wolf pregnant…." My dad snapped me out of my thoughts with his sarcastic comment about Nik getting Hayley pregnant.

"Father!" I raised my voice at him as he wasn't one to talk. He had played two women in one time. "I did not ask you to come here and hurt Nik, or anyone in that family." I needed to make that clear to him from now. It wasn't about the Mikaelson this was about the witches. "I asked you to come here because I miss you, and I want your help with this witch issue. That all just please leave Nik alone." I looked at him and he still held the same expression meaning he wasn't going to let Nik get away with the way he treated me. "Dad promise me you will not harm him." I stated a little more firmly now as this wasn't about Nik. I told him about all that so there won't be an awkward situation if Nik and he were to meet. That my father would lose his temper and do something to him which wasn't what I wanted.

"You could have done so much better than him." He spoke as any father would say to their daughter I knew a different Nik the one he didn't show to the world that was the man I held on to my heart. "Well you can't help who you fall in love with. I promise you I will not do anything to your beloved Klaus." He spoke with sincerity in his voice. I knew he would keep to his word as he didn't want anything to ruin our relationship. If he did harm Nik the consequences would be me not wanting anything to do with him.

"Thank you." I gave him a small smile before taking a sip of my mint tea.

"So tell me have the witches done anything untoward recently?" That was an interesting question as since Genevieve been bedding Nik there had been no attacks on me. That didn't mean they weren't plotting away in the background.

"No they been a little to quite, but Genevieve she's the one I told you about." I watched as he arched his brow as he heard her name. "She's the head of the witch's coven, and not so long ago she declared war on me…" As soon as I spoke those words my father held an expression that was a little worrying. "Dad I don't like that look you have right now." Which I didn't it was frightening me slightly as I knew that my dad had a very twisted mind when it came to revenge.

"Ophelia I know for 2000 years I was entomb but I'm not stupid. You want me to put this Genevieve in her place to remind her of who you are." He spoke as he leaned towards me with a smirk on his face. I knew what meant he was going to kill her did I want that on my conscience? No I didn't because no blood needed to be spilled.

"Yeah I guess, but I don't want no blood spilled." I needed to make clear I didn't want anyone blood in my hands. That wasn't who I was. Yes it wouldn't be me who would have done the crime but I would have been the one to implement it and I didn't want that burned.

"Ophelia you're taking all the fun away….." He spoke in a teasing manner to hide his annoyance. "No blood will be spilled. I assure you a lesson will be taught." He sat back with a huge grin on his face. My father word meant a lot to me that if he promises something I know he will keep to it. It appears that Genevieve was going to be taught some kind of lesson. Looks like she need to watch her back because something coming and his name is Silas.

Klaus P.O.V

Cami had agreed for my help that I will convince Genevieve to help remove this hex that had been place upon the dear father. As I said before this family didn't deserve further heartache from the witches as all Father Kieran was doing was what was right. Then they take it upon themselves to judge who should live and die. No that option is not down to them they had no right to make a man of the cloth suffer. He had done everything in his power to protect the humans in this community this is how he is repaid? I know I'm not a good man that I have done many evils that would give you nightmares. All of this was immorally wrong in my eyes and I intended to do anything in my power to stop the inevitable from happening. The difference between my darkness and darkness of the witches is that I can look at my own badness in the face and accept its existence while they are busy covering there mirror with a white linen sheet. The difference between my sins and their sins is that when I sin I know I'm sinning while they have actually fallen prey to your own fabricated illusions.

I am a hybrid I know that I held a face that appeared angelic to the eye beneath all that was something demonic. A man who was half vampire and werewolf that would tare you apart in a moment but I do not lie about who I am. They were witches there spells are manipulations and there cauldron from hell yet they wrap themselves in white the sign of innocents.

I had received a phone call from Oliver informing me that he had found Cary and was going to bring him to me. I requested that he bring him to St Anne's church as it would be more quite place to have such a talk. I needed to know about the vital key point that contain making one of these moon rings and I knew that somehow this Cary might have the answers. I waited patiently which wasn't one of my strong suite as there was plenty of things that needed to be done today. One being paying a visit to the witch whom has been sharing my bed the last month. I was broken out of my thoughts with Oliver entering the church with the man I was after.

"You don't stop squirming, I don't care who you know, I'm gonna kneecap you right here." He threaten him which I didn't like at all. I vamp-sped toward them as I was annoyed with the way Oliver was man handling Cary.

"When I asked you to bring Cary to me, it was as my guest. Might I recommend you release him before I opt to release you from your mortal coil" I threaten him. Oliver looked at me as he was ready to explode but held it back as he knew I wouldn't hesitate to kill him.

"I found him like you asked, and he jumped me. Now, his pack's been going at mine since the beginning of time. I don't owe him a thing." I didn't like this attitude about all this as Cary was a descendant of mine and the key to breaking the curse that would stop the monthly torture.

"You see, it's that short-sighted attitude that led to the demise of the werewolves." Oliver needed to keep his tongue in place as if he continued with this behaviour the hopes of those precious rings won't come about.

"I'm pretty sure Marcel and the witches did that." He snapped back sharply. Well it seem that Oliver here needs a little reminding of something.

"The packs should have been united. Marcel saw that weakness and he exploited it. If you seek to rebuild with only the Crescents, you may as well stay in your hovels in the bog!" I turned to Cary and smile kindly at him "I don't believe we've had the pleasure of an introduction." I didn't want to start the introduction off poorly as this man that stood before me was only connection to my biological father.

"Legend says you're descended from our line." He spoke a little nervously and who could blame him I'm know to be the tyrant Klaus Mikaelson but I won't be showing that to my extended family.

"The legends are true. Come here." I lead him away and pulled out the ring out of my pocket "I understand that this ring was passed down through generations of our family. I need to know what stone it housed" That was the vital part of all this as for a vampire the stone was one of a lapis lazuli for it to be able to work. There had to be one for one for the werewolves the question was what was it?

"I never saw it with a stone." I knew he wasn't lying to me as Cary seem a little frighten of me even though he didn't need to.

"Could you ask around for me, mate? Hmm? See what you can find out." I requested and he nodded in agreement. Once I knew what stone was needed then we were closer to getting to fulfil the werewolves being equals.

I left the church and made my way to see Genevieve as I need to discuss with her about this issue with the hex. When I arrived she was all exited to see me as she didn't expect me to visit her. It wasn't something that I did normally but today was a different day and I had a reason behind it all. So I began to explain to her my reason for coming that it was wrongful for the hex to be placed of Kieran. Genevieve walked away from me looking a little annoyed with my request.

"You came all this way to beg for some human's life?" She turned to me which an expression that matched her annoyance in her tone.

"Father Kieran's time is running out, and he has been an ally to me." I knew that she wanted to do anything to keep on my good side as she was besotted with me.

"Your ally, and Cami's uncle. Sorry. As I've already said, there's no way to undo that hex." Once again she turned away from me. Genevieve was truly a jealous woman if it wasn't the fact that Star was living under the same roof as me. It was about the friendship I held with Cami jealously is the greater evil at work here. I knew there was a way to stop it from happening.

"Oh, come on. You and I both know there's always a loophole." I spoke as began to approach her I need to keep on her good side as it seem I underestimated her stubbornness.

"Not for this." She turned to face me with a look of determination. "At least not among my people. Although, I do wonder. Your mother was powerful. She would have had access to all manner of spells. Perhaps I could take a look through her grimoire." She was sneaky requesting to look in my mother's book of spells. No doubt there was a deep meaning for her to bring that up and it had nothing to do with father Kieran she had another agenda on hand.

"You want to use father Kieran's ailment as an excuse to look through my mother's spell book. Very devious." I tried to keep my temper under control as I think part of me always knew that she was going to use me as I was using her. Which meant that the witches are back to their plotting and wanting something truly powerful to be wanting to look through my mother spell book.

"Come on. The grimoire is worthless to you. But with it's power, I could solidify my place in the coven." That was what I was waiting for. For her to finally confess the reason why she was using me. She really thought I would just hand it over to the coven who tried to kill Star and my child so they gain more power? Did I look that stupid? She maybe satisfying in the bedroom but not to the standard of that I'm delusional.

"No, I'm sorry, love. It's bad enough my mother's power was consecrated with your ancestors. The last thing I need is for you to get a look at an entire book of her dirty, little tricks." I smiled at her and I could see the look of disappointment on her face as she thought her womanly ways were a way to weaken me.

"That's unfortunate. Particularly for poor father Kieran. I guess you'll be the one to tell Cami." That was the final straw right there. I lunged at Genevieve and pins her in a choke-hold against the table. I leaned in close to her face to remind her who she is trying to play.

"You think you have leverage over me? I will not be manipulated." I yelled at her while she looked at me with fear in her face. She needed to feel fear as I will not be manipulated by no one and lest of all her.

"Vamisa la visia." She whispered and I began to get an excruciating pain in my head. I groaned in pain and releases Genevieve. "And I won't be threatened. So, between the two of us, we each know where we stand. As long as we can retain that mutual respect, I don't see a need for any further demonstrations of power. Don't call me again." I was oppressed, and I was afflicted, yet I opened not my mouth. Like a lamb that is led to the slaughter and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent Genevieve shall see what it means by crossing me.

Star P.O.V

So my father filled me in on what he had planned for the witch bitch and it was kind of genius but there was a little snag to all of it though. I was the one who had to give her this particular item. That was something I think would be impossible as she wouldn't accept a gift from me. Of my father was convince that she would accept it as long as I brought up the name of Nik. This item that I'm meant to give her is a hair comb from the 1920's something that a woman such as herself would have worn. It wasn't any kind of hair comb as my father spell bound it. Meaning that it will disable her magic as soon as she touches it that all that was needed. Why disable her magic? Well no magic meaning that she is at the same level as myself meaning no advantage the playing field will be at my level. I thought I was a brilliant idea and I can't wait to see the moment when she just like me a mere mortal. I had this feeling though that my father had his own agenda with her but he promised me no blood would be spilled so if he wanted to frighten her. I wouldn't stop him as she along with her coven excluding Davina deserved what was coming to them.

Elijah went ahead with this idea so the witches had their night. I got ready and wore a deep red full length gown that went over one shoulder. When I was finished getting ready I walked into the living room to see Damon and my father having words. I told them both to stop that they both needed to just deal with one another as tonight we are going to this festival. Damon was about to throw one of his tantrums but I stopped him and asked him to come for me. Which in the end he agreed to but what didn't help was my father's little smug looks, I asked him to stop doing as it was getting Damon more riled up. I knew tonight was going to be an interesting night as for the first time the Mikaelson will meet my father. I think there reaction going to be one of those picture perfect moments.

We left the compound and made our way to where the festival was having a street parade. I pointed out to my father Davina who looked stunningly beautiful in her orange gown representing fire element. I warned him one more time not to do anything to her that she wasn't apart all this. He watched Davina and nodded there was something about the way he looked at her. I was about to question him but decided otherwise. We continued to watch as the parade begins down the main street. The witches march down the street and the three currently-alive Harvest girls are hoisted above the crowd on thrones. The girls are each dressed for the element they represented in the Harvest-Monique in floral earth tones, for earth; Davina in bright red-orange, for fire; and Abigail in white, for air. They were all on a stage and I watched as the harlot made her appearance on stage smiling to greet the crowd.

"Now, in accordance with the Fête des Bénédictions, the witches of New Orleans bless you all!" The crowd cheers. Genevieve steps offstage.

"So that Genevieve?" My father question as his eyes follower her as she walked away.

"Yep that the witch. Did Star mention that she shacked up with her hubby?" Damon spoke with slight sarcasm in his voice and I shot him a look as I hadn't told my father about that.

"Excuse me!" My father raised his voice. This wasn't what I needed right now and Damon and his big mouth.

"It's not important nor relevant dad. You made me a promise remember." I watched as he stood there clenching his jaw. If I thought he didn't like Nik before well now he truly hated him after what Damon had said. "Can we just enjoy this parade?" I turned back to the stage to see Monique step forward first, and creates a mild earthquake that rumbles the ground beneath us. Then, Abigail steps forward and raises her arms to create very strong winds that blow around the crowd of tourists. Finally Davina steps forward turns around and raises her palm to the sign behind her. Which immediately ignites with fire and sets off dozens of fireworks, which makes the crowd cheer again. I couldn't be more proud of her in that moment.

We began to make our way in to the compound that this party was going to be held. It looked pretty decent considering it was for the witches. They did really go all out with three thorns on one side where the girls would be sited. Damon excused himself as he needed to be drunk to be here meaning drunk to be in the company of my father. Damon will never accept him no matter what not after the whole fate thing relating to my son. I looked up to see Elijah approaching us with a surprised expression upon his face as he looked at my father.

"Star looking radiant as ever." Elijah was always a charmer with his words then he turned to my father. "Stefan, neither Star nor Damon spoke of you coming to New Orleans." I looked at my father who looked a little unimpressed being referred to Stefan.

"Elijah this is my father Silas. Stefan is his doppelgänger." I watched as Elijah looked between the both of us like we were crazy. Something caught my eye across the room it was Monique I notice she was glaring at Davina while she was talking and giggling to guest. "Get to know one another. I just need to see someone." I didn't even let either of them respond and I walked away. As I approached Monique I saw that Genevieve was standing next to her. I stood a little behind them to listen in on their conversation.

"Is something wrong?" She asked with a little concern in her voice. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as she wants to play mother hen with these girls.

"These people came to praise witches. What has she done to prove herself worthy?" Monique spoke with bitterness in her voice. She really had an issue with Davina and it was annoyed me now as she was more worthy than bratty witch complaining.

"She's a Harvest girl. Like you." Once again the harlot tried to speak all motherly towards her but from Monique body language she wasn't happy about that.

"Our power is a gift from the ancestors. I've had to make sacrifices to honour that gift. I lost my mother, my aunt. Davina has done nothing but stand against us." Oh this brat only knew half of a story as Davina had lost a great deal including her only cousin. All so they could all come back to life I had to restrain myself from going there and slapping her.

"She just needs a little lesson. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's putting people in their place." Oh so she planning on putting Davina in her place? Oh she seriously going to get what coming to her now. One thing to declare some kind of war with me but touch another person I care about she is going to be digging her own grave. I was about to intervene when Genevieve kicks off the after-party by greeting the guests by clinking her glass to get their attention. "Welcome. As is our time-honoured tradition, you are all welcome to deliver your offerings. It is our custom that no one should be turned away, no blessing be denied." I stood there and watched as guest's line up to bring their offerings to the Harvest girls.

First is Hayley who smiles at Davina and is about to give her gift to her but is stopped by an attendant she tells Hayley to give the gift to Monique which she does. The next person Francesca gives their gift to Abigail. I stood there watching as no one was able to give their gift to Davina. Well this made me a little pissed as this was the witch bitch putting Davina in her place. I open my purse and took out the black velvet which contain the hair comb my father gave me. I walked up behind her as she was admiring her work of letting Davina look like a fool in front of everyone.

"Do you get any gifts?" I asked and she turned around and glared at me while I just smiled as I needed to give the performance of a life time.

"What are you doing here?" She snapped and it took all my strength not to react back.

"Technically I'm still a Mikaelson even if Nik renounced me." I watched as she began to smile with glee as I said those words "But it's you I came to see. Don't worry, I just want to say my piece and then I'll leave. Here." I held out the black velvet box out to her she looked down to my hand. I just needed her to just accept and hold it in her hand for a few moment.

"And what is this?" She took the box from me and I felt and little relived as I thought she wouldn't of even taken it out of my hand. Now let's see how great my acting is and how much she going to buy this from me.

"An offering, from me. I know we have no reason to like each other, but I want to honour what Elijah has built. My child will be brought up here, and I would like him to live in harmony." She stood there not looking over convince maybe my acting capability don't seem to be working. "Like I said, I know you have no reason to accept this from me considering how things have been. Nik spoke of how a long time ago, you were cheated out of life we have something in common. And so I'm asking you if we can please just have peace." Genevieve opens the gift to find an antique hair comb. "Nik said you were from this era. And I thought with your red hair..." I watched as Genevieve was touched by the hair comb I had given her. I watch as she held it in hand I counted to ten in my head as she did because my father said the longer she had it in her hand the longer her magic would be disabled.

"I had one just like this." She spoke as she held it in her hand then looked at me "Thank you Star for the beautiful gift, and I think we can have harmony in the future" I smiled at her as she continued to admire the gift in her hand with a huge smile. Engage people with what they expect; it is what they are able to discern and confirms their projections. It settles them into predictable patterns of response, occupying their minds while you wait for the extraordinary moment that which they cannot anticipate.

Klaus P.O.V

It seem that Genevieve was a little scheming to get my mother spell book at whatever cost. Those witches from that coven would do anything to attain that book. All of my mother's dirty secrets to be given to the witches of New Orleans I do not think so. Did she honestly think I was just going to willingly hand it over? That her bedroom performance had clouded my judgment women like Genevieve are like a dime of a dozen. Nothing really special to hold on to and easily replaced. I knew that she wouldn't back down either something told me that she was pretty desperate to get hold of that book. They do always say go with your gut as everyone had left for this festival I stay behind leaving my mother grimoire out unattended. Just waiting for one of Genevieve little minion to come along. Oh and he came to try and steal it and I gave him the suitable punishment for stealing. Some countries such as the Middle East still carry this action out for stealing.

Once I was done I left to attend this so called festival well I wouldn't call it that because one out of the three harvest girls was being singled out. I wonder who bright idea this was well it didn't a genius to figure it all out. So I thought I'll do something a little unorthodox that may turn a few head. That was something I always like to do meaning doing the unexpected. With Genevieve actions from earlier and how she was refusing to help with this hex. She will have a few surprised coming her way and this was going to be the first of them.

I watched from the balcony the line to give offerings to the Harvest girls continue Davina has still not received any gifts. I see that Monique sends Davina smug smiles every time she gets a new gift. Davina looked like she was near tears, runs away. This was cruel and unkind what they were doing to her as this poor girl didn't deserve all this not after everything that had happened to her. I walked down the stair and I see Star I stopped in my tracks as I was taken back by her beauty. I shook my head as I needed to focus on what I was about to do. I saw that Josh was about to lead Davina away.

"Joshua." I smiled as I intercepted the both of them "What a fortunate coincidence, finding you here. We have unfinished business." Josh was one of the people who tried to defy me when Marcel and his minion tried to take me down.

"You need to leave here. Right now." Davina spoke to me aggressively as if she could actually cause me so form of harm like she once could.

"Now, to be fair, love, you're not quite as powerful as you once were, are you? You're in no position to give orders." I vamp-sped over to Josh and grabbed him by the neck "Come along, lad." Josh held fear in his eye as he thought that his life was soon coming to an end but I had something else planned for him.

"Hey, can we talk about this?" He asked as I brought him back into the main room where the party was being held. I could hear Davina following us into the main room of the party which was exactly what I wanted.

"Josh!" Davina called out while I still held onto to him tightly. I stood on the grand stair case the room as Davina and Josh stood there looking a little worried.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention, please." I called out and the room went silence once again one lady capture my eyes that was Star. She stood there with a worried as I had Davina and Josh "We are gathered here today to pay homage to our beloved witches, but one very special witch has been utterly ignored. That seems a little unfair to me." I handed her a small box as my offering to her but I knew she would reject it.

"No. I don't want your gift." Davina spoke firmly while glaring at me. She had every right to be angry towards me after what I had done to her. Today it wasn't about all that today it was about showing peace and also to rile up a few witches. As what I'm about to give Davina most of them will be out stounded by it.

"I understand why you would reject me, given our past. In truth, many of us here today have been wronged in the conflict which my brother's treaty ended." My eyes advert over to Star who had Damon on one side of her and the other Stefan. I was a little taken back to see Stefan I thought he would never leave Mystic Falls and his dear Elena. "Your friend Josh was involved in a plot to kill me. It would be well within my right to execute him here and now. But, in the spirit of solidarity, and for your favour, Davina, I hereby pardon him." I turned to Josh who stood there frighten to death "Josh from this day forward, you have nothing to fear from me." I turned back to Davina hold out the small box to her "Please." I handed Davina the box and left the both of them.

I walked over to the bar and got myself a drink I think it was well needed after my little display. I looked across the room as Star still stood there with Damon and Stefan. Damon didn't seem best pleased with his brother I notice as there seemed some kind of tension, of course Star in the middle trying the calm them both down they typical scene. I watched Stefan walked over he seemed a little frustrated who wouldn't with having a brother like Damon. He approached the bar and order a drink and I looked at him.

"Finally left Mystic Falls, and came to New Orleans to be my wingman?" Stefan turn to me with unamused look upon his face then a smirk appeared.

"Klaus the arrogant imbecile as I suspected. Still having daddy issue I see." Stefan spoke smugly which did not pleased me. He began to chuckle darkly which wasn't very Stefan like what the bloody hell was wrong with him had he gone all ripper again? "Ooh, your thoughts are churning. It's like a spool of pink taffy. It's very messy but very fun to watch." He spoke with amusement I was about to grab him when something was stopping I psychically couldn't move. "You do have quite the temper." He still held that stupid smirk upon his face. "So Stefan was your wingman who would have thought that he knew how to have fun." He turned to the bar and took a sip of his drink. I sense this wasn't Stefan but it sure as hell looked like him.

"Who the hell are you? What are you Stefan bloody twin or something?" I spoke with frustration still trying to move but wasn't able to.

"Well we are practically family Niklaus you are, or were married to my daughter who carries your child." He look at me with a huge grin on his face. Was he trying to tell me that he was Star father? "No need to call me dad. Silas would do just fine." No this couldn't be him? Star hardly spoke of her father let alone tell me that he looks identical to Stefan. "Oh, we're not twins. See, when I became truly immortal nature retaliated by creating a version of me that was killable. It's called a shadow self." So Stefan was his doppelgänger who would of know that he was one of those.

"I can assure you the word dad will not be passing my lips." I spoke to him sharply then I watched as he picked up a knife and called over the bartender. I watched as he slit her wrist and let her blood pour into the glass.

"Cheers." He raised his glass and drank the blood. I was a little baffled by all this because I knew he had risen but nothing else had been spoken of. I do not recall any conversations with Star about her father that he was a vampire. Why hadn't she told me that? "Uh, please Klaus I came first. Vampires are nothing more than a disgusting perversion of me. I'm un-killable, I'm immortal and I'm psychic, and to function I need human blood. But don't ever think of me as a vampire." Once again I was taken back he obviously could read my thought which meant I need to be careful. "So I hear you disowned my daughter due to some sordid secrete that your sibling kept from you." He spoke a little disinterest as he looked over at Star who was giggling as she spoke to Davina and Josh "She is pure of heart like my Amara." He leans in to my ear. "That would be her mother the creation of the Petrova doppelgänger." He finished the rest of his drink and slammed the glass on the bar. "You hurt my daughter. Do anything to upset from this moment on. I will destroy you Klaus." He pats my shoulder "Enjoy your evening." He walked away approaching Star. I felt like I could move now I demanded for a large scotch as I need it after what happened. So my ex-wife is the daughter of the immortal Silas she was a woman fill of secrets.

Star P.O.V

It seemed that my father plan worked like a charm along with my excellent acting skills Genevieve bought my whole peace speech. Once I went to see my father and asked him how long it will take for it to take effect. Well from what he told me it would have taken affect pretty much as soon as she held it. He asked me how long did she hold it in her hand I told him pretty much the whole conversation and even when I walked away. All I saw was my father grinning which meant this was working out perfectly. I was about to speak when I heard Nik ask everyone for their attention. No doubt he was going to say some speech about his new fling.

Then as I turned I saw that he had Davina and Josh and instantly my heart began to accelerate. I knew that Nik was still out for Josh blood for leading him to what was meant to be a take down. Well it didn't go down like that he actually pardon Josh and gave Davina an offering. Which totally surprised me as he was going against what his little ferret had planned. It was apparently a peace offer and I couldn't help but smile as Nik was trying to make some kind of amends with her. I know she would never forgive him but I was proud of Nik for trying to correct his mistake.

Once he walked away I went over to Davina who stood there looking speechless as she held this small ring box. Nik had given her the spell to make daylight rings accompanied with it was an actual daylight ring. Davina was unsure about all this that she was going to back to him. After a lot of persuading she agreed to keep it and she gave the ring to Josh. I told them both to leave and go and celebrate have fun like kids there age are meant to. As they walked away I was about to approach to where Damon was drinking himself to an oblivion. When suddenly Nik was in front of me frightening the life out of me.

"Really Nik?" I held my hand over my heart as I tried to control my breathing. He stood there with an unusual expression not the one that I had been seeing recently.

"I didn't expect the daughter of Silas to be so frighten." He spoke a little smugly while smiling. I knew my father couldn't stay away and I hope he hadn't cause further trouble. "You're looking radiant on this fine evening." I looked at him for a long moment trying to figure out what he was playing at.

"A compliment Nik. You must be drunk." I tried to walk away as I didn't need him to be playing with my emotions right now. "Can you please move I'm not in the mood for you'e—" Nik cut me off in mid-sentence.

"-You know, you've come a long way Star from the timed young lady I met all those years ago. I knew you were tough never thought of you as cunning, but I always knew you were a queen." I stood there utterly stunned with his act of kindness. I was about to speak when a large group of drummers marches into the party I looked to Nik who held a confused expression that matched mine.

"Happy Fête des Bénédictions. We have a message for all of you from Marcel Gerard." Everyone began to frowns and starts whispering to each other. All of the drummers take out straight razors and slice their wrists open, bleeding all over the floor. The vampires in the room start to get antsy and vamp-out at the smell of blood. What the hell was Marcel playing at? Why would he do something like this?

"Control yourselves. This is a vulgar trick." Elijah shouts to the vampire that were turning "We do not violate our agreement." Then lights suddenly go out the room filled with mayhem. People running and scream someone knocked me over making me hit my head hard on the ground. I felt people stepping over me and the screams I didn't want to move. I just stay there frozen holding on to my baby bump in fear that one of the vampire may attack me. The lights switch back on and I turned to see that there are dozens of dead and injured humans lying on the ground. On the walls, someone has written THERE WILL BE NO PEACE on the wall.

"Star..." I heard someone call out and when I looked to see who it was I was surprised by their concern as it was Nik. He came rushing over "Are you okay? Did anyone harm you?" He spoke with concern but there was anger lingering in his ton. I touched my head as I felt something wet as I looked at my hand there was blood. "I'm going to kill Marcel." Nik spoke in fury I tried to sit up and he help me "Easy now, you've had a knock to the head. I'm going to bring you to the ER." I still felt a little dazed and none of this felt real to me right now. I looked at him I just felt confused.

"I'm fine…" I tried to get up and he helped me to my feet still with that worried look. "I just need to go home. I can make my own—"I tried to take a step forward when my legs gave away and Nik caught me.

"I think you're in no fit state to be walking. Let me take you home." I couldn't even protest as I knew I couldn't get home on my own. With this chaos I didn't even know where my father and Damon were so if Nik was having a moment of weakness then I'm not going argue right now.

Klaus P.O.V

I was enraged with Marcel stunt at the party the way he cause a massacre I know it was something out of my book of tricks. The point of why I was so angry was the fact that Star had gotten hurt. Yes I still didn't want anything to do with her because of her betrayal. The moment I saw her hurt and injured I couldn't just leave her there like that. I know I'm known as the heartless monster but she was carrying my child and if something happened to my son hell would be paid. Star was dazed and I wanted to bring her to the ER but as stubborn as always she wanted to go home stating she was fine. There was one of our typical heated debate and like each one we have had in past Star won this one.

As went entered she went straight into the kitchen and I followed her I watched as she went into fridge then poured herself some blood. I was about to question her about it when she told me it was something the baby needed. I didn't know if I should feel alarmed about this, but I notice once she drank it she looked a lot better. Once again there was another protest as I told her she need to rest regardless that she said she felt better now after having that. For the first time I won this battle and made sure she got into bed for the first time it wasn't awkward. Like it had been over the week's maybe seeing her helpless and venerable pulled on my heart.

I left her room and went into my study to get my little present for Genevieve which I'm sure she was going to love. A part of me wanted to stay to make sure that Star was going to be okay then that other part of me took over and I left. I made my way to the house where Genevieve and the harvest girls were staying. As I entered the green house she had her back to me now this was the part of this evening I was going to enjoy thoroughly.

"You left without my offering." I spoke calmly as she turned to face me. She didn't see best pleased maybe it's because her little party got ruined. I think before I murder Marcel I will thank him for that.

"Your vampires ruined my party." She spoke bitterly towards me and I knew I had to keep up this charade with her right now.

"Oh, they're not my vampires anymore, love. Although, Marcel certainly took a page out of my book for dramatic effect." That he did but the consequence of his action nearly caused something to happen to Star and my child. I could see that Genevieve was upset that I had given Davina a gift messing up what little plot she had in teaching her some kind of lesson. "Look, I owed Davina some consolation because I killed her first love. I do try to make up for my wrong-doings. As with our little quarrel earlier. So, here." I handed her gift that I had made especially for her. "I picked it out earlier tonight. A friend of yours gave me a hand." He really was helpful in aiding with this fabulous item I'm about to give her.

"And what friend was that?" She spoke with utter confusion like she didn't know he little witch friend spilled everything about her little plan.

''Well, open it. See for yourself." I watched as she opens the box to find the witch's severed hands resting inside "Did you really think I would leave my mother's grimoire unprotected?'' I kept my tone indifferent as I didn't want to let out my rage about all this yet.

"A century ago, I dreamed of what it would be like to know you. Now I'm glad I didn't. I might have been naive enough to fall for you, or fear you, but I learned a lot in death. And trust me, Klaus Mikaelson-It's you who should be afraid of me." She spoke all vengefully in her voice. Did she actually think that I was afraid of her? A witch who by right should be six feet under no far from afraid I pity her more than anything.

"Pity. I will miss the sex." I smiled at her wildly while her expression hardens. She didn't like the fact that I admitted my only intention were to only bed her.

"Cami showed up tonight asking me to reconsider in helping. I gave her hope that I would lift Kieran's hex, but there is no hope. Or if there was, there isn't now." Hearing her use this hex on father Kieran as some kind of leverage was evil and manipulative as I spoke early. Witch are always clocking themselves in white but there evil lies beneath.

"If the priest dies, then believe me, you will follow swiftly after him." That wasn't a threat that was a promise as she should have been gone a long time ago. I allowed her to live and I will take her life if she does not help take this hex off. She began to laugh in my face which infuriated me.

"It would be foolish of you to kill me, a potential ally, in defence of some powerless human who is, by the way, sleeping with your enemy Marcel." I stood there speechless as she spoke of Cami sleeping with Marcel. It wasn't that I had untoward feeling for her but her knowing what he had done to me how he plotted and schemed. She beds him? I thought I could call her a friend. I'm truly blinded when it comes to women who look angelic.

After leaving the witches home I walked the street for a little while to gather my thought. As of right now I was not in sane mind and I knew I would do something stupid. I reflected on everything that had been happening over the weeks. When I try to do good I get it thrown in my face? I try and help Cami and father Kieran because I thought it was wrong. Also the fact that Cami had been a good friend and listen to me after everything that happened. I felt like a fool when I thought about how much of a fool I was I began to reflect on Star. She deserved not to have me in her life because of this huge secret she kept from me. A betrayal from two people of loved and cared about and she had so many opportunity to tell me but didn't.

That hurt more than anything because I thought what Star and I shared was something special. Well I was a fool about that too and I needed to face facts that things will never be how they once were. I made my way home and as I entered the study I see Elijah standing waiting for my return. I notice that his hands bloody looks like his seek some vengeance.

"If the definition of insanity is doing the same thing repeatedly and expecting different results, then surely my quest for your salvation ranks me as one of the maddest of men." I had no idea of what he was talking about but I'm sure Elijah was going to spill. I'm used to be claimed to be the bad guy seems the only role that suits me these days.

"Come on, then. What horrible deed has the bastard done this time?" I raised my voice at him as tonight was not the night to get on my bad side. There had been far too much going on from Star to Genevieve now Cami. I do not need Elijah to throw whatever accusations my way.

"Do you know, in the past, I actually appreciated the methods to your manipulations? However, now, here we are, poised on the brink of a new era which will benefit not only your home but your children and you go behind my back to conspire with wolves." Well it appeared that the little wolf had opened her mouth and confessed to Elijah. She wants to act big and brave being the queen of her pack her weakness was Elijah. I should of known that she couldn't keep her mouth shut of course Hayley assured me it would be kept amongst us. Another woman who had gotten under my skin tonight I would be better off if I got rid of the lot of them.

"Conspire is hardly the word I would use for a family council. Lest you forget, Elijah, they are my family as much as any Mikaelson. A name, in truth, I cannot even call my own." I spoke the truth I was not a Mikaelson Mikael had told me that far too many times. I was the bastard child to unknown man who I didn't even know his name. All I wanted to do was help the wolves but once again in doing some form of good I'm always the villain.

"How casually you disavow 1,000 years of allegiance towards you." Elijah seemed offended by my comment but I thought he would be happy that I'm embracing that part of my family.

"And now that I've found the remnants of my other family, am I to ignore their plight? I would've thought you'd support my desire to help them, when in doing so I help Star, Hayley, and the children." I wanted my children to know of their heritage to not be the dark like I have been for the last thousand years. Whether it was my own ignorance or the fact I didn't know. I didn't want that fate for my children.

"Do not question my allegiance towards those children." He began to approach me with that look in his eyes the look that stated otherwise. I knew exactly why he was doing this Elijah was too afraid to say it out loud.

"Oh, and I suppose your affection for Hayley has nothing to do with your tireless dedication" I snapped back at him and I see that the mere mention of Hayley enraged him further.

"I have denied every single impulse I have ever had for that woman. Out of some misbegotten respect for intentions that you don't even have." I didn't like his tone or the fact how he spoke about the one night stand. I will not have him talking to me in such a manner.

"I'm warning you—" I began to say but Elijah stopped me in mid-sentence.

"I'm warning you. I've forgiven you. I have stood by you. I've forsaken every single one of my desires in the name of your ridiculous redemption. No more. If I want something I'll take it. And nothing. Nothing will stand in my way." Elijah spoke firmly before leaving. There was anger welled inside me, with nowhere to go. I could feel it eating away at me. I knew if i didn't find a way to release it, it would destroy me this is what happens when you are too much.

Silas P.O.V

From the moment that I found out the consequence of making my only daughter dreams come true I felt an aching in my heart that wouldn't leave. My beautiful Ophelia had a fate coming to her that I had placed and no matter how hard I searched. No matter what books and spells I looked up there was nothing to save from what to happen. When I received her call asking me to come to New Orleans I knew there was something wrong. It's something that happens when you're a parent you sense when your child distressed. So I instantly made my way from Italy to New Orleans. When seeing Ophelia I didn't expect her to be so full of life. Was this the calm before the storm because as much as she didn't believe in what was written I still had this terrible feeling.

As I sat down with her she began to finally open up to me about what had been happening here. To say I was angry was not the word I would use. I wanted to go and create mass murder starting with Niklaus Mikaelson but of course my beloved daughter pulled on my heart strings. The greatest that I as a father can do for my child is to respect the woman that gave birth to his child. Which I did with my beautiful Amara I will love her until my last breath. It is because of her that I have the greatest treasures in my life. Niklaus may have moved on, but my child has not. If he can't be her soulmate, then at least be thoughtful. Whom your children love should always be someone that you acknowledge with kindness. Your children notice everything and will follow your example. So I would not harm him in respect of my daughter and that was a blessing for him that she still loved him.

So I keep to my word and I filled Ophelia on what we will do to teach this witch a lesson she will never forget. So I have Ophelia an item that I knew someone of this Genevieve era would fall in love with. It was a hair comb the type the ladies in her era would of worn but this was a special one it what you call a curse object. Something we travellers have used on witches over the centuries as we are natural enemies. What it will do is disable the witch powers how long will depend on the length of time it is held in her hand. Of course my sweet daughter was concern that she wouldn't accept the gift but I knew otherwise. As I suspected at this ridiculous party that was filled with every vial creature known to this earth.

I was introduce to Klaus older brother Elijah of course he thought I was Stefan which was an eye roller. I knew I had to be polite as Ophelia would only get upset if I wasn't. I explained to him that I'm here to support my daughter, and that my grandson would be here soon and I'm visiting. He was sceptical at first who could blame him with a brother like Klaus. Elijah actually was bearable I could see that my Ophelia meant a lot to him. I could see the same with Damon but he and I just wouldn't never see eye to eye. Ophelia returned and told me that she accepted the gift and that she held it in her hand for a lengthy time. Which worked to my advantage perfectly right now. All I need to do was wait until the right moment.

As I wanted to kill some time I saw across the room the man who had been mistreating my Ophelia. Well we had a few words and I must say it was rather entertaining going through his mind. Niklaus Mikaelson maybe this immortal hybrid. Beneath all that he was a very confused man who still held love for my daughter. The thing is I would not allow him to hurt any more than he had already. After that long overdue talk I went to check on Ophelia she seemed happy and content so I decided to slip out. Get all juiced up for my little fun time with the witch that had cause my daughter pain.

So I went to check out New Orleans see what the fuss was about in the process I consumed a few gallon of blood as this play time with the witch was going to be long. I made my way to the residence of where the witch live I could hear her talking in the back yard. I stopped to observe and as I did i could see that she was trying to cast some kind of spell. Kept asking the elders for their help.

"Do you think there ignoring you?" I smirked as I began to approach her she stood up and looked at me a little confused.

"This is private property. So leave." She spoke with frustration in her voice. I stood there as I read her thoughts as she was angry about Klaus using her which as no surprise. The fact she didn't understand why her magic was cut off.

"So frighten Genevieve." Her eyes widen as I spoke her name and I knew all of this was going to be entertaining and worth the wait. "Is your magic on the fritz?" I teased her as I picked up one of the roses on the side and smelled it.

"I have no idea of who you are, but I would like you to leave." She was trying to be all big and brave but was failing miserably at it. I hadn't had this much fun since…. Well I couldn't say when.

"How rude of me I should really make an introduction." I handed her the rose and she looked at it for a moment before taking it. "You know my daughter Ophelia." She stood there with dumb struck look upon her face. "How silly of me she known as Star these days. I'm her father Silas." I watched as horror filled her face as she finally realised who I was and began to back away.

"No that's impossible. You can't be here. You…." She began to speak but I didn't want to hear any more from her.

"Encased in a tomb to rot for all eternity due to my ex." I wish I could see Qetsiyah so I could make her pay for what she did to Ophelia and Amara I would love to rip out her heart. "Well it seems the witches haven't been inundated with the good new?" I smiled at her as she kept backing away from me going to the other side of the table. Like a table was really going to stop me getting her. I thought Klaus mind was interesting this one keep blabbing to her elders and she not understood that she been cut off. "Genevieve anyone would think that you are frighten." She kept trying to mutter spells under breath but of course they didn't work because of yours truly. "I would stop with the spells they really aren't going to work." She shook her head and still carried on it was so pathetic

"What do you want from me? Star and I have settle our differences." How naive she thought that because Star fake performance everything was okay now. No way in hell she going to see what happens when you harm the daughter and grandchild of Silas.

"My daughter so pure of heart, she gets that from her mother." I pushed the table out of the way and she kept moving back. "What do I want with you? Mhmm you oppose a good question—" She was enclosed in a corner now with nowhere to go which worked out perfect for me. "—See I know everything you and your coven have done to my daughter. I was willing to spill the streets of New Orleans with the blood of coven, but then I came up with something a little more imaginative." I flicked my hand and flames arose from my finger and the fear in Genevieve eyes amused me further. "How about we play a game. You play human and I play the witch." I used the magic that attained and threw her across the room smashing into one of the tables. As I walked over I could hear her groans and they won't be first to this night. "It's going to be a long night." I warned her then used my magic to throw her to the other side of the room hitting the wall as she dropped to the floor her blood smeared on the wall. Well looks like I broke a promise to Ophelia…. Oh well not like this witch didn't have it come. 2000 years of revenge I've been holding and this Genevieve will feel the waft of it all…. Oh what joy.

Star P.O.V

Since Nik demanded to rest after what happened all I've done it look at the white of the ceiling while the moon light bathed it. So much was going through my mind so many things from wanting to stay in this city after what happened. To my father being may cause a few issue. The one thing that played on my mind mostly was how Nik behaved after the attack. It felt like in those short moments I had my Nik back. The one who loved and cared for me not the one you hated me I just couldn't sleep no matter how hard I tried so I got out of bed.

I place my silk robe on and left my room heading to the kitchen I looked through the fridge and there wasn't anything I really wanted to eat actually I wasn't even hungry. I heard a noise in the living room and I went to see what it was as I walked in I see Nik sitting at the dining table with angry expression. Every part of me was saying go back to my room because he would snap at me, but my heart wouldn't allow me to walk away because I wouldn't rest well knowing that his like this. So I'm going to risk having my head bitten rather than running away like a coward.

"Nik…." I called out and I watched as his expression soften as soon as he saw me. Which was something I wasn't accustomed to these days.

"Star, you should be asleep you need your rest." He spoke a little sharply but I'm going to choose to ignore it as I know something is bothering him deeply.

"I couldn't sleep, and it looks like you can't either. Are you okay?" I asked as I began to approach the dining table where he was sitting. Then there it was again that look of hatred for me I was a fool for being concern. "I don't know why I bother." I turned to walk away and suddenly he was in front of me. "Can you stop doing that to me?!" I raised my voice to him as that was the second time tonight he had frighten me with his sudden appearance.

"There something I want to show you. Come with me." He spoke to me calmly. I was getting whiplash with his constant mood swings, but I choose to follow him and as I did he led me into what was once our room. He walked over to the easel that was covered with a sheet and removed it. Revealing a stunning painting of New Orleans at night with its skyline with a beautiful full moon. "I painted this for our son nursery. The skyline of New Orleans—" I knew what the painting meant as I used to read his art work so well so I stopped him in mid-sentence.

"—And the full moon to remind that he had that werewolf side of him." That was the true meaning to this stunning art work he had done. "It's beautiful." I spoke as I continued to admire it and I could see all the detail and effort that Nik had put into it. It must have took him day's maybe weeks to create this.

"You always knew how to interrupt my art." He spoke softly and I turned to him and I notice that he was looking at me intense. I just didn't know how to take Nik these days he was like a yoyo.

"Well once upon a time I thought I knew how to read you…These days I'm clueless." Which I was and I spoke the truth I didn't know how to read him. He came a little closer to me and stood inches away I didn't feel frighten but more confused with what he was doing.

"When you look at me now what do you read?" I looked at him and I could see my Nik the one who would look at me with adoration. The one who loved me unconditionally I don't know what happened tonight if what happened at the party made him see sense, or that his just emotional, but I could see the man I love once again.

"Disappointment, anger, betrayal all the things you didn't think of me before." I spoke words of lies because it was better to lie than tell him what I was seeing. If Nik had forgiven me or wanted to savage what we had he needed to speak the words. They shouldn't be coming from me. Nik expression didn't change but I saw his eyes were filled with sorrow. "It's getting late." I gave him a small smiled before leaving. It takes a man to forgive the one they love for betraying them. Any one knows men and women think differently at times, but the biggest difference is this. Men forget, but never forgive; women forgive, but never forget.