No One's POV

"I don't-" Alexis scrunches up her nose a little. "Understand… We're having a- party?"

"Yes, I have been in discussion with Vincent Griffith, the Regent. We believe that it is the best course of action to draw out the Hollow and any of her followers." Elijah answers.

"Not here, right?" Alexis worries, hands coming together and fiddling with her sweatshirt corner.

"Of course not, Elskan." Elijah shakes his head. "In the Quarter. Everything is taken care of. There is nothing you need to worry about."

"All that means for you, love, is that you need to dust off your fancy dress, because we're going to take you dancing." Niklaus prowls up to his mate, eyes darkening at the thought as he swings her around in his arms, swooping her back dramatically.

"Nik!" Alexis giggles loudly, her hands catching instinctively around his neck, leaning up to kiss him.

"Hmm?" Niklaus hums back, leaning into the kiss.

The party was in full swing later that evening; though it was partially a ruse to draw the Hollow's followers in towards the heart of the Quarter, was also as a celebration of the peace between the factions, humans, the witches, vampires, wolves, and even the hybrids (considered a new factions since Niklaus had turned so many of them).

It had been all too convenient timing, and the Originals and their allies such as the Gemini Coven, even Vincent, couldn't help but be suspicious of it all; that the Hollow chose now to rise up.

"There are my two beautiful loves." Finn smiles, walking up to Alexis, Abigail standing by her mother's side (a bit shy with all the commotion, she was much like her father in that sense, reserved), holding onto Alexis' hand tightly, partially hiding behind Alexis' sweeping dress.

"Hello Finn." Alexis smiles, turning to the eldest Original.

"Would you join me for a dance?" Finn holds his hand out for both his daughter and mate.

"What do you think, Abby? Should we dance with daddy?" Alexis looks to her daughter.

"Yes!" Abigail nods eagerly, arms lifting up for her father.

"Okay, let's dance with daddy." Alexis smiles, laughing a little and taking Finn's hand, allowing Finn to sweep her onto the dance floor, Finn hoisting his eldest daughter onto his hip, Abigail clinging to his neck tightly as he somewhat awkwardly balances her while dancing with Alexis, swaying them back and forth under the lights.

Elsewhere in the large ballroom and its attached open courtyard, several of the Hollow's followers, including the Hollow's High Priest, remove themselves from the party-goers, making their way towards the adjoined private rooms.

"I've been informed by one of your esteemed hosts that you've requested a private audience." Dominic states a bit pretentiously, carrying himself over confidently and aloof, his 5' 11" stature radiating smugness and arrogance.

"Private, yes. Yet you brought these two fascinating Neanderthals." Elijah deadpans, gaze landing on two others flanking Dominic.

"I could say the same for you, Elijah Mikaelson." Dominic points out, gaze looking to Vincent.

"Very well. It is as it is." Elijah brushes off. "Now, to business. Shall we?"

"I am but a humble servant, a mouthpiece, speaker, and hand for the Great Inadu." Dominic offers. "What information do you seek?"

"Tell us what does the Hollow want." Elijah asks evenly.

"The Hollow has killed children of the covens. Why?" Vincent asks. "What use is that? How do you justify that?"

"The children are just the beginning. The Great Inadu seeks a much higher purpose, you of all people, Vincent Griffith, should realize this. After all, your wife, Eva Sinclair, saw the greater purpose, the greater vision. Inadu can bring about this vision for us all." Dominic answers, his voice almost a feverish desperation of a follower that was so caught up in cult-worship that he would not know right from wrong, nor left from right and up or down.

"How dare you bring-" Vincent steps forward threateningly, his hand rising up as if to cast a spell.

"I speak nothing but truth, Vincent Griffith." Dominic speaks almost serenely, hands clasped together in front of him like a monk praying, it was almost offensive to Vincent. "But you would refuse to see it. The Great Inadu is coming. And she will come for you first, Vincent. You are a traitor. And then she will come for those with the most power, real power. That which comes from powerful sacrifices, deep and ancient. Only then will she be satisfied and be able to bring about change and the vision she hopes to create."

"I have heard enough of this." Elijah cuts in, now the one to step forward, eyes flashing dark and dangerously; in another moment Elijah's hand thrust deep into Dominic's heart cavity, gripping the Hollow's High Priest's heart. "Now listen very closely, I'll be the very devil himself… But make no mistake, I will violate everything sacred under the sun in the name of protecting my family, my mate, and my children." At that, Elijah rips Dominic's heart out, leaving blood dripping down his forearms and onto the floor, pooling onto the marble.

"Tell the Hollow New Orleans belongs to the Mikaelsons."