"Are you positive that Vincent is in Algiers and not in the Quarter? I may have to stop for gas" Violet asked glancing at the gas gage in the car. She had been driving for twenty minutes and taking back roads to make sure their tracks were covered.
"He should be, he's got this thing with some girl but I can call around for someone to find him" Marcel said taking out his phone from his jacket. He pressed a few names and texted them rather than calling. "Where'd you get this car anyway? I didn't even know you'd drive let alone a Mustang"
"It was a gift…I repainted from grey to red as if this is going to hide me in the French Quarter. Besides I wanted a Ferrari"
"A gift?" He looked over at her once he set his phone down. He raised an eyebrow waiting for her to answer but he already knew what she was going to say.
"What?" She said harshly glancing away from the road. "Yes, Klaus bought it for me in Covington, is that an issue?"
Marcel shook his head with a playful grin and looked out the window. He still couldn't wrap his head around Klaus and Violet, they didn't seem to fit. For years she nagged on and on about Klaus especially after the fire. She constantly blamed Klaus for turning her into a ripper but yet she was dating him. Violet went on and on about wolves and then turned around and dated Jake and now a hybrid. Marcel didn't understand Violet at times even though he knew everything about her.
She had pressed on the break hard which launched them both forward and Marcel snapped his head towards her. "I just realized I have no idea where I'm at…GPS me"
Violet blinked hard trying to figure out where she was yet had no clue. She cursed herself for taking the backroads. Marcel had looked around to figure it out. "Keep going straight then make a left…"
At the same time the former couple both grabbed the side of their necks and yelled in pain. They pulled their hands back to reveal a small cut with a trickle of blood sliding down. Violet had looked over at him and they realized what was going on. "I don't let anyone drive this car but you wanna drive?"
They had arrived in the Algiers almost a half hour later. They would have been there sooner but Violet constantly critiqued his driving and not to wreck her car. He parked it in an abandon parking lot and they stepped out at the same time. Marcel threw Violet the keys and she caught them as she was already walking.
"So where do you think Vincent is at?"
"I don't know, I'm assuming he's going to be in the church where the Algier witches were"
"You drag us out here bleeding to death and you don't even know where he is?" Violet turned around to look at him but continued walking.
Marcel shook his head and looked directly at her. "I don't want to fight or argue with you today Vi…Can we just make this a civil conversation and get this over and done with?"
He wiped his hand into his dark jeans trying to get the dried blood off of it. She just looked at him and turned back around to continue walking. "You know it couldn't kill you stay at my side instead of miles ahead of me" Marcel spoke.
"For what? Just because we are in Algiers you still want to look like a King right and I'm your Queen? Queens don't need Kings"
He jogged up to her and grabbed her arm not tight but not too loosely. "Look I get both of our attitudes have changed over the last three years but that doesn't mean I'm not going to fight for you. We need to stay together"
Violet smirked and pulled her arm out of his grip. "There's the Marcel I used to know"
They had arrived at the church a short while after and Violet tried pulling on the door but let go quickly due to her hand. For some reason the wound on their necks healed but the one on their hands didn't. Marcel had moved her aside and pulled as hard as he could on the door considering his strength but the door was sealed shut.
"You know I had this problem last time you sent me here…Let's try the window around back"
Before Marcel said anything Violet was gone in the blink of an eye. Luckily for them, the window was just glass and wasn't barred like the rest of them. Problem was it was a little high and she looked around for something to stand on. "You need to give me a boost"
"How do you expect me to get in there after I do that?" He asked looking between her and the window.
"I'll try the door I'm sure it will open from the inside. It's a shame that one vampire wasn't around who picked the lock…Besides, I'm a pro at climbing through windows. Call me a break in expert"
Marcel shook his head wondering how they got into that predicament. But she was at skill knowing the things she could do. She used to climb out of the Mikaelson home when she first turned to feed and was able to get in and out. She climbed into the compound a few times so Violet could easily add this on her list.
He helped her up to the window and she grabbed onto the rim as much as she could. Marcel kept one arm around her legs and one towards her waist just in case she decided to fall backwards. It looked as stupid as he felt and Vincent popped up from around the corner. "What are you guys doing?" They had both looked over at him at the same time.
"Now are you two done playing mission impossible?" Vincent asked finding it humorous what they were doing. The reason they couldn't get in was because he had put a spell on the chains while he was working on something. "Besides, what are you two doing here?"
Both of the vampires had held their hands up at the same time then looked at each other amused. "The witches or should I say your witches are up to something, they've got a spell on us" Marcel spoke.
He had let them come inside and the three of them were standing up front. He seemed confused on it but Violet didn't buy it. People easily act like they don't know anything yet they could give someone a life story. She had pointed down to a book Vincent had sitting out. "You've been practicing magic which is good because you need to fix this and figure out what the hell it is"
While Vincent got ingredients ready to perform a spell, the two stood there and didn't say anything. Things were still awkward from everything that had been going on. But once the witch returned they acted as if nothing was wrong. "Okay, so I need you to cut your hands from that same would and pour the blood into this bowl. I already have a good idea what it is but just to make sure…"
He handed Marcel the knife who then gave it to Violet. After slashing the deep wound on their hands, they let their blood flow into the bowl and Vincent immediately starting chanting making Violet impressed. She had always had liked him and there wasn't anything bad she could say about him.
"You've got to be joking…" He spoke once he was done and looked at them. "They linked you which was what I thought but now it's more complicated than that"
"What do you mean were linked?" Marcel glanced over at Violet.
"The link you both share is an injury spell; whatever happens to you happens to him and vice versa. But they took it one step further and linked your lives together" Once Vincent had said that he rubbed his jaw slowly. He had no idea that the witches were planning something against Marcel or actually both of them.
"Wait a minute…"Violet said looking at Marcel. "If I'm linked to you what the hell does that make me?" She had completely forgotten that he was a beast and she was a normal vampire.
"It makes you the first vampire that is truly immortal" Both vampires looked at Vincent. "No one knows how to kill Marcel considering that the white oak is gone. If you are tied to him as this says, you cannot be killed like a Mikaelson"
It took all three of them to comprehend the situation entirely. "So why would they want to make her unkillable?" Marcel questioned.
"I don't know…That's what I can't figure out. If the witches are holding something against the two of you I don't understand why they would make you the same unless…" He cut off taking another deep breath as he had done before.
"Unless what Vincent?" Violet now started to become worried.
"Unless they figured out a way to kill Marcel. Look, if they linked you two they know what they are doing. If they figured out how to kill you, they are using the two birds, one stone theory. They know that Violet would go after them so they eliminate you both at the same time"
Violet turned around shaking her head. She pushed the hair out of her face not believing what she was hearing. There wasn't a peaceful day in New Orleans; she could never catch a break. But that was the bad part about being at Marcel's side and being an ex-girlfriend.
"Let me try something but I need to channel the both of you to get a clearer picture" Vincent held out both of his hands and Marcel grabbed on. Violet hesitated fighting back memories of the fire and walked over and grabbed Vincent's free hand. He closed his eyes concentrating until she broke the moment. She walked around in a circle.
"Do you hear that?" She asked looking towards the main entrance. Marcel followed her gaze.
"I didn't hear anything" He said but Vincent began talking before he could actually concentrate.
"Vampires…" He said as they both looked at him. "They made an alliance with vampires to get rid of you both and the Mikaelson's. Klaus, Elijah, Rebekah, all of them. I got to hand it to you what you did to piss the witches off Marcel, they are out for blood"
"You need to break the link" She spoke looking away from the door.
"I can't do that, I'm not that powerful to break something like that"
Marcel gritted his teeth and moved over to Vincent getting right in his face. "You need to figure out something because we cannot be linked together. You do realize what that means or are helping the witches? It honestly wouldn't surprise me"
"I know what that means Marcel but I don't know what you expect me to do. That's a lot of power and I can't do that alone. You do realize that it was made with a group of witches, two linking spell on two vampires"
"Pointing the finger at him isn't going to solve anything. Can you at least break one of them? I don't know about you but if this injury spell stays then that means I'm going to stuck with you for the rest of my life" That was what concerned Violet greatly. If that wasn't broken she didn't have a choice but to stay in New Orleans at Marcel's side. She enjoyed her freedom but there was no way she was going to be tied down to the city or him.
"Look, I don't know about you Marcel but I don't want stuck to or with you. I'm not saying that we are a bad couple or anything but that means neither of us can leave, especially me. What would happen if I was in Covington and I got attacked? When I'm a ripper what are you going to do? You can't harm me as it's going to affect you" Violet looked away from him and to Vincent. "Please…You've got to do this for me. I can't be stuck here forever"
Vincent sighed again for the second time in a matter of five minutes and looked between them. "There's some stuff in the back and I can try but don't expect a miracle. I may be able to break the injury spell but your lives are going to be tied"
"How is this even possible? I mean I'm an enhanced vampire and she isn't. I can't be killed and now she apparently can't? Can she even be affected by werewolf poison?" Marcel asked but Vincent was already walking towards the back of the church.
He looked over at Violet who had the exact same expression on her face. What did that mean to the both of them? Their lives were about to change for the good or worse depending on how they saw the situation. And before they had more time to ask questions, Vincent had rushed them out saying that it would need a lot of concentration to do the spell. The vampires had walked outside but stopped in the middle of the street to talk.
"What are we going to do if he doesn't break the link?" She asked turning around to face him.
"I don't know but you're not leaving my side if it doesn't break"
That was the one thing about Violet and Marcel. No matter the situation they were in, they vowed to protect each other through thick and thin. It could have been the fact that he saved her from dying or that she knew what loyalty meant. They could be at each other's throats but they would die fighting for one another. If that wasn't love, what is?
Violet ran a hand through her hair taking a deep breath. "I don't know why we just don't pack everything and move to Baton Rouge"
"Sh…" He said looking around and moving in front of her to look down an empty alleyway. "Did you hear that?" Violet thought she was going crazy before but now she didn't seem like it.
"What is it?" She said looking down the other end of the street. Someone had been walking in their direction and she narrowed her eyes trying to see who it was. "Uh, Marcel…"
Marcel had turned around to look but then turned back around when there were five people standing near him. More had started coming out until they were surrounded. "Who are you and what do you want?" She called out. Night had fallen and it looked like vampires were coming out of the woodwork. Violet backed up as the male didn't answer and she bumped into Marcel's back.
"Are you Violet Badeaux and Marcel Gerard?" A female had asked this time from Marcel's side. Violet shifted her eyes between them all and neither of them said a word. "The witches have been looking for you, actually we all have. Rumor is that you two are linked"
"Which means we are out for blood…"
"Who are you people?" Marcel questioned looking between both ways. He grabbed Violet's hand to pull her a little closer to him just in case any of them tried anything.
"Your worst nightmares. We are people who you both have wronged, you and your family" It seemed like all the vampires had something to say.
"Wait, I'm not a Mikaelson so please correct it to his family" Violet said and Marcel had glared over at her. She never was actually part of the family; well she didn't see it that way.
"You're dating the hybrid which means you are in the family. We eliminate all of you and New Orleans will be free reign to anyone who wants it which is counting me. So the witches have struck a deal with us all and we can destroy you right here and now"
Neither Marcel or Violet said anything as they just kept watching the vampires. There had to be at least fifteen of them and even with him being a beast, it still didn't look good. They both could fight and they would fight until their last breath. Problem was Vincent needed to break the injury link before anything else.
"I take right, you take left?" Violet quietly said slipping off her jacket.
"You can't even get rid of me; none of you know how but by all means go ahead and try"
A few of the vampires smirked at Marcel's words and all started inching closer. The King and Queen stood on guarded and attacked the vampires the best they could but wounds were wounds and deaths were deaths.
