Disclaimer: I don't own the vampire diaries I only own my OCs, Sasha and Ake.
Chapter 18: The Lion's Opportunity
June 15, 2010
"Marcel, how long are you going to let this go on?" Father Kieran asked worriedly, "Klaus has basically taken over the entire city with his hybrid army and he's only been here a little less than three weeks!"
"We can't allow these abominations to just roam our streets!" Sabine scowled with her arms crossed, "And Klaus is a monster!"
Marcel looked at the leader of the faction to the witch elder and he sighed, "When both of you two requested a meeting with me I should of known this was about the Klaus and his hybrids."
"The faction hasn't taken action yet because I believed you when you warned me that Klaus Mikaelson was not someone to cross but it's getting out of hand! These hybrids have terrible control and had killed an unforgivable amount of humans!" Kieran exclaimed.
"Kieran, I understand your concerns trust me but he's not going to stay here. Klaus never stays in one place long." Marcel assured.
Sabine scoffed, "He lived in New Orleans for two hundred years before; is that a short amount of time to you?!"
"He's not staying here." Marcel repeated firmly.
"I think you just don't want to admit to yourself that you are no longer the so called king of the city. Face it Marcel, you've lost your crown." Sabine stated dispassionately.
Marcel scowled at her and said, "Careful witch, those are fighting words."
"It's the blatant truth." Sabine retorted with her hands on her hips.
"I am still the King," Marcel defended, "My men still follow me loyally and I run this city. Klaus is much too focused on his damned hybrids to do so."
"If you're running the city than why are some of my people dead?" Kieran challenged, "I'm sorry Marcel my trust in you is now damaged and if you don't do something about everything then I'll have to do something drastic."
"The witches would help you." Sabine told the priest, "Although that golden girl would fully your problem."
"What?" Kieran asked confused, "Why, is she so dangerous?"
"She has a being backing her that witches just do not cross unless you want to damn yourself." Sabine answered vaguely with a grave expression.
"The humans and the witches are not going to be making any moves," Marcel stated severely as he raised his head determinedly, "You two want me to handle this? Fine I will I'm the one who knows Klaus best after all."
"If Klaus isn't gone in the next few days, we will do something." Kieran swore as Sabine nodded in agreement.
"They'll all be gone in three days, tops." Marcel promises.
"Diego, what have you managed to find out?" Marcel asked one of his most trusted men as they sat at the bar at Rousseau's.
"I've been subtly following Sasha like you asked," Diego informed him, "I think I discovered something interesting."
"Tell me." Marcel urged.
"Every once in a while I notice that Sasha visits this moving truck that parked over in the bayou and they're always hybrids guarding this truck. Whatever is inside must be important." Diego explained.
"That is interesting...but getting into that truck without Klaus's finding out is going to be difficult..." Marcel sighed frustrated.
Just then Klaus comes into the bar with Sasha following behind him. They head in his direction so Marcel waves Diego off and says, "Hey you two, how are the hybrids doing?"
"Hi, Marcel!" Sasha smiles, "They're doing great!"
Marcel doesn't get how she's so dangerous that no witch likes being around her. He knows it has something to do with that angelic being that apparently speaks to her but from he'd seen Sasha is relatively nonthreatening. He just smiles back at her.
"Marcel, we're going on a trip tomorrow and may be gone a few days so you wouldn't mind keeping a eye on the hybrids while I'm gone, would you?" Klaus asked him with a raised eyebrow.
"You're leaving them all?" Marcel asked in slight disbelief and frustration.
"Well..." Klaus starts and looks at Sasha, "We may bring one or two."
"That's fine!" Sasha agrees, "We can take Jackson, I like him."
"Or Aiden." Klaus suggests quickly.
"No he needs to stay here for his brother," Sasha disagrees, "We'll bring Jackson."
"Mindy would be best as she is the most controlled." Klaus tries.
"Exactly why she needs to be here to hold down the fort so to speak." Sasha retorts.
"...Fine." Klaus agrees begrudgingly.
"Great!" Sasha responds with a smile.
Marcel looked at them both with amusement at their banter and at the fact Klaus let her convince him to take Jackson with them.
"Where are you guys going?" Marcel asks curiously.
"My college graduation." Sasha informs him.
Marcel raised an eyebrow, "Congratulations I didn't know you were in college, where did you go?" He asked.
"Whitmore College." Sasha shared.
Marcel nodded, "Ah they have a good occult class."
"How did you know that?" Sasha asks in surprise.
"One of my men went there in the eighties." Marcel recalled.
"Oh well unfortunately that professor passed away last year." Sasha told him.
"That a shame." Marcel stated respectfully.
"Sasha, we should probably get finished getting ready for the trip." Klaus advised.
"True." Sasha acknowledged.
"Marcel, you will look after my hybrids while I'm gone?" Klaus asked again.
"Yeah, of course." Marcel said.
"Thanks, mate." Klaus said and clasped him on the shoulder briefly before leaving the bar with Sasha.
"Well what perfect timing." Marcel murmurs to himself.
He could break into this moving truck while they were at the graduation in Virginia. Hopefully whatever was inside would be useful.
June 17, 2010
"They've left the city." Diego informed Marcel the moment Klaus, Sasha, and Jackson were gone.
"Alright guys, here's the game plan," Marcel said as he clapped his hands together, "you and Thierry will come with me and handle the guards at the truck and keep on eye outside for any wandering hybrids and deal with them if you have to but remember no killing and make sure they don't see your faces, while I'll go head inside the truck."
The men nodded in understanding at their orders and then Diego moved to show them just where the truck was located. The truck was actually parked on the outskirts of the bayou and there were a few hybrids moseying about. Marcel wondered if they even knew what they were guarding. He waited as his men engaged the guards and easily incapacitated them by sneaking up on them and snapping their necks then throwing their bodies in a nearby swamp. They'd be fine but most likely very annoyed but they wouldn't know who attacked them. Marcel didn't want Klaus to know they was ever here.
He moved to open the roll-up door then he head inside. His eyes widened when he found coffins inside...was this what he thought it was? He opened one and found Kol's daggered body laying inside. He closed the lid quickly as his mind spun upon what he's just stumbled upon.
He's found the daggered Mikaelsons.
Marcel crossed his arms and gazed at the coffins and he contemplated his options. He could pretend he was never here by leaving the coffins untouched or he could wake one of them up. He counted the coffins and his eyebrows furrowed when he counted five coffins. Klaus only had four siblings, Rebekah, Elijah, Kol, and Finn. Well technically he had six siblings but two of them died a thousand years ago and never became vampires.
So who was in the fifth coffin?
He opened them all and saw the siblings he expected although he'd never actually met Finn before but the fifth coffin wouldn't budge. No matter how hard he tried, it didn't open, the only explanation was that it was magically sealed. He debated calling a witch to open it but decided quickly that it was a bad idea. The witches shouldn't gain access to Klaus's siblings, who knows what they would do with them. Marcel still cared about Rebekah and he didn't want her to get killed by the vengeful witches. The others not so much but regardless he didn't want to face Klaus's wrath if he got the man's siblings killed.
He'd leave the fifth coffin alone and he'd awaken...he wasn't sure.
Definitely not Kol. Marcel didn't trust Kol at all, he was much too unpredictable and he never did what anyone wanted him to. He just cause more chaos for everyone and Marcel didn't want to deal with that.
Elijah would most likely be annoyed that he was daggered and would get even but in the end he would forgive his brother like he always did. So he'd only help Klaus which was not what Marcel needed.
Finn, the mysterious eldest Mikaelson. Marcel knew very little about the man. He apparently hated being a vampire and was a very dull mommy's boy according to Klaus. He's been daggered for nine hundred years, he figured that Finn would be kind of upset about that. Upset enough to try attacking his brother, perhaps? The only problem was that Marcel really had no idea how Finn would react. The only things he knows about him are second-hand accounts. He could be just as unpredictable as waking Kol!
Rebekah...his ex. Marcel grimaced at the thought of her reaction when she awakens to find out that he let her think he was dead and that he once again left her to be daggered but this time for ninety years. Never mind the fact that he didn't know she was daggered, she'd still be angry regardless. She'd be angry at Klaus too but he knows that she much like Elijah, would forgive him.
Marcel sighed and scratched at his head, he had no idea what to do.
"Boss." Thierry whispered urgently from outside the truck, "A lot of the hybrids are heading this way."
Marcel swore under his breath and decided screw it, he'd go with his gut. So he moved towards one of the coffins and ripped out the dagger and then proceeded the tuck it away in his jacket for later use, if need be.
He darted out the truck and his men followed him as they fled from the bayou, no one ever knowing they were there.
Marcel hoped he didn't come to regret his choice.