Hello loves!

First off, I want to say how sorry I am that I missed uploading yesterday and almost missed it again today. There's this big Sociology presentation at school and I've been in a group with these two boys for it, one of them left literally one lesson before the big thing and the other can't do it because his computer broke, leaving me to do all the freaking work on my own. So that's what I've been doing this weekend! Hopefully you can hear the sarcasm through the screen. Also, holy cow, I can't believe this story has reached one hundred freaking follows! I am so grateful, you have no idea how loud I practically screamed when I saw the new marker. Thank you all so much, you rock! Anyways, as usual, I own nothing but my OCs and any changes to the plot, hopefully you think this is a decent ending to season one.

Now let's get on with it!

~*•°•*~

Kol watched Davina with his head cocked to the side as he glanced over her. If he was being honest, he hadn't paid that much attention whenever Aria went off on a tangent about her family that apparently included Davina as her sister – that part he did manage to catch. But until that point, he didn't particularly understand the relationship between the two girls. Now he did. Davina was almost a mirrored image of Aria, similar both in physical appearance and personality, though Aria was undoubtable more powerful.

"You-" He held back a smirk at Davina's confusion, "You're Kol Mikaelson."

Kol smiled, "Pleasure to meet you, Davina."

Davina stared at him, eyes narrowed in confusion, "Why-why are you here? How are you here?"

Kol drew out a long, mocking sigh, "Well, when one finds out that he can no longer talk to his favourite connection in the living world despite the fact that everyone else can now apparently see him, he tries to figure out what is going on." He cocked his head to the side as his eyes narrowed dangerously, "And imagine my surprise when I found out that not only has my father has been tormenting you two, but that you seem to be hours away from resurrecting him."

Davina's gaze hardened, "And what if I was?"

"Then you would be making a momentously stupid mistake."

"He is the only one in history who has ever been able to drive Klaus away, and I need that to happen before he-" Her breath caught in her throat.

Kol furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Before Nik what?" His voice lowered urgently, "What have you done, Davina?"

Davina glanced over to Aria and Josh before ducking her head guiltily, "Klaus bit Josh." She mumbled, "He said he would heal him if I told him where Marcel was."

She could feel the dead vampire's glare almost burning into her skull, "And you told him?" Kol asked quietly.

Davina stayed quiet.

There was audible cursing from Kol's corner of the room as well as aggravated footsteps pacing around in what seemed like circles before he finally spoke again, "Right. I don't give a damn about Marcellus, but Aria will be destroyed if Nik kills him and he will. So, you and I are going to find a way to stop him before he destroys anyone else in New Orleans."

At that point, Davina looked upwards in confusion, "How?"

Kol stared at her, "By doing exactly what you planned. Raising my father."

Davina stumbled after Kol as he walked out of the Lycée and through the graveyard before heading into the streets of the Quarter, passing building after building as well as person after person, all of which could apparently see Kol, "I'm sorry, raise Mikael?" She echoed, "As in the very thing you just called me an idiot for thinking about doing?"

Kol sighed in frustration, "Yes, Davina, raise Mikael. As you said, he's the only one that has ever been able to make Nik scared."

Davina was silent for a moment before she shook her head to clear it of any confusion, "So what, we just… bring him back and set him on your brother?"

Kol rolled his eyes, "No. I know my father, and he won't just do as he's told. Let me guess, you planned to set him free into the world, ask him nicely to kill Klaus, maybe have a little tea party and then go on your merry little way?"

Davina scowled darkly at him, "Well, I-"

"It doesn't matter what you planned to do, because you have no clue how to do a resurrection spell, do you?"

"Actually, I have your mother's Grimoire." Davina announced, raising a challenging eyebrow his way. Kol came to a sudden stop in the street as he spun around, "You have Mother's Grimoire?"

Davina nodded. Kol's eyes darted down to the pavement before looking back up, a mischievous spark dancing in them, "Davina Claire, you've just given me an idea."

He turned abruptly and began walking again, though in a different direction than before, "Where are we going now?" Davina asked.

"Your old home." Kol called over his shoulder, "St. Anne's Church."

~*•°•*~

Davina walked into the hall of the Church, fingers twitching nervously as she looked around, jumping when Kol suddenly spoke up from behind her.

"Odd being back here?"

"Yeah." She replied quietly before spinning around, "Okay, what do I need to do?"

"We need to find a certain group of Dark objects that you can draw from."

"I know where some are." Davina offered.

Kol shook his head, "This is a strong spell, so it'll require equally strong objects. I hid some here a couple of centuries ago. They'll do the trick."

"Don't get into any trouble." She warned.

"I'm a ghost, Davina. I'm dead. And I'm in a Church. What am I going to do? Pray too hard?"

Davina wasn't amused, "I'm not Aria, I have no clue what you can and can't do."

Kol smirked lightly, "Touché."

Davina turned back around and glanced around the hall, "So, what exactly is it we're looking for? Can't you just tell me where it is?"

"Like I said, Dark Objects. And if I knew where they were, I would say. Unfortunately, I wasn't the one to hide them."

"And you're sure they're here?"

Kol rolled his eyes.

"You know, you have an awful lot of confidence for a dead guy." She finally snapped, rounding on the Original vampire.

Kol gave her a pointed look, "I've been around Aria for the past several months. Nothing scares me anymore."

Davina stared at him for a moment before her lip unwittingly quirked upwards, "She hexed you yet? You're dead but I'm guessing she'd still be able to make it hurt."

A brief shudder ran through his body at the thought, "Just keep looking." He muttered.

~*•°•*~

Aria roused into consciousness in the Lycée slowly, blinking through the sleep in her eyes as she looked around the room for Davina before they closed again, "Davina?" She called out. When there wasn't a reply, she opened her right eye, "Davina?" She repeated.

The only noise that reached her ears was Josh waking up behind her, "Aria? What's going on?" He asked around a yawn.

"Where's Davina?"

The question got him to wake up quickly enough.

"What do you mean? She's not here?"

Aria gave him a look, "Clearly not."

"Maybe she went to look for Marcel?" Josh offered.

Aria was silent for a second before she nodded, "Let's go."

Rushing through the Quarter, Aria narrowly avoided Mikael standing in one of the backstreets before she and Josh arrived at the Compound and walked into the courtyard, the former stopping dead in her tracks as soon as the stench of blood reached her. Vampire blood. She rushed further into the courtyard, eyes flickering around desperately as she searched for her father. Instead, she found a head of bright blonde tending to one of the vampires,

"Cami?" Aria asked lowly, her eyebrows knitting together before her gaze turned to the vampire beside her. Marcel.

Oh god, what had happened?

She was beside Marcel in seconds and hadn't even realised she'd said her words out loud until her father replied, "Klaus." Marcel muttered.

"They fought, and he got bit." Cami supplied quietly before she moved away from the trio.

"Marcel..." Josh trailed off.

"It's okay. I gave as good as I got. But we need Klaus' blood to heal."

"Dad…"

"Hey, hey it's gonna be okay."

"No. No it's not," She replied, her voice strained before she looked back up to him suddenly, "Where's Thierry?"

Marcel looked around before a voice sounded from behind the duo, "Right here."

Aria spun around and Thierry tried to give her a small smile. It came out as a grimace, "Don't worry. I didn't get caught. I got some of the guys out in time. Not many but they're across the river."

"This is all my fault." Aria murmured quietly.

"No, it's not."

"If I hadn't helped Klaus. If I hadn't told him about what Genevieve was planning-"

"This still would've happened." Marcel replied, tilting her head upwards, "You haven't done anything wrong, this was the Mikaelsons. This was Klaus."

"I couldn't care less about the Mikaelsons at this point! But this could've all been avoided. If I'd just warned you not to mess with them, if I'd told you to-"

"Aria, without you, Thierry would be dead." Marcel interrupted as Aria went silent. He sighed, "Look, I promised you Aria, even if you don't remember it. I promised you that wherever you go, I will go. Even though I've messed up, and even if you never want to speak to me again, know that I will always be waiting. You're the closest thing I have to a family. Hell, the closest thing all of us have ever had to a family. You are our family. Our guys may be in a bad shape, but you've already saved us all."

"Dad… Don't."

Aria's tone was strangled, full of warning and anger. Marcel didn't waver. She looked up when she heard Mikael's now familiar voice, "One point for Niklaus."

She glared darkly at him before her eyes darted down to the floor, eyebrows knitting together in thought before she spun on her heel and walked out of the courtyard, groups of footsteps following her.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Cami called out behind her.

"To find Klaus, get his blood, and try not to kill him as I do so."

"Wait! For that you'll need a weapon. And, it just so happens I have an arsenal."

~*•°•*~

Cami led Aria, Josh and Marcel into the secret back room in Father Kieran's apartment silently, turning the small light on for better view,

"So, this is what Kieran was hiding." Marcel said, looking around the room in curiosity.

"More like stockpiling. From what I can gather, it's mostly weapons."

Aria looked around the small room and shook her head, disagreeing with Cami, "They're Dark objects. Created by witches. And probably co-opted by the humans." She explained before pausing, "This is genius."

"Creepy more like." Josh muttered in a response as Aria grinned slightly, eyes drifting around the room before stopping on the Needle of Sorrows.

"Kieran's been keeping this a secret for years. You really sure you wanna show me all this?" Marcel asked.

"You said knowing my uncle's secrets could get me killed? But what if those same secrets could save the lives of my friends?" Cami challenged.

"Uh, this looks dangerous." Josh called out, picking up what looked like a gold throwing star to show Aria.

"I know what this is. We learnt about it in the Lycée, it's called The Devil's Star. They say that one throw can make a thousand cuts." Aria said, "Which sounds about right. We need to make Klaus bleed."

"Well then go ahead."

~*•°•*~

A wide smile stretched on Davina's face as she pried open a floorboard behind one of the stairs leading up to the attic, "Kol! I found them!" Rapid footsteps reached her ears before Kol knelt down beside her, helping to pry the wood away with one simple, effortless tug. Davina paused momentarily. He still had vampire perks. Interesting. Kol smirked as he pulled out a few objects, a couple of knives, three rings and two bracelets, "Jewellery?" Davina asked in confusion, looking up to Kol.

Kol looked over to her, "If you were offered a ring or a knife, which would you choose?" He asked rhetorically, "I knew where they were and what they were, everyone else who needed to know knew what they were. If anyone else was to come across them, they wouldn't."

"It's clever."

Kol smirked and Davina rolled her eyes, "Alright, so what do we do now?"

A small frown made its way onto Kol's face, "Aria can't see me for whatever reason." He murmured. The best guess he'd be able to make was that Dahlia had somehow interfered in some way, Freya said it was likely but it would also be difficult for their aunt to cast a spell on a living person now that Aria had been resurrected.

He shook his head to clear the fog and refocused on Davina, "You'll need to get them to her."

Davina nodded, "Alright, I'll go back to the Lycée to find her, we'll do the spell together."

"Davina, just… Don't tell her you can see me." Kol said after a moment of brief hesitation, "I've tried talking to her, but it's useless. I don't need anything to get her hopes up."

Davina nodded after a moment of thought, "Okay." She said quietly, "Let's get to the Lycée."

~*•°•*~

Aria reached into her pocket as her phone started buzzing suddenly and picked up, frowning as she noticed Davina was the one calling, "Davina? Where are you, what happened?"

"Aria, where are you?"

Aria's eyebrows lifted in surprise as her friend completely dodged the question, she never did that, "I'm uh…" She frowned and glanced to Cami, "It's hard to explain. Why, what's happened?"

"I just need you to get to the Abattoir."

"A-Alright, I'll be right there." Aria responded before Davina hung up. She stared at the phone for a moment or two in confusion before she looked back up, "I've got to go."

Marcel nodded, "Everything okay?"

"I have no clue."

"I'll be here when you get back." Cami smiled.

Aria smiled in response before walking out of the room and rushing through the apartment, down the stairs and out the front doors heading straight to the Compound. Taking the back stairs so she wouldn't be noticed, she rushed up to the study before walking inside, stopping dead in her tracks at the sight that greeted her.

"Davina?" She asked lowly, turning a narrowed gaze to her friend, "What's going on?"

Davina squared her jaw, "I had an idea."

Aria's eyes drifted over to the salt circle in the middle of the room and scowled darkly at the ghost standing there, "Don't tell me it's what I think it is."

"Aria, Klaus has ruined everything. There isn't anything else we can do now."

"He's an Original Vampire too."

"One that wants Klaus dead more than anything." Davina retorted, "Besides, you had a truce with the Mikaelsons. You help them, and they don't hurt your family. Marcel and Josh were dying. Your family was dying."

"And dad's still dying!" Aria snapped before sighing, "I'm sorry, D." She paused, "What do you need?"

Davina gave her a small smile, "Help." She said simply.

Aria didn't respond, wordlessly heading over to the open Grimoire by Davina's side as she scanned the page of the book. Of Esther Mikaelson's Grimoire, "It says we need to channel power from a… Nexus Vorti?"

Mikael laughed slightly from his spot behind them, "Ah, yes. My wife, Esther, always did love to dress things up a bit. It's fancy witch speak. A Nexus Vorti, a rare occurrence. Something so infrequent, it's almost a miracle. Like, an astrological event. Or…" He trailed off.

"Or a miracle baby." Aria supplied quietly as Mikael smirked.

"Voilà."

~*•°•*~

Davina collected up the pile of Dark Objects Kol had shown her before she turned back to the spot Mikael was standing in both the middle of the room and the middle of the salt circle. Glancing upwards to the second door in the room where Kol was watching her, she sent him a nervous look as she silently asked if she was setting the objects up right. He nodded.

"Are you certain that you two have the power to bring me back?"

"We do now." Davina murmured, setting the objects up in various places around the circle, Mikael watching her in interest.

"They each need to be placed in a certain position." She said simply before standing back up.

Aria glanced over to her and smiled, "Channel as much power as you need."

Aria and Davina had decided that Davina, if she couldn't draw enough power from the Dark Objects, could draw from her and Davina had agreed, ignoring the burning glare at the back of her head from Kol. Someday she'd really have to ask Aria what had happened between them. He was Kol Mikaelson. He didn't care about anyone. But he was livid at her for even thinking about accepting Aria's offer.

Davina took Aria's hands nervously before slowly beginning the chants, "De la cendre à l'os, de la chair à la vie. De la cendre à l'os, de la chair à la vie."

Mikael hunched over as he began to shout in pain as the teenage witch continued her chanting, "De la cendre à l'os, de la chair à la vie! From ash to bone, from bone to flesh, from flesh to life!"

Once the chanting ceased, each of the trio collapsed down to the floor one at a time. First Davina, second Mikael and third Aria, the spell drawing the energy from them all in order to resurrect Mikael. After a moment, Mikael pulled himself up off the floor and let out a sudden gasp, breathing the air in for the first time in… well, since he'd died by Klaus' hand almost two years prior. Aria roused and, with some difficulty, pushed herself up off the floor so that she was leaning against the desk and narrowed her eyes at Mikael.

"You ever try anything; I will send you right back to hell." She warned.

He merely tilted his head in acknowledgement of her words, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Her eyes narrowed further as he stood up fully and sped out of the room, probably to get blood.

This was the worst idea Davina had ever had in her life she realised with a sigh as she heard a scream from the Courtyard. Aria turned to Davina but before she could shake her friend awake, she felt a sudden burst of magic emitting from outside the compound.

From the Cemetery.

She clenched her jaw and tried to ignore the continued assaults of magic she sensed coming from there but eventually, with an irritated groan to herself, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath and sent out a response to the magic.

She opened her eyes once more and was suddenly struck with images of Monique and Abigail and the Mikaelson baby. With a few muttered choice words, she smirked devilishly as both the girls suddenly hunched over, grasping at their throats as though to get rid of the strangling sensation they'd be feeling at that moment.

Well, she was stripping their magic.

It was close enough.

Yet another spell she'd managed to learn from Dahlia's Grimoire had been one that would, effectively, strip a witch of their magic. It wasn't siphoning, no that was different. This spell would take the magic without killing the witch. Slowly, painfully, before offering a brief moment of respite and starting again. And again, and again, and again.

And she wanted Monique to suffer.

She watched as the Mikaelsons finally got the upper hand and, knowing she'd done all she could do, she opened her eyes again, finding herself back in the study.

Instead of feeling drained as she usually would whenever she sensed magic, she found herself feeling more powerful than she could ever remember. Her lips twitched into a dark smirk and she released a pleased sigh. That baby was not going to be harmed.

She'd done too damn much to protect her.

And then, not that she nor anyone else was able to notice, her eyes flashed deep red.

In the Cemetery, Monique's body burst into flames.

~*•°•*~

"Stop!" Mikael yelled.

Davina scoffed, "No."

Aria removed the barrier that had been placed weeks ago on the attic of St. Anne's Church to keep Kieran from leaving and watched as Mikael limped into the room, Aria and Davina following him.

Mikael groaned as he walked into the room, each movement forced upon him, "Why is this happening? You two brought me back to kill my son!"

"We brought you back to punish him. And you will! When we're ready. And not a minute before." Davina hissed.

"What have you done?" Mikael hissed, trying to lunge for the girls who easily stopped him.

Aria smirked, "You see, I really, really don't like you. In fact, I think I might just hate you as much as I do Klaus. So, I convinced Davina to add a little something extra in the spell that brought you back." They both held up their wrists to show two identical bracelets,

Davina took over talking, "I spent eight months of my life up here, being used as a secret weapon. Now, you can see how it feels."

"You will regret this." He spoke quietly.

Aria rolled her eyes, "Enough with the dramatics." She sat down on the floor in front of him, to where he'd fallen from his still weakened state and crossed her legs, "Let's get one thing clear, you cross us, we send you back to hell. Are we clear?"

Mikael glared at her and she smirked, barely even blinking as she magically slammed the attic door shut.

"Now, stage one. Ground rules."

~*•°•*~

Aria sighed as she rubbed the space between her eyes furiously, as Davina looked over to her, "You okay?"

"I have a horrible headache."

Davina pursed her lips and opened her mouth to speak before sighing, "Aria, you need to know something. The Mikaelson's baby… she died. I know you have Marcel's rule about kids, I just thought you should know."

Aria's eyes opened and she looked at Davina blankly, "What?"

Aria spared a glace around them, noting that the Lycée was empty before she looked down to the floor, a sudden snort of laughter escaping her. She covered her mouth as the snort turned into full on laughter before trailing off as she leaned over to Davina, "The baby isn't dead, D."

Davina's face showed nothing but shock and confusion, "What? But the Mikaelsons… they were all mourning her. Why would they be lying?"

Aria tilted her head to the side in thought, "That I have no clue about. But I do know that she's alive."

"How?"

Aria grinned, "I saved her of course. Even if the Mikaelsons don't realise it. I began stripping away Monique and Abigail's magic so that they'd weaken-"

"And the Mikaelsons would defeat them." Davina finished, "Why?"

"You said so yourself, she's a baby. An innocent baby. I may hate the Mikaelsons, but let me tell you, I have done way too much to ensure that baby survives."

Davina sent her a grin, "I sometimes wonder if you're human, you know. The amount of power it must've taken to strip their magic… How are you feeling?"

"That's the weird thing… I've never felt more powerful than I do right now."

"Really?"

Aria smiled softly and nodded. They stayed silent for a moment before Davina startled suddenly in realisation of something, "Aria, you were created by three Elders. Didn't you say you were going to find the last one?"

"And I will. When this all dies down."

"What if your magic is stemmed to the elements? Nature created you, so what if you can draw from it? More than the usual witch?"

Aria sent a contemplative look to Davina and pursed her lips, looking around the room until her eyes stopped on a cushion in the chair across from her. She leaned over and grabbed it before she placed it down on the floor as she stood up from her chair and backed away. She closed her eyes and, without even speaking an incantation, focused in on the pure and blinding rage she'd been feeling earlier when she'd found out the Mikaelson's baby had almost been killed.

She almost missed the gasp from Davina in her focus until she opened her eyes, hands going up to her mouth in surprise as the heat from the flames reached her. With a twitch of her hands, the fire extinguished.

She spun around to look at Davina, a small squeal of excitement escaping her as she stared at the witch, wide-eyed, "Aria, do you realise what this means?"

"I'm a ticking time bomb?"

Davina laughed and shook her head, "No. You're more powerful than the French Quarter Coven combined. They couldn't even begin to understand this." Her tone turned teasing, "I always knew you were better than them."

Aria smiled at her.

~*•°•*~

Elijah stood in the middle of the cemetery, eyes flittering around the graves before turning his eyesight upwards to look at the moon. Only when he heard shuffling behind him, did he lower his gaze and turn around to look at Aria behind him. For a moment, the duo stared at each other. Elijah knew what he had to say, but he couldn't even begin to understand how to put it into words. Aria however, had no such problem.

"You're alive." She said, her quiet statement almost like a yell when in contrast with the silence of the Cemetery, "I have to say, I'm a little surprised that there's not a dagger in your chest."

She didn't glare at him, didn't even look remotely angry. It terrified Elijah, "Aria-" He cut himself off. How could he say what he needed to? Instead, he settled for reaching his hand into his pocket before pulling out the Gilbert Compass. Wordlessly, he held it out for her to take. She did. And she weighed it in her hand, not taking her eyes off of it before tucking it into her own jacket pocket.

Elijah took a step forward, holding his hand out as if reaching for… something, "You have to understand, Genevieve was trying to-"

"Kill your niece?" She interrupted, looking up to him with a raised eyebrow, voice still soft and quiet, "I know. I gathered. After all, you're Elijah Mikaelson." She turned slightly bitter, "What on earth could possibly justify breaking your own code other than another one you made when you were little more than a child to your beloved brother and sister?"

Elijah's arm dropped to his side limply and he sighed, eyebrows knitting together guiltily, "I had to."

"I know." Aria said quietly, "After all, that was what I wanted, wasn't it? My family protected and safe? I thought that you of all people would understand that." She suddenly let out a mix of a scoff and a sob, and Elijah's eyes widened as the tears that Aria had been hiding so well began to slide down her face, "You know what? I can't believe that I thought for a moment you might surprise me. Because for once in my life, I'd like to be surprised when it comes to you lot. But you're all the same, aren't you?" She paused briefly, "I wanted to believe in you, Elijah. I wanted to believe you when you said you'd actually try to protect me and those I considered my family. But earlier, Josh was lying on the Lycée floor dying of a werewolf bite given to him by your brother. I cured him. Not you, me. So much for good faith."

She reached into another pocket and threw something down to the ground at Elijah's feet. A ring, "It'll stop Hayley from turning, don't know if you'll need it or not because of your niece's father though." At this, Elijah looked up with wide eyes, "Klaus is the baby's father. Klaus is a Hybrid. Hayley was already a werewolf so it's common sense that the kid would inherit that gene. Your mother was a witch, so there's a small chance she might get that gene. But I'm guessing that she might also inherit your vampirism seeing as you're The Original Vampires. If Monique got to Hayley, then she wouldn't have spared her. So if the kid had inherited vampirism, Hayley might just have survived thanks to the vampire blood in her system, thus, turning into a Hybrid just like your brother. Am I wrong?"

Elijah didn't answer. His mouth opened once or twice but nothing came out until, "She didn't survive. Niklaus' child-" His gaze dropped to the floor, "She didn't make it."

Aria pursed her lips together in an effort to stifle the genuine laugh threatening to bubble out of her. Elijah's blatant avoidance of her question only solidified her suspicions that Hayley was in transition. But still, if she had gotten everything right, why was he still trying to act like the kid didn't survive? Granted he didn't know that Aria had saved her, but never the less, he needed to give her more credit.

After another moment of silence, she spoke up again, "I really did want to believe in you Elijah." She said quietly, watching as Elijah didn't even bother to lift his gaze from the ground. His emotions were probably reeling at that point, "I didn't want to believe the stories I grew up with. Thanks for proving that you really are exactly who Marcel thought." With that, Aria turned and left the graveyard. Elijah was simply too shocked to open his mouth and say anything.

A wise man said, if you know yourself, and you know your enemy, then you don't need to fear the outcome of battle. Aria knew herself. She knew her friends. And, she knew her enemy. She knew Klaus Mikaelson's strengths, she knew his pride, and she knew his house. Every nook and cranny. Because it had used to be hers. Now all she had to do, was sneak in, find him, and destroy him.

~*•°•*~

As Always, SecretMidnightRose