Cleo had been kidnapped by witches and she was not impressed. They had told her that she was pregnant with an Original's miracle baby and they were waiting on the baby daddy's brother.
Three witches eventually came and took her out of the room, leading her to a man in a suit. This was the brother.
"Who are you?" Cleo asked quietly.
"Give us a moment, please." He looked to the witches. He looked back at her as they left. "I'm Elijah Mikaelson."
"So, have they been holding you here against your will?" He asked.
"I was going to get lunch and they kidnapped me." Cleo raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "And they did all these... witchy tests. Not that I understand how this could happen. Vampires aren't supposed to be able to have children!"
"Perhaps if you knew my brother's story, it might explain how this is possible. Here, if I may." He raised his hand to place it on her temple, but she moved back.
"You're not getting in my head." She told him crossing her arms over her chest. "You can tell your brother's story perfectly fine without your superpowers."
Cleo listened, fascinated. She had only heard rumours and what Tyler told her, which wasn't anything nice, so it was refreshing to hear it from an original them-self.
"Although our mother dabbled in the dark arts," Elijah told her. "We were actually just a family trying to survive in a time where it was hard to do so. And, for better or for worse. We were." He proceeded to show her how they once lived, and the death of their youngest brother, Henrik. The had werewolves killed him and their father had come up with the idea to make their children immortal. He told her that Esther had an affair with a wolf, Klaus was the result, and when Klaus made his first kill as in immortal, he became a vampire and a werewolf. A hybrid.
After learning about the Original family, more specifically Klaus and Mikael, Cleo looked up at him. "Your father was awful."
"I'm Hayley, by the way." Cleo hesitated longer than she had hoped on the name. "You should probably know my name if you're gonna tell me your whole life story. I went to Mystic Falls to look for a friend and ended up sleeping with a notorious psycho."
"I cannot excuse his behaviour, but you must understand, when our father hunted him – hunted us – for centuries, every time we found a moment of happiness, we were forced to flee. Even here, in New Orleans, where we were happiest of all. Not long after Niklaus broke the spell which prevented him from becoming a hybrid, he defeated our father. I thought this would make him happy." Elijah told her, shaking his head after a moment. "He was angrier than ever. I wonder if perhaps this baby might be a way for my brother to find happiness. A way to save him from himself."
"I'm glad you feel that way, because we need your help," Sophie said as she reentered.
"What, precisely, is it that you want and what does it have to do with this woman?" Elijah asked.
"We want to run Marcel and his vampires out of town. Klaus is the key." Sophie told him.
"Everything Marcel knows about being a vampire, he learned from Klaus. Marcel trusts him, looks up to him, and he won't see the betrayal coming."
"Yes, well, as I'm sure you're aware, my brother Niklaus doesn't like to be told what to do."
"That's why I brought you here." Cleo watched the two with wide eyes, starting to regret ever leaving Australia. "Marcel drove the werewolves out of town decades ago. Do you really think he's going to welcome a hybrid baby to the neighbourhood? Convince Klaus to help us, and no one has to know about the newest member of the Original family."
"That sounds remarkably like blackmail."
Sophie shrugged. "Like I said, I'm desperate."
"Well, then, I have my work cut out for me, don't I?"
Cleo said nothing as Klaus and Elijah argued with the witches. In all honesty, Cleo was terrified. She had left Australia to look for Emma but ended up pregnant with some miracle vampire baby.
"No. It's impossible."
Elijah almost sighed. "I said the same thing myself."
"This is a lie. You are all lying." Klaus insisted. "Vampires cannot procreate."
"But werewolves can," Sophie told him. "Magic made you a vampire, but you were born a werewolf. You're the Original hybrid, the first of your kind. And this pregnancy is one of nature's loopholes."
Klaus turned to Cleo. "You've been with someone else, admit it!"
"I was just trying to go get lunch and now I'm an alligator bayou because they think that I'm carrying some magical miracle baby. Don't you think I would've fessed up if it wasn't yours?" Cleo exclaimed. She wanted to go home. She wanted to be with her parents, her sister. Most importantly, Rikki and Emma.
Sophie interrupted them. "My sister gave her life to perform the spell she needed to confirm this pregnancy. Because of Jane-Anne's sacrifice, the lives of this girl and her baby are now controlled by us. We can keep them safe. Or we can kill them. If you don't help us take down Marcel, so help me, Hayley won't live long enough to see her first maternity dress."
"Wait, what?"
"Enough of this. If you want Marcel dead, he's dead. I'll do it myself." Elijah told the witches, but apparently, that wasn't good enough for Sophie.
"No. We can't, not yet. We have a clear plan that we need to follow, and there are rules."
Elijah looks at Klaus, awaiting his reaction. "How dare you command me, threaten me, with what you wrongfully perceive to be my weaknesses. This is a pathetic deception. I won't hear any more lies."
"Niklaus!... Listen." Elijah told his brother.
Klaus paused, hearing the heartbeat of the baby. He looked at Cleo, then at his brother and the witches.
"Kill her and the baby. What do I care?"
He declared before leaving.
Cleo scoffed. "I'm leaving."
"No one touches the girl," Elijah warned. "I'll fix this."
Cleo's eyes narrowed as Sophie nodded before she turned and grinned at the other witches.
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While waiting for Elijah to return, Cleo had started to play with her necklace. It was comforting. It helped her calm down and reminded her of home.
"Marcel and his vampires are out of control. Something had to be done." Cleo overhead Sophie.
"And the solution is to bring in more vampires?" Agnes countered.
"These aren't just any vampires, Agnes. They're the Originals."
"What makes you think you can control the hybrid?"
"She can't." Elijah appeared, casually leaning against the wall. "I'm not entirely certain that I can, either. But now that your coven has drawn his ire, I have a question: What prevents my brother from murdering you instead of cooperating?"
Cleo watched Sophie carefully as she grabbed a needle and showed it to the Original. She stuck the needle into her hand.
"Ow!" Cleo looked down at her hand as she felt the prick.
Elijah looked at her. There is a drop of blood on her hand, exactly at the same point where Sophie hurt herself.
"The spell my sister performed, the one that got her killed? It didn't just confirm the pregnancy. It linked me to Hayley. So anything that happens to me, happens to her, which means her life is in my hands. Klaus may not care about his own child, but it's very clear what it already means to you. If I have to hurt Hayley – or worse – to ensure that I have your attention, I will."
Cleo's breath hitched in her throat, and by the way Elijah was looking at her, she figured her heartbeat had picked up quite a bit as well.
"You would dare threaten an Original?" Elijah asked, appearing slightly amused.
"I have nothing to lose," Sophie told him confidently. The previous amusement from Elijah's face left. "You have until midnight to get Klaus to change his mind."
The witches and Cleo were still in the mausoleum as the church clock started tolling.
"His time is up," Agnes announced. Cleo did not hate many people, but the witches of New Orleans were getting up there on the list. "What're you gonna do now, Sophie?
"I'm gonna do what I said was gonna do."
Sabine looks between Cleo and Sophie.
"What, kill the girl? Kill yourself?"
"Klaus does not care about the child." Agnes rolled her eyes, gesturing towards her.
"I do." Elijah's voice was heard. He walked into the mausoleum, carrying the body of Jane-Ann. "And I bring proof of my intent to help you: the body of your fallen friend, which I procured from Marcel himself."
"Jane-Ann." Sophie almost whimpered.
"May she be granted peace. Klaus will agree to your terms. I just need a little more time."
"You had your time. It's passed." Agnes argued.
"Shut up, Agnes."
"For now, accept the deal. The girl and the child remain unharmed, or Klaus will kill you all." Elijah offered. He started to walk away but turned around. "And I will help him."
Cleo was finally out of that mausoleum and away from the witches. It was nice. The Mikaelson brothers, though it was mainly Elijah, had brought her back to where they were staying. He had gotten her backpack from the hotel room she was staying in, before getting me from the witches, something she was thankful for.
Cleo looked around the room she and Elijah were in before pulling the sheet of a crib, coughing because of the dust in the air.
"Are you alright?"
"Just dust," She nodded, her
nose scrunching up at the amount of dust that was in the room. "This place is ancient."
"Yes, it should serve our purposes." Elijah agreed. "It's a sanctuary from our business in the Quarter. Right now, you are the most important person in this family. You need a good home. So I'm curious... in all this time, has anyone asked you how you feel?"
"About having a miracle baby with someone who everyone warned me to stay away from?" Cleo asked.
"About being a mother." Elijah clarified.
"I graduated high school less than a year ago, I wasn't planning on being a mother for many more years," Cleo told him, frowning slightly. "I was abandoned when I was born, but my parents did the best they could raising me, even when we had to adjust to me turning into a wolf every full moon."
"I will always protect you. You have my word on that." Elijah promised, getting a grateful smile in return.
"And noble Elijah always keeps his word," Klaus said as he walked in.
Cleo looked between the two brothers before deciding to head to the room that she would be staying in. "Thank you for getting me away from the witches, but I'm gonna go to bed."
Cleo smiled in return as the brothers nodded to her, turning and walking up the stairs. She let out a deep breath as she laid on the bed. All she wanted was to find her friend but she ended up in a whole different world.
hi hi hi here's chapter one of just add fangs, and it's at 2k words! How was everyone's day?
I'm undecided if there is going to be a paring, but if there is, she'll probably be with Klaus.\ Cleo didn't see Elijah's memories, so she's only heard of Rebekah at this point. Rebekah comes to NOLA next chapter and I'm excited for their reunion!
Let me know what you thought of this chapter, all feedback is appreciated. As always, I'm open to suggestions on what you guys want to see. You can send ideas through pms or in comments.