Believer

Chapter 1: No Quarter

Elena Gilbert was certain of some things in her life.

One of those things being that she will forever defend the people she loved, no matter how much people patronized her for being a martyr; it's who she was, she refuses to bend to other peoples standards in what a person should or should not be or do. The second being that New Orleans was quite literally invested with Vampires from all over the world this last week.

What set the alarms off in her head however was the fact that there was talk of a certain Hybrid Original being captured, and the fifth anniversary of the fall of the Mikaelson's. To say she was shocked was a bit of an understatement.

But somehow she knew that the Mikaelson's would never be taken out quite so easily. No, from what Elena gathered in the week that she's been in New Orleans she knew that Klaus would never leave his daughter alone in this world, despicable as she found him. The hybrid loves his family just as much as she loves her own. You can't fault someone for loving their family.

Standing outside her new apartments balcony, leaning up against the brick wall, holding her coffee mug with both hands, she closed her eyes taking in the morning air. Her brows furrow and a shiver runs down her back. Opening her eyes again looking out on the streets she feels the unnerving air.

Something's off. Her mind throws. Making her way back inside she put her mug away and changes into a pair of dark skinny jeans, black combat boots, a purple tank top, and throws her beige leather jacket on, deciding to just leave her hair in the shoulder length beach wave state it was in. Grabbing her cell phone, she was out the door.

Heading toward Rousseau's, she arrives just in time to watch Josh, she learned a few days ago, push people out, going on about a gas leak and stealing the bars glasses. She walks toward the bar putting on a smile just in time to have him spot her and return a nervous smile.

"Hey Josh! Whats that about my favorite bar having a gas leak?" A curious tone hinting her voice. He stands in front of one door, holding onto the other one, ready to close it.

"Uh, yeah sorry about that, it just kind of…appeared out of no where. The repair people will be hear any moment." Elena smiled at him, sensing the lie from the way his body moves nervouly.

His eyes flick nervously behind him as if something would jump any minute. Taking the moment she stares at the door behind him focusing on the area inside. Her senses tingle, alerting her of a powerful, dangerous aura inside; Vampires and a witch, she concludes.

The energy is powerful. Their strong…and angry. Letting out a breath she was holding she stares worriedly at Josh.

"Just be careful…those gas leaks can be quite dangerous to ones health." She tells him. His eyes widened for a moment, sensing a double meaning behind her words. "I won't keep you. Just please be careful, if you need anything, just call for me."

He nods his head at her, almost unsure of what to say, so he settles for, "Thanks Elena." Giving him one last reassuring smile, she walks away. He lets out a sigh, closing the doors of the bar, locking them.

Thinking back on what she said. She didn't say call me…she said call for me. His eyebrows furrow in confusion. Maybe a misuse of words…maybe not? That was wired.

Josh walks to the bar before walking toward the back.

"Alright, everyone's gone, you can come out." He calls out, "Thanks for not killing anyone." He says half sarcastic, half sincerely as the Originals come out.

"What was the hold up mate?" Kol says annoyed as he goes to grab something from the bar.

Josh shrugs, " Some new girl worrying about my wellbeing." Although he really appreciates it, not that hell ever say that in front of them or Marcel.

"Lets get down to business, we need to find a way to get Klaus." Freya says, ignoring her little brother and the young vampire.

"There should be an entrance to the tunnels in the boiler room leading to the compound." Elijah says. Turning to Josh, he asks, "Would you be so kind as to move the boiler thats covering the entrance?"

"Really?" Josh replies in disbelieve. The look on Elijah's face told him not to argue, even though he really wants to, but he chose live on that battle. Huffing out a "Fine!" He goes to the boiler room, ignoring the Sibling's discussion.

Sometimes, he wishes he was still human and chose to go to that college in California, instead of dealing with all this supernatural drama.

Elena walks down the busy streets some more after leaving Rousseau's, taking in the beautiful pictures that artist's placed around.

You don't see things like this in Mystic Falls. She thinks sadly, memories of before she was in the magical coma still fresh in her mind. I hope they're alright. Elena thinks as her friends came to mind; she hasn't seen them since last christmas.

Sensing Vampires around her, she turns to tilt her head in a way that looks like she's admiring the painting in front of her and not eavesdropping on their conversation. It gets me the information I need. To late to feel bad about it now.

" Their back." One Vampire tells his friend.

" Who's back?" The other one asks in confusion. She heard the first Vampire hit the other over the head.

"The Mikaelson's you fool!" He hisses. Elena's eyes widen a bit at that. She couldn't help the small smirk gracing her face, it was gone as soon as it came.

One doesn't simply get rid of the Originals. Their invasive almost, she laughs in her head at the idea of comparing the thousand year old Vampires to invasive species's, like insects.

"Marcel will be furious." the third vampire states.

"Yeah, He got held up in the grave yard by the blond one. Tessa's taking care of it though, and with Marcel being as powerful as he is, the rest don't stand a chance." The first one smirks.

Tuning the rest of the their conversation out, something flashes in Elena's mind as she thinks back on how Rebekah killed her all those years ago, somehow she can't bring herself to hate the blond girl anymore, as so much worse has happened.

Another flash of a picture comes to her head; Rebekah lying on the cold graveyard floor, surrounded by mausoleum's, a dozen arrows in her back and a short hair woman standing over her.

Save her. The voice in her mind tells her. Pursing her lips, she furrows her brows. She feels an ache in her bones to help the girl; she lets out a sigh, making a decision. I hope I don't regret this.

Hurriedly she walks down the path before turning into an alleyway out of sight of any eyes. Taking one last look around to make sure no one's following her, she wisp's away in a grey, black, and purple twisting cloud like smoke.

Feeling the pull of her teleportation disappear she looks around the place she arrived at, the Mausoleums where everywhere, Lafayette cemetery she reads. Tuning her ears and concentrating on the auras in the graveyard, she can make out two dozen vampires.

Carefully she walks a bit until she sees the woman from her vision stand over the blond, arrow in hand as she grouches to stab it into Rebekah's back as the gray faded around her, it appears again. She was talking to another man.

Elena frowns, ready to throw the other woman into the wall opposite of her, but then the man she was talking to fell to the ground, only to reveal Kol Mikaelson with a hateful look and a heart in his hand. Her breath hitches a bit, and she's suddenly really glad that her protective barrier hides her scent and any noises she makes.

Sensing the other auras coming toward their direction, she ignores Kol's speech and Tessa running away. Quickly, Elena put the hood of her jacket over her head and teleports in front of Kol, who was pulling the arrows from his sisters back, just as a Vampire was about to run and stake him, and she threw the Vampire into a long pointed headstone, impaling him, taking out his heart.

Kol spins around just as the vampire lands and watch's the cloud-thing, turn into a human form. By the figure he could tell it was a girl.

"Take your sister and go. I can handle this." The voice sounds extremely familiar to him, but watching as she stretch's out her hand and basically flung back all seven vampires coming toward her at once ,he didn't think twice before taking Rebekah and running off.

Elena can't help but let out a snort. I know I told him to run, but damn. She thinks as she creates a barrier around the vampires, keeping them from escaping. I haven't had time to test this trick out yet.

She smirks as she turns back into her cloudy smoke state of twirling grey, black and purple energy. The vampires grow terrified as they try to run away but realizing that they couldn't escape as they hit an invisible wall. In her state, she comes after each vampire like a snake, striking multiple times and the vampires all fall to the ground, skin grey and dead.

She stands to look at her work, guilt instantly spreads through her mind. I will never understand this…thing that I am. No matter how much training I get. She thinks sadly. These people…are they innocent or guilty of some horrible deed. Why where they turned? Why is this city crawling with the Supernatural? This city is screwed up. And what about the Originals?

Thinking about the Originals brought images of Elijah to her mind, and a small sad smile to her lips. The only one worth saving, in my opinion, but…I had the vision to save Rebekah for a reason…and Klaus has a daughter. Perhaps…there's more worth saving.

Leaning against a wall, Elena is hit with images and emotions of a teenage girl. Brown long hair, wide eyes, a harvest, a tall dark man, gratitude, darkness, life, that look up lovingly into someones eyes, so much loss, confusion, Regent, outcast, trusting eyes that suddenly widen in terror, darkness, fear, hope, more fear, a short hair blonde woman, more fear, more darkness, sadness, love, isolation, nothingness, silence. Dear god! Elena mind shouts overwhelmed.

Not realizing she closed her eyes, Elena rips them open and she gasps for air. Spinning around she looks up at the Grave, eyes wide.

Davina Claire, she reads.

Raising her hand to trace the letters with the tips of her fingers, she feels a sadness wash over her.

"You're the girl from the picture." Elena says quietly. To young to die. To young to be given that kind of responsibility and understand it. Why would someone twist up such potential?

Closing her eyes, she places her hand over Davina's name. Twisting her eyebrows in concentration, she feels it. Stepping back she smiles softly up at the name and says quietly, "There's still something there." And for a moment, Elena thought she heard a voice.

Looking around to make sure the coast was clear, the wisps away in her cloud state, but not before leaving a promise to visit again.

Rebekah gave a sigh after leaving a message on Elijah's phone. Kol paces as they waited by the sewage drain.

"It's been too long, we should leave." He said worriedly. His sister frowns at him.

"We are not leaving our family behind." She responds firmly.

Letting out a sound of frustration, he threw out his arm, "Marcel could be shredding our family to pieces as we speak!"

"Well perhaps they simply don't have cell phone service in a drainage pipe!" She threw back, "They'll be here Kol." She looks around then back at him, "And while we have a moment, I want to thank you."

A look of confusion crosses Kol's face, "For what?"

"For getting me, other wise I wouldn't be sitting here getting annoyed at you." She responds and a smile graces his face, but vanishes just as quickly thinking back on the female who appeared and saved them.

"Actually, someone, or thing saved me from being staked right there along side with you." He admits. Rebekah's eyes widen a bit.

"What are you talking about?" Her brother lets out a breath, annoyance in his voice.

"I pulled out the arrows from your back, somehow one Vampire made it without being noticed and almost staked me. This person…thing whirls in like…I don't even know how to describe it Bekah…she literally turned herself into a twirling mess of clouds! I've never heard of anyone, not even witches doing that."

The blonde narrows her eyes, "You said 'she' as in a girl? Why would she save us brother? Are you sure it wasn't some trick?"

He rolls his eyes. "Yes sister dear, a girl, like what you are. Anyway, It didn't feel like a trick, when she did that cloud thing I could feel some of the energy coming off it, it was odd for lack of better words."

"Great, just what we need! More Supernatural, in the already supernatural infested city." Rebekah groans.

Kol frowns and turns his head toward the drain pipe listening, just in time for the rest of his siblings to come out of it in a hurry with Klaus. The two siblings go to hug their older brother, till Freya speaks in a hurried tone,"You can hug him later, Marcel is behind us as we speak." They make their way up toward the car.

" Actually…" Marcel says as he walks to stand in front of them, "I'm right here. You shouldn't have come back…None of you."

"Thats what family does. We fight for each other!" Hayley proclaims.

"Yes, so I've heard, but it didn't really work out for me did it?" Marcel throws back at her.

An annoyed look crosses Kol's face, " Oh for gods sake, get over it! You where never a Mikaelson, and you never will be! Don't you have a city to run, vampires to bully out of town?"

Stepping in front of her family Rebekah gives Marcel a cold look and states" If you kill one of us, you'll have to kill us all."

"Don't push me Rebekah. Especially not after what you're brother did to my vampires at the cemetery." He tells her warningly, a glare on his face.

"My brother did not kill your stupid vampires, but please get on with it. We'll deal with this once and for all." Rebekah glares back.

"Enough!" Klaus says both demanding and tiredly, moving up to stand next to his little sister, "Thats enough Marcel, alright? You've won." Marcel gives Klaus a hateful glare, making Klaus avert his eyes, before looking back into his adopted son's gaze. "New Orleans was once our city, but now it's yours."

Marcel's expression turns bitter, "So the great Klaus Mikaelsson is exerting defeat?" He says, his expression turning sour, "Or is this all just another distraction?" Rebekah glances at the ground with guilt for a second.

"Neither, in fact, despite your appealing behavior, I'm offering you a chance of peace. Kill us, consequently any of us survives and will come back to seek revenge, bringing enemies back into this city. And even if you did manage to eliminate us all, one day my daughter would come for you,and her daughter after that. An endless cycle of violence for all your days…Or…or we leave…and never come back." Klaus explains to him, adding the last in hesitance.

Marcel looks away and shakes his head, before looking back at Klaus in disbelieve, "After so many years of being cooped up in that hole, you still got some nerve. You stand there, and think that you actually have a choice? Here's the truth…I could kill all of you right now, and not lose a wink of sleep tonight or any of the days to come. It's what you would do, you've killed and slaughtered lives and families, more then anyone all because you could. But despite being raised by you people; I am nothing like any of you. So yeah, I'm not a Mikaelson,"

He shoots Kol a look, before looking Klaus in the eye, "But you know what, I'm proud as hell that I'm not a Mikaelson, beating you without ever turning into any of you., because now you can go on and live your lives knowing that the only reason you still exist is because I am showing you mercy. Now go, get the hell out of my city, and don't ever come back."

An unknown emotion flickers in Klaus's eyes, but vanishes just as quick as he looks at Marcel one last time, before the Originals slowly turned to leave.

Still standing on the dirt road, Marcel watches as the car leaves with a hard look. Once they where out of sight and he was alone, he let out a sigh, running a hand over his head. And once again drama finds it's self in the city.

Feeling the vibrations of his phone, he pulls it out of his pocket and opens the message from Tessa.

The bodies are taken care of. See you tonight. He smirks at the last part, before hurrying back to his apartment.

Lying in bed later that night, unable to sleep, he slowly gets out making sure not to wake the woman next to him. Walking out on the balcony in the cold night, with the cellphone he picked up on the way in hand, he opens the message left by Vincent and listens.

"Hey Marcel, you're gonna wanna call me back. I saw something today that I've seen before. I'm telling you this city, everyone in it is in danger…and it might just be all my fault." As Marcel listen's to the terrified tone in his witch friends voice, he feels uneasy. Ending the voicemail as he listens to it two more times, he goes inside to get a glass of bourbon before heading back outside and looking over his city with a frown.

It's too quiet.

Arriving at the House in the Bayou, Hayley parks the car. The Originals move to get out but didn't make their way into the house yet.

Kol pulls out a phone and writes a quick text to someone and turns his head up as Freya walks up to him, a knowing smile on her face, "Dare I ask why you still have that?" Kol shakes his head making a face.

"Just doing a favor for a friend of a friend." He breaks the phone in half and drops it to the ground, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm ready for some bourbon." And he makes his way to the house, Freya not far behind him.

Klaus gaze's up at the house unsure and nervous. Noticing his hesitation Elijah ask's in concern "What is it?" Making his way to stand next to Rebekah and Klaus.

"Five years have never felt so long." He turns to face them, his face full of gratitude, "Thank you…for not abandoning me." Rebekah sent a small smile his way.

"We'll I did consider it. The vote was rather close." She say's teasingly and Klaus smiles and lets out a low chuckle at his sister. She moves to rub his shoulder and gives him a kiss on the cheek before making her way toward the house with Elijah.

Leaving only Klaus and Hayley outside. Hayley walks up next to the Hybrid. "You okay?" She asks sincerely.

Klaus shrugs, "Well considering the imprisonment, torture, and forced isolation…" He states casually.

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry. I can't imagine what you've been through." She tells him.

"I've had my moments of solace to sustain me. Its because of them I'm here now." He says looking toward the house in gratitude. Hayley takes this moment to walk up the steps before turning to look at him.

"So does that mean you're ready to see your little girl?" Her voice gentle as she ask's. His eyebrows raise up for a moment and a small smile forms on his face. They make their way inside and walk to Hopes room, still asleep the little girl flips her body, now facing the door.

Hayley opens the door and Klaus stands by the frame, "Do you want me to wake her for you?"

Klaus shakes his head and whispers back, "No, let her sleep." Hayley leaves him as he continues to gaze over at his daughter in amazement, a look of love crossing his face and a smile blooms on his lips. It is all worth in the end, if it means you are safe.

Elena lets out a sigh as she sits at her table in her apartment. This will turn into a giant cluster, wont it? She thinks reading her journal of all the information she has gathered about some supernatural beings over the last two years of her new status. And I need to make a note of that girl…something doesn't feel right about that.

Standing up she pears out the window and watches the city lights. A frown crosses her face, "It's too quiet out." She mumbles.

Suddenly an agonizing pain shoots through her head. She lets out a small whimper of pain and hold her head with both hands, closing her eyes. An image flashes in her mind, and then again, and again and again, all different, yet the same. The pain stops just as fast as it came and she makes to sit down in her chair again, trying to get her breathing back under control.

"What the hell was that?" She lets out, rubbing her head. The visions have never hurt before. Overwhelming, yes, but never painful. What was that?

Letting out another breath she stares back out the window, but this time from her seat, her face full of concern.

A picture…a snake swallowing itself…each a different place…each a different child. What is going on in this city?

Narrowing her eyes she breaths out, "That image…" Why does it feel so familiar?

Italics = Thoughts

Underlined Italics = Visions/ Texts

"Quote Italics" = Phone calls, Voicemails, Eavesdropping

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Okay, so I realized after I went to check on the chapter that the document format I used got rid of all my italics and stuff, making it super confusing, so I fixed it! Hopefully it will stay now.

A/N: Okay, So here is the actual chapter, and yes, I realize that I followed the episodes word for word on the scene's and then not on others. I'd just like to say that this will only be for the first couple of chapters, then it starts to take its own route, but still kind of follow the story line in some scene's. I just need to start the story off like this to be my catalyst and tie Elena into the story, because I don't want to just throw her at the originals, if you all know what I mean.

Well, I hope you enjoyed the chapter none the less, next chapter will have a little more action and reunions, and twists!

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