Believer

Chapter 2: Haunter of Ruins: Part 1

Elijah listens to the birds chirping away in the morning dew, ruffling their feathers as the sun shines upon them and then fly off to enjoy the clear blue skies, as he reads the newspaper on the front porch, surrounded by his siblings. In other words, it was a well deserved peaceful morning among the Originals for once, but of course peace is never lasting among his family, thus his theory proven as his youngest brother, rather rudely, rips the newspaper from Elijah's grip, folding it with one hand as the other holds a glass of orange juice, probably with blood in it.

"You can catch up on the last five years after we are well on our way, I assure you that you haven't missed much." Kol tells his older brother.

Elijah remaining calm as ever replies while moving forward in his chair, "Circumstances have changed. We will leave here soon enough."

"We have a niece to consider." Rebekah softly says to Kol.

"Kol has a point." Freya interjects, standing up from her seat to stand next to Rebekah, arms crossed, "We need to put an ocean between us and Marcel Gerard as soon as possible."

"We're not going anywhere today. I want one day of peace with my daughter before we uproot her." Klaus says, a demanding tone undergoing his words as he looks at Freya. She gives him a blank, calculating look.

"Any delay is a risk." She argues.

"One day. We're in the middle of nowhere, we weren't followed, and I'm not asking!" He exclaims angrily. Just as he finishes, the door leading to the porch opens, revealing Hayley and a little red headed girl with freckles and her blue eyes wide as the siblings all freeze to look at her. Klaus's eyes widen as he stares at her, nerves rattling within him.

Hayley smiles nervously, "Everyone…look who's awake." She places her hand on the back of her daughters head in a comforting gesture.

"…Hello…" The little girl breaths out shyly and a little scared from the shouting she heard. Klaus looks at her with wonder.

"Hello…" He replies gently. Hope looks nervous and turns to her mother.

"Mom…can I go play in the garden?"

"Yeah, sure." Hayley comfort gently, rubbing the back of her daughters head. Looking downward to avoid the wonder filled stares of her Aunts and Uncles, she makes her way down the porch steps. Klaus watches her go, before turning around to look at Hayley with a dry expression which Hayley returns with a tight smile awkwardly before gesturing with her hand toward the other side of the porch.

"Come on, we need to talk."

"Yes, perhaps we do." Klaus replies, jaw clenched as he goes to follow her, leaving the rest of the siblings behind.

Having regained his composure, Kol turns back to Elijah, "I still say that we go and make a run for it while we can."

"Kol, I understand your concern about our families safety because of Marcel, but we will give Klaus a day of peace with his daughter. We are safe for now as Hayley mentioned having a witch cast a spell to keep the grounds unnoticed." Elijah tries to tell his brother, watching as Kol's frown deepens and his eyes cloud in thought. It can't be just Marcel that has him this worried, Elijah thinks, and then goes to ask, "Is there something more on your mind brother?"

"I just want to get as far away from this hell hole as possible, alright! " He exclaims.

Rebekah let out a snort, "Or maybe it has something to do with the mysterious someone with strange powers who came to our rescue?"

Freya frowns at this while Elijah raises a curious eyebrow and Kol glares at his sister.

"It has nothing to do with what happened!" He growls. Elijah sits back against his chair, tapping his finger against the arm rest.

"What do you mean sister?" Elijah asks in an even voice.

"Well, according to our brother darling, Kol, as he came to my rescue at the graveyard he almost would have ended up cold next to me if it wasn't for some odd person appearing and saving his arse." Rebekah explained haughty.

Kol narrowed his eyes at his younger sister, "First of all, I could have handled it, but excuse me for pulling arrows out of your back, sister dear. Would you have preferred it if I left them there?"

Rebekah rolls her eyes at him. Freya raises an eyebrow, "What do you mean…strange powers?"

Letting out a sigh Kol leans against the rail, "She appeared in a whirl of twisting clouds and she flung back an entire group of vampires with her hand."

"And why do you think it strange? Plenty of witches can throw people back with a flick of their wrist. Perhaps it was just a powerful witch, one we must be careful of." Elijah reasoned, his fingers pushing against one another as his elbows where propped up against the arm rests. Kol shook his head, arms crossed.

"That was no witch brother. I don't know what she was but a witch can't do what she did, not to my knowledge…her energy was too potent."

Freya pursed her lips, "He's right. No witch could do what he described. We can do many things but teleporting isn't one I've ever seen nor heard of."

Elijah watched his brother stare a hole into the ground, brows furrowed in thought, "Is there something else on your mind Kol?" Looking up from the ground, Kol stares at Elijah, debating if he should even make a mention of it to his older brother. He let out a sigh, Might as well.

"The person, well the girl…she sounded very…familiar."

Rebekah's head snaps his direction, "You failed to mention that yesterday. Don't tell me you're having delusions now." She frowned in concern.

"No, I'm not you Bekah!" He threw at her, her frown deepening at him.

"Never-mind that Kol. What do you mean familiar." His older brother asks.

Shaking his head Kol glances to the side, then back at Elijah, slightly nervous.

"What is it Kol?" Elijah all but growled at him.

"Well…she sounded a bit like a someone from a dear old town we left years ago." He started, watching Elijah's eyebrows go up in surprise for a second, hearing serval breaths being taken in. "Like a certain, dear I say…Doppelgänger. The third of her kind, but one and only-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence Kol!" Rebekah spits out, growling.

"-Elena Gilbert." He finishes smirking at his sister.

Elijah blinks for a moment and calmly gets out of his chair, now standing and walking over to grab a drink before turning back to his family, "What makes you so sure it's her?"

Kol let out a snort, "It's only been what? Eight or Seven since I last saw that little wench? And besides, one doesn't forget the voice of one of the people who've helped Kill one pointlessly." He finishes in a bitter tone.

Elijah frowns, last he heard anything from Mystic Falls was that Elena choose Damon and she got her humanity back, but that was years ago.

"You've got to be kidding me. Shouldn't she be in Mystic Falls enjoying her perfect little life with those stupid Salvatore's. Your'e imagining things Kol!" Rebekah argues.

"Let's say your theory is valid, what would Elena Gilbert be doing in New Orleans? And why would she try to save you and Rebekah of all people? I believe your dislike for her was recuperated." Elijah says calmly.

"And exactly who is this Elena Gilbert?" Freya spoke up in confusion, eyebrow raised in question.

"Just an annoying little doppelgänger wench from that dreaded town Mystic Falls. It's a long dreadful story." Rebekah says rolling her eyes at the thought of said girl and the town.

Elijah frowns as he looks at nothing in particular, "Yes, the lovely Elena made quite an impression on this family. However, it is of most import that no one, and I mean absolutely no one makes mention of this to Niklaus. Understood?" He speaks in his calm tone, although his siblings knew by now how much danger that tone held.

"Keeping secrets already Elijah? It's only been what? Two days!" Kol sneers as he smirks at his older brother. Elijah looks to him with a blank face.

"Let him have this one day. Please, just let us all have one day without all this ridiculous drama and we shall focus on the other tomorrow. One day of calm is all I ask Kol." He sighs.

"Well this is all peaceful and all, but I am quite famished. If you'll excuse me." Kol says with a grin and heads inside with Rebekah following.

Freya watches Elijah with interest as he is lost in thought, hand on his chin and mouth.

"This girl, you where fond of her?" She questions. Snapping out of his thoughts, he turns to her with a sad smile.

"I've never met someone who is as compassionate as her. One thing we have in common is the length we will go to, to protect our loved ones. There is a long…history there." He explains.

Freya smirks, "So I've heard. You seem to have an oddly complicated relationship with these Doppelgängers."

"And I am grateful each day that Elena did not turned out like her predecessors, even without humanity she never quite reached that capability." He tells her, his mind wondering back to their kiss years ago. Something Elijah thought he managed to keep away stirred within him. Ignoring whatever it was, he excused himself, heading inside.

Klaus and Hayley stood at the back of the porch away from the siblings, watching their daughter sit at the table in the garden and draw.

"She's terrified of me, what did you tell her?" He growls. Hayley just looks at him,

"Just that you're really old, that you'd do anything to protect her and that you love her." She says casually.

Klaus stares at her before accusing, "So was it that old hag, Mary? She's never liked any of our kind, she'd be one for such nonsense."

Hayley rolls her eyes at the man," Look, she's a sensitive kid, give her some time. I made sure that none of the bad that you, your family, and me has done, ever reaches her ears." She assures him, watching as he looks longingly out into the garden at the little girl, she let out a sigh.

"Klaus, you're everything she's ever dreamed of, you're her fairy tale prince. Don't disappoint her by doing something rash. Why don't you go to her and get to know her?" Hayley says, before leaving him to his thoughts.

Gathering his courage, he walks down to the garden and makes his way to the child slowly, as if trying not to scare her away. "That's lovely." He says with a gentleness he isn't quite used to, as he watches her paint.

She looks up at him, and he smiles at her, "Mom says you like to paint too." Curiosity in her eyes.

"I do, very much." He tells her. She looks back down on her picture unsure at first. Klaus looks away for a second, disappointed.

Getting a piece of paper from her pile, she stands and puts it across from her, giving him a look and pointing at the paper with her eyes. Klaus can't help put smile at his daughter, before going to sit down next to her and grabbing one of the brushes. They both sit in silence and Klaus smiles down at the paper, glancing over at Hope, watching a tiny smile grace her own lips.

Back at the Church in New Orleans, Vincent doing motions with his hands as he tries to cast yet another purification spell because of the events at the abandoned house while looking for the little boy, Adam, and his encounter with the blue light , over a large bowl with burning herbs

"I'm never gonna get used to that." Someone states, making Vincent stop and lean over.

"Will, thanks for coming man. Got any news for me?" Vincent asks the cop.

"Not the good kind. Adam Folsom isn't our only case. We've got three additional reports of missing kids." Will says, the tension in his voice evident. Watching Vincent let out a worried sigh, he says, "Look Vince…maybe this isn't your kind of case. Let me conduct an investigation and I'll let you know if anything Supernatural happens."

Walking up to Will, Vincent shakes his head, holding up an hand as he tells him," I need you to stay out of this one okay? I'm gonna need you to make sure the cops stay out of this too."

Will shakes his head dismissing what his friend said, "I'm not gonna leave you alone to deal with four missing kids."

"I'm not gonna be alone, I've got Marcel and his Vampires." The witch replies.

"I still don't trust Marcel." Will tells him hurriedly.

"I dont-"

"Yeah well thats just too bad. Because I'm the only guy here getting anything done." Marcel interrupts, walking up to the two as they turn to look at him, "One of my guys spotted some lights up by the old Strix mansion. The place has been boarded up for years, all the sudden, lock is busted off the front gate."

"I should call this in." Will says turning to Vince.

"Will, man, I'm trying to protect you!" Vincent bursts, a worried expression on his face. Looking at his concerned friend, Will purses his lips before giving him a look, "Fine…These kidnappings are going to his the press, Vince. My guess? You have till the end of the day, at best." He tells him, before turning to walk around Marcel and out of the church.

Watching the cop as he leaves, Marcel turns back to Vince, who gives him a look before moving past the Vampire breathing out, "Lets go."

Sensing the smoke, Marcel goes to look at the large bowl, noticing something, "Hey, hold up!" He calls to Vincent, moving to pick up the object," Weren't you just soaking this thing in lighter fluid this morning?"

Seeing Marcel pick up the notebook, Vincent's eyes widen, and with a scared expression on his face, he breaths out, "Marcel I want you to do me a favor, I want you to keep that book as far away from me as possible, and If I even try to come after it, kill me."

Marcel looks between Vincent and the book in concern, before putting the book down to follow the other man.

Damn it. He thinks as he leaves.

Slamming another one of her books closed and letting out a groan as her head falls against the table, Elena feels like she might loose her mind. After searching all night through all the books on the supernatural that she could and what her mentor had let her borrow before she made her way on her own, she felt frustrated and

It's moments like these that I'm glad I no longer need to sleep…Funny how I'm put into a four year magical coma, only to wake up and find that I never need to sleep again.

Pulling herself off the table with massed up hair an annoyed expression, she gets up and walks into her kitchen, grabbing a cup of pudding from the fridge and a spoon.

"At least I can still eat when I feel like it." She grumbles, dipping the spoon in the cup and leading it to her mouth.

"You still livin' on them damn puddin' cups?" A voice with a southern twang to it teases.

Eyes wide, Elena spins around and looks at the newcomer, before letting out a sigh and placing her food on the counter.

"Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" She growls out annoyed at the person in front of her.

Running a hand through his short, spiked, dirty blond hair, his playful dark green eyes looking over at her, "And miss out on your butt in them cute lil' shorts?"

Elena rolls her eyes, "Why are you here Nathaniel?"

"Not even a 'Hello' chipmunk?" He teases her, watching her let out a sigh. She walks to him and warps her arms around him, which he returns as she mumbles a 'hey' into his chest. He's a giant, she thinks. Taking a step back, she gives him a smile, before going to sit the her dinning chair she sat in earlier.

"So, whats up?" Elena asks, opening one of her journals.

"Just commin' to check in on ya, see how you're farrin' all on your own." He tells her looking around her apartment with amusement. "This a nice place you got for yourself. Plannin' on stayin'?"

Glancing at him with suspicion, she replies, "Just for a little while. There's something in this city that got my attention."

"Yeah, it's just crawlin' with Bloodsuckers, Mutts, and Magic, beggin' for someone to lay it in on em'." He smirks at her. Elena gave a sigh, before turning to the twenty-three year old looking man.

"Look, I know you're hear checking up on me because Alister sent you. You can tell him I'm doing fine, great in fact. I'm not a child, I've dealt with the supernatural penty of times before." She says annoyed, rolling her eyes.

Nathaniel sighs at being caught, "Fine, yeah old Al' sent me to check in on ya, but I'm worried about ya too. You've been keepin' away and can't blame him for thinkin' the worst. He's just trying to make sure you're alright."

Elena smiles, letting out a small laugh at his confession, " Don't let him hear you calling him that. I know, I'm sorry for not calling. I've been so caught up in some cases that I lost track of time. Oh, by the way…how did you get in my apartment? Actually, how did you find that I was in New Orleans?" She asks him, the suspicion back on her face.

Grining at her, he pulls out a pair of lock picks," Ya realize I was a thief before all this right? I don't need to use my abilities ALL the time, and well…I used my tracking abilities duh."

Groaning again, she sends him a look, "I don't know how I forgot that, you remind me every time I see you." He lets out a little laugh, before going to pat her on the head.

"Well, this was nice n' all, but I gotta head out." He tells her, moving his hands to his side.

"Right, tell Alister I'm still alive. " She says sarcastically.

"Right, right. Also, I got a date with a fine lady tonight at the place I'm stayin' at in Cali." He winks, with a smirk.

Laughing at his antics she goes to swat away his finger that went to poke her in the cheek, "Okay, I'll see you too then. Now, if you don't mind I have to go get ready and I'd rather not do it with you in my apartment, creeper."

Doing a mock salute, "Till next time, chipmunk." and with that he wooshed away, his laughter still in the air.

Crossing her arms, Elena shakes her head at her friend, What am I gonna do with him? She thinks playfully. Looking back at her journal, she flips it to the latest page where she drew an image of the snake symbol. Maybe I should have brought this up to him…well, it's to late now, I'll mention it next time.

With one last glance at the page, she turns around and walks into her bathroom, turning on the shower.

Back on the dinning table, the journal still lay open to the page with the drawing of the snake, which was taking on a slight blue glow in the eye of the snake.

Elijah walks into the sitting area of the house, smiling at his sister.

"Is this how you plan on spending such a peaceful day, sister?" He asks mockingly, sitting in the chair next to her. Rebekah lets out a laugh, for once a calm smile on her face, not the sarcastic once he's gotten so used to over the years.

"No, but I am enjoying the quiet for once. Of course Kol is off doing…who knows what." She tells him, her smile turns a bit sad as she watches her Niklaus painting outside with Hope.

"Yes, that is our brother, although something tells me that he won't be staying much longer. Kol's always been one to never settle. And you sister? Any plans you'd like to achieve?"

"Well, considering that my search for true love continues to evade me, I don't know what I want in this life anymore." She tells him sadly, "Everything seems so…surreal. Nik has changed, Hope has changed him so much from the man he used to be and he's genuinely happy for once. Elijah, tell me? Now that you are not burdened with trying to redeem our brother, what will you do?"

An uncertain frown grows on Elijah's face, his hand coming up to his chin, as he rests it on his palm. "Not quite, no. I can't help but feel like…something is coming."

Rebekah rolls her eyes at this, "This doesn't have anything to do with what Kol mentioned earlier? About a certain Doppelgänger?" Watching him close his eyes at the mention, "Really now Elijah? Surly our brother is simply delusional, besides what if it isn't your favorite doppelgänger and it's Katherine? Which really wouldn't make it better either way, they both suck, if you ask me."

Elijah couldn't help but smile at his little sisters rant. Always the blunt one. "It doesn't really matter at the moment. What matters is keeping our family safe."

Rebekah gives him a little smile, Keep telling yourself that brother dear. You can hide behind your walls all you like, but I've known you for a thousand years.

"I need a drink." She says, and gets up, leaving Elijah to his thoughts.

Rebekah walks into the kitchen to see her brother drinking from the blond maid. "There you are. Where ever there are Booze and boobs and you're all set aren't you." She lets out sarcastically, Such a messy eater, she thinks in disgust, watching the blood run down Kol's face.

"You know, I came in here to have a quiet bite a lone, thank you very much." He says annoyed.

"Well go find somewhere else, because I have some thinking to do and I'd like to do it over wine." She says opening a wine bottle and grabbing a wine glass. "And while you're at it, why didn't you tell me about your suspicion on who it was that saved us yesterday?" She asks annoyed.

Kol shrugged his shoulders, "It's just a suspicion, not something I fancy to be honest. I really don't want to end up owing my enemy a sense of gratitude."

His sister glares at him, " Well, lets hope it was just a fluke then and you really are just a paranoid bastard."

"You know, after five years of being trapped in a house together…here we are, trapped, in a house, together." He deadpans.

"Well at least this one doesn't have imaginary blood." She jokes at him, walking over to where he and the maid stood. Grabbing the other girls wrist up to her mouth, she bites, drawing in the blood and putting some in her wine glass, before walking back.

"It's not normal, living in each others pockets over the last thousand years. Paranoia, Betrayal, Violence, Repeat." Just as he says the last word, as if in a dream like state, the girl he feed on falls over, onto the ground. Glancing at the body for a second, and then back at his sister as she spoke up.

"While its normal you're after, I don't fancy the chances. Besides why all this melodrama all of a sudden?" She drawls looking at him. He jumps down from the counter and glares at his sister.

"While I was in there, I thought that the world would stop, but it didn't. The world kept moving, without Davina. You know, she would have been twenty-three today? And I wonder what she would have done with her time." Kol says sadly. A smile grows on his face, "She would have made the world a better place." Rebekah looks away from her brother, She really did change my brother. She thinks sadly.

"Meanwhile, we're here, breathing, and what are we doing?" He asks her pointedly, crossing his arms over his chests.

"Paranoia, Betrayal, Violence, Repeat." She sighs, answering him.

Kol nods his head in disappointment, his eyes wide and knowing.

Elijah stands on the porch watching nothing in particular, lost in thought. He takes in a breath and his hands in his pockets as he senses Hayley walk up next to him.

"Let me guess…you want the whole world to disappear." Elijah smiles jokingly at her.

"Not the whole worlds." She gently replies, "Hope can stay, maybe you. Klaus can visit on the weekends I guess." Her eyes cast downward, "I've betrayed a lot of people over the last five years Elijah. I've killed people just to cover my tracks just to keep Hope save. I was…ruthless."

Elijah looks at the ground listening to her, " You were a Mikaelson." He states, "You did what you had to do."

"The truth is, I'd do it all over again. I told myself it was all for Hope, but maybe I did it for selfish reasons too…" She tells him her eyes down cast again, unable to look him in the eye.

Unable to come with a response, Elijah turns around, so he was leaning against the reeling and takes her hand into his as he lifts it up to place a light kiss on her knuckles.

"I should be happy right now. But there's one of my kind, miserable and scared, and she doesn't deserve to be there." She tells him.

"Release her." He simply says.

"If Marcel finds you…"

"We can't do this forever." Elijah states, "Your life is more then a salvation to the Mikaelsson family, now trust me, you'll lose yourself. You are good, Hayley. Yes we all make mistakes, but you are better than the Marcel and the Mikaelson's."

Looking away from Elijah's eyes, she stares out into the forest nodding her head. Pulling her hand from his, she says, "Thank you, Elijah." Before turning and making her way down to the barn.

Bursting through the doors, Hayley hurriedly walks up to the werewolf and takes off the mask that extracts werewolf venom from her and throws it to the side.

"What-" Keelin starts off, surprised.

"Your free to go." Hayley simply says. Without needing to be told more, Keelin moves past the woman, but Hayley grabs her per arm, whispering in her ear, "Make no mistake, you are the last of your pack meaning you will be hunted. You need to disappear."

Frowning as she senses someone come toward the barn, she adds, " Someones coming, go!"

The curly hair werewolf runs to the window and jumps out. Seconds later, Freya storms into the barn looking furious.

"You let her go?!"

"I had to set her free." Hayley replies. Freya glares at her.

"Had to what? Sentence my family to death? I have to find her." She sneers, before trying to walk out of the barn, but Hayley grabs her at vampire speed and pins her by her throat.

"I don't think so." She says firmly.

"Move" Freya says as she uses her powers to throw Hayley back, releasing herself, "I can do much worse. Stay out of my way."

Hayley stands up, wincing, "Freya stop! We have enough venom to make a cure and we don't need an endless supply. Lets just get on the road and leave all this behind." Hayley tries to explain.

"Marcel could give views of his blood out to anyone! We can't avoid a threat that could be everywhere!" She argues back.

"Keelin shouldn't suffer for that!" Hayley glares, making Freya let out a bitter laugh.

"Oh and suddenly you're the arbitrary of right and wrong?" The witch taunts.

"I've done plenty of things in my life that are wrong, but I have a sweet and innocent daughter who's going around healing fireflies! If she finds out we're keeping someone captive in our barn she's gonna ask questions."

"Then tell her that the worlds a bad place and that sometimes we have to do bad things to survive. She'll learn to keep herself save early." Freya explains with bitterness.

Hayley looks at her in disbelieve, Are you kidding me? " It's not her job to keep herself save! It's mine, it's our's! And that means protecting her innocence!"

"She's a Mikaelson, she can live without her innocence!" The witch spits out.

"You mean like you did?" Hayley throws back, growling. Freya glares, at the jib the wolf threw at her.

"What she needs is her family! She's a Mikealson, she-"

"Enough." Elijah interrupts with his dangerously calm tone, "Before you say something you'll regret". Freya smirks at the arrival of her brother, He'll agree with me, surely.

"Thank you brother, now if you'll excuse me…I have a wolf to hunt." But just as Freya turns around, Elijah speeds in front of her, glaring. Freya lets out breath of disbelieve, Don't they understand the danger we are in!

"You will let her go." He orders. She gives him a look, pursing her lips.

"FIne." And she storms around and out of the barn, Time to find me a werewolf. She thinks, heading to the house.

Thoughts

Visions

"Eavesdropping, Telephone conversation."

A/N: And here is part 1 of that episode/chapter! I had to split it into 2 parts because this chapter reached over 8000 words and I wasn't even done with it, so you got some twists, some new scenes, some old with new things in the scenes. So I hope you enjoyed that! Also I'd like to say that on the behalf of this story, Elijah and Hayleys relationship status is resting in limbo currently, so like it was when she was with Jackson. I'm basically needing the window open to form the ships, and back up plans incase one ship doesn't work and another does with the whole Elena; is it gonna be Elijah or Kol. But both ships will need a good ground to work up from, since I don't just want to throw her at either and have it be done with.

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