Believer

Chapter 2: Haunter of Ruins: Part 2

Getting out of the shower, Elena walks over to her draws putting out clothes when she was hit with another painful vision. Not being able to close her eyes, she stumbles backwards onto her bed.

Four children taken and unconscious in an abandoned mansion. Strange blue light. Snake eating itself. Two men, a witch and a vampire being killed.

Snapping out of it, Elena felt a headache come in. Shaking her head to clear her mind, she searches through the images again, but the visions came so fast that she didn't have time to concentrate on what the abandoned mansion looked like fully.

"Damn it!" She growls out angrily, getting of the bed and paces. Now how am I supposed to get there in time to get those kids! And that damn blue light with that stupid snake! But…at least I have a lead on what's in this city finally!

Letting out a frustrated sigh, she rubs her forehead, "Guess I'm not that immune to headaches after all." Grumbling she gets herself ready and thinks, I'll have to ask some local if there are any abandoned mansions around…that won't look suspicious at all.

Dressed in her usual attire of black skinny jeans that are stretchy, a green short sleeved shirt, with a tan jacket and her usual black combat boots, Elena walks over to her dresser, opens it, and grabs something covered in a thick clothe. Carefully unfolding it, it reveals a medium length silver dagger, the handle made of metal, and bones of a bird, which both swirled around Hematite stone. The bones encrypted with symbols to small for the human eye to read, making it look like a design of swirls.

Running a finger over the edge of the tailing point blade, down to the serrations near the hilt of the blade, Elena smiles softly at it before placing it inside her jacket, hidden from the wandering eyes. Letting out a breath of nervousness, she said, " Well, lets go safe some kids."

Within seconds she disappears and appears in her usual alleyway. Looking around, she casually walks out, making sure her barrier is over her, so no one notices her. Walking over to the popular bar, she goes inside, eyes grazing over the people inside, looking for someone familiar.

Spotting Josh, she puts on a charming smile, replaying a story in her head that wont make her look too suspicious.

"Hey Josh!" She calls out to him, making him turn his head toward her and smile. He's really adorable. She thinks walking toward him.

"Hey…Elena." He says hesitant, remembering yesterday. "What can I do for you?" He asks, putting the hesitation away.

"Well, I've been hearing about this Abandoned Mansion some people I go to class with and I was wondering if its real, you know since I'm new and all." She watches his eyes widen in fear for a second. Clenching his jaw as he grips a glass he was holding, he sets it down, Why would she want to know about the Strix mansion? What if she's one of the bad guys after all?

"Why would you want to know about that old thing?" Gotchya! Smiling she tilts her head in confusion.

"Is there something wrong with it?" She asks.

"Look, Elena, stay away from that place. It's old and ratty and dangerous. Tell your friends that their better off not going anywhere near it." Letting out a sigh, Even now, I'm still not good at playing coy, she glances behind her, before looking back at Josh and extends her barrier around the Vampire.

"Okay, I have my reasons, but I need to know where it is. I put a barrier around us, no one will overhear." She stresses. Josh narrows his eyes at her. Looking around he tells her,

"And tell me why I should help you, for all I know you could be planning something?" He asks casually, picking up a glass and cleaning it with a rag.

"Because it you don't, four kids will die, along with two men. I have…visions of sorts. They only come in the most fatal situations, and let me tell you, they will come true if something isn't done." She explains calmly. The mans eyes widen at her words.

"So…what you're a witch? Why should I believe you?" He throws back at her suspiciously.

Running out of patience, she lets out an annoyed huff, before plastering a sweet smile on her face, Screw it, I'll have to pull a Damon…Katherine…Hell, maybe it's a Klaus. Bad cop? Lets stick with that.

"You might wanna believe me because I'm not a witch, nor a vampire, or a werewolf, but I'm more than capable of making you experience Hell on earth if you don't tell me where the mansion is. Otherwise the consequences of those children dying will be on you. I like to protect humanity Josh, don't make me change my mind about you." Letting him go, she sits back in a chair, still smiling at him.

Josh gulps in fear. Somehow I'm more afraid of her, then I am of Elijah. There's something…odd …about her. If she's telling the truth about those kids…what if it's those kidnaped kids that Vince talked about? And oh god, why does this have to be so difficult!

"Alright fine, I'll tell you. Just…don't let anyone know that I'm the one who told you." He says, letting out a sigh of defeat. Self-Preservation? She thinks. Elena listens as he gives her directions to the mansion. Nodding, she lets out a hurried thanks and walks out of the bar and signals for a taxi. Getting in and giving the old man in the front directions on where to go, they drive away.

Lost in thought during the ride, she thinks guiltily, One minute I'm acting all protective, the next I'm threatening him. This life sucks sometimes, but I'm protecting a lot of people by doing it…

Coming up to the edge of a dirt road, she asks him to stop there, signaling the end of the drive. The old man looks at her and raises an eyebrow, "You sure this the right place? You're not getting into any trouble are ya now?"

Elena shakes her head at him and smiles, "Just a little nature walk to clear my head." Not a complete lie.

"Well alrighty then. That'll be $15 for you little lady." He tells her, although the underlining suspicion was still there. She hands him the money and gets out of the car, smiling and giving him a last wave before she watches the car drives off for a second before heading down the dirt path. Am I really that bad at lying today? She things miserably as she walks the path, kicking a rock.

Closing her eyes, the listens to her surrounding as she walks, feeling the energy that nature gives off. Smiling as birds in the background chirp happily and bunnies I think? Hop around.

Opening her eyes at the sound of a car engine in the distance heads her way and fast, she disfigures and fly's up high into a tree, hiding and watching a Black and White car zooms past. Narrowing her eyes at the faces she somewhat recognized, he eyes narrow and she follows behind, her cloud-self hidden by the trees. As the car comes to a stop infinite of a gate, her eyes widen, Bingo! Forming back into her physical features, she moves to the ground, making sure her 'notice-me-not' barrier was in place as she hides behind a tree, pressing her back into the bark as she listens to their conversation.

"Now I know you've seen a lot of crazy over the years," One man says, the bald one, from the bar, "But I've never seen you scared. So are you gonna tell me what we're up against here?" He asks the other man, closing the door of the car.

"The past; your past, my past." The man with hair says, pointing from the bald one to himself. Elena raises an eyebrow with interest at this, " A few years ago when you where ruling this city with an iron fist, you had a lot of witches terrified at every single turn." He explains.

"I was protecting Davina." The other man answers with a cold stare. The grave from yesterday…Elena thinks, recognizing the name.

"Yeah well, I had something to protect too! And I wanted to take you down Marcel." The guy tells Marcel, a nervous smile on his face. He looks away from Marcel, "For my wife, for my unborn kid. Sooo, I started to look for all forms of magic that you can't defend against. Couldn't find anything, until one day that notebook just sits there on my table. It's an instruction manual; sacrificial magic, but it's not something I've seen practiced anywhere before."

"Come on Vince, it's not like you're the first witch in New Orleans to practice sacrificial magic." Marcel says.

"This is not to the ancestors! This is something different, something older than the ancestors, and the book never gave it a name." Vince tells him.

"Okay, so who gave you the book? A witch must have tampered with it."

"Thats the thing Marcel, the books written in my handwriting!" He says, his voice pitching slightly at the end. A nervous, scared laugh escapes Vince, "And I don't remember writing it."

Listening to the two men's conversation, Elena's eyes narrow at "Something older than the ancestors" If I learned anything over the passed years surrounded by the supernatural, it's that ancestors have a way of bitting you in the ass. But older? This sounds a lot like something Alister told me about once, but I can't put my finger on it! Deciding to reveal herself to them, she pushes off the tree and walks around it, toward the two.

"Well, whatever you did, it's been giving me headaches ever since I stepped foot into this town." She says casually, standing next to Marcel and looks up at the gate with a blank expression.

Snapping his eyes to the side of her face, Marcel's eyes widen, before they turn into a piercing glare, "And just who the hell are you?" And how come I didn't sense you coming? He silently growled.

Vincent blinks at the strange girl, she's young…but how did Marcel not notice her? Or did he? Headaches…maybe she knows. He looks around behind him before staring back at her, "Where you here this entire time?"

Taking her eyes from the gate and targeting them on the vampire…hybrid, she's seen at the Bar often enough, she tilts her head before giving a tired smile. " Yeah, sorry I had to listen in on your conversation but it's the only way I can gather information without having attention drawn toward myself…I'm Elena, by the way ." Her hands move into the pockets of her jacket before looking back at the gate.

She looks a little familiar. Marcel things before opening his mouth again," Yeah well…Elena…I don't take kind to strange people coming up to me in dire situations, people who apparently get headaches from other strange supernatural things in my city." He glares.

Shrugging at him, she simply says, " Your City? I don't see your name on it? Are we in kindergarten? Or maybe you're the Vampire Mayor? Because that one would be new…Anyway, I don't care what you like and don't like. I care about fixing what's poisoning this city."

Growing angry at her words, Marcel moves at vampire speed at her, only to bounce back and feel like he hit a brick wall. Staring at her with angry eyes, he watches a small smile form at the corner of her mouth as she continues to look at the gate with calculating eyes.

"Yeah, you might not want to do that." Turning toward the men, "May I ask who you two are?"

"Marcel Gerard, and I'm king of this city, so you better start liking my likes and dislikes or you might not enjoy this city much further." He threatens. The girl stares at him blankly, before ignoring him and turning to Vince. King? Seriously, what is he Klaus 2.0? Urg. Elena groans internally.

Hesitant, Vince steps forward, "I'm Vincent…you know what this thing is?"

Elena purses her lips and looks at his eyes, full of hope at the thought of her knowing. Letting out a sight, "Maybe…I don't know. I've been getting some…visions, flashes of images really about this servant eating itself and children. The symbol seems familiar, and I had a flash of this place, but since it's in the wood, I had a bit of a hard time to find it, but thanks to a local and following your car when it came down the path…Anyway, its familiar, yet something about it is off." She explains leaving out the part where she's heard of what Vince described before, nut not knowing for sure nor wanting to raise any hope, I'll just keep that out for now at least.

Turning back to the gate, she narrows her eyes at it, before lifting her hand and flinching her finger tips a little, making the gate burst open and breaking one of the doors off its hinges. The Hybrid and Witch jump back at the burst. Letting out a grimace, she sighs in disappointment at her hand. Too much power, gotta work on that.

"So you're just another witch then. Figures." Marcel sneers. Elena rolls her eyes at him, He's making this difficult.

"That's insulting. But no, I'm not a witch, I'm not a Werewolf, Hybrid or Vampire. So…can we get on with this and please try and figure out whats going on in this city and save those kids? I'm a bit on a time scrunch since the visions only happen within a certain time frame of the event." Without any further ado, she walks into the gates area.

"I got a bad feeling about this." Marcel grumbles, turning to Vince, who sighs and gives his vampire friend a shrug.

"I say we give it a shot. Worst comes to worst, we have another thing to worry about in this damn city." Vince answers.

Marcel rubs his forehead, "As if I don't have enough to worry about. That girl…is strange. What kind of barrier was that? And the way she…basically blew the gate up."

Vincent frowns in thought, Now that I think about it…" I don't know…Didn't even know it was there, I couldn't feel it. As for the blowing up part…yeah I don't know man."

Marcel groans, Great. Just…fucking great. "Come on, we better catch up, before things get worse." The two hurry up to catch up with the strange girl, Elena.

Hayley searches for Elijah later that evening, after the events with Freya and Keelin, until she finds him under the makeshift gazebo in the garden. Sitting in the chair, legs crossed, with his chin in his hand as he leans on that arm, she knew he was deep in thought.

"How many miles away are you?" She asks, teasingly, sitting down next to him.

Glancing back at her, a smile forms on his face and he removes his hand, dropping it into his lap.

"Somewhere in New York or Virginia, I haven't quite made up my mind yet." He answers, he smiles slightly. Hayley raises an eyebrow at this.

"Really now?"

"Many years ago, I've made a decision that I regret to this very day. I suppose part of me paid for that mistake later on, about a year after the incident." Was all he told her. They sat in silence for a few moments.

"What was her name?" Hayley asks quietly, staring out at the garden.

"I believe you've met before, back in Mystic Falls." He answered with a broody expression. "She and I have a complicated relationship of making negotiations and promises and breaking them, yet we still kept coming to one another for help. Last time I saw her, she had her humanity turned off and we've had an exchange of words."

The brunette nods her heard, her eyes wide in a bit of disbelieve, "Elena Gilbert. You know, I'm not surprised after all I've heard about the doppelgängers and your history with them." She tells him calmly.

"Yes, I suppose history had a way of repeating itself. Somehow the most complicated one seems to be Miss Gilbert. There always was an odd chemistry between us. Uncharted territory if you will… even now."

"She's all the way in Mystic falls, living her vampire life with Damon now Elijah, don't you think its time to leave the past where it is?" She tells him gently, touching his shoulder.

Elijah shakes his head, "It's not quite about the past. Not entirely at least. Kol, he mentioned that when he went to save Rebekah from the cemetery, something odd happened; a girl showed up in a twirl of clouds, saving the both of them from being staked. He said she sounded like Elena, but he wasn't sure because her energy was potent."

Hayley's eyebrows rose in shock and then dawned of realization, "You think she's in New Orleans. But why would she be? Are you sure Kol isn't imagining things?" She says the last jokingly. Elijah smiles at her,

"Well, I must say that my brother has quite the imagination. However, it is important that Niklaus does not find out about this. I am not certain what he will do once he finds out she's here."

"Even after all these years and everything you've done to each other, you still care for her. I get it Elijah, I really do and I can't blame you for it. Even now with Jackson gone for five years…I can't entirely move on yet, not until I feel like I'm not throwing all of his efforts to help me away."

Elijah stays quiet, and they both shared a look of understanding, sitting and listening to the sound of nature, thinking back on the past.

After bringing Hope inside after their little walk through the garden once they where done painting, and her mentioning about being cold, Klaus now sat by a desk, looking at his daughters images while she slept in her room. Hearing his sister walk into the study he says with delight,

"My daughter is an art prodigy."

Rebekah lets out in a breathy and teasing tone, "Well she's far better than you ever where." Walking toward his desk, "Granted the bar is very low."

"True art is lost to the feeble minded." Klaus answers her mockingly as he smirks up at her from the pictures. Rebekah smiles down at him, and his smirk replaced with a smile, which turns downward quickly as he notices the look on his sisters face.

"Kol wanted me to say goodbye." She tells him carefully.

"Well, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Whats he chasing this time?" He asks, the disappointment in his eyes clear as day.

"Does it matter? He'll return." Rebekah smiles.

"He always was a selfish git." Klaus smirks again.

"He died twice and spent five years in Freyas beige dream land. You can forgive him a bit of wanderlust." Her voice gentle.

"I don't see you packing your bags." He states back quietly, but the looks that suddenly grew upon her face let him know otherwise. He looks away from her, and Rebekah goes to sit in front of him, grabbing his hand into her own.

"Nik, you do not need me anymore. I know that I'm your favorite sibling and of course I adore you, but lets face it, my heart wants something more. I want love. I want a family of my own. And wouldn't it be nice if we could part on happy terms for once? No daggers, no exile, just 'so long for now, see you again soon.'" She gently explains to him, tears threatening to fall frothier eyes.

Klaus looks at her, a blank expression on his face as he is unable to fully look her in the eyes. He lets out a difficult sigh, and pulls her hand toward him, pulling her up so they where both standing, now looking her in the eye.

"You where the only one who never treated me like a misfit. For centuries my only place was by your side. Now I belong beside my daughter. And I suppose you deserve to find your place in the world as well." He lets her know, his own tears now threatening to fall.

Rebekah smiles up at him and warps her arms around his neck, hugging him, "Thank you." She breaths out, and he returns the embrace."

Keelin carefully checks her surrounding before heading to some old bar's parking lot. Sensing danger, she ran to the car, trying to break into the vehicle, but seeing the witch who kept her captive in the bar so brutally, she started running, but a pain in her head came so strong she feel to the ground in pain, until she fell to the ground, unconscious.

Freya walks up to her and sighs, "Sorry, but I need you for just a while longer." Using her strength, she lifts the wolf girl by the waste, and an arm around her shoulders, like a friend would carry another drunken friend. Carefully placing her in the back seat, making sure she wasn't hurt to badly, the blonde gets into the front and drives back to the house.

Once arriving she uses her magic to make carrying the wolf easier into the barn, and creating a magical barrier around her, so she wouldn't escape.

As they near the Strix mansion, a pain shot through Elena's head, and she releases a groan, making the men turn and look in concern. Letting out a breath, "We're getting closer. Its like it's sending me a warning." She says, clutching her head, "Ahhhhrrrrr." She cries as the acid like pain came at full force and she falls to the ground. Vince moves to help her up, but she shakes her head, "I'll be fine, just give me a minute. Go and take care of what you came for."

Not taking another second, Marcel speeds into the Mansion, Vincent not far behind him. Finally alone, Elena's breaths grow into pants and she bites her lip as another pain shot through her head, Four children, their eyes clouded, white and soulless. Eyes snapping open, her eyes full of panic as she turns to the mansion. Hissing as another wave of pain came, she stands up with determination and runs off into the mansion, ignoring the pain as best as she could. Damn it. Shit, shit shit, Damn it, No no no. Fuck. No! Her mind goes into panic.

Huffing as she senses the familiar energy again, she stops walking and stands in shock. Thats…oh god… Closing her eyes in concentration, she disfigures into a whirl of clouds, which shots through the hallway, toward where the energy is in a burst. Seeing in her state as the a strange witch in a room full of candles was giving Marcel an aneurysm and four children fall to the ground, eyes empty, she refigured in her human body, pulls out her dagger and slams the witch up against the wall with her power, putting one arm against his neck and placing the tip of her dagger against his chest with her other hand.

"What the hell are you thinking of, messing around with that? Do you have any idea what that thing could bring upon this world?!" She growls. He grins at her with crazy eyes. Regaining his balance, Marcel goes to stand and watches her, as he goes to pull Vincent up.

"Soon it will be completely free. The world will stand at its mercy and no one, not them, not you, nothing will be able to stop it! You can't save those children! They belong to it now." He laughs, "Vincent set it free, gave it breath! Now it must be feed!"

She feels him try to use his magic against her, but her barrier stops it. His eyes widen, "No! Why isn't it working! It promised it would work!" Looking her in the eye, he sees a flash and his eyes grow bigger, fear and terror in his eyes, "You! You are-"

But before he was able to finish, she drove the dagger in his heart and watches the magic and life drain out of him. Stepping back she lets the body fall to the floor and steps around it. Marcel stands up in shock as he looks at the girl and then at the blade, but then snapping his gaze over at the kids, before his eyes land on a table with items on it. Slowly he walks over to it.

"The kids." Vincent says and hurries to where the bodies lay. "Guys, the spells already in motion and it's stringing the life out of these kids."

"Vincent…what the hell is this?" Marcel demands. Vincent stands and turns to a table, picking up an object.

"The witch, he used the kid's personal items to bind them to the spell. I know this magic, I-I can revers this." The witch says and he turns and bends, chanting a spell.

After Rebekah had left, Klaus sat in the chair in front of the fire place continuing to go through Hope's drawings, smiling at them. When he came upon a picture of a beast like creature, its body black and a red eye. Klaus's eyes looks closer at the creature eating its self, when he heard movement behind him.

"Dad?" Hope says weakly. Quickly he goes to kneel down infant of her.

"What is it darling?" He asks in concern when he notices the sweat covering her forehead. Putting his hands on he small shoulder, he felt her burning up.

"Dad, I think somethings wrong." She says, her wide blue eyes looking into his own, "I had a dream about a bad man. He was hurting these kids and…I think he hurt me too."

Klaus's eyes widen as she spoke, "I feel dizzy and…my head hurts." She winces as she says this.

Her fathers eyes grow with panic, " Hayley!" He calls out, not knowing what to do.

Hayley runs inside the house with Elijah, watching blood start to drip from her daughters nose. Hayley own eyes grow wide in worry, taking her daughter into her arms.

"Mom, I'm so cold." Hope says weakly.

Frowning at the kids, Elena steps toward them and runs her hand across one girls face, fingers tracing the edges as she runs them to her eyes and opens them slightly. Her frown deepens at the sight of cloudiness disappears.

Pulling her hand back and letting it drop to her side. This is bad.

The kid's bodies jerk and they each start to wake up and open their eyes in a daze. "Vincent?" One dark skinned boy asks in confusion as he rapidly blinks.

"Yeah man, yeah you're okay!" Vince says in a cherry tone, hugging the boy.

Is he trying to convince the kid or himself? Elena couldn't help but think. She goes to help some of the rest of the children up, smiling at them in reassurance and leaving her bloody dagger at a table.

"How do you feel?" She asks one of them gently.

"I wanna go home." The little girl responds.

"Well, get you home soon enough, but first were gonna get you all checked at the hospital alright? Just be patient."Vince tells them, receiving a nod back. They seem to respect him. Elena thinks, Maybe I can trust them with half the truth…would that be bending the rule? Alister would kill me.

The three of them help the kids stand up, when Elena glances over at the table and frowns again.

"Hey, there are five totems, but only four kids." She tells them.

Marcel looks over and a worried look crosses his features, "Then where's the other kid?"

Walking up to the table, Elena looks at the items before feeling a pull to the hair brush. Gently, she picks it up and turns it around. Behind her, Marcel lets out a curse under his breath. Eyes tracing the crest of an 'M' on the brush, she knew immediately who the fifth child was.

"I'll go call an ambulance for the kids." Marcel says, walking out of the room they where in. Vincent makes sure the kids have a place to sit until help arrives, he moves back toward the table with the totems, his eyes growing sad and tired.

"Earlier…you mentioned about keeping your wife and unborn child safe from Marcel…may I ask what happened to them?" Elena asks after a few moments of silence, setting her doe eyes, wide and confused on Vincent. His jaw clenches slightly at the memory of his family, before glancing at her from the corner of his eyes, remembering her listening in on a very private moment in his life. Letting out a sigh, he decided, Might as well tell the rest of the tragic story of my life.

"This thing…it didn't destroy me nearly as much as it destroyed my wife. She noticed how I haven't been sleeping, trying to achieve this goal. One night, she realized that maybe what needed to be sacrificed was something more then an animal, something with a stronger connection. She sacrificed her beloved bird…it worked, but something went wrong with the spell. Eva..she began to lose her mind. Children where starting to go missing. Some witches and I tried to purify her one night and something went horribly wrong. And my unborn child? I don't know…I just…I ruined everything, I should have never messed with that kind of magic." He hisses harshly, glaring at the totem of leaves and twigs binding together to form the symbol of the snake eating itself.

The girls simply watches the emotions pass Vince's face, not knowing what to do. This man is…almost hollow on the inside. Looking away from him, Hope's brush still in her hand, she concentrates on the energy around her. Everything is so cold, so…dead.

Marcel walks back inside, "The ambulance is here, come on guys you're going home." Yawning and grumbling tiredly, the kids follow behind Marcel. Vincent mentions purifying the place, now that they're gone, but even as he does so, Elena can still feel a residue of cold energy float about the room. It's much more powerful then they can even begin to understand.

Elena tuns and puts the brush back onto the table, she takes in an unnoticed breath, Vincent can heal Hope. He'll need to meet with the Mikaelson's, but I think its best that they don't know that I'm in this city yet. First…first I need to make some calls, before I even try to explain to them exactly what this is.

Turning around to see Marcel walk back in side, saying that he loaded the children into the ambulance, she spoke up in a monotone voice, "Everything is taken care so far…I believe its best if I go now, I don't want to intrude anymore then I've done already. I'm sorry about eavesdropping by the way."

"Wait!" Marcel calls out as she turns. She stops and looks at him, waiting. Marcel shifts on his feet, looking very uncomfortable, "The least I could do is thank you for saving us back there…that wasn't something I've ever seen before. I would like to know what you are…"

Elena smiles secretly at him, " There's no need for thanks, it's my job. Although the gesture is always welcomed and appreciated. As for that other bit…There are a lot of things out there in this universe, things that are a lot bigger and more dangerous than vampires, werewolves, witches, or any kind of hybrid or other supernatural." She takes in the flash of worry that crosses his face and sighs, "My point is…some things are best left in the unknown." And without another word, she disappears in a twirl of smoke.

"Tell me that wasn't weird at all." Vincent says from his corner. Marcel shakes his head.

"Definitely weird." Looking at Vincent he says, " Well now to the big picture. You saved those kids, looks like you're a hero." Marcel finishes, smiling. Although Vincent doesn't look as thrilled.

"Adam could have died, all those kids could have died. And if Hope Mikaelsson is linked to that spell, she's gonna die. We need to get her back here so I can purify her. And cast a cleansing spell on New Orleans soil."

"I just got them out of this town Vince!" Marcel growls.

"Well, bring em' back Marcel! She's a kid, and she's practically your sister." Vincent tells him, poking at wounds he knew were dangerous. Marcel give Vince a hard look, but lets out a sigh.

"Look, I'll send them a message, get them down here and get m'out ASAP alright? We don't have a choice, this thing…it's bigger then anything we've fought before. And it is angry if it decided to come after those kids."

Hayley was laying against the back of the arm rest, with Hope's head on her chest. She watches worriedly as the little girl was breathing unevenly in her sleep, stoking her hair in comfort as Freya tries to see whats wrong with Hope.

Shifting a bit in her seat, Hayley felt something stranger in her pocket, moving her hand to see what it is, she pulls out a note.

Klaus looks at her, brow raised in question, "What is it?"

Reading the note, she looks up at both Elijah and Klaus with a worried look, "It's from Vincent, he knows whats wrong with Hope. He says he can heal her."

"No, absolutely not!" Klaus growls, the idea of this being a trap angering him.

Elijah straightens and puts a hand on his brothers shoulder, "As much as I don't like this Klaus, this is the only option we have. Hope isn't getting any better."

"I hate to say this but if Vincent says he knows what wrong with her, then you might not have a choice. Whatever is wrong with Hope, it is dark. I've never felt anything like it." Freya says standing next to Klaus.

"Fine! I will go to New Orleans and sort this out myself!" Klaus insists but Elijah stops him again.

"No. We will go and handle this as a family." He tells him carefully, "It is much to dangerous to go by yourself." Klaus nods in agreement in the end.

Elena walks toward Rousseau's after disappearing from the Mansion. With a solemn smile, she heads inside, the bar being almost empty, she notes. A few customers strewn in a couple of booths and tables, she decides to take a seat at the bar.

"Come to hold promise of your threat." Josh says, somewhat casual, yet annoyance and playfulness at the same time. Letting out a sigh, she shakes her head.

"No, thats taken care off." She tells him. He watches from the corner of his eye as her expression looks lost.

"You sure, because you look like someone died." He tells her. Letting out a snort at this, Elena runs her hand through her hair.

"It's just…I feel like I finally had my life back in order and yet it really wasn't. It's never been in order. All this supernatural, even just knowing about it, it eats away at your soul if you don't hold onto it. Ever since I got mixed up in this, even back when I was still human, my morals and everything I believed in has been tested and twisted so much that who I though I was, isn't really me, but it is a part of me. I'm starting to realize that who I am is a lot more complicated then I've ever thought to anticipate."

"That sounds like you had a rough time, but why are you telling me all this? I mean, not to be rude, but you don't seem like the kind to spill their feelings out to anyone." Josh asks in confusion.

Letting out another sigh, she looks at him with tired eyes, "Tonight I am. What I am, it has two sides that turn into one. Light and dark, they turn into the grey. Sometimes one tries to overshadow the other, and I try to hold onto the good part as much as I can. I wanted to apologize for what I did earlier. You didn't deserve to be threatened that way, for something you had nothing to do with."

"Well, I can tell you one thing I've seen over the short years of being a vampire." He tells her, a smile on his face as he goes to grab two shot glasses and sits them on the counter in front of her. "And that is that I have never heard an apology from someone for what they did and acknowledge it with such sincerity." He pours tequila into the glasses from the bottle he grabbed underneath the bar, and sits it back down, "That in itself, seems like someone who isn't so bad. Truth is, after the death of my best friend," He looks at a picture with the brunette and a blonde, "I struggled real hard trying to be good. She kept me together through all of this, but I remember her words and the world feels like a better place. We all struggle to hold onto the good inside of us, but it's not impossible."

Elena looks at him with a genuine smile and raises her shot glass, " Let's drink to that." Josh nods and raises his own.

"To the struggle of being supernatural." He says, smiling.

Laughing, she says, " To the good inside of us."

Clicking their glasses against on another, they throw back their shots.

Freya waited a few minutes, before she felt the other girl shift around and wake up.

"I know what you're thinking. I'm the wicked witch of your story." Freya says with somewhat of a smile, "But if I could track you down that means plenty of other people could too. The only difference is, they all want you dead. My family needs you alive." Freya says looking at Keelin, who was now standing with her arms crossed, "Be grateful for that."

Keelin glares at the witch, "Oh you want a thank you? Come closer, I'd love to show you my gratitude."

Freya rolls her eyes, when the girls wrists got her attention." You're a wolf, why aren't you healing?"

Keelin snorts at her, "Oh now you suddenly care? You know, you're not very good at this whole kidnapping thing." She draws her lips into a hard line when the blond shot her a look, "I was out on a hike with a friend who also studies medicine like me. Slipped and scratched myself on a rock, she came over and wanted to patch me up, next thing she knows, the wound is gone, like I never even cut myself. You can imagine how difficult that is to explain without looking like some sort of freak? The thing is, we are all biological organisms, even the supernatural, so I started studying myself."

"And you found away to stop yourself from healing with your medicine." Freya says with slight wonder, as she stops grinding herbs together in her bowl. "Why not reverse it?"

"I didn't think I had too. I was living a normal, human life till that little wolf queen kidnapped me, and now with you holding me captive and all." Keelin shots Freya a hard look. Ignoring the dark skinned girls look, she walks to her with her bowl and hold out her hand, waiting.

"This will help with your wounds." She says, mentioning the bowl. Hesitant, the other girl holds puts her wrists into Freya's hand, who immediately starts to apply the herbal paste to the girls wrists, then grabbing some white bandages and warping them up.

"Thanks…" Keelin says, unsure. Freya's lips twitch upward, but the gesture disappears quickly before turning back into a serious look.

"My sibling are heading back to New Orleans, butting themselves at risk to protect my niece. We need a cure now more then ever…unless we find a way to destroy the disease." Freya says slowly as realization hits her.

"What are you talking about?"

"You want your freedom, I want to keep my family safe. A way to get what we both want. You said so yourself earlier, all living beings are still biological organisms. If you found a way to weaken yourself, than with my magic and your medicine, we can create a way to kill Marcel Gerard." Freya says in amazement.

Elena let out a breath of relief once she steps inside her apartment and closes the door. Leaning against it, she closes her eyes for a moment, It's been a long day and I still need to make that call. First I should eat something though…Looking at the kitchen counter and seeing her left over pudding cup from this morning, she makes a face. 'Thaniel is right…I need to eat something different, pizza maybe? I can just order that.

Pulling her jacket off and tossing it on her couch, she grabs her phone and places the order. Once done, she walks back over to her jacket and pulls out her dagger from the inner pocket. Inspecting the blade, still covered in blood, Elena smirks just a little, I can't feel sorry for someone who was about to sacrifice a bunch of children, especially if my assumption to the being is correct.

"And now that I have something to work with…" She mumbles quietly to herself, I can see if 'its' residue in the blood is anything to go by. Assuming it got into his head and the guy wasn't just downright full on crazy and sacrificial for his 'cause', whatever that is.

Sighing she walks and puts the dagger on her dinning table, watching as the black stone almost hummed from the blood on the blade.

After her food arrived and she at some of it, she put it away before grabbing her phone again. Looking though her contacts, she stops at a name, thumb hovering over the screen. Pressing the dial image and holding the phone to her ear, she waits until she hears someone pick up.

"Alister." She greets, making her way to her bedroom, picking up her bloody dagger on the way, closing the door behind her.

Kol was walking down the empty back road, in the dark ,when he came upon a stranded convertible, classic too. Seeing the body sitting in the car, he walks up to it calling out, " Hey, buddy! Nice ride you've got there! Mind if I borrow it?"

As he turns to the drivers side, he sees the mans throat covered in blood. Recognizing the sent of the vampire he rolls his eyes, "Really?"

"Well, I knew you'd like this car, you're so predictable. Although I couldn't resist the extra snack on the side." The blond vampire says as she showed up on the passengers side, smirking at him, blood dripping down the corner of her lip.

"What are you doing?" He asks his sister.

"Staring a new adventure, and anywhere you're going is as good as any. Besides, someones got to keep you out of trouble." Rebekah smiles knowingly up at him. Looking away, he sighs then opens the drivers door, pulling the body out and dropping it on the street before getting in. Rebekah gets in the passengers side and they both smile at each other and then speed away in the darkness.

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A/N: Here is part 2 of that really long chapter, this one become longer then intended. I know I said that chapters range from 2000-4000 words, but I might have to up that because if I add part one to this like it should have been it would be around 11000 words, but I don't want to exhaust you guys from to much happening. And I'm not sure my fingers can take it. I know I said I'd update yesterday, but College came in the way and easter was happening, so I decided to take a break. I wrote a few scenes word for word from the tv, but not too many, so were staring to see progress on that. Also Elena is acting very odd at the moment, but there you all will find out eventually.

One thing I will tell you, especially if you're a proactive reader, its pay attention; there are hints everywhere; some are obvious others are not. Some things may not make sense now, but they will later on in the story.

Sorry for any misspellings and bad grammar or diction! English isn't my first language, but I've gotten better at it then where I was 10 years ago in 6th grade, sometimes it's still difficult to catch on to the error's I make.

Thank you for the wonderful reviews last chapter, you guys made me smile the entire day! And thank you to those who followed and who made this story one of their favorites, ya'll are awesome and I hope you know that!

Fun Fact( maybe its fun): I named the story after the song 'Believer' by Imagine Dragons, because the first time I heard it, and after watching the first episode of the 4th season of 'The Originals', it inspired me with a scene and tada!

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