Grace Mikaelson

-Chapter 2-

House of the Rising Son

I'm playing with my toys while Hayley is reading a book. I hear the sound of a car parking outside my new home. My big blue eyes look up as Hayley stands up quietly. "Stay here." She tells me. "I'm gonna go take a look." She says before silently leaving the room.

Outside, I hear another woman's voice talking. "Elijah, if not answering your phone is part of your clever plan to get me back to this god-forsaken city, then well done. I'm here and I'm worried. Now pick up before I kick in your bloody door."

Her words makes my light brown eyebrows squeeze closer to each other. Is there blood on the door?

After that, I hear the sound of the front door opening and closing. "Elijah?" The woman calls out.

"Who the hell are you?" Hayley asks as I hear her walking down the stairs.

"You must be the maid." The woman says. "My bags are in the car, get them, will you?"

"Hello?" Hayley says. "Not the maid." I hear the quiet sound of something dropping on the floor.

"Right." The woman sighs. "You're that werewolf girl who's Klaus's descendant. I expected you to look a little more wolfish, but I guess appearances can be deceiving. It's Hayley, isn't it?"

"You've your brother's manners." Hayley says.

"And temper too." The woman tells Hayley. "So watch it. Anyways, where's Elijah? And where's the miracle niece that I've heard so much about?"

"Well, I don't know where Elijah is, but your miracle niece is playing upstairs." Hayley says before calling out to me loudly. "Come down here, Grace!"

I whoosh downstairs to see a blonde woman standing in front of Hayley. I tilt my head up at the blonde woman. "Who are you?"

"I'm Rebekah." She tells me as she crouches down in front of me. "Your auntie. Now, how about you tell me where is your uncle Elijah?"

"I don't know." I shake my head and frown. "Klaus said that he left."

"Left to go where?" Rebekah asks.

"Klaus told us he bailed." Hayley tells her.

Rebekah rolls her eyes. "Sounds more like Niklaus has done something dastardly and Klaus-like." She says before walking a few steps away from us and shouting. "Klaus? Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother. You narcissistic, backstabbing wenka!"

She has a REALLY loud voice... "ENOUGH with all the shouting." Klaus says as he walks out of a room to stand in front of us. "Little sister, I should've known. I assume the six dead vampires were your doing?"

"They were very rude." Rebekah says. I feel goosebumps pop up my pale skin. It sounds like my new auntie does a lot of scary things too... "Trying to victimize a poor innocent girl just trying to find her way to the quarter. So sorry, were they friends of your's? Oh, that's right, you don't have any friends."

"I do have friends." Klaus says. "I've Marcel. You remember him, don't you?"

Rebekah looks a little unhappy at Klaus's words. "Yes, of course you do." Klaus continues with a smile. "He fancies himself the king of the quarter now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It will be sort of fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you."

"I don't care about Marcel or his rules." Rebekah sounds a little angry. "Elijah wouldn't just bail like this. What did you do to him?"

"Perhaps he's on holiday." Klaus smiles and shrugs. "Or taking a long autumn nap upstairs. Well go on, take a look around."

Rebekah silently walks away from Klaus before he continues. "You remember this house as well as I."

"I remember everything." Rebekah says. "And I am going to find Elijah."

"Suit yourself." Klaus smiles before whooshing away.

Rebekah looks at Hayley. "You. Wolf girl. Take the child back upstairs while I search this house inch by inch until I find what my evil brother's done to my good one..."

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Rebekah's holding my hand as we're walking. "Where are we going?" I look up at her.

"To someone who can help us find Elijah." She tells me before she puts a finger on her lips, telling me to be quiet. Then, she picks me up before silently whooshing into a closed food place.

Sophie's alone inside as she looks around nervously. "Hello?" She calls out. "Seriously Marcel? Trying to scare me? I had nothing to do with the attack on your guys last night."

I bite down on my red lips silently. Is Marcel a famous person? Rebekah quietly whooshes again, making some pots and pans clink quietly.

Sophie slowly walks back over to the wooden table she was wiping and grabs a knife. Rebekah quickly whooshes to her and grabs her wrist. Rebekah's still holding me in her arms as I wrap my arms around her.

I don't like Sophie, she's mean to me... "Sophie Devereaux." Rebekah says to her. "My brother Elijah told me about you. Know who I am?"

"Yeah." Sophie nods a little nervously. "I know."

"Then you know we need to talk." Rebekah tells her...

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"So, if I had to guess, knowing Klaus's history, Elijah has a dagger in his chest." Rebekah says to Sophie as the three of us are walking outside. Rebekah's holding my hand. "It's a magical object, you're a witch. Do a locator spell, locate the dagger, locate Elijah."

Sophie's a witch? Is that why she's not nice?

"I can't use magic." Sophie sighs and shakes her head. "It's punishable by death, Marcel's rules."

"Marcel?" Rebekah sounds annoyed. "What do you think I'm going to do to you if you don't give me what I want?"

"Not much." Sophie tells her. "I've been linked. So anything you do to me, you do to Grace."

"Who?" Rebekah frowns, making Sophie raise an eyebrow before looking down at me. I grab onto Rebekah's hand tightly as I quickly hide behind Rebekah.

Rebekah looks down at me too before looking back up at Sophie. "Oh, right. My newfound niece." She says with a sigh. "Well, I suppose we can't have that now, can we?"

Rebekah crosses her arms before continuing. "How did Marcel get so bloody powerful anyway?" She says. "He wasn't like this when I left a hundred years ago."

"Marcel has a way to tell whenever there's magic done in the quarter." Sophie says. "The power isn't relevant."

"I'll tell you what's not bloody relevant." Rebekah says impatiently. "A coven of witches who can't do magic. Here's an idea, move away." I tilt my head silently. Can magic make me new toys?

My oval-heart shaped face frowns silently. Why does Rebekah always say bloody? Wouldn't that make her hungry?

"We practice ancestral magic." Sophie says. "This cemetery is filled with the remains of our witch ancestors. Without access to them? We're powerless. If we run, we're leaving our legacy behind. Our home, our family..."

"Well, family's overrated." Rebekah sighs as she takes me to sit on a staircase beside her. "Just look at my family. Elijah idiotically believed that Grace would be Niklaus's redemption. And now, he's missing. Probably at the hands of Klaus himself."

Rebekah looks at Sophie before continuing. "And you were foolish enough to believe that Elijah can convince Klaus to go against Marcel when everyone knows that they have a history."

"Klaus sired Marcel, I'm aware." Sophie nods.

"You don't understand." Rebekah shakes her head. "Marcel is not just some guy Klaus turned into a vampire, Klaus loved him like a son. I was there the day that they met. We were burying Emil, the governor's only son... Or so we thought... Turns out the governor had another son, from a mother that he owned..."

Flashback

Everyone was wearing black that day. Klaus stopped walking when he saw a child Marcel being whipped by the governor. Child Marcel grunted angrily as he picked up an apple from the ground threw it at the governor, who was on his horse.

Klaus quickly killed the governor with a stone before he could hit child Marcel again. Klaus walked over to him and crouched down. "What is your name?" He asked him.

"Don't got one. Mama wouldn't name me until I turn ten, in case the fever took me. But it took her."

"You're a survivor, and survivors need names. How about Marcellus?"

"Marcellus?"

"It comes from Mars, the god of war." Klaus told him as he stood back and offered him his hand. "And it means, little warrior."

Child Marcel looked back to the dead governor before taking Klaus's hand and standing up.

Elijah and Rebekah stood and watched. "Perhaps there's hope for our brother after all." Elijah murmured to Rebekah...

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"...Klaus saw himself in the boy." Rebekah says. "He remembered how our father used to beat him. He too was the bastard child of a man who saw him as nothing but a beast."

Rebekah's story is making me cry... "Why are you crying?" Rebekah looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

"It... It's so sad!" My words don't sound clear as I'm crying.

"Oh, honestly..." Rebekah sighs before she stands up, picking me up with her. She rubs my head before looking at Sophie again.

"And that is why your plan will fail." Rebekah tells her. "All you've done is bring back together two long lost souls. Without Elijah between them, who knows what they will do..." She says before we leave...

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It's nighttime. Hayley and I are sitting on a park bench. Hayley's making a special drink for me. "I promise you'll like it." She smiles at me as she pours something from a small bottle into a cup for me along with some water.

She's just about to give it to me when a big blow from Mr. wind stops her. She quickly stands up nervously as the wind makes my curly light brown hair fly around. "Hayley?" I tilt my head at her.

She quickly turns her head when there's the sound of a little tree branch breaking. Hayley quickly stands up before picking me up with her. She looks a little scared. "Let's get out of here."

"I don't think so." A scary man pops up behind us. Hayley quickly turns around. The man's eyes are turning red and there are scary dark lines around his eyes. I'm scared as I squeak and quickly wrap my arms around Hayley.

Hayley hugs me closer to her before looking at him angrily. "I've had it with you vampires!" She growls before splashing the cup of water in the vampire's face.

The vampire screams loudly as Hayley turns around and is about to run, but there are two other men standing in front of us. I don't like these men, they're scaring me...

Something in my tummy rolls round and round and it makes me feel like I'm getting sick. Something at the back of my throat tastes salty and everything I see becomes fuzzy.

I start crying just as Rebekah suddenly whooshes in front of us. She snaps one of the man's neck with a loud crack and rips a big thing that's dripping with blood out of the other man.

I'm even more scared than before and the smell of blood makes my tummy croak like a froggie. "I'm... I'm hungry!" I cry loudly.

"I don't have any food with me right now..." Hayley starts but Rebekah interrupts her.

Rebekah hands me a blood bag. "Here." She says nicely. "Take a drink. Fill your tummy."

I sniffle before smiling at her. "Thank you." I say before drinking the blood bag in her hands...

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Rebekah, Hayley, and I are back home "This is why I told you never to leave the house with Grace or alone." Klaus tells Hayley, who just rolls her eyes. "Werewolves are banned in the quarter, and I'd much rather Marcel not know of Grace's existence. I had a plan and your little nighttime stroll put it all in peril."

One of the three men that Klaus threw on the ground is starting to wake up. Rebekah walks toward him, but Klaus yells at her scarily. "Leave him! You've done enough, don't you think? Leaving a trail of bodies like a road map to my door."

It's scary when grown-ups yell, it makes me want to cry. I pull on Hayley's arm tearfully. "I want to go inside to play..." I whine a little.

"Yeah, go ahead." Hayley nods to me quietly. "Go upstairs to your room and shut the door, okay?"

"Okay." I say before whooshing into the house and up the stairs...

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I hear the grown-ups fighting downstairs and the sound that sounds like someone's chocking. "Nik! Nik!" I hear Rebekah yelling along with some whooshing sounds. "Take your hands off her! She's a part of this family, for God's sake!"

I hear Hayley coughing before Rebekah continues. "All of this blaster about not wanting or caring for Grace and then the second she tells you that she was considering harming her..."

Then, there's nothing but the sound of Hayley breathing heavily. I open my bedroom door just a little to take a peek outside.

"It's okay to care." Rebekah speaks up again to Klaus. "It's okay to want something. That's all Elijah was trying to do, all he's ever wanted for you. All we've ever wanted." Rebekah sounds like she might cry soon.

There's a LONG moment of silence before Klaus sighs and sits down on a wooden bench. Rebekah sits down next to him sadly. I feel my tears starting to fall. I don't like being sad, it makes me cry...

"I gave Elijah to Marcel." Klaus speaks up quietly.

"What?" Rebekah sounds unhappily surprised and a little scared.

"Marcel was nervous." Klaus sighs. "It's bad enough one original returned to town, but two? His crew is getting antsy. He wanted Elijah gone, so I gave him a peace offering."

"You bartered our brother?" Rebekah sounds a little angry.

"I've a plan." Klaus says. "Gain Marcel's trust, dismantle his empire, honor Elijah's wish that Grace be safe, I am executing that plan the only way I know how. If you don't like it, there's the door. See if I care..." He whispers to Rebekah before standing up and walking away...

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"I didn't give it to her." I wake up to Hayley's voice beside me. I don't like sleeping alone...

I open my big blue eyes to see that she's talking to Klaus, who's holding a little bottle that looks like the one Hayley had before.

"What is that?" I look at the little bottle that's in Klaus's hands.

"A secret." Klaus says before he hides the little bottle in his pocket, making me pout whinily. He chuckles as he walks over and sits on the side of the bed beside me. "It's still early in the morning. You should sleep a little more."

"But I'm hot!" I whine.

"This house is like a swamp sauna." Hayley tells him. I tilt my head. What's a swamp sauna?

Hayley clears her throat before continuing. "This whole thing with Marcel... The deal you have with the witches trying to take him down, take what's his... Rebekah told me that you two once loved each other like family. What happened?"

"I've made Marcel everything that he is, I treated him like a son." Klaus says. "And when my father chased me and my family from New Orleans a hundred years ago, we believed that Marcel was killed, we each warned him in our own way. Yet, when I returned, I found not only that he survived, he had thrived. Instead of seeking us out, instead of sticking together as one, he made a choice to take everything my family had built and make it his own. Now, he's living in our home, he's sleeping in our beds, and him, he stamps everywhere. It's not for Marcel, it's for Mikaelson."

Klaus shrugs with a smile before continuing. "I want it all back, and if I have to push him out to get it, then that's exactly what I'll do."

My oval-heart shaped face frowns a little. I don't really understand... "Are you going to be my daddy?" I ask quietly.

"Yes." He smiles a little before I reach my arms toward him.

"Hug hug?" I tilt my head at him. He chuckles as he picks me up.

Then, he looks at Hayley again. "I'll have someone see to the air conditioning." He says before he leaves the room with me still in his arms...

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Rebekah walks in the front door just as Klaus carries me to the bottom of the stairs with him. "You're right." She says to him. "The girl, Cami, she's the key. Marcel likes her, and because of that, I got to see that secret weapon of his you've been going on about."

"Well, don't stand on ceremony." Klaus says impatiently as he puts me back down on the floor. "What is it?"

"It's not a what." She tells him. "It's a who. A girl, Davina, she can't be more than sixteen, and I've never felt power like that."

"A witch." Klaus nods.

"She's not just any witch." Rebekah shakes her head. "She's something I've never seen before. Something beyond powerful and now, because of you, she has Elijah. Who knows what she could do to him."

"Where is she?" Klaus asks.

Rebekah's silent for a moment before speaking up again. "That clever bitch..." She murmurs. "I don't know."

"What's wrong?" Klaus frowns.

"She wiped my memory of the location." She says, sounding unhappy before widening her eyes at Klaus. "Marcel possesses a weapon bigger and more powerful than an original, and you handed our brother to him!" She yells out the last part, making me shrink back nervously with a quiet "Eek!" I whoosh into another room to hide behind a wall...

"How many times will Elijah forgive you?!" Rebekah continues angrily. "How long until his hope for your redemption finally die?"

"I did what I had to do!" Klaus roars back. I sniffle as I feel my eyes getting wet again. I'm going to cry soon.

"Marcel took our home!" Klaus continues loudly.

"And our home is worthless without family." Rebekah shouts at him before taking a step closer to him. "I am finding Elijah, whatever it takes. Are you going to help me?"

I still don't know where Elijah went or what happened to him... I start crying a little. I'm scared...

"Whatever it takes." Klaus murmurs with a nod before Rebekah whooshes over to me and picks me up. "Come here, pumpkin..."

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Author's note: alright guys, here's another chapter. Please remember to review!