Grace Mikaelson

-Chapter 10-

The Casket Girls

Rebekah's holding my hand as we're walking down a street with LOTS of people wearing funny clothes and a lot of them are dancing. "The casket girls are a legend, Grace." She tells me.

"What's a legend?" My oval-shaped face frowns as my head tilts up to look at her.

"A legend is a very famous story about the past." Rebekah looks down at me. "It's a festival with stylish costumes and supernatural flair. It's a yearly reminder of how women can be oppressed by selfish men and how they can triumph by being brave enough to fight for themselves."

I bite down on my red lips as my big light blue eyes look up at her. I don't really know what she's saying... "Is it a good thing?" I ask.

"Of course." Rebekah smiles as we stop walking before she crouches down in front of me. "And it's going to be lots of fun..."

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Rebekah and I are standing by a store with lots of dresses hanging on a rack with wheels. "Shall we find something pretty for you to wear?" Rebekah smiles at me.

"Yes, please." I smile back widely as I nod before Rebekah starts looking at the dresses hanging on the rack.

Just then, Marcel walks up to us. Rebekah sighs unhappily. "Dull, dreary, hideous."

"Are you talking about the clothes or something else?" Marcel smiles a little at her, but Rebekah looks as if she's a little annoyed at him.

"Why? Feeling insecure?" She says to him unhappily before smiling down at me. "Come on, princess, let's go somewhere else to find pretty dresses."

"Okay." I say as she grabs my hand again.

"So long as you're with Klaus, you don't get to touch me." Rebekah tells Marcel coldly before walking away with me...

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Rebekah and I are back home as Rebekah's looking in a big wooden box. "Hey, you are back." Hayley smiles at us as she walks up to us, holding a dress of her own. "How did the dress shopping go?"

"At least I found something pretty for Grace." Rebekah shrugs as she glances between Hayley and the new almost-white pink dress she bought me, which is laying beside the big wooden box. Then, she smiles down at me. "Right, pumpkin?"

"Uh-huh." I smile back with a nod.

"So the witch is missing, huh?" Hayley sighs quietly to Rebekah. I don't know why, but the word witch doesn't sound nice...

"Walked right out the front door apparently." Rebekah mutters before looking to Hayley. "Know anything about it?"

"No..." Hayley frowns as if she's not sure about something. "Although, I did tell her that the witch elders were dead."

I tilt my head silently. I don't know who they are talking about...

"Why would she care when the witches tried to kill her in that ritual?" Rebekah shakes her head. I feel goosebumps pop up my pale skin. I don't know what ritual means, but the witches sound scary and mean...

I quickly pull on Rebekah's hand with a nervous whimper. "Auntie, hold me..." I tilt my head up at her as something in my throat feels as if I've just eaten something REALLY salty. I don't like scary things, it makes me want to cry...

"Come here, princess." Rebekah smiles at me softly as she crouches down and picks me up before hugging me close to her.

"I think it had more to do with the fact that Marcel didn't tell her that the one thing preventing her from being freed had being eliminated." Hayley says. I don't know what she's saying...

"So you're the reason she's run off." Rebekah nods.

"I was just telling her the truth." Hayley shakes her head. "She's the one who just realized that they've been using her to keep their control over the witches."

"Well, I've never been a fan of the boys' club." Rebekah sighs tiredly. "Just wait, and Elijah will join them, and the three of them will be impossible. Used by the witches, lied to by Marcel, manipulated by Elijah, threatened by Klaus, just like a modern day casket girl."

Rebekah's using some hard words, but her words don't sound nice... "Are you talking about Davina or yourself?" Hayley asks as I wrap my arms around Rebekah in a hug.

"Does it matter?" Rebekah says unhappily.

I tilt my head. "Did something bad happen?" I pout.

"Don't worry, sweetheart." Rebekah smiles at me a little. "We'll stick together..."

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It's night time and Rebekah's holding me in her arms as we're at a street where there are lots of grown-ups talking, dancing, and laughing.

"You don't like festivals?" Klaus says to Marcel just as Rebekah carries me over to Klaus, Elijah, and Marcel.

"I don't see why not." Rebekah smiles as she walks up to them with me in her arms. "Who doesn't love a street fair?" I don't know what festivals are and I don't know what street fairs are...

"Sister, come to help us find our stray?" Klaus asks Rebekah. What's a stray?

"We can't let your secret weapon get in the wrong hand, can we?" Rebekah says as she puts me down on the ground.

"For the record, we're moments away from retrieving her." Klaus sounds as if he's really sure of something.

"I recognize that tone of voice, Niklaus." Elijah says. "Clearly, you have some diabolical machination. What is it?"

But Klaus just smiles at me before walking away. "I'll see you a little later, sweetheart..."

"Okay." I nod quietly before Klaus walks away and over to a dark-haired boy I don't know.

I try to repeat Elijah's hard words. "What's a di-ya-bao-lei-ko mie-kah-nai-tion?" My oval-shaped face frowns as my straight nose twitches.

Rebekah, Elijah, and Marcel all laugh. I pout as I don't know what's funny... "It simply means that Niklaus is about to do something naughty." Elijah tells me with a smile. I tilt my head silently. Grown-ups do naughty things too?

"I'm going to call Hayley." Rebekah says as she pulls out her cellphone before looking down at me. "She's going to look after you while the rest of us grown-ups have business to attend to..."

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Rebekah, Elijah, and Marcel left Hayley and I at the place where there are lots of happy grown-ups. There are lots of fun things to play with here...

But right now, Hayley and I are in a corner where other people can't see us. Hayley's feeding me a blood bag...

"After you're nice and full, we can go get you some face paint, okay?" Hayley tells me with a smile.

"Okay." I nod after taking gulping down all the blood in my mouth. I feel four of my teeth getting longer. It only happens when I'm drinking blood or when I'm hungry. The grown-ups said that those are my fangs.

When I hear the blood bag make a tsuuuu sound, I know I'm done drinking. "Can I get Tinkerbell painted on my face?" My big blue eyes look up at Hayley when my mouth is empty.

"Of course." Hayley smiles. "Anything you want." Then, she stands up, picking me up with her. "Come on, let's go take a look around..."

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"Oh, that's beautiful." Hayley smiles as a grown-up lady I don't know is painting my face. "I'm gonna take a picture." Hayley says as she takes out her cellphone and snaps a picture.

"Thank you." Hayley smiles at the lady as she looks as if she's done. Hayley gives her some money.

"No problem." The lady smiles back at Hayley before looking to me. "Enjoy your Tinkerbell, princess."

My oval-shaped face smiles up at Hayley as she walks over to me and picks me up into her arms. "Come on, I think it's about time we head home..."

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When Hayley and I are back home, we see Elijah looking through Davina's drawings. "Hey." Hayley smiles at him.

"Hey." Elijah looks up with a smile before crouching down in front of me as I'm standing beside Hayley. "Oh, you got face paint. That's beautiful."

"It's Tinkerbell." I smile back happily.

"I can see that." Elijah nods with a smile before picking me up into his arms.

But when he picks me up, I see Davina's drawings are put together in a way that looks like Celeste, the scary lady.

Goosebumps pop up my pale skin as something in my tummy feels as if I've eaten lots of ice cubes. I feel my eyes grow wet. "That's the scary lady..." I whimper as I'm about to cry soon...

Hayley's eyes widen at the image of Celeste. "Elijah, isn't that..." She gasps, sounding unhappily surprised.

An image of Celeste pops up in my mind. She's holding a VERY scary-looking white knife... Something in my tummy feels as if I'm about to have a tummy ache... I don't like this feeling...

"Why is she scary, pumpkin?" Elijah asks me gently.

I start crying a little. "She's gonna make bad things happen..."

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