AN Hi lovelies. I am baack. First a big thank you to Lotr Addict for translating spells into Greek. And of course I can't forget YOU, my readers. Big thank you for the reviews I got.
I do not own TVD. JP does. The new characters and the plot to this story are mine.
In case we do not hear from each other in the following day. HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
"Marcel."
The teenage girl called her friend.
"Davina, you called."
The dark vampire said while nodding in greetings.
"Yes. I felt strong magic from Sophie's bar though something is wrong with it."
She shuddered remembering the power surge and the cold feeling with it.
"Wrong? What do you mean?"
Marcel frowned at the witch.
"It felt odd. Not quite there. Like the source was somewhere else."
He nodded.
"No matter. Magic is magic. The rules have been broken and there will be repercussions."
With that said he left the room to extract his kingly duties.
*Meanwhile at the Mikaelson's manor*
"Are you sure Marcel cannot detect your magic?"
This was the tenth time Klaus asked the young witch.
"Yes. The witch will only sense the power within the bar. She might know it didn't come from there but that is about as much as she can get out of it. Seriously Klaus, how many times will I have to repeat myself?"
It was getting quite ridiculous. She might of zapped him, if she didn't know his worry was directed at the blond vampire, who was sitting next to him with her hand in his. At some point during the entire ordeal Caroline's hand found its way to his, who of course didn't look a gifted horse in the mouth.
"As long as I feel like it."
He snapped to which she only rolled her eyes.
"Klaus. She said it's untraceable."
To this point Caroline hasn't spoken a word, lost in her own world.
He looked at her and sighed, slightly relieved to hear her talk.
"Are you fine, love?"
He asked while placing his other hand over their joined hands.
Aww they are so cute together, the witch coolly smiled to herself.
"I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"
It seemed Caroline didn't notice how long she has been wrapped up in her thoughts.
He shook his head.
"Let's move on shall we."
With that he turned his attention to the witch again.
"Amethyst. Care to explain what comes next?"
At the same time Caroline came to her senses and finally noticed her surroundings.
"Where are Rebekah and Elijah?"
After the performance of the witch, they both retreated to their rooms, each going to sulk over the lost of a potential nephew or niece.
"Sulking around the house."
Klaus shrugged.
"Don't be that insensitive. It's not like you also didn't enjoy the thought of being a father."
Caroline made a point there but the difference between him and his siblings was that for the first time he had someone else to lean on other than his estranged family. Albeit the person he was leaning on would probably never give him the time of day then again wasn't she here with him in New Orleans?
"Amethyst."
Ignoring Caroline's words he addressed his old friend again.
"There is nothing to tell. When the time comes, we will formulate a plan. In the meantime I have some business to take care off and I'm sure you still want to be king. Call me if you need me."
She said as she began walking out of the room. At the doorway she stopped and looked back.
"Spare me a room, will ya?"
He nodded and she went on her way.
"Have fun, you lovebirds!"
Was the last thing they heard before the front-door closed.
"Now, love, why don't we talk about you, wanting to leave? I assume the notion is gone now."
Caroline nodded, her cheeks slightly red from embarrassment.
"Good. As it happens I have something for you."
He stood up and motioned for her to follow him.
They went to his studio where he picked up a sketchbook. Upon seeing it Caroline remembered how she ruined the last one in her fit of anger.
"Klaus."
She said as they locked eyes.
"I'm sorry I ruined your sketches."
The sadness in her eyes broke him and he offered her a reassuring smile.
"No worries, love. I have more of them."
As he spoke he gestured to the sketchbook in his hand.
"This one is one of those. Come sit."
The both of them took a seat on the couch that was perched on the side of the studio.
Taking a look through the sketches, she noticed they were not all of her. There were a few sketches of places she never saw. The sketch that caught her eye was of Paris. In the center was the Eiffel tower, around him a few cafés with people roaming around the streets and a couple about to kiss at the front.
"This is stunning, Klaus."
The picture was everything Caroline imagined of Paris. The perfect image of romance.
"Thank you, love. This is a gift from me."
He smiled slightly.
"What?! No. I cannot accept this. Beside did I not tell you before, you cannot buy me off with gifts."
Although secretly she loved to be showered with gifts. Each one was unique and more breathtaking than the other.
"I insist. Take it as a pre-Christmas gift."
True the hybrid never celebrated Christmas but Caroline did.
"Fine. Just don't be surprised if you see a gift with your name under the Christmas tree."
He smiled as a Cheshire cat.
"Stop smiling like that."
She chastised him.
"Love, I believe Santa will find no tree in this house."
Seeing the mischievous smile on her lips, he frowned.
"Despite being two days to Christmas you, my dear friend, will throw a small family gathering." Before Klaus could oppose, she firmly stated: "I do not care for your objections. You will go out and obtain a Christmas tree by your own hands if needed, while me and Rebekah will arrange everything for the dinner. Give Elijah the guest list if there is one or take him with you. A few extra hands won't hurt. Beside you two are in desperate need of brother bonding.", while holding her hand out in a shushing manner
"If that is what you want then we are having a party."
A squeal was heard through the house, no doubt Rebekah overheard them.
*back in Sophie's bar*
"Redecorating, Sophie?"
A voice said at the door making the people in the room turn their heads towards it.
"Marcel. What bestowed upon your visit?"
The witch asked although she knew what brought him here.
The later was quite surprised by the hanging body parts.
"It seems you used magic. Though considering the scenery I'm beginning to think you were the victim more than the doer."
He said as he touched a leg sending it rocking like Newton's cradle.
"Care to tell who you pissed off to deserve such decorations?"
The three words that came out of Sophie's mouth send a shiver through his spine.
"The original family."
No doubt this was not only a mark for the covens head but also a warning to him.
"And what angered my sire and his siblings to mark your head?"
It was as feared; their heads were wanted by the originals. Marcel's words confirmed as much and shattered all the hope they had.
"We might have deceived them."
Marcel quirked his eyebrows.
"Interesting. Must be a big betrayal for them to react as this."
He knew his sire, after all everything he knows Klaus thought him. For him to react in such a violent manner and have his siblings right at his side, the witches must of done something gravely against them.
"It is. If you have no other questions I would like to clean up."
With a nod he left, contemplating what he saw.
After a few minutes a young woman stepped into the bar. She had long black hair and cat-like green eyes.
Her whole stance emanated power.
"Oh I see my work of art has been nearly cleaned up."
All the witches turned their heads towards the newcomer. None of them showing friendly faces.
"It is not wise to go up against a clan alone in New Orleans."
Sophie threatened which brought out a smile on the lady's face.
"Silly girl. You will find out your petty clan is no match for me soon enough."
The Deveraux girl frowned.
"And what makes you think that?"
If possible the smile on the newcomer widened.
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Amethyst. You may know as the guardian of witchcraft."
The last part made all the witches quiver in fear. If the guardian was here, it meant only one thing. The prophecy is real.
"You are the sihir penjaga."
A frightened Sophie said.
"Correct. Not only had you nearly cost us our victory but you went against the Marakuja and the originals."
Amethyst scolded.
"We did not know he is the man in the prophecy."
A girl in the clan explained as if everything should be alright now.
"I do not believe you."
The guardian snapped.
"You know what I think? Your wish for freedom made you believe it wasn't true although deep down you knew."
Amethyst concluded.
"To achieve it you went as far as to break natures laws. By doing so you deceived a family, the original family, and nearly destroyed us."
She firmly stated, her eyes full of anger.
"There have to be consequences for your actions."
She murmured
Spase to nomo, diorthose to nomo
Dese ti dinami, afise tin eleftheri
Ithe i thelisi tis fysis na apokatastathei,
over and over until a bang was heard. The whole coven was lying on the ground.
"What did you do?"
Sophie asked as she attempted to sit up.
"I striped you of your magic."
The witch shrugged.
"What?! Why?! Please give it back to us."
The girl begged.
"You wanted freedom, now you have it."
With this parting words, she left the bar to make one last visit.
AN: Here is the spell in Greek script and in English:
Σπάσε το νόμο, διόρθωσε το νόμο
Δέσε τη δύναμη, άφησέ την ελεύθερη
Είθε η θέληση της φύσης να αποκατασταθεί
Break the law, mend the law
Bind the power, let it go
May nature's will be restored
Hope you enjoyed it. Review if you like.
P.S: you still didn't tell me what you like more spells in Greek script, Greek pronunciation or plain English.
P.P.S: you may have noticed the chapters are slowly progressing and some are showing just a part of the day that continues into the next. Well this will change in the future. (hopefully) Right now I want to go quickly but slowly to my main plot. That is why everything happened within a week. (maybe a few days more)