Oh Maker of Mine
Chapter 5
Zara's P.O.V
"I must find my aunt." I tried to explain to Celeste, and seal Marcel's wounds at the same time. He was unconscious. But the fire I used to close them had him shrieking to the heavens. From the windows I could see people scurrying. It looked like some were leaving. Celeste looked up at me in with fear, "The master said-" "He's NO master of mine!" I violently cut her off. I knew what he meant by being at his table, and he would not be the one to make me into a woman. *Niklaus…please don't come looking for me tonight.* I thought this absently. "I'll be back before morning." Without waiting for a response, I rushed from the house towards the stables. Rameena seemed to know something had happened to her owner. She neighed and pranced about in her pen, her eyes wild. I had no time to console her. "NiSai." His eyes opened. I opened his pen and he clopped out, tilting his head enough for me to grasp his mane and pull myself up. Rameena's high-pitched whinny made him freeze against my nudging into him. "We'll come back for her. Run NiSai. Find my Aunt."
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Niklaus held council with Elijah and Rebekah. "We kill him and turn the slaves." Was how he figured the problems would be over. Elijah disagreed. "We are merely observers. We won't play into character, not here." Rebekah stepped forward. "After Marie left, he's become a worse monster we've ever experienced. He was blows away from killing his own son for a crime he didn't even commit. And tonight he plans on taking Zara away from Marcel for good." Niklaus suddenly vanished. Both siblings understood what he was going to do. Elijah turned to Rebekah. "Get as many women and children away from here as you can." Before he too, disappeared.
Celeste stood in front of Marcel, holding out a silver cross towards Niklaus when Elijah arrived on the scene. Her lover appearing broke her concentration and Niklaus was gone with Marcel before she could blink. "You're monsters!" she cried, holding the cross out towards Elijah. He began to explain, but by then the screams had begun. Celeste tried to rush to the aid of her people, but Elijah stopped her, knocked her out and held her close.
Niklaus merely turned Marcel and let him loose upon the French Quarter. Marcel was healed, stronger than ever and had a terrible thirst-a terrible hunger. Monton emerged from the holdings of the darkened house with rage in his eyes to see Marcel coming towards him. The whip unraveled. "Hello father."
Zara's P.O.V
I was more than halfway to the next town when NiSai reared out of a bolt. The sudden height threw me off him and he continued to run into the night. "Ni-!" my voice on its own broke off. It was dark. The moon was hidden behind clouds and the forest itself was suddenly my enemy. I heard the growls erupt around me and knew that it was werewolves that had frightened my horse so. In a brief moment of weakness, I forgot who I was…forgot everything I was taught from my aunt and my love. I forgot how to survive and they attacked.
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Niklaus watched his creation destroy his own father before an enticing scent hit his nose. A scent he's only smelled once before nut had committed it to memory. Zara's blood. Without thought, he rushed towards the smell; the sounds of ravenous wolves came next. There were only 5, but Niklaus didn't see them, only Zara's bloody, torn body in the fetal position. Klaus ripped them to pieces within minutes, before dropping next to Zara. "Zariya…" he whispered, biting his wrist holding it to her lips. No movement. He licked her throat, to asses the worst of the damage, dripping his blood on the open wound. Nothing. His heartbeat sped up and he gathered her into his arms. Within minute, he'd tracked NiSai to the next town. "MEDICINE WOMAN!" was a bellow, for no need. Marie anxiously paced in front of the stables anticipating her niece's arrival.
Present: Zara's P.o.v
After the laughter subsided, I rolled to my back to see the pretty woman still looking at us from the balcony. I sniffed and instantly sat up. "Marcel…what is a werewolf doing in my room?" he sat up beside me, the joy suddenly ashed out in his face. "Elijah should tell you." I stared at him as he got up and brushed off his jeans, his scent the same from the little witch from the corridor. He looked down at me and instantly closed his eyes. "Maybe I should get you some clothes first." My eyes narrowed, "Maybe you should. I have much to discuss with my eldest brother by bond anyway. Celeste is alive, and there is a young witch that smells remarkably like you." Marcel stepped back, his eyes open again but in clear avoidance of mine. "What do you mean she's alive…and Davina, the girl, well there's a lot you missed." I nodded. "It seems so." Sudden movement. I glanced back up to my room as a dress floated from the balcony. I stood catching it and grimaced. A dark green form fitting dress, one Klaus designed for me. Speaking of… "So, about this werewolf." I stated again, pulling up the dress. Marcel glanced up as well but she was gone. "We should go inside." "Lets."
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As Hayley bounded down the stairs, Niklaus sat up with a groan. "She's awake." Hayley was breathless, Rebekah glanced at the stairs. "She's outside with Marcel, they fell off the balcony-" "She's. yammering and its killing my aching bloody head." Came Niklaus's agitated tone. At that time, the kitchen door opened and Marcel came in followed by Zara. Niklaus was instantly on his feet, his eyes wide with confusion and rising anger. Silence. "Explain this to me," his voice was low and dangerous. Elijah held out the dagger. "You see this blade Niklaus? Niklaus!" his gaze flickered from Zara for only an instant. "What about it." He said slowly. "The witches were holding you prisoner in an agonizing sleep caused by this blade. They have taken over the French Quarter, including our home there, led by Sabine our once ally-" "Sabine is a vessel. She's possessed by Celeste." Came Zara's voice. Elijah broke his gaze from the dagger the first time since it was placed in his possession. The storm that had been building on Niklaus's face exploded and he stepped towards Zara. "What. The HELL. Are you doing alive?! I've summoned you MULTIPLE times! AFTER ALL THESE-" "Save it Klaus." Zara snapped. Her eyes on Elijah. "Who's the werewolf?" Silence. Klaus stepped back, the storm turned into a bashed cloudy fog. Hayley waved, "Hey, I'm Hayley sorry about being in your-" "You're pregnant." Zara cut her off. "Oh shit." Came Marcel from behind her. This only confirmed Zariya's suspicions. Her eyes were now in slits and they went from Elijah, to Rebekah, and landed on Niklaus. "Is the child yours?" the question was asked softly. "Hayley, maybe we should take a walk-" "No Becks, she should stay. Niklaus. My question. Is the child. Yours." Niklaus opened his mouth to answer, but his pride beat him to it. He cracked his signature grin instead. CRASH. A flowerpot nearly collided with his skull. Zariya was faster than usual, grabbing everything in arms reach, with the intent on taking Klaus's head off before Marcel tackled her into a tight hug. She shoved him off violently. "Zara-" "FUCK YOU." Came her instant reply to both Rebekah and Elijah. Blink. She was gone, teleported. A shaking Hayley dropped into the chair once occupied by Elijah, tears seeping through her fingers. All other pairs of eyes landed on Klaus who brushed dirt and glass off his shirt and hair from where several items made contact. "Find her," came Elijah's voice, tight with frustration of the news of Celeste and the coldness portrayed by his brother. Before Klaus could utter a smart remark Marcel stepped forward, his own voice low. "She saved your life Klaus. You beat her half to death and now this?" he shook his head. Niklaus narrowed his eyes. "What are you talking about?" Rebekah snapped, she shoved her older brother with one hand and gripped the dagger with the other. "Check your memory." She pricked him with it and the most recent events played back into his mind like a movie. Without words he was gone. Rebekah gave an exasperated sigh. "I hope she beats his ass." Marcel joined her, "Trust me, she's gonna try." Hayley moaned drawing attention to herself. Elijah held up a finger to Rebekah and Marcel as he picked her up and carried her upstairs.