Summary:
It has been over a thousand years since Juliet Ambrosia had last seen her one true love; then again if it weren't for him, she wouldn't be the monster she was made to be. Nevertheless, once news reached her ears that vampires were at war – fighting to kill one of the Original Vampires so their sire line could rule, Juliet decided it was time to reveal her existence to protect her sire line; Klaus. Secrets come to light and a love reignites but will it last long?
Disclaimer:
I do not own any character from CW's The Original, nor the story line of vampires fighting for 'strongest sire line'. I do however own Juliet Ambrosia and any plot that involves her. Please have respect and do not, under any circumstance, take or plagiarize my work for I have worked hard to write this fanfiction.
Savior pt. 2
Entering the city of New Orleans during the night time meant being surrounded by New Orleans night life. Most of the time the vampires didn't mind being around the massive amount of tourists populating the city's streets and bars. However, on this specific night, both Elijah and Juliet worried about the vampire species being revealed with Rebekah's sudden irrational mood swings caused by the mark on her arm. While in the car for the remainder of the drive, Juliet had attempted multiple spells to banish the mark from Rebekah's arm; she knew there was no real cure to the dark spell casted over the Original vampire.
Finally the trio reached the Mikaelson Compound. Elijah instructed for the women to stay behind so he could explain the situation first before Rebekah reveals herself. Though Juliet was a little curious why he wanted to enter first, the woman stayed back with her old friend and smiled up at the blonde. "It's bad isn't it?" Rebekah asked; her voice low and sad. Juliet wanted to provide some kind – any kind – of comfort and tell her that everything was going to be okay. But she couldn't; not when she knew that the spell was irreversible. Instead, Juliet wrapped her arms around her old friend, embracing her in a tight and comforting hug.
"Come on, let's get you inside." Juliet grabbed hold of Rebekah's hands, interlacing their fingers together before she led Rebekah inside the building. The two girls held onto smiles until they heard Elijah's voice, informing those inside the house about an 'urgent problem' they were facing. Rounding the corner, Juliet and Rebekah came into view to find Freya, Hayley and Jackson standing in the room.
"Well to be fair, I am the prettiest urgent problem you have ever seen," Rebekah spoke sarcastically as she let go of Juliet's arm. Both Freya and Hayley rushed to their feet to give their family member a hug; smiles exchanged and happy glances came from the woman as the men stood back to give space. "Not that I don't appreciate the warm welcome, I do need you to take a look at this mark," Rebekah spoke, pulling her sleeve up to show the skull mark on her arm. Freya's brows furrowed as she examined the mark.
"Have you seen anything like this?" Freya questioned, her eyes finding Juliet's. The woman looked over to Elijah, wondering why everyone always assumed she knew the answers to everything.
"I have an idea of what it is, but I'm not one hundred percent sure," Juliet answered finally after Elijah offered her a shrug.
"Then let's get to work."
Freya and Rebekah sat side-by-side on the couch in the Compound as Freya thoroughly examined the skull-shaped weal on Rebekah's wrist. Juliet noticed the mark had grown larger and more painful looking since they were in the car. Elijah paced around behind Juliet while Jackson and Hayley watched with worry. Rebekah sighed in frustration before addressing the issue to Freya. "Give me the bad news, Doc."
"Aya's stake was cursed, obviously. It infected you and as this mark grows, you will go mad. Left unchecked, you will become a relentless, unstoppable Ripper," Freya informed her sister, the rest of the family listening. Rebekah sighed again as she rolled her eyes sarcastically.
"Aya was always thorough."
"The Stryx always employ a safeguard," Elijah spoke, annoyed. "In the event that we were successful at retrieving your body, you were cursed. You see, if one is on a rampage, one is not difficult to hunt." Elijah turned his expression to his sister and again to Juliet. "Can you two fix this?"
Freya picked up the stake and examined it, noticing a set of unfamiliar-looking runes carved into the end of it before looking up to Juliet. "The spell is carved here. I can … I can reverse it." Freya rose to her feet, Juliet walking over to the woman. It was then when she noticed the dazed look on Freya's face and the quiet tone of her voice. "I just … need some time … and a hell of a lot of magic." Suddenly, Freya's eyes rolled back into her head as she fainted and collapse. Elijah raced to his sister to hold her up, his hand holding onto Juliet's as the woman had already caught the fainted witch.
"She was fine; Hayley healed her," Jackson spoke with a look of worry. Juliet looked up to the man; Hayley's husband and gave him a small nod - her way of saying thank you for that information. Elijah looked down to his sister and noticed a puncture wound on her neck which was still bleeding.
"This scratch is not healed," Elijah pointed out; Juliet's eyes moving to the wound. Poison. Juliet looked up to Elijah, fear in her eyes as it clicked in their minds. "This is poison," Elijah informed the others. "This is an assassination attempt." Juliet pulled Freya into her arms and hauled the girl's body onto the couch. "Is there anything you can do?"
"I got this," Juliet spoke, her annoy attitude clearly showing through. Putting her hand on Freya's arm and the other over the wound, Juliet closed her eyes and began chanting a spell she hoped would help against whatever poison was injected into her system. And as the woman worked her magic, putting all of her concentration on the poison she could feel in Freya's system, Hayley beckoned for Elijah to follow her around the corner so she could speak to him. Jackson watched closely, envy and jealousy in his eyes, as Elijah stood from the armrest and moved to follow the woman.
With pursed lips and arms crossed, Hayley gave a stern look to the older vampire, a brow rising in worry. Elijah let out a soft sigh in reply and ran a hand down his face. "She's a Hybrid; part witch," Elijah revealed to her. Hearing this new information made Hayley even more uncomfortable with the presence of a new face around the Compound; under the same roof as Elijah.
"And you trust her?" the woman inquired, her arms still tightly folded across her chest, her expression never faltering from her stern appearance. Elijah looked where Juliet was trying her best in healing his sister, Rebekah and Jackson hovering around them. As much as he wanted to keep his guard up around Juliet, he knew he didn't have a chance. Not when the way the crook in her raised eyebrow would make him smile, or the way her subconscious hair flip whenever she concentrated made his stomach flutter. All of his emotions from back before he was turned into a vampire slowly crept back; the effect she had on him was seeping its way through.
"I do," Elijah replied, his eyes finding Hayley's once again.
"Why? 'Cause she's a witch and a vampire?" Hayley argued; her voice low but filled with harsh tones.
"Yes. And because it is better to have her on our side then against us, Hayley. You do whatever you want, but Juliet is staying as long as she would like." Elijah walked away from the woman, his eyes rolling as he was offended by Hayley insinuating his decision was poor.
"She's waking up," Jackson called out as Elijah approached them. Juliet opened her eyes to see Freya stirring from her sleep. Elijah extended his arm, holding onto his sister's hand as she awoke. Pulling herself up, Freya looked around to those surrounding her.
"Are you okay?" Elijah asked concerned.
"I feel weak," his sister responded, her voice meek.
"Those vampires must have stabbed her with something." Jackson spoke and Juliet's head snapped to get a good look at him. The Stryx were beginning to get on her nerves, though they were secretly doing her own bidding, it seemed someone had their own ideas of what loyalty was. Letting out a frustrated sigh, Juliet moved her gaze back on the injured witch, suddenly feeling responsible for her pain. Elijah pulled out his phone and walked away, making a call while Freya reached out to grab Rebekah's injured arm.
"For this, I'll need a pure silver knife, some white muskroot…" Hayley and Jackson went too to find the ingredients needed to cure Rebekah.
"Freya, you can barely float a feather right now, let alone save the world," Hayley spoke, her eyes averted back to the witch. Freya, who was still panting and weak from the poison, shook her head.
"I can channel Finn. And besides, Juliet has enough power for the both of us." Freya put a hand on Juliet's arm with a smile while Hayley gave a look toward the new woman. Juliet noticed Hayley's hesitant body language but merely shook it off. In all the years she was alive, never was she intimidated by any of the women Elijah had fallen for; Hayley was not going to be the first. Plus, she knew Hayley didn't care much for her, and Juliet's feelings were mutual.
"Oh, lovely! My fate rests in the hands of our black sheep of a brother that we have trapped in a necklace! I'm sure he's just leaping to help," Rebekah scoffed, rolling her eyes as she heard the name of her older brother.
"Well, besides Juliet, he's the only other powerful witch here, and I can use all the help I can get, sister." Freya got to her feet, letting out a soft sigh with Juliet by her side, helping her walk toward her room. Rebekah and Hayley watch worried as the two climbed the stairs, slowly than usual as Freya tried her best to keep up with Juliet.
Once they reached Freya's room, the woman went to search for everything she needed for the spell. Juliet, holding the stake tightly in her hand, stood by the foot of the door, watching as Freya stumbled and limped as she gathered what she needed. Crossing her arms against her chest, Juliet beckoned for Freya to hurry as she knew just how long they had until Rebekah would spiral out of control. "We should get this started right away," Juliet urged, reaching her hand out to the girl, helping Freya with her footing. As they walked over to the upstairs living room, Freya repeated the spell she believed should help in the situation.
"Niax en at tem alach ti. Niax en at tem alach ti." Freya chanted on repeat as she sat at her tray table, clutching onto her talisman holding the spirit of Finn, holding the stake in her other hand. Juliet sat across from her, chanting the incantation with her fellow witch. However, even with the help of her own powers, drips of blood began falling from the inner and outer corners of Freya's eyes mimicking tears as she drained her already dwindling strength. Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed past them as Finn's spirit appeared beside the witches looking exasperated and unhappy.
"The pain you endure for these monsters you call family…" Finn stopped speaking as his eyes found Juliet. And though the two never had much of a history as Finn was his mother's shadow, the man looked relieved to see a familiar face. "I knew you weren't dead," he proclaimed, offering a bright smile which only made Juliet roll her eyes.
"We're a little busy at the moment Finn; it would be nice if you offered some help," Juliet commented, her body beginning to shiver from the spell.
"Is it worth it, sister?" Finn asked, his gaze falling on his older sister who was gasping for air in between her words. Without answering him, Freya continued chanting, squeezing tightly onto the talisman and Juliet's hands as they both repeated the incantation. The two continued chanting; blood still pouring from the gentle but stern and focused eyes belonging to Freya Mikaelson. Juliet knew the girl could not continue this way, not without the help from her brother as it was a very powerful dark spell casted by Juliet with the help of other witches; powerful ones. The older Hybrid knew there was no way Freya was going to achieve completing the spell, and even then, there was no way of breaking the enchantment from Rebekah; not until the prophecy was over. But Juliet continued chanting, her eyes focused on Freya.
"You are dying for her," Finn exclaimed, hurt to see the pain Freya was going through just to save the siblings who did nothing but want to kill him. "Let Rebekah go. Let them all go!" But Freya shook her head vigorously, her eyes still squeezed shut in concentration. "It can just be the two of us again."
"I will save her. If I am at all important to you, brother, help me!" Suddenly, Elijah appeared at the door with a glass of water, his eyes wide with worry as he took a glimpse of his sister.
"Freya!" Elijah rushed to her side, giving Juliet a look of disapproval. "Freya stop. Please, stop."
"No! Don't touch me! Do not stop me!" Freya yelled, her hands gripping tighter onto Juliet's hands. And though the woman was part vampire, Juliet hissed from the pain of Freya mashing her bones together.
"Listen to me," Elijah started, moving closer to his sister. "We must help Rebekah but we must not lose you in the process." Elijah stripped off his jacket and looked to Freya with concern; surprising Finn. Overwhelmed by both Elijah and Finn's pleading, Freya lashed out in frustration.
"Help me or get out!" Closing her eyes again, Freya returned to casting her spell between her frantic gasps for breath, Juliet joining her. Worried about his sister, Elijah's hollow fangs fell and he bit into his wrist, rushing his healing blood to his sister.
"This will strengthen you," Elijah whispered toward his sister, placing his wrist in front of her mouth to drink. Finn, unseen to Elijah, walked behind Freya and leaned forward to whisper in her ear as Freya hesitated to drink.
"As will my power. Just this once, sister. For you." Finn placed his hand on Freya's shoulder and allowed his sister to tap into his own power, using the magic of the Mikaelsons and Juliet's. Finn began whispering the incantation as he closed his eyes to concentrate while Freya, relieved, began feeding from Elijah's blood to try and replenish her strength.
Author's Note:
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