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.
Heart Shaped Box pt. 3
At the Mikaelson manor, Juliet had excused herself into her room to speak with Marcel over the phone as Hayley informed the brothers about the attack against her. With the knowledge of the un-linking spell needing a special kind of heart, the woman let out a sigh as she spun and allowed her body to fall against the large bed. Hayley's heart was never in question; she needed to stay alive for Juliet's plan to continue. However, as Marcel further explained what kind of heart they needed for the spell, a light bulb suddenly shined brightly as an idea struck. Immediately, Juliet sat up with a smile on her face. "Wait Marcel, the spell needs Hayley's heart or at least one identical to it, correct?" the woman asked. Marcel slowly agreed to her question, afraid of what she was going to be suggesting next. "The Unification Ceremony Hayley and Jackson performed didn't just marry them, it made his heart identical to hers." Marcel let out a sigh, finally realizing what Juliet was implying; they would have to dig up Jackson's heart.
"You're not seriously…"
"Do you want to be unlinked to one of the most hated vampires in the world?" Juliet asked, her voice a little rougher than she anticipated. "In order to do so it's either Hayley's heart, or Jackson's and at this point I'm almost positive you understand why we can't take Hayley's." The silence on the line told Juliet Marcel was not going to fight her on the matter, but the lack of immediate understanding also told her the man didn't like the plan. "Have one of the Associates gather it up and take it to Davina. And Marcel?" There was never a moment during her excavation to deem Marcel as the Stryx leader where she had questioned his leadership. However, now that he was the leader, Juliet slowly began wondering if he really was the right pick. "Don't make me take that crown away." Hearing the man let out an annoyed sigh on the other end, Juliet hung up the phone and rose to her feet. With just a few strides, she reached the vanity and stared into her reflection. How much longer it would take for her to no longer be linked to Klaus was hard to say, but she knew it was within reach. Though she had vowed to keep him protected, there was still that possibility in the back of her mind of bursting into flames in an unexpected occurrence and no longer will be living. She couldn't allow that. "Soon Jules … soon."
Putting on a face, Juliet exited Rebekah's room and descended down the stairs where Niklaus headed out of the courtyard with determination and fury; nothing out of the ordinary. Approaching a sitting Elijah and standing Hayley, the woman slightly pointed toward Klaus and inquired what his issue was. There was a moment of silence between the two vampires before Elijah took in a deep breath, getting to his feet as Hayley looked in the opposite direction. "Do you know anything about the Stryx Coven working on an unlinking spell?" Elijah asked as Hayley took a step back.
"Last I heard the witches are trying to figure out if there is such a spell. Why?" Juliet answered, her arms crossing against her chest.
"Because those witches attacked me to try and take my heart for the spell, that's why," Hayley responded with her normal attitude. Juliet, already aware of what had happened, eyed the mother cautiously before averting her gaze to Elijah who, in turn, realized something.
"But you already knew about this, didn't you?"
"I got a call from Marcel who informed me what had happened. But he also told me he was the one who stopped Aya from executing her plan so you're welcome." Both Elijah and Hayley rolled their eyes, not being able to believe the calmness in Juliet's voice.
"I almost died," Hayley said, her voice dipping into a threatening tone as she came face to face with the woman. Juliet, unamused by Hayley's threat raised her hand, magically but lightly pushing Hayley back away from her; far enough to where the mother fell onto the red and antique couch.
"But you didn't thanks to Marcel. Besides, you should be used to coming close to death; you are, what they call, Klaus's baby mama. Hell, you are dead so let's not be quick to point fingers at an ally."
"Juliet I think that'll be enough," Elijah interrupted, letting out a sigh. "May I have a word?" Keeping an eye on Hayley, Juliet nodded to Elijah's request and followed him out of the courtyard. "Please understand that everyone is still very much in an ill mood; I believed I was going to die, Hayley was just attacked; could you be a little less insensitive?" His words were soft, persuasive even, as he pleaded for Juliet's heart to be in the right place. His hand found hers, giving it a light squeeze to show how much it would mean to him. With the pleading look in his eyes and the slight pucker of his lips, Juliet offered him an eye roll and a silent nod before she briefly apologized to Hayley.
"Obviously I had nothing to do with the witches wanting to rip your heart out or Aya showing up to finish the job, but, I can say that you should probably go to wherever it was you buried Jackson's heart; you're not the only ones who figured out a Plan B," Juliet warned. To her words, Elijah and Hayley's eyes widened as they exchanged glances; confirmation to their speculations. Hayley turned and ran off to follow Klaus, and after a moment, Elijah followed. Left standing in the middle of the courtyard alone, Juliet let out a soft sigh before making her way out of the Compound. Scanning her surroundings, the woman realized the Mikaelson family had all left to Jackson Square, where they had buried Jackson's heart in memory of the man. It was an ill-fated death; one that could have been prevented if he would have just left Hayley like he had originally intended. However, much like Elijah, Jackson was pulled into the allure of Hayley Marshall and all her mystery and elegance. Juliet hated to admit it, but even she was pulled into the gravitational orbit that surrounded the Hybrid Mother.
Hayley was gorgeous; having the most pristine and delicate features – cheek bones which could slice a cement block in haft. Even her resting bitch face was photo-shoot worthy and Juliet had seen quite a bit of it. She could still remember that sharp and deadly glare Hayley had thrown her way when Juliet had voluntarily watched Hope for Freya while the witch attended to the family; fire behind the eyes. A part of her wished she could see the raging flame burning within the Hybrid Mother when she realized Jackson's heart was not at the burial site and taken for the sole purpose of a magical spell. Shaking her head with a smile to the thought, Juliet walked into the Davilla Estate where she was met with Aya, Marcel and Davina.
"This is your solution, Marcel? The heart of a dead werewolf?" Aya questioned, a scoff escaping her lips as she looked at the man incredulously. Marcel responded, repeating Juliet's reasoning as to why and how Jackson's heart would work in the spell as the woman silently approached the trio in the shadows.
"He's right Aya, I wouldn't be here if I knew it wasn't going to work." From her sudden voice, all eyes were on Juliet as she walked out of the shadows. Davina, still taken back from Juliet's appearance, agreed.
"Well, you certain have proven yourself quite a creative leader today, Marcel; color me impressed," Aya spoke, taking the box with Jackson's heart in it and setting it on the table beside her. Juliet gave the man a slight wink as she waved both he and Davina off, claiming she needed to speak with Aya privately. Aya, knowing any time with Juliet alone would mean hearing a large variety of insults and meaningless threats, rolled her eyes as the door closed behind Davina. "Come to spit more obscenities my way, Juliet? I'm sorry you've come a long way for nothing then as I have work ahead of me more important than listening to every reason why I am a terrible person." Aya, determined to get her plans done, was held back by Juliet's hand lightly gripping her arm. The light touch took the woman back; Juliet was always rougher than necessary.
"I didn't come here for malfeasances, Aya. In fact, I came here for the exact opposite." Letting go of the woman, Juliet took a few steps deeper into the room. "How long has it been?"
"Too long," Aya answered, already annoyed. Juliet smiled, pointing toward Aya and her irritation.
"There's that sarcastic humor I have always liked about you," Juliet taunted, her hand falling to her side. "Honestly, the only thing I like about you. But times are much different now and the threat of one of us dying because of the Mikaelsons is far too high for my liking. So, I come to you with my defenses down in a pleading for an alliance." Aya's brows rose, shocked by the proposition Juliet was offering her. "Just for now until we are able to unlink the sire bond between the Original vampires and all others. And once that is finished then we can go back to wanting to rip each other's throats out." Aya kept her eye on Juliet, considering her alliance. A Heretic as an ally did seem intriguing especially with the Original vampires running around like chickens with their heads cut off. It seemed as the days went by the Mikaelsons were even more reckless than usual; more people were getting killed and/or injured.
"And you're willing to keep the Mikaelsons away while we finish the last of the spell?" Aya inquired, her hands finding the inside of her pockets. Still skeptical in Juliet's words, Aya stepped back from the woman.
"Aya, darling, I'm willing to give you the Mikaelsons to finish the unlinking spell."
"And how exactly do you propose on handing over the Mikaelsons?" Aya asked, unconvinced. But like an annoyed child, Juliet raised her arm, magically pushing Aya against the wall.
"You seem to forget that it wasn't me who needed the Stryx Coven," Juliet pointed out, approaching Aya. "Do we have a deal?" Aya, infuriated with Juliet's performance, nodded in agreement and was immediately let down from the spell. "Good. Then I will see you bright and early tomorrow morning." Turning on her heel, Juliet began making her way out from the room, but stopped suddenly. "And make sure Aurora is present. I can't have any surprises." The knowledge of Aya and Aurora working together hadn't been revealed to anyone which only caused shivers to run down Aya's back.
Walking out of the Davilla Estate, Juliet smiled as she entered a black SUV waiting for her before taking off. Placing her sunglasses on, the woman looked out the window and watched as the scenery quickly passed by. "Ezra," the woman called out to the driver, whose own black sunglasses covered his light blue eyes staring at her through the rearview mirror. "Make sure the old shipyard is ready for tomorrow morning; I will be executing phase 3."
"Do you think you will be able to finish the unlinking spell?" the man asked, earning a slight glare from the woman.
"Do you doubt me?" Ezra fearfully shook his head without saying another word, his eyes falling forward as he drove.
Author's Note:
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