Chapter 12: Risen from his sleep
Annalynn stood there silently gripping the edge of the table. Klaus tried to move inside but there was a human living that owned the house…That didn't mean he couldn't set it on fire. He grinned widely and she moved towards the back door.
"Klaus Mikaelson, what do I owe the opportunity to see you in person"
"I'm looking for a certain witch who put a spell on my brother and I had a chat with a werewolf and all leads point to you"
"You've got the wrong witch. I haven't even seen Elijah anywhere near Algiers"
He couldn't compel her because she was smart enough to drink and wear vervain. Klaus knew that he had to get her out of the house one way or another. He knew that if he killed the witch, the spell would be lifted wherever he was hiding.
"I think not considering you have had a history with a vampire and former king of the city Marcellus Gerard. I know everything about you and what you have done and I simply want the spell off of my brother. I'll leave you in peace if you do this one favor for me"
"You think that I don't know you Klaus? You could try to use your charm or your vicious ways but a witch never tells her secrets. I'll tell you where your brother is at but the bones to pick are with the vampires, not me"
"I've searched the city and around it and there is no trace of Elijah. You've done a spell to hide him as well…I can take you to play hide and seek but I think my game is a little more bloodier than normal. Where is he?"
Annalynn cleared her throat and stared him down. Many witches in New Orleans wouldn't go down without a fight and she was right there with them. Throwing out her hand, Klaus whooshed backwards into a rose bush. He shook his head hard and growled as he felt the thorns begin to prick his body. He jumped up but didn't make any attempt to move forward.
"Is that all you've got witch?" Just as he was about to continue, he heard little footsteps approach. Zipping over to his left, he returned back with a teenage boy. Klaus placed his hand on the boys neck.
"Fellow Algiers witch in training, how unfortunate if he died before he could come to terms with his magic. Get out of the house or I snap his neck"
The boy and Annalynn looked very similar. Same color skin and facial features were very alike. As Klaus bared his fangs, she noticed and placed one foot out of the house. He sniffed the air and realized that they were related. Laughing to himself, he spoke again.
"Cousin, brother perhaps? I know how devastated you would be if you lost your brother and that is the same for me. If you lift the spell, I'll let him go unharmed"
"Just let Jonathon go…Please just let him go"
Klaus looked down at the boy who was shaking scared. He had to be at least thirteen and Klaus really didn't want to harm a child. Even he had his boundaries. He sighed and let Jonathon go and he quickly took off into the house. Annalynn proceeded to do the same but Klaus ran over and caught her in time.
"I gave you an option love and I never got the right answer…It looks like I will wake Elijah up from his sleep, or death I should say"
Her eyes went wide when she saw his face change. Annalynn was too shocked and scared to perform any sort of magic. Jonathon watched helplessly as Klaus drew his nails and slashed Annalynn's throat. He wiped the blood on his pants, turned around and began to leave the witches garden. He heard the boy run out and grab his sisters' body. Elijah would return home soon.
Marcel had the tape measure and was trying to reach the top of the window. Violet jumped up on the chair next to him trying to help.
"I didn't think these windows were this high, last thing I want is bugs crawling through my window and crawl on me when I'm sleeping. I'll go grab a higher table to stand on"
She got off of the chair as he continued to try to reach the top. They needed to get a new sheet of glass put in but they didn't know what size or even how they were going to do it. Marcel waited a couple of minutes but Violet didn't return. His heart slightly dropped and he got off of the chair. Moving out to the living area, he saw Violet lying on the ground. Before he could reach her, his neck snapped and he fell to the floor.
Violet woke up first and rubbed her neck slowly. She was beyond sore and confused at the same time. Looking at the clock, they had been out for a half an hour. She didn't see who attacked her but then she noticed Marcel a few feet away. Strolling towards him slowly, she shook him and he jump up holding his neck as well.
"What happened?"
"Last I remember you walked out to get the side table and never came back. I found you on the ground and then I can't tell you what happened after that"
They helped each other to their feet and Violet slowly began to realize what may have happened. Since both Marcel and Violet linked their blood to the spell, if Annalynn got killed something would happen to them.
"Annalynn…The spell must be broken"
He stopped and thought it over. "So then that means Elijah is on his way here"
"It is rude to interrupt but I just had to see the reaction on your faces once I rose from that boring slumber. I know this must be a mood killer but I have unfinished business with the both of you"
Elijah Mikaelson walking inside clasping his hands together. He smiled as both vampires' were shell shocked. They now were in quite a predicament.