Chapter 15: Welcome Back
Marcel and Violet sat on the couch in the abandon building drinking some blood. Of course Violet wanted a human but Marcel refused and made them drink out of glasses. Mikael was roaming around scoping out the place which just left the two of them.
"So we are really going to trust this Mikael guy?"
"What other choice do we have? We've got to get rid of Klaus one way or another so we can get our city back. I'm going to be king even if that means I will die fighting for it. Mikael is our only weapon against them and I'm not going to let that slip out of our grip"
"It just worries me, the stories I've heard about him were nothing good. Of course other supernaturals tell stories about the Originals but we've got to know most of them. How do you honestly know we can trust him?"
"Because Rebekah and I back in the 1900s trusted him to kill Klaus then and it wasn't like he hesitated to jump on the ship. If we play the cards right, we'll get what we want in no time"
Marcel took another drink and stared forward at the brick wall. It did worry her considering that both of them are on a bad terms with the Mikaelson brothers. Violet took a deep breath to stare out of the window; the sun was just rising up. It was almost a surreal moment and that was the moment everything clicked into place for her. Looking at everything they have which was hardly anything, they could have been living in the city with everything that belonged to them.
"I'm just saying we should be cautious about the whole thing…It's almost like trusting Klaus. The only one you could count on would be Elijah but now he's being a little dog for his brother. I just don't want this to backfire"
"Well isn't it nice to see you both up this early in the morning"
She snapped her attention towards the door as Mikael strolled through the room. He clasped his hands behind his back and walked over to the window. She glanced over and gave Marcel a look who began to stand up. He offered him a drink in which Mikael shook his head.
"I prefer vampire blood more than humans, unless one of you are to offer"
Violet gave him another look and drowned her blood. She also got up to place the glass on the table. Mikael looked away from the window and at the vampires. He could see the difference between them and he realized there was really no one else to help them.
"Am I interrupting something?" He raised his eyebrows giving them a curious look.
"No, not at all, we expected you to be here today, you know to talk things through about Klaus"
"Yeah so why are you helping us?"
He smiled and laughed lightly at her forwardness. If she wasn't careful, things could end badly for her or Marcel. It was almost like walking on eggshells with the Originals because if you said or did one thing wrong, off with your head or out with your heart. Marcel's eyes flickered between the two as he held his breath.
"Well as I already stated, Niklaus was never my son. He is the product of my wife's atrocious ways and he needs to be destroyed. I haven't been able to fully get rid of him yet and it would be a pleasure to. I understand both of you were kicked out of your home and it looks like we'd be the perfect pairing. I don't want anything to do with the city so once Niklaus is gone, you can take back what is yours"
"So what about Elijah? What are you planning to do about him?"
"I have a feeling he will try to intervene so that's where you two come in. If you both would distract him while I get Klaus out of the way, he most likely will run off to that wolf in the bayou"
Marcel nodded and thought over the plan. It was a major risk since they couldn't compare to Elijah's vampire abilities. But both vampires knew how to fight and how to fight well. He looked over at Violet to see what she thought. She was staring at the ground lost in a thought. They had to pull out all stops if they wanted to get what was theirs.
"There is an option three as well. I brought along someone who also is willing to help"
Mikael turned completely around to look at them. He nodded towards the doorway and they both looked over at it slowly. Violet blinked when she saw the person standing in the doorway. She couldn't believe her eyes and she slowly gritted her teeth. When Marcel made eye contact with the stranger, it was a mixture of relief and shock.
"My daughter Rebekah is here to help take down Klaus"
She stepped inside of the room, her shoes clicking on the wooden floor.
"We shouldn't trust them; this is only bringing us more problems than we already had. We are digging ourselves into a hole Marcel, we cannot trust them"
"And as I said earlier, what other choice do we have?"
Violet paced Marcel's room as he sat on the edge of his bed. They both had completely different thoughts running through both of their heads. He understood that there was bad blood between the female vampires but that was the past, or so he believed. She vowed to never trust Rebekah with anything.
"But why is she here? All I know is every time something happens; she backs down last minute to Klaus because she is afraid of getting daggered again"
"It's not going to come down to that Vi, Klaus will be gone"
"And that means Rebekah is going to stick around…"
He looked over his shoulder to look at her. They both were irritated in separate ways once again. Drama was the last thing that he needed. There was a knock on the door and Rebekah walked right in. Violet and Rebekah slightly looked similar with blonde hair, light skin and light eyes but they were far from best friends. Rebekah looked her over before turning towards Marcel.
"Surprised to see me? I know it's been a while since we last seen each other but I honestly came to help. At least I'd be able to help take care of Hope once again"
"Well yeah, I thought New Orleans would be the last place you'd want to be. Why are you helping us?"
"Klaus has taken a lot of things from me, from my family. I know sometimes it's hard to see but Elijah needs to fully understand everything he has done. I thought Hope was going to bring us closer but she doesn't need to be around Niklaus"
Violet listened and scoffed after her. Rebekah looked over at her; Violet's green eyes were lit up in amusement.
"Was something I said funny to you?"
"Do you honestly think I'm going to believe your fairytale story? You came back to raise that child without your brother around and help Hayley out? We all know why you're here Rebekah so you can cut out everything you're saying?"
"And what is it I'm here for? By all means make accusations to all stir up trouble"
Violet's eye lingered towards Marcel who was just standing up. He could tell a fight was brewing and he'd have to be the one to break it up for the hundredth time. It was better him than Mikael anyway. Rebekah caught the hint then narrowed her eyes at her.
She nodded faintly before speaking. "Jealous?"
Violet bared her fangs and went reaching for the Original vampire. He zipped over and grabbed her as Rebekah stood there smiling. Only a couple words between them could set each other off and this was one of the cases. She tried to rip past him but he tried to get her to calm down. Rebekah waved as she moved out of his bedroom and out into the living area. Violet pushed Marcel and huffed…This was always happening.