Chapter 29: Killing Loneliness with you
"It's been three days Elijah…When is she going to stop?"
Klaus asked his brother as they stood in a bedroom in the compound. Elijah closed his eyes hearing the mess that was going on downstairs once again. He rubbed his head before looking at him.
"You'd think we had wild animals running around here. I'm surprised Violet hasn't broken anything yet...I don't know what else to do. She doesn't listen to me as well as you. You just need to be there for her somehow"
"I already told you that the best way to handle things is to compel her until Cairus comes through with his plan"
He gave his brother a look which made Klaus just shake his head. He fixed his shirt before stepping outside of the room and onto the hallway. Violet sat next to a table with another bottle of vodka, yes another bottle. She had her head back and her eyes close as she took another shot. More chairs were thrown around but not as bad as it had been.
"Violet…Sitting there drinking all day isn't helping matters neither is breaking furniture. Just take a deep breath and…"
Klaus ducked out of the way as the shot glass almost hit him in the face. Glaring, he marched down the stairs and stood in front of her.
"If one of you two tell me to take a deep breath one more time…" She looked at him and quickly took a drink from the bottle.
"Well how many times have I told you everything is going to be fine? Marcel will be back and…"
Once again he couldn't finish what he was saying. Violet put her hand up once he said his name. That had been a "bad" word those last three days and she flipped out whenever someone said it.
"This is all your fault. The city was fine before you and your siblings showed up. Marcel was fine, we were fine! Sure, I hadn't seen him in twenty some years but I knew he was doing his business here. You brought your Father here…You signed his death wish. Everything was fine until you showed up! Thierry was still alive when I first arrived until your brother killed him. Now it's your fault Marcel is dead!"
Elijah heard the smack and that's when he rushed downstairs. Klaus was rubbing his jaw when he appeared; Violet then kicked her chair back into the wall. He gripped her shoulders and spun her around to look at him. Klaus watched quietly moving his brother aside.
"Listen to me, I'm as upset as you are, your pain is bigger than mine and I get it. Elijah and I have been working with Cairus on a few things so you have to trust us. Please…"
Elijah glanced at his brother who was starting to become more vulnerable as the days when on. Violet looked at him then looked at the ground. Her eyes had filled with tears again and she was sick of crying, them seeing her crying was enough. Klaus held his arms out and she quickly latched onto him.
"He's gone and not coming back…I can't do this, this isn't what I want to do. I'm not queen of the city…I don't have anybody, he was the only person that I had and now he's gone"
"You have us Violet" Elijah spoke softly watching the moment. Even though they were usually at odds with one another or them, the Originals were always there if they needed help. It was mostly for Marcel but they raised Violet as one of their own as well.
Gia, Josh and Rebekah were walking in and at the same time, they all slowly stopped confused. The three looked over at them but no one said a word.
"What in the bloody hell is going on? I've been kidnapped for…What is going on?"
"He's dead…Marcel is dead"
Violet voice was a whisper but they all heard her clearly. Josh stared in disbelief and gave Elijah more of a questioning look. Rebekah had pools forming in her eyes but she quickly blinked them away. Gia looked towards the ground feeling some sort of anger building up. Pulling away from Klaus, Violet looked around before walking over to wear she threw her bag. Wiping her eyes, she started to march out past them but Elijah gave Rebekah a look.
"Where are you going?"
"No one told Davina…He's been dead for the last three days and no one told her that he's dead. Someone has to do it before she finds out from someone else"
"I'll go speak with her myself Violet. Just sit down for a second and…"
And must have been the word that she interrupted everyone on, she threw her bag into the wall which made Rebekah jump slightly. She grabbed her arm but Violet tried to pull back. Holding tighter, she looked her in the eyes and compelled her.
"Turn it off…Just turn it off"
Elijah's blinked in surprise and you could already see pain leaving her body. Violet looked at all of them and attempted to zip away but she still held her in her grip.
"Rebekah…What are you doing?"
"I want you to go sit in your room until one of us come get you. Stay there and don't come out"
She nodded at her words and walked past them like a ghost. Trailing up the stairs, she disappeared into the room.
"I did what had to be done. She can't be like this Elijah, I know her better than you both think. I know you two are planning something so as long as she is calm and out of the picture, we won't have a problem…" She clamped her eyes shut and zipped off before they said anything.
Klaus asked for Gia and Josh to speak with Davina but to reassure her that everything was going to be fine. And Violet was another thing to worry about with her emotions off. They could have done that themselves but without her emotions, she was going to be in her ripper state. The last thing they needed were a trail of dead humans on the lonely streets of New Orleans.
"Zansèt, tanpri ede m 'fè m' tounen Marcel Gerard. Zanmi oswa yon lenmi, sa a se yon fason fè lapè ant covens nou yo ak vanpir yo. Ban m 'pouvwa a fè m' tounen yon nouvo zanmi ak nouvo alye"
Cairus quickly locked his hands with another witch of his coven named Amaila. They chanted quietly as their hands were over Marcel's dead body. They repeated it two more times until he opened his eyes looking at the body. Sighing and closing them again, he let go of her hands.
"I don't understand why this isn't working; I thought that the ancestors would want this to work"
"You don't have enough power Cai, you need a lot more than that to revive someone. I see you let the vampires and werewolf out and you didn't consult me about it"
Angelique stepped into the picture and he looked at her. He was only supposed to do as she said and by bailing them out, that wasn't a good sign. She snapped her fingers and Amaila quickly ran out. Looking down at the body, her eyebrow perked up.
"Because what we did was wrong, I wanted no part in any of it but if I said no you would have banned me from the coven Angelique. You killed the wrong person, technically if Klaus died so would he but…Marcel has done nothing to us except ban us from the city. We bring him back, we could make peace somehow and it will benefit everyone. Get Ezra and Charlotte, we can do this together"
"You're so naïve and young Cairus, you don't understand the whole situation of what we've been through. The ancestors give us power and if they decide not to, we can't do anything about it…But I'm willing to try it"
His expression changed to surprise and she sat down opposite of him. Angelique glanced at the door where the other two witches were standing and listening. They walked in and joined them, locking arms together over his body.
"Zansèt, tanpri ede m 'fè m' tounen Marcel Gerard. Zanmi oswa yon lenmi, sa a se yon fason fè lapè ant covens nou yo ak vanpir yo. Ban m 'pouvwa a fè m' tounen yon nouvo zanmi ak nouvo alye"
Four voices chanted and chanted waiting for him to just open his eyes and wake up. Cairus maybe left out the fact that he wanted to help Elijah and Klaus, that's what he was doing this for. Killing others, vampires or not was not in his nature. If he gave Angelique the perfect speech, she would most likely help thinking it through for a reason.
They chanted it for the fifth time then let go over each other's hands. The spell still didn't work and Cairus jumped up. He thought by doing the right thing, the ancestors would listen and help him when it was needed. Charlotte watched Marcel's body carefully wondering if it did work. She thought she saw something when she peeked her eyes open during it but now she wasn't so sure. She hit his boot lightly then jumped back as Marcel sat straight up as if he was just in a deep sleep.