Davina's funeral had been the day before and hardly anyone showed. Of course Violet and Marcel were the ones who put it together; well it was mostly her job. He had distanced himself the same way Klaus had been for a few days. Hayley said she had spoken to him and was back at the mansion but of course they wouldn't have known that. All Violet had to hear about was how much the Mikaelson's screwed them over as if it never happened before. Sure she was still trying to figure something out with bringing her back but she wouldn't tell him that.

Both Marcel and Violet were sitting at Rousesses still dressed in their black clothing sharing a drink. The only people that came were Vincent, Josh and the Algiers witches which was a surprise to everyone. No matter what coven a witch belonged to, they would still appear at the funeral to show their respects. They were surprised that Kol never showed but Violet did see him once they were leaving. It would make sense for him to distance himself from Marcel.

"So is there anything special you need me to do after we're done here?" She asked.

Marcel shook his head and was shaking his drink around. "No, I think we've covered everything there is to do. I mean minus the revenge and vengeance"

She had nodded faintly and took a small sip. That was something she was very concerned about seeing as she didn't want him to do something stupid. Violet could understand where he was coming from though. She never told Marcel but she did want to meet with the Mikaelson family to sort everything else. As they sat there for another twenty minutes, eventually Marcel had paid for everything and left the table. The vampire couple were walking hand in hand until his phone went off.

"Hello?" Violet used her vampire hearing and heard it was Vincent. He wanted to meet the down back at the witch graveyard whenever the time was best for them. Marcel told her to her to go ahead of him as he wanted to stop at the compound for something.

Marcel was walking through the graveyard and quickly cut past Davina's stone. Vincent never exactly said where to meet him so he was wandering around looking for him or Violet. He found her after a few minutes and she was standing staring at two graves with her arms folded. She almost looked like an angel clad in black as she stood so still. She didn't even hear his footprints when he approached.

"You see this? Who did this?" She asked her voice faintly cracking.

As Marcel looked them over his face turned hard. "Lucien probably told everyone in the city was supposed to happen. It looks like someone or some people want us dead"

What they were staring at was two gray headstones but they weren't just any ordinary head stones. They were custom made for the vampire king and queen and were decorated as if they had both died right then and there. Violet's grave was covered in none other than Violet's and draped with purple Mardi Gras beads. The inscription read "Violet Badeaux, 1845-2016. Former Queen of New Orleans, vampire community. I'm better off alone. Not every queen needs a king to sit by her throne"

Marcel had been covered in white flowers and they looked like roses. Bright red rosaries were draped on the corners and were scattered on the ground. His read"Marcel Gerard, 1810-2016. Former King of New Orleans, vampire community. He that can work is born to be king of something"

Ever seen these had seen those visions from Alexis, they knew that something was bound to happen but wasn't sure when. Since then everything had been thrown at them and they never really had a chance to think about anything else. It started to sink in and the realization hit as they probably weren't going to make it out of that city alive.

"These had to be made either today or yesterday. This isn't even funny…We're not going to make it through this, are we?"

Violet had turned to look at him and he saw the fear in her eyes. "Since Lucien knows about everything, he's probably spreading it around so they can side with him. And I don't know, you saw what happens at the end but my vision hasn't been entirely true. There has never been a blonde lying in the streets so I'm not entirely sure…"

"We're going to go down in ashes Marcel. You and I, this whole place, everything is going to be nothing by the time this is over. IF it wasn't supposed to happen, I highly doubt someone would make these because let's face it, I've been here most of my life and I haven't seen anything like this. Just tell me that this is the end for us"

As hard as it was for them, Violet would rather hear the truth than be faced with a lie. If Marcel told her that everything was going to be okay, she would know that he's lying and it wasn't going to be. He let out a sigh then grabbed her elbow. "Fine, we're going to die whenever the time comes. But for now, you and I are still breathing, still have each other and a city to protect"

She gave him a look that really didn't fit any emotion; well that's how he saw it anyway. She placed her hand over his and led him down where Vincent most likely was. She peeled open the rusted gate door and step inside a larger area. That was the first time she had ever been there as she never got mixed up with the witches. It was lit with candles galore and Vincent was standing at a table.

"Welcome, I know it's a little cluttered but this won't take long, I promise"

Marcel had looked around but didn't seem suspicious of anything. Vincent had turned out to be somewhat of an ally recently and was decent enough to show at Davina's funeral. The two vampires had stood there while he placed something in front of him.

"So I know you know that I made two serums. It was against my will and your friend Lucien gave the one to his whatever she is Aurora. So I did both of you a favor and got rid of one of your enemies"

Violet had shifted her eyes towards Marcel who kept his eyes locked on Vincent. As curious as they were, they didn't say anything and pressed for more information.

"Unfortunately it wasn't Lucien but I did get the girl. It was a challenge but I got the upper hand and extracted the serum"

"The serum that turned Lucien into an upgraded Original?"

Violet's eyes now went wide as she stared at the little bottle of what she assumed was blood. She didn't even think that would be possible due to her having it in her system for so long. Vincent had a faint smile on his face as he pointed to it.

"Now I know you're mad at the Mikaelson's Marcel so I thought I'd offer you some sort of deal. I'll hand over of this bottle for you to do whatever you want with it. I'd assume you'd take it for yourself as I know what you really want to do with it. In return, I just want this place to be free of that family"

Marcel's eyes trailed down to it in his hand. He held it out for him and Marcel stepped forward to grab it. Violet grabbed his upper arm before he could.

"Why do you want the Mikaelson's out of New Orleans?"

"The way Marcel ran things all those years ago, it was peaceful. Sure the wolves were put in their place and my people couldn't practice magic but we weren't losing people, innocent people. Once Marcel takes the city back for good, I just want all people, supernatural or not to make amends and be one"

"I'll take it, I don't need an explanation" He moved his arm from her and snatched the serum bottle out of his hand. Afterward they shook hands to Violet's disbelief.

"Hello, aren't you jumping to conclusion? I mean you see how Lucien's been acting with that in his veins. The last thing you need to do is jump onto something you'll regret later"

"What's there to regret Vi? I'll be stronger than them, I'll be deadlier and they can know what it feels like to live in fear. They will know someone is coming for them and will kill them in an instant. You know what it's like to have fear due to their actions and they live without consequence"

She shook her head and turned away from them. Placing her hands on her head, she really didn't think the situation was going to get any worse. As much as she hated how much pain they put Marcel through, how many people have died because of them, they were still family. Violet didn't know if they considered her family exactly but she knew how they were with him.

"You need to think this through"

"I already did" He had given her a hard look but he never took the chance to take it like he said he would. If Marcel really did mean what he said, he wouldn't have hesitated to take it. Turning back around to look at him, she shook her head hard.

"And I said no. You're not taking it so give it back to Vincent"

Now it was Marcel's time to be surprised. Vincent hadn't said anything and just listened not thinking much about it. "Let's split it. You take half, I take half and if we're supposed die at least we'll come back stronger"

"I don't want it. No matter what I had against someone, I still wouldn't take the stupid thing. You don't need to be at the top of the food chain, you don't need to prove that you are better than Klaus. You've built this city without him and you've done a lot since then. I say no"

"It doesn't work like that. One person, one serum. I honestly don't even know what would happen if you split it up. It's up to you with what you do with it. After all, vampire business is vampire business and I'm a witch"

Marcel rubbed his mouth and slipped the vile of blood in his pocket as Violet stepped out with words on her tongue that no one would want to hear. He nodded at the witch and followed behind h