Alright, everyone. I know that some of you are upset with Liv's death, however, it was either her or Bonnie and I chose Liv.
It will come into play later why she was killed and what the consequences are, I assure you. She wasn't killed for no reason.
Elena is still upset over Damon. (In case you didn't read the summary for this story, Bonnie and Kai escaped the prison world, Damon was left behind. Elena couldn't deal with tearing the Salvatores apart and she thought that she'd never see Damon again, EVER.)
Alaric DID take her memories, but they were returned to her when he became human. (I changed that from the series.) So, it's kinda AU but canon at the same time.
And please, before pming me or leaving a nasty review about what's happening, remember that everything is happening for a reason. Elena's still hurting after everything that happened to her, but she'll come out better and stronger. Doesn't she always?
Chapter 6
"What is the meaning of this, Nik? It's eight in the bloody morning!" Rebekah whined as she joined Klaus and Elijah in the formal dining room of the Compound.
Klaus sighed, motioning her to take a seat as he poured himself a drink, "We need to discuss Marcel. Kol should be here shortly as well."
"What about Marcel?" She asked curiously, blinking sleep away from her blue eyes.
"I sat by as he killed Jane-Anne Deveraux when I first arrived into town," Klaus seethed, "He knew I wanted to talk to her, yet he executed her anyway. And after his little stunt last night killing the doppelganger's friend, I've reached my limit."
"He would've killed Elena as well," Elijah added solemnly.
"And if you wouldn't have grabbed her around that tiny waist of hers before she made it into the circle, you would've had to watch her die," Kol announced himself as he swept into the room. He took a seat and kicked his heels up onto the table, holding his hand out in a silent question for Klaus to give him a drink.
Elijah gritted his teeth, "I'm well aware of that, Kol. Thank you for the reminder."
"You're welcome!" He said cheerfully, a smile on his face as he held up his glass in a silent toast.
Klaus rolled his eyes, "Back to business now, shall we?"
"Where's Finn? If I have to be up at this godforsaken hour, he should have to be as well," Rebekah pouted.
"I'm sure he's probably just getting to sleep now," Kol taunted as he looked at Elijah, "He's been spending an awful lot of time with your precious Elena. It's only a matter of time before they jump into bed together."
Klaus smacked his fist down on the table, collectively gathering the attention of his siblings, "If you're all done whining and annoying each other, I believe we have a plan to get on with."
"I recognize that tone of voice, Niklaus. Clearly you have some diabolical machination. What is it?" Elijah asked, his lips pursed.
Klaus grinned wolfishly at him, "Oh, Elijah, I'm so glad you asked," he looked at the rest of his siblings, taking a deep breath before continuing, "I'm taking our city back. Tonight."
"And how do you plan on doing that? Marcel has a vampire army and we have four people," Rebekah drawled.
"Four Originals, dear sister," Klaus corrected her, "And we possibly have six people if we include my little doppelganger."
"No," Elijah said firmly, his hands gripping the edge of the solid oak table, "Elena stays out of this. We may be virtually indestructible, but she is not."
Klaus narrowed his eyes, "It'll be her choice."
Elena awoke tangled in the blankets. She tried to stretch but stopped when she realized she was wrapped in someone's arms. She tilted her face upwards and smiled at Finn's face being snuggled in her hair. She placed a quick kiss to his cheek before slipping out of his arms.
Elena looked down at her clothes and realized she was still wearing what she had on the night before. She stripped out of it, not paying any mind to the sleeping vampire behind her, and pulled on the shirt he must've discarded sometime in the night. She buttoned up the black shirt and pulled on a clean pair of panties before she padded down the stairs.
She bounded into the kitchen and quickly prepared a glass of blood before strolling into the living room. She took a seat on the plush sofa and curled her legs under her, smiling to herself while she took a sip of blood.
Elena couldn't believe that Liv had been here. She wished that she could've done something for the young witch, but she knew that Marcel would've killed her before Finn or Elijah got to her. Elijah. Her heart clenched at the memory of him restraining her. Part of her had wanted him to let her go, then she wouldn't have to worry about all the feelings that seem to be coursing through her on a daily basis.
A knock sounded on the front door and Elena set her glass down on the coffee table before getting up to open it. She reached the large door and her voice caught in her throat, "Elijah."
Elijah took in her appearance: her hair was wild against her skull and she was half dressed in his brother's shirt. Perhaps Kol and Rebekah were right? He shook away his thoughts as he composed himself, "Hello, Elena. Is Finn awake?"
She stepped aside, allowing him to come in as she looked at the floor, "He's still sleeping. He's upstairs if you want to talk to him."
Elijah stiffened when he walked through the door. He could smell Finn all over Elena and it almost made him growl. Almost. He nodded to Elena before he made his way up the stairs. His vampire hearing led him to his own door and if Elijah wasn't angry before, he definitely was now. He pushed open the door and was greeted by Finn shirtless in his bed.
"Wake up," Elijah snapped, shaking Finn's shoulder roughly.
Finn blinked owlishly at his brother, "What? What happened? What's wrong?"
"Our brother seems to think that he can take on the entire Quarter to get New Orleans back. He requires our help if there's any hope of it not becoming a slaughter."
The eldest vampire groaned, throwing the blankets off of him as he stood up, "I suppose we don't have a choice in the matter do we?"
"Not in the slightest," Elijah replied in a tight voice.
"What of Elena?"
Elijah shifted uncomfortably, "Klaus has expressed interest in allowing her to fight as well. I am against it for obvious reasons."
Finn nodded, "I prefer she stays out of it as well."
"What are you doing in Elena's bed?" Elijah blurted out before he could stop himself.
Finn turned red, "She, uh, didn't want to sleep alone after everything that happened last night. I could hardly begrudge her that small comfort."
"Hm," Elijah murmured, clearly not satisfied with his brother's answer.
"Shall we get going then?" Finn asked abruptly.
"Yes, let's go."
As predicted, once Elena was informed of the plan, she refused to sit by and watch. She wanted to help as much as she could. She accompanied Finn and Elijah to the Compound, trying desperately not to let the silence get to her.
Once they had finally reached the Compound, Elena threw open the car door and scurried inside, grateful to be rid of the awkwardness that seemed to radiate off of both older brothers. She ventured inside, surprised when she reached the living room and the remaining Mikaelsons were there.
"Elena! So lovely for you to join us!" Kol called as he patted the seat next to him on the couch, "Come now, darling. Don't be shy. I don't bite…much."
Elena smiled slightly and accepted his invitation. She sat next to him and looked up at Klaus who was standing near the alcohol cart.
"What do you drink, sweetheart?" Klaus asked.
Elena watched as Finn and Elijah entered the room, seemingly locked in a silent conversation. She returned her eyes to Klaus and smiled slightly, "Bourbon. Neat."
Klaus smirked as he poured the drink before handing it to her, "Not a usual request for someone so young."
"It's an acquired taste," she admitted softly, taking a sip of the bitter liquid.
"Like the Salvatores," Rebekah cut in snidely, "But you had them both, didn't you? Just like Katherine."
Elena's eyes flashed to the blonde, "You don't know what you're talking about, do you?"
"I know that Damon is off somewhere. He's lost and you can't get him back. Such a pity, he was a good fu-"
"Rebekah!" Finn chided, "Have some tact, please."
"Oh, come off it, Finn," the blonde snorted, "Do you really think she loves you? You're a rebound for her lost love."
Elena hurled her empty glass at Rebekah's head, smirking when it collided with her nose in a harsh crack.
"You little bitch!" Rebekah screeched, holding her nose and trying to staunch the blood flow.
Elena stood up and straightened her shirt, "Consider us even now."
"Even? What the hell for?"
The brunette turned and glared daggers at the blonde Original, "You killed me, Rebekah. We're even."
Elijah gaped as he watched Elena walk haughtily from the room. He turned to his sister, "You killed her? You were the one that took her humanity away from her?"
"I was actually just trying to kill her outright, but for some reason she had vampire blood in her system obviously."
"This family makes me want to murder people," Klaus muttered as he took in Elijah's rage and Rebekah's indifference.
"Join the club," Kol added, throwing back the rest of his Scotch.
"Elena?" Finn asked tentatively from behind her.
She was sitting on the front steps of the Compound watching the life pass by in the French Quarter. She looked up at Finn and smiled sadly.
He sat next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, "I'm sorry for what Rebekah did to you. You didn't deserve it."
"I helped my friends desiccate Klaus, I kinda deserved it," Elena shrugged, laying her head against his shoulder.
Finn chuckled, "Everyone has wanted to kill Nik at one time or another. You just happened to somewhat succeed."
"If they want to take our city, then we'll take something that belongs to them!" Marcel cried into the warehouse that housed his vampires.
"What do you want us to do?" Diego yelled from the ground floor.
Marcel smirked, "They have a certain look-a-like that we could use as leverage. We kidnap her when they arrive at the cemetery." Marcel nodded to two of his trusted vampires on the first floor, "Gia and Diego, you'll be taking Elena from the Compound tonight. We have a bit of a surprise for her."
"Where do you want us to take her?" Gia asked.
"The Fleur-de-Lis Sanatorium."
"Ah, Marcel," Klaus greeted the man as he walked into the cemetery, "So glad you could finally join us."
Marcel looked around and smirked at Elena's absence, "I couldn't miss this little gathering. So, what would you like to discuss?"
"We want our city back," Klaus snarled, "And you will give it to us."
"Of course. Consider it yours."
"Ah, and I was hoping for a little more bloodshed," Klaus pretended to pout.
Marcel threw up his arms in a welcoming gesture, "I wouldn't expect any less!" He placed his fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly, "You can have the city if you can take all of us."
With the end of Marcel's words, vampires swarmed the cemetery, much to Klaus's amusement. A battle erupted. Hearts and heads rolled along the sacred ground as vampire blood was absorbed into the ground.
"Enough!" Marcel roared as he looked at the carnage adorning the ground, "New Orleans is yours."
Klaus wiped the blood off of his face and smirked, "Glad you could see reason, Marcellus."
"However," the dark skinned vampire smirked, "I hope you're happy with just running the town using your family."
Marcel's words clicked instantly with Elijah, "What have you done to Elena?"
"Marcel?" Finn prompted angrily.
"Oh, Elena, is that her name?" Marcel mocked, "She's in good hands, getting the upmost care."
Elijah rushed Marcel, holding the vampire by his throat, "Where is she?"
"Kill me and you'll never find out," Marcel rasped out. The elder vampire dropped him before he continued, "She's with a witch, reliving old memories. But she's safe. I wouldn't expect her back anytime soon."
"Get a witch, now!" Finn yelled at Kol who scurried off to fulfill his brother's request.
"If she's hurt in any way, you're going to pray for death, I assure you," Elijah warned him darkly.
Elena groaned as she regained consciousness. She looked at her surroundings through blurred eyes she gathered that she was in some sort of hospital, an abandoned one at that. She tried to get up, but was forced back down by straps around her wrists and ankles.
"Hello? Anyone?" She called, hearing the eerie echo of her voice bounce off of the broken walls.
Panic rose in her chest as she realized how alone she was. She focused her hearing on to anything that made noise. Her breathing hitched as she heard footsteps coming down the hall. The door flung open revealing a witch.
"It's nice to see you're finally awake, Elena."
Elena's eyes widened as she recognized the voice, "Esther."
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~Grace