Summary:
It has been over a thousand years since Juliet Ambrosia had last seen her one true love; then again if it weren't for him, she wouldn't be the monster she was made to be. Nevertheless, once news reached her ears that vampires were at war – fighting to kill one of the Original Vampires so their sire line could rule, Juliet decided it was time to reveal her existence to protect her sire line; Klaus. Secrets come to light and a love reignites but will it last long?
Disclaimer:
I do not own any character from CW's The Original, nor the story line of vampires fighting for 'strongest sire line'. I do however own Juliet Ambrosia and any plot that involves her. Please have respect and do not, under any circumstance, take or plagiarize my work for I have worked hard to write this fanfiction.
A Ghost along the Mississippi pt. 3
Aurora dozed off in the backseat of a black SUV when suddenly she stirred awake. Her eyes scanned her enclosed surroundings and noticed the Stryx associates of Tristan's sitting next to her. Before she could inquire as to what their intentions were, the associate injected her neck with a prefilled syringe of medication which forced her under sedation once again. Groaning in pain, Aurora rubbed her throat before passing out. Ahead of them stood Vincent and Juliet – the two witches staring at the moving vehicle with aggression. Juliet grabbed the witch's hand to channel his own powerful abilities; they both raised their un-intertwined hands toward the car. "Sispann la agres." The witches repeated the incantation a few times, causing the SUV to violently flip over and roll down the road. Once the vehicle finally lost momentum in front of the witches, the Stryx associates kicked open the doors – pulling themselves out.
With angry snarls and fire in their eyes, the vampires began to walk toward Vincent and Juliet as they popped their broken bones back into the correct position. Just before they were able to pounce on the readying witches, Elijah sped over with enough speed to plunge stakes into the hearts of the Stryx associates. "Show off," Juliet mumbled under her breath as she folded her arms across her chest. Vincent chuckled as Elijah rolled his eyes at the comment; buttoning his jacket.
A furious Klaus pulled his ex-girlfriend from the wreckage of the SUV. Aurora, who had woken up from the spinning vehicle, looked up to the man with a small smile – still dazed from the sedative she was given. "Oh, my love. I knew you'd find me." She stroked his face in hopes Klaus would provide a comforting smile back and say something to warm her heart. However, Klaus still very much hated Aurora and her betrayal. He scowled hatefully before dragging her away, while Elijah, Juliet, and Vincent followed close behind. They all began to make their way to the new location of their meeting. It didn't surprise Juliet that the Mikaelson brothers would come up with a counter to Tristan's request; she had expected it. The brothers were never the type to follow through with another plan if it didn't mean they were in control.
As the brothers began to make their way to where they would set up the new meetings space, Juliet excused herself. At first the men had an issue with the woman masquerading around without the knowledge of what she was up to, but Juliet couldn't care less what they wanted. Turning her head, the woman glared at Klaus and Elijah while the men protested against her leaving them. Their reasoning made simple sense to their blinded minds but Juliet could tell Vincent had an idea of why Juliet needed to leave. Giving the witch a slight nod, Juliet turned on her heel to begin her trek back to the Mikaelson Compound. "Juliet wait!" Elijah called out after her, bouncing into a light jog to catch up. Klaus and Vincent made their way into their own SUV with Aurora as hostage, her hands still cuffed with plastic zip ties – her mind still influenced by the sedatives.
Letting out a grown, the woman continued walking to escape Elijah's words. "Juliet come on, talk to me. Where are you going? Do you have a plan?" Elijah stopped walking as soon as Juliet's movements froze. In a mind so busy with every scenario that could play out, Juliet had more issues to deal with than Elijah realized. Her needing to stay on point was dire and any kind of distraction meant the possibility for the Mikaelson's to be caged forever in some place not even she could get to.
"No I will not talk to you Elijah. No, I will not tell you where I am going. And yes I do have a plan but that is something that I, and I alone, am going to accomplish. You have no say in this whatsoever Elijah and it is because I don't trust you." Juliet paused and repressed a smile as Elijah took a step back in offense. "I don't trust you, I don't like you; I don't even want you around. Why? Because it's none of your damn business. When I agreed to an alliance it was because I'm linked to your brother and if he dies, I die and I'm not ready for that just yet. So know that this entire operation that we're working here is to ensure your brother doesn't die. You on the other hand, I don't care for."
It hurt. To see the pain that washed over his expression hurt Juliet in a way she never thought it would. But it was for his own good to not get in the way of her mission. But as she went to walk off once again, Elijah placed his hand on her shoulder which only enraged Juliet further. She whipped her head around to look at him and raised her hand, violently flinging Elijah back to where Klaus and Vincent sat in the SUV. "I said don't touch me," she speaking through gritted teeth before she was finally free to flee from the brothers without them following her.
Back at the Mikaelson Compound, Juliet's heels clicked against the flooring as she walked into the courtyard. Looking up to the second floor, her enhanced hearing kicked in where she found Cami pacing impatiently in Klaus's room within the barriers of her spell. With a small smile and brisk steps, Juliet rounded the corner of the door frame and leaned against it, her arms folded across her chest. Cami hadn't picked up on the older vampire's presence as she stared at the blood pouch Klaus had left for her. With the limited light that poured into the room, Juliet could see a hint of glimmer in the blonde's eyes – tears. "Don't do it if you're still not sure," Juliet spoke, causing Cami to jump from being startled. The look in her eyes told Juliet she was ready to break down whether she liked it or not. There was an internal battle between dying human or living out the rest of her existence as the very monster Cami wanted to avoid. Seeing the sorrow in Cami's eyes caused Juliet some discomfort and a sense of familiarity. If she would have known feeding would have turned her into a monster, Juliet would have allowed herself to slowly die off into a deep slumber. The life she was given was one that could have been avoided and yet, despite all of the wonderful things she has seen and accomplished, Juliet would turn back time in a heartbeat to inform her past self to stay in the cave and sleep.
"I don't know what I want." Cami finally responded with her eyes tired and her body ready to collapse. It was normal for a transitioning vampire to feel defeated; the process took a toll on the human body. "I mean I want to live."
"Doesn't everyone?" Juliet questioned as she took steps closer to the woman.
"But, do I want to live as a vampire? Do I go back on the legacy my uncle was trying to fulfill or do I make a mockery of him by doing what he wouldn't? Do I become a vampire?" The internal battle suddenly became too much to handle for the transitioning vampire; tears began streaming down from her eyes and onto the floor. "All of this noise, the light, the feel of the air – it's all too much for one person to handle. How did you do it?"
"I didn't have someone to coach me," Juliet answered, her arms falling to her side and sliding into her pant pockets. "I didn't have anyone to tell me what was going on, how to handle it, how to control it. All I had was the darkness of a cave and the occasional stumble of innocent villagers who dared pack up the courage in proving the old myth that 'the cave was haunted'. Each one found out it was haunted by a monster they had no chance in overpowering. Slowly I realized what was happening and what I can become when I accidentally caught my reflection once my true face had shown through, I sunk in; I was a vampire like the Mikaelson family. It took months for me to escape the cave and learn about a new world which I've yet to see all in my many years of living."
"Is any of this supposed to make me feel better?"
"What it's supposed to show you is that you have people who will happily help you in your transition in becoming a vampire. Sure, Klaus has a twisted way of showing he loves you, but he would give anything to have you by his side." When the word 'love' left Juliet's lips, Cami's eyes widened. "That man doesn't love easy; none of them do. But there's something about you that captures Klaus and because of that, you have one of the most powerful supernatural creatures protecting you. You still have two choices; die or become one of us and be part of something much bigger than you can ever imagine."
"You know when I first met Klaus I could tell he was the kind of person who wanted control in all aspects of his life. But he doesn't get to control mine; not this."
"And I completely agree. Which is why I have another option for you," Juliet spoke. Her brow rose as a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Cami's eyes flickered with curiosity. "You have the opportunity to get out of this alive but at this moment you are technically neither dead nor alive. If you help me in ensuring the safety of the Mikaelson family, I'll be in your debt. And trust me sweetheart, you want someone like me on your side."
"Why do you want them safe when they're the ones who did this to you? Why are you on their side right now?" Juliet's head tilted, her brows briefly furrowed at the woman's questions.
"Who says I am?"
Juliet crept outside Patrick's Dock, where Elijah and Klaus were waiting inside of the warehouse. Using her abilities to shield herself from being heard by the Mikaelson brothers, the woman looked around to the Stryx associates – flashing a brief smile at Tristan and Marcel. "You are all aware of what happens today, correct? The Mikaelsons are to be inside that container with the Serratura and locked away forever so there would be no chances of any other sirelines getting destroyed." The associates all nodded her way, knowing the plan. With her eyes glued to Marcel, the woman approached him with a knowing smirk. "And you. You promise to keep your word in what we had discussed?"
"Yes ma'am." With a curt nod, Juliet instructed the associates to begin the proceeding inside. Tristan, Aya and Marcel stayed back; cautious in case the Mikaelson family had their own backup plan in defeating them even before the meeting began. In the back of the black SUV parked outside the building, Hayley sat with her hands tied behind her back while wolfsbane continued to coarse through her veins. I could kill her. I could do it right now and just push the Mikaelson's into that damn container, throw it into the deepest depths of the ocean and have this whole thing be done with. But she couldn't. Even after many years of envisioning herself killing Elijah and putting the rest of the Mikaelson's through hell for all the pain they had caused, Juliet couldn't bring herself to do it. They were like her family; always had been. And no matter how many times family breaks your heart, you still love them regardless.
Giving another nod, Juliet gave the 'ok' for the three Stryx members to enter the facility with her staying outside. The next chess piece in the plan was still in the SUV; Juliet walked to the vehicle and extracted the woman from the car. "You're working with them?" Hayley questioned, her breathing slow and deep, her eyes distant and torn. The pain from losing her husband was written on her face and yet, Juliet felt no pity; no sorrow for what she had done.
"I'm working for myself," Juliet answered the woman truthfully, giving the mother away to an associate. Straightening her back, the woman placed her hands deep inside her jacket pockets, her fingers tracing the ring she carried with her at all times.
"Elijah stop!" The woman's smile had not faltered for what seemed like hours as Elijah playfully chased her through the forest which surrounded their village. Laughter echoed up through the tree trunks to the darkening sky and their quick footsteps caused dead leaves and twigs to rush passed them. The woman covered her face from the branches while the other hand slightly lifted her green dress to avoid her tripping on the fabric.
Behind her, Elijah gleefully ran, threatening to tickle her if he caught up with her; a ritual they seemed to have continued from childhood. "Not far behind you, my dear!" he shouted out, gaining speed. Once he did catch up to her, Elijah swept Juliet off her feet and carried her close while the woman's laughter continued to fill the air.
"Elijah Mikaelson, you put me down this instant," Juliet cried out, her smile radiant and wide. Her heart had always pumped twice as fast whenever Elijah held her close, and even more whenever he'd lightly brush his lips against hers. It was a secret relationship; one that Juliet promised to carry to her grave as her father frowned upon the Mikaelson family.
"Now why would I want to do that? Am I not good enough for the great Juliet Ambrosia?" he teased. But Juliet did not answer as they came to a clearing. Her eyes were fascinated with the image that fell before her: a beautiful and crystal clear lake ripped with the wind, visible fish swam peacefully and the birds flew gracefully above. Touching her feet to the ground, Juliet's eyes widened from the beauty in front of her while her legs took her closer to the lake.
"This is beautiful," the woman whispered.
"Marry me." The proposal came about quite sudden and unexpected. Juliet turned to face him in complete shock.
"What?"
"Marry me Juliet. I know we have to keep this union secret until your father comes to terms with your relationship with my family but I cannot continue living without knowing you will be by my side forever. Marry me."
"Your parents would be thrilled however, my father would never agree to me marrying you. He despises you and your family."
"My father has a way with convincing people to do the things he wants," Elijah reminded the girl; a fact that Juliet witnessed for herself.
"I would be a fool," Juliet began, her voice low. "To say no." With a wide grin, Elijah embraced the woman in a tight hug, his lips falling against hers. Out from his pocket he pulled a ring he had begged the blacksmith to make.
"I don't know if it will fit, but this shows my promise to you that we will be together for eternity."
Eternity seemed like such a short time when Juliet was human but as a vampire, eternity felt too long to promise. Her hand pulled the ring out from the pocket and held it eye level. It was meant to be a symbol of love, of their union. A union that had parted significantly and still she kept the object and held it wherever she went in remembrance that nothing lasted forever. Not even the Original Vampires.
Walking into the dock, Juliet realized she had joined the party just in time. Klaus and Tristan stood face to face; Klaus's way of showing he was not afraid of the army standing behind the Stryx leader. Tristan on the other hand tried desperately to not allow his nervousness to show. Klaus smiled, satisfied with his demeanor over the lesser vampire, and rolled his eyes as he realized Juliet was at the door. Giving her a head nod, Klaus turned on his heel and walked toward the rusty green shipping container which he opened to reveal Aurora sitting inside with a black hood over her head and her wrists bound behind her back. Tristan, still suspicious, turned to Aya and commanded to attack if anything were to happen before he quickly sped to his sister, taking the hood from her head. Once the man felt it was safe, he nodded toward Aya who returned Hayley to the Mikaelson brothers.
"Oh brother," Aurora mumbled while Tristan began breaking her bonds. "You came for me."
"Always," Tristan responded with a smile. Once Aurora was freed from her bonds, she tiredly wrapped her arms around her brother's neck with a smile. "Come on," Tristan mumbled, his own delight getting the best of him. Happy with getting his sister back, the man hadn't realized Aurora reached into his pant pocket and retrieved the Serratura. As this was happening, Juliet walked toward the Mikaelson brothers who were taken back by Aurora's actions.
Aurora yanked herself away from Tristan as he looked to her warily, seeing the medallion in her hand. "Rory? What are you doing?" Before Tristan could reach for the medallion, Aurora slammed the Serratura against the wall of the shipping container, activating its power. The warehouse shook for a brief moment as though an earthquake hit the southeastern shores but the medallion stuck to the wall and Aurora looked to Tristan with crazed eyes as the brother realized what had happened. He tried to run but was blocked by an invisible barrier. "Aurora! What have you done!"
"Not to us," Aurora spoke. And much to Tristan's horror, Aurora walked right passed the barrier and joined Juliet outside of the shipping container. Everyone's eyes were on the red-headed woman, confusion within the tension.
"To you," Juliet finished as she placed a hand on Aurora's shoulder – forcing her spell to end. Within the blink of an eye, a magical haze covered Aurora until she shifted back into Cami, who had agreed to Juliet's conditions. Tristan, along with everyone else in the warehouse, looked to them with confusion; his features twisted into a cold fury.
"What is this?" Tristan yelled, his voice echoing through the warehouse.
"You know what they say – payback's a bitch," Cami replied, her arms folding across her chest as a victorious smile formed.
"How is this possible?"
"The Serratura was created by me," Juliet revealed. "And it holds an impenetrable boundary; nothing living or dead can pass through the barrier."
"And thanks to your lunatic sister, I'm neither." Tristan's eyes widen in alarm when he realized he was truly trapped inside the shipping container; forever.
"How could you?" The hurt in his voice almost caused Juliet to vomit as her eyes rolled from his question.
"Maybe next time you'll think twice going behind my back and playing with your own desires." Juliet's cold stare broke through the barrier and practically filleted Tristan alive. "Your punishment is paid in full." Nodding to the warehouse workers compelled by her, the men stood by the container, ready to do their job. "And before the rest of you even think about avenging your foolish leader who marched you into what could be your deaths, please remember what's at stake here," the woman continued, turning to address the associates. "Your sire is here, your real leader; and you know what happens if he dies."
Aya stood where she was – torn, but continued to glare at the Mikaelson family as though she was entertaining the idea of fighting them. Marcel, seeing what she was about to do, walked over and blocked her way, whispering in her ear. "It's done. The moment has passed. Be smart, Aya; smarter than Tristan. Don't waste any more of our men." Although displeased with a lesser vampire ordering her, Aya knew he was right.
"Stand down," she called out, her glare turning toward Juliet.
"You will not abandon me!" Tristan yelled as Aya moved toward where he was trapped; offering him a regretful look.
"It's a shame it has to end this way."
"Aya! This isn't over!" Aya put her right hand over her heart in a sort of salute to her former leader.
"May the ghosts of our fallen keep you company." The Stryx began to disperse from the warehouse, Aya included.
Once the Stryx members had left the facility, Cami began making her way toward the exit to deal with her decision on her own. Juliet turned to watch her leave, turning her back to Tristan and Elijah. While Klaus ran after the blonde woman, Elijah carefully approached Juliet, clearing his throat. "This was your plan this whole time?"
"And then some," Juliet answered, keeping her back to him. Within her pocket, Juliet fiddled with the ring; a nervous tick she had acquired.
"Why didn't you just tell us?"
"Because Elijah," she began, her head turning. "I work alone; that's how it's always been and that's how I like it. Besides, Klaus would have never agreed to use Cami as a camouflage." Juliet kept her eyes on the two arguing beings as she promised Cami to keep Klaus from being the deciding factor in her decision. Keeping that promise, Juliet quickly sped to the man, putting a hand on his chest before he could run after her again.
"I won't let her die," Klaus threatened, his eyes darkening with her interference.
"If you care for her, you will let her choose," Juliet spoke, her voice countering his with a soft undertone. Annoyed, Klaus smacked her hand off from his chest and jerked from her grip.
"I will not lose her because of your stupid principles!"
"Allow her the dignity of this choice, Niklaus. You force her, you lose her forever. Forever is a very long time to hate someone; take it from personal experience." Klaus's expression softened as he realized what she was saying. Since her return, Niklaus could sense the tension between his noble brother and hesitant friend. Even he had given Elijah hell for leaving Juliet within that cave for years after her inevitable death but it was after Elijah had grown close to Katrina that Niklaus dropped the subject of Juliet and allowed his brother a taste of love once again; that was until Niklaus wanted to use her for his own personal gain. "We finish this." Klaus nodded in defeat as Juliet placed a hand on his back, directing him toward the green container where Tristan stood. The Mikaelson brothers, along with the slowly healing Hayley and Juliet faced the defeated vampire who seemed to have been resigned to his fate.
"So, this is my end?" Elijah smiled patronizingly as Klaus smirked while he leaned against the door of the container. However, Hayley continued to scowl at Tristan with hatred and fury.
"No, no. This is the very beginning," Elijah answered. "You are going to the bottom of the ocean, where you will drown in darkness again and again and again over the course of centuries." As Elijah spoke, a tear fell onto Hayley's cheek as she remembered how Tristan killed her husband; the brutality. "This will be your splendidly horrific and perpetual end."
"What have you done with my sister?" Tristan commanded, knowing there would be no way for him to leave but he wanted just a shred of hope for his sibling.
"Nothing yet," Juliet answered as the Mikaelson family knew nothing of what she had done with the real Aurora. "But, I assure you, her death will be spectacular." Knowing just how evil Juliet could really be, her answer caused him worry. Juliet nodded to the workmen to shut the door. Hayley, however, intervened, her voice cracking from telling the men to wait. She walked forward so she could look to Tristan in the eyes.
"You took a very good man from this world," the heartbroken mother spoke. "He will be with me forever, but you? You will be forgotten. And as you rot in the ocean, remember my face." Hayley reached to grab the container door and began to close it. "Because it's gonna be the last one you ever see." Before Hayley shut the container doors, Tristan looked up to Juliet with a horrified look however she countered it with a vicious smirk. Just as the doors closed, Juliet waved a 'goodbye' to him before hearing the loud bang from the metal colliding.
Instead of returning to the Mikaelson Compound to be bombarded by a million and some questions, Juliet settled to join the New Orleans night life; besides, she did have something to celebrate. Tristan was whisked away and dropped at sea, Aurora would be taken care of by Klaus as she had given the location of the red-head to the Hybrid, and her own plan was still underway. She had to admit, in the beginning Juliet had doubts that the plan to deter the prophecy wasn't going to work, but she had succeeded in handling her own. The ancestors were well into their own issues to have noticed the slight change which had given the woman even more reasons to celebrate.
A bar-hopper jumped in front of Juliet with a mask on, yelling some nonsense before filling her hand with an opened beer bottle. As much as she wanted to punish the man for doing such an idiotic act, Juliet found herself laughing at his lunacy; c'e la vie. Watching as the man ran off in a drunken stupor, she shook her head as she felt the vibration from her phone.
(sms → Juliet) Vincent gave me your number. It's Cami. Can you meet me at the cemetery?
Quickly responding to the text, Juliet turned and made a B-line to the cemetery.
When her foot touched the sacred ground, Juliet immediately found Cami – looking pale and weak – putting a bouquet of calla lilies at her brother's grave. "Checking out your future home?" Juliet greeted, her twisted humor showing through. Still, Juliet approached Cami with a smile before stopping beside her.
"Hilarious. A dead girl leaving soon-to-be-dead flowers at her dead brother's grave. It's just another pointless ritual in a pointless life," Cami responded, her own attitude reflecting in her words. For a moment, Juliet grew sad to hear the blonde so defeated; she paused before she responded.
"I know what you're going through." Cami shot her a skeptical look. "As pointless as you think your life is, there are people out there right now who know better. For example, Davina, Kinney – hell even Klaus."
"Well," Cami began, tears beginning to fill her eyes. "You don't need to give a speech. I asked you here because you've been helpful and kind. And I figured you wouldn't be judge-y, no matter what I choose."
"I'm the last person to judge you for your decision. If I had had one, I honestly don't know what I would have picked. I've lived many lives; many of them fun and exhilarating. But sometimes I wonder 'at what cost'? My life is pretty messed up as anyone affiliated with the Mikaelson's is. But I will say this – as crazy as the world is with the monsters and lunatics running around, it's still a better place with you in it."
"You don't even know me."
"I know enough." The two women looked to each other, Juliet hoping their conversation could help Cami with her decision a little better.
"I risked my life fighting one of those monsters today." Cami averted her gaze to her brother's grave, her thoughts racing a mile a minute. "And it felt good."
"I know that feeling. It really is amazing what happens when you stop fighting what you are."
"My uncle was really big into doing the right thing. Wanted to help the people, fix the city."
"Father Kieran?" Cami nodded, not surprised Juliet had known him. "Yeah, he really did set a beautiful example of how one should fight for what they believe in. He was a great man; I'm sad he's gone."
"Maybe … if I stuck around, I could continue what he did. If I was a vampire, I would have the strength to make a difference. Of course, I would have to feed." Juliet realized where Cami was going with her words and took in a deep breath. She forced her teeth to grow in; biting into her wrist to draw blood. The sight and smell of the blood seemed to overwhelm Cami who was unable to turn away from the wound.
"You may only feed if you're absolutely positive about this," Juliet warned her as she held up her wrist for the woman to take if she decided to. Cami shook her head as her hands reached out, gripping tightly onto Juliet's arm.
"Not in the slightest." But the woman was unable to resist the blood in front of her and immediately began feeding on Juliet's wrist. Cami moaned in pleasure as Juliet seemed to be unfazed by it. After a moment, Cami's eyes transitioned into the traditional blood red as the blood vessels underneath her eyes darkened, completing her transition into a vampire.
Marcel fiddled with his record player, smiling as the sound of smooth jazz echoed through the speakers; he closed his eyes for a moment to enjoy the sounds before pouring himself a drink at the bar. It didn't surprise him when a familiar amused smirk walked into his loft. Without turning, Marcel poured a second drink and held up the glass for Elijah. "Back inside enemy lines, huh?" the man teased with a smile.
"I hardly think we're enemies, Marcellus. I know where your loyalties lie." At least, Elijah believed the illusion of where Marcel's loyalties lied. Outside Marcel's door stood Juliet where she was able to listen into the men's conversations. After she had her visit with Camille, Marcel had called Juliet to make her aware that Elijah had planned on showing up at the loft. This was when Juliet instructed Marcel to continue the illusion that Elijah was in control of the operation. Appealing to the Mikaelson's incessant need to control everything, Juliet felt this was the only way to get Elijah off her back and stop him from questioning everything she was doing. At least during this time, Juliet was able to continue with her plan without so much as a peep from Elijah and she could have a limited time to sit back and re-route the course of future events.
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