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.
Bring the Black Horizon pt. 3
There was absolutely nothing they could do as Lucien offered a victorious wink toward the women before he bent down to fill yet another vial with the concoction. Vincent, fully awake and aware of his surroundings, crawled weakly to where the women were, offering his apologies for aiding in Lucien's plan. Juliet understood; the Ancestors were using him like they did her – he had no say in what he was forced to do as he valued his life. Anyone would have done the same thing if it was a choice between doing their bidding, or die. There were many times in the thousand years of watching the Mikaelson family where Juliet had given others the same choice to do her own work; looking back at it, Juliet felt guilty for being that monster. "I had no choice," Vincent whispered in sorrow.
"I know," Juliet assured him, her attention pulled to the vial held in Lucien's hand. Vincent's gaze turned to find the vampire taking in a breath and contemplating whether he should take the concoction, or wait.
"Can't let you do that," Vincent called out in a taunting voice; flicking his wrist toward Lucien to use the same pain inflicting spell the Ancestors used on Juliet. Lucien dropped to his knees, using every ounce of strength he had to seal the lid on the vial as to not drop it. Vincent rose to his feet, continuing the spell while his legs took him closer to Lucien. His hopes were to retrieve the concoction, take it from the vampire and destroy it; the Ancestors weren't done with him just yet. As quick as Vincent was with his spell, Juliet and Freya watched as the Ancestors were quick with their counter magic.
Vincent cried out in agony, his back arching from the intense pain the Ancestors were inflicting on him; his bones cracking and his body contorting painfully. "You're making a mistake," Vincent pleaded with the Ancestors, causing them to stop. The Regent's body fell hard onto the ground in relief by Juliet and Freya. Using the opportunity to regain his strength, Lucien gripped tightly onto the vial and turned on his heel, growling as he made his way over to Vincent. Juliet held the Regent's head in her lap, her glare tearing through Lucien. Freya, on the other hand, wearily climbed over Vincent, her pleading eyes to the vampire.
"No one has to die today," she mustered, her breathing hard.
"Oh, sweet Freya," Lucien responded condescendingly as he kneeled on the ground in front of the girl with a pitying look on his face. "Today is the beginning of an awful lot of death…starting with yours I'm afraid." Lucien grabbed onto Freya by the wrists and pulled her to her feet as she looked at him with a pained expression. "Truly, you and I could've been quite the thing." Before Lucien could swing Freya into a choke-hold, Juliet used her enhanced speed and pulled the witch away from Lucien, kicking him hard square in the chest.
"I'm getting quite sick of you," Juliet spoke, her eyes narrowing as Lucien began laughing. Growing annoyed with his egotistical manner, Juliet walked to him and swung her leg, striking his face with her boot, tossing him high in the air, his back hitting and knocking down multiple trees. But it seemed her heroic efforts were about to be undone as the Ancestors made their way into Juliet's mind, creating yet another pain inflicting spell which forced the woman on the ground, gripping onto her forehead as if it was going to explode. "Make it stop," she pleaded; Lucien nearing her.
"I can't my dear; the Ancestors will stop anyone who gets in my way," he informed her, his arms out stretch.
"Lucien." The voice startled Juliet but caused a wave of relief through her as the spell broke. Entering the clearing, Elijah, Finn and an unfamiliar man holding a gun stood with their eyes on Lucien. At the sound of Elijah's voice, the vampire sped to where Freya was, holding her in a headlock.
"Oh…just in time for the party, lads." With Freya still tucked in his arm, Lucien used his other hand to pop the top off the vial, holding it above his head. "Cheers." He drinks the concoction and sighed in triumph. "Let the fun begin," he continued, slightly cocking his head. "Can either of you get to me faster than I can rip your darling sister's head off?" Elijah and Finn exchanged worried looks, which answered Lucien's question; he chuckled. "Didn't think so." Before he could follow through this his intent, Finn sped toward the officer, putting his hand over the gun and used the man's finger to pull the trigger. Though it happened in a matter of a second, Juliet watched as if in slow motion the beginning of the end. She knew very well what would happen after Lucien was to take the serum; he would have to die – like a human with vampire blood in their system – for the serum to influence him. With Finn's actions, the wooden bullets went straight through Freya's shoulder and into Lucien's heart causing him to desiccate.
"NO!" Juliet screamed, rushing to Lucien who had already fallen onto the ground. Elijah and Finn raced to their sister while Juliet violently shook Lucien, trying desperately to wake him up. Opening his jacket, the woman realized it was too late; the wooden bullets pierced through his heart and he was slowly transitioning into the monster the Ancestors engineered him to be.
It was over. Everything she had worked so hard for was completely burned into ashes. Her efforts in keeping the Mikaelson family safe and alive was all going to be for nothing once Lucien wakes from the serum working within his body. His heart wasn't beating, but the werewolf venom he had ingested within the concoction was slowly mending everything broken; plus, granting him additional powers he would use to kill the Mikaelson family.
"What have you done?" Juliet raised her head to look toward Finn, her eyes changing blood red. In a swift movement, Juliet had reached the eldest Mikaelson, her hands around his neck as she lifted him to his feet. "What have you done?!" she yelled as she roughly threw him against a tree. Elijah, quickly realizing Juliet was on a rampage, gripped tightly onto her body before she could chase after Finn.
"Juliet calm down," Elijah desperately instructed, holding her tightly against his chest. But Juliet fought; kicked and pushed against him to try to make her way to Finn.
"This is all your fault," the woman cried out. "You're the reason why we're all going to die!" With those words, Elijah and Finn's eyes widened, exchanging glances. Juliet finally stopped fighting against Elijah's hold as Freya's restored voice rang behind them.
"He drank the serum," the witch informed them. Elijah's brows furrowed, his grip loosening against Juliet's small body. "He wanted you to kill him; you helped him take the final step." The sound of rustling leaves echoed in their ears; all eyes were wide in horror as Lucien rose to his feet. Finn looked absolutely stunned as he watched Lucien develop double-fangs on both the top and bottom jaw; his irises growing bright red as the darkened vampiric veins around his eyes stretched all the way down his face. It was at that moment when Matthew Donovan, the officer, began shooting round after round at the new beast as he took steps closer; Lucien simply laughed and spread his arms wide while the bullets passed through him – the wounds causing no pain and healing as quickly as they're made.
Using his enhanced speed – even more so than a vampire – Lucien backhanded Matthew so hard, the human flew backward and was knocked unconscious causing Elijah to leap to his feet to fight against Lucien. With his many years of experience, Elijah dodged a punch or two until Lucien's new nature took over, knocking both Elijah and Finn to their backs.
"Poor show," Lucien mocked. "Come on, gents, you can do better than that – surely." Elijah sped toward him, only for Lucien to kick him back down to the ground. "What do you think Elijah? This new power suits me, no?" Elijah continued to try and fight, only to be defeated at every turn. "I've pondered this; whom to end first, you or Klaus? I had thought him. But now that I'm here, I think it should be you." As he spoke, Lucien continued to knock down Elijah's every attempt at hitting him with one effortless strike after another. It was as if Elijah was battling Goliath and he was David only it was Lucien; a super charged Hybrid.
Elijah fell onto his back after yet another one of Lucien's strikes when the beast gripped tightly onto his coat collar, pulling him to his feet. Lucien's fangs extended, ready to bite the Original vampire and end him, along with his sire line when Finn appeared behind him, using the basin to smash against Lucien's head. In the second of disorientation, Lucien dropped Elijah only the regain his composure to bite Finn's neck as hard as he could.
Tears began to form in both Freya and Juliet's eyes as they watched the event fold in front of them. "I don't know what to do," Freya whispered, her voice cracking.
"If I had my powers, I would cast a barrier spell; something to keep Lucien away from hurting us," Juliet answered, desperately trying to keep her sobs bottled up. Freya, healed from her disoriented state, thrusted her bloody wrists to cast the very spell Juliet had suggested.
"A barrier spell? How delicious," Lucien taunted, running his fingers along the invisible boundary while Finn writhed on the ground. "I do appreciate a bit of spice being thrown into the hunt. It isn't very fun if the quarry just rolls over and offers its neck, is it?"
"I can keep this up as long as I need to," Freya countered.
"I don't doubt it," Lucien smirked. "Nevermind. I have waited a thousand years…I can wait a tad longer. I'm gonna enjoy making this last a long time." Lucien sped away so quickly it was as if he had simply vanished, leaving the unconscious Matthew, weakened Vincent, bitten Finn, Freya, Elijah and simple vampire Juliet to deal with their injuries. Freya and Elijah wasted no time crawling over to Finn to check on him as he wheezed on the ground.
"Finn," Elijah begged, pulling his older brother into a seated position, turning his head to the side to examine the bite. The wound was bloody and painful-looking and had yet to begin to heal; Elijah and Freya seem baffled as to how this was possible. While the siblings attended to each other, Juliet crawled over to Vincent, pulling his head onto her lap. The man was awake but too weak to move from the aftermath of the Ancestors' magic.
"I failed," Juliet whispered to him, a single tear falling from her chin to his forehead. Wiping it away, the woman sat back against her legs, looking up to the cloudy blue sky hidden by the discolored and falling leaves from the tall trees of Mystic Falls.
After they were finally able to bring Vincent back to feeling better, the vampires and Mikaelson witch made their way to the waiting vehicle. Finn lied in the back seat on Freya's lap while Elijah drove, Juliet in the passenger seat. Elijah held tightly onto Juliet's hand, his worry evident in both his expression and the strength he had put in the hold. The ride back to New Orleans was rocky as Finn's groans increased in both frequency and volume; none of Freya's spells helped ease the pain, nor did his vampire self-healing ability kick in. Finn begged and pleaded for Elijah to hurry; step on the gas pedal a little more to meet Klaus at the Compound to drink his blood. That was the assumption; blood of the Original Hybrid would heal a werewolf bite, why not Finn's? But as she watched the countless of trees zoom by through the window, Juliet had a feeling it was Finn's time. Not like he would be sad to leave as Finn was previously ready to kill himself with the white oak, but Juliet knew this was going to cause a huge ripple in the family; Finn was still a Mikaelson sibling.
Hauling Finn into the Compound, Elijah, Juliet and Freya carefully laid him on the red couch in the living room as he shouted incoherently. "Don't leave me in here! Don't leave me alone!" Juliet guessed the werewolf venom was causing Finn to hallucinate. Coming to his rescue, Freya aided him, sitting by his side with her small hand in his. Hovering over him, Elijah did his best to steady him, but Finn grabbed him tightly by the hand. "Don't leave."
"Why is he talking like this?" Freya inquired, obviously worried about her brother.
"It's hallucinations of our betrayal," Elijah answered uncomfortably. "It's his nightmare." Suddenly Kol walked into the room, looking unbothered by the sight of his eldest brother's discomfort as he headed straight for the opposite couch, where he flopped on his back.
"Well he looks awful," he mocked. "Werewolf bite? That's got to hurt, mate. So, Lucien's a bloody Hybrid?" Juliet's brows furrowed, quickly noticing his increasingly changing attitude.
"We don't know what he is. His venom seems to work twice as fast," Elijah answered, unfazed by his brother's taunting words.
"That's good, maybe it'll work through his system twice as fast." Kol rose to his feet and shrugged nonchalantly as he turned to leave the room. "Or it's twice as lethal. Now, if Niklaus doesn't get here in time, he might die…with a bit of luck." Finally Freya had it with Kol's attitude; the girl rose to her feet and stomped her way over to Kol, punching him square in the jaw. This caused Kol's vampire nature to force its way out, his teeth close to Freya.
"What is wrong with you?" Freya asked unfazed. Elijah yelled for the siblings to behave as Juliet sped in between them, her focus on Kol as her hand landed on his chest – threatening to attack if he made a move.
"Sibling squabbling; how familiar." Juliet's gaze averted to the doorframe watching as Klaus sauntered in with a sly smirk. "Although, the teams seem to have changed. Someone care to tell me why?"
"Our brother needs us," Elijah answered tiredly. Finn began to moan and wheeze once again and the sight of him wiped the smirk off his face. Klaus looked between Elijah for a moment before sighing in exasperation before walking over to Finn. Rolling up his sleeve, Klaus bit his wrist and fed Finn his blood while the others watched in varying states of surprise. It was no secret that Finn and Klaus had their fair share of differences, but to be willing to share his blood without having to be convinced? That was a level even Juliet had to question.
Maybe being on the road with Hayley and Hope actually softened him up, Juliet thought while a quick smile tugged at the corner of her lips. As Finn appeared to have been feeling better, Juliet slipped away, making her strides to Rebekah's room.
A suitcase was laid across the bed, open and half full of belongings in which Juliet wanted to keep with her. Clothes waiting to be folded were thrown on the king-sized mattress as Juliet sorted through what she wanted to bring along with her and what she'd leave at the Mikaelson Compound. As she extended her arm to grab another home décor ornament from her night stand, she grabbed a picture frame. Feeling the thin and sleek texture of the frame, her eyes fell upon the photograph within the wooden container. It was a picture of the Mikaelson family, with her included, during the Christmas holidays; just before they had to stake Rebekah for the sake of everyone's safety. It was the only photograph she had of the family and her; a memory she wanted to keep with her for as long as she would live. Despite losing one of their own temporarily, it was one of the happiest moments Juliet had had while being part of the Mikaelson Family's lives again. A small smile lingered along her lips as she placed the frame inside her luggage.
"Going somewhere?" Quickly, Juliet whipped her head to where the voice came from. Elijah, standing by her door, looked toward her in confusion; a hint of hurt sparked in his eyes.
"Yeah," Juliet answered as her attention was pulled back on the thrown clothes. Immediately she began folding those she could reach, placing them inside the suitcase. "I think it's time for me to move on."
"Where will you go?" the man inquired, the heel of his black dress shoes clicking against the hardwood, walking closer to Juliet. Looking up to him, she offered a shrugged.
"I was thinking of traveling back to London and catch up with old friends there. Or maybe take a trip to Africa to finally see the pyramids of Egypt. Anywhere I won't feel so…powerless."
"Powerless? Jules…"
"They took my powers, Elijah," Juliet interrupted, her hands hitting against her legs while her anger flared. "They've tossed me aside as if I'm some kind of rag doll that they're done playing with. All this time and I never realized how they were simply using me as a pawn in their plan and creating a monster to kill you and your family. My family." Elijah made a face toward the woman; happy she finally thought of them as a family again. "I need some time to figure out who I am, not who they made me. Besides, Hayley's back and that'll give you two the chance to … ya know." Turning back around, Juliet walked over to the window, trying her best to avoid the man touching her. Elijah noticed this and sighed, his eyes falling onto the floor.
"Juliet. Hayley and I … that's over," he admitted, his hands slipping into his pant pockets. "And it was over the moment you walked back into my life."
"Why?" Finally, the woman looked up to Elijah. "Why are you so quick on dropping everything you had with Hayley and suddenly being faithful to me after all this time?"
"Because Juliet." Elijah walked around the bed, approaching Juliet with his arms out to touch her shoulder. "You are the one I proposed to all those years ago." Pausing, the man allowed his hand to slip to her necklace where Juliet wore the engagement ring Elijah had given to her years ago. "You are the one I wanted to marry and spend the rest of my life with. If you hadn't gotten attacked by those werewolves, I know I would have found a way to ensure our love would last forever. And though we both have changed greatly from the young and naïve children we were back then, I still love you just the same. That's never changed." As Elijah spoke, Juliet pursed her lips together in hopes to hold back the sobs threatening to escape. A single tear fell from her eye; Elijah happily wiped it away. "Come on, let's get your clothes packed up and move you into my room." Juliet looked up to him, wide eyed but relieved that he was showing signs of wanting to stay with her. With a nod the woman move to pick up the mess of clothes from the bed but was quickly stopped by Klaus's booming voice calling for Elijah.
Both Juliet and Elijah quickly exited from Rebekah's room and over to the living room where they found Finn coughing up excessive blood. Klaus resided next to him, accompanied by Freya. "What's wrong with him?" Elijah asked as he joined his siblings, Juliet staying back.
"His body … it's dying," Freya informed them, horrified.
"That's not possible; I cured him." Klaus walked backward away from Finn, feeling helpless as his brother wheezed and clawed against Elijah and Freya's grip. Freya, acting like the older sister that she was, instructed Elijah to grab her pendant – the same pendant she had used to keep Finn's soul in.
"It won't work," Kol reminded her. "Davina fused his soul to his body."
"We have to try! There's no other side! No ancestral plan if he dies."
"Get your bloody girlfriend back here to undo what she's done," Klaus commanded. "Finn, you will drink from the source until Freya can move you." Klaus goes to bite his wrist but Finn stopped him and a sudden silence fell upon the room. Freya gripped tightly onto Finn's hand and squeezed it as Elijah took the other. Klaus, standing behind Finn's head, reached out and put his hand on his chest. Finn smiled weakly when he realized he was not alone. Kol, looking guilty, reached out and gently put his hand on Finn's leg as Freya began to break down.
"Please," Finn begged, his hallucinations taking over.
"You are not alone; I am here," Freya whispered. Elijah held his brother's hand tighter and does his best to keep from crying while Juliet put a hand on his shoulder. The two shared a sorrowful glance before they both witnessed Finn's graying skin; his death happening before them. Freya breaks down – her sobs and sniffling was all that echoed through the living room; tears begin to fall from Elijah and Klaus; even Kol couldn't help but shed a tear at the loss of his brother and the sadness of his siblings as they slowly let go.
Juliet walked through the French Quarter, her mind racing with the events that had taken place that day. She had lost two souls; Ezra and Finn. Though she was never close with the eldest brother, Juliet still felt her heart breaking as she relived his death. Echoes of Freya's cries vibrated through her mind as she rounded the corner to enter St. James Infirmary. It was the only place she knew where she would be safe and guarded from the Ancestors' watchful eye. She knew they had to be pleased with their creation's first victory; she also knew they would expect more deaths in the near future.
Lucien was willing to give them exactly that.
Lucien's time was coming; Juliet was sure of it. But even with him gone, Juliet knew they would never be safe with the Ancestors spying on their every move. The prophecy was an ancient one and it was only fulfilled a thousand years later; they could wait more if they needed to, but Juliet couldn't. She needed to come up with a plan to block their view and break their connection with the living realm.
Walking into the building, Juliet was met with Davina and Vincent whose eyes were on her. "Am I late to the party?" the woman inquired, curious as to what they were doing.
"No," Vincent answered, his eyes lighting up. "In fact, we could use you," he spoke softly. This did not appeal to Juliet as she was tired of being a pawn in someone else's plan and she quickly shook her head.
"No, I'm done being a puppet. Whatever you guys are planning, I want no part in it." Before Juliet could walk through the door way, Vincent spoke up.
"What if it involves dealing with our little Ancestral problem?" Instantly Juliet turned back around, her mouth slightly open with surprise.
"Do tell."
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