Chapter Five
Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries or the Originals, but I do own my OCs.
Summary: Blair has been on the run for 400 years, trying to escape her past. She never stays in once place long enough, but she finds herself drawn to New Orleans and it is there that she meets the Originals. She soon finds herself drawn into their drama and ends up connecting with the Noble Original, Elijah Mikaelson. Slowburn.
ORIGINALS
Barely an hour had passed and Blair was on the streets of New Orleans. It was evening time and the sky was a burning orange colour. As she walked, her eyes were darting around the streets, searching for someone. She was Fae hunting. She would find Raphael and make him pay for what he did to Chloe. The image of seeing her friend's severed head was burned into her brain and Blair knew that only the blood of the Queen would quench this thirst for revenge. Blair wasn't stupid and she had easily deduced what had happened. The Queen has discovered that Chloe wasn't on her side anymore and decided to get rid of her, while also sending Blair a message that the Queen still had a hold on her. The Queen was malicious and evil – something that no one else in the Fae community noticed because of how much she had brainwashed them. Blair's magic was bubbling under her skin, begging to be unleashed on something. Blair was livid at the audacity the Queen had. She knew it wasn't Raphael's fault, but it was closest she could come to hurting the Queen, so he was going to have to do.
Blair stepped into Rousseau's and felt Raphael's magic inside the bar. She had been trying to find him for the past hour and now she had found him. It annoyed her how he wasn't even hiding his magic and this only fuelled her anger further. He was baiting her but she didn't care. Blair's eyes swooped the bar, noting that there was a more people tonight, not too many where it was crowded but it was enough where there was loud chatter in the air. It didn't take long for Blair to spot him, and when she did, she walked over in his direction.
"Raphael," Blair said, announcing her presence to him.
Raphael looked up to her. He was a tall, handsome man of Asian descent. He had dark hair that fell down to his neck and dark eyes. He was wearing a simple pair of dark jeans and a red t-shirt with black trainers. When Raphael saw her, he smirked. "Well, if it wasn't the little runaway,"
"Says Tumas' pet," Blair answered back, a slight bite in her tone.
Raphael shrugged his shoulders, "Better a pet than a runaway,"
"We'll see about that," Blair said, sitting down opposite him. For the plans that she had for him, there was no way he would want to be Tumas' pet after this. It was these thoughts alone that kept her sane and not jump over the table to stab him.
Leaning back in his seat, Raphael looked to her. "Now, what can I do you for?"
Blair wanted to stab him there and then. She hated how cocky he was, disappointed that this is how he turned out. "You killed Chloe," She said, her tone blunt and harsh.
"Direct orders, you know I can't disobey," Raphael replied, no regret for what he had done.
Blair's face became blank of any emotion. This had surprised her but she refused to show it. Chloe and Raphael had been close – really close. Chloe had feelings for Raphael and Blair had been certain that those feelings were mutual. It made her curious to know what had happened in her 400 years away. "Why?" Blair demanded.
Raphael shot her a smirk, "Wouldn't you like to know."
This is where her control snapped, her patience was well and truly gone with him. Grabbing a knife from the holster on her thigh, she stabbed the blade into his hand that was resting on the table. Raphael screamed in pain and tried to retract his hand, but Blair dug the knife in deeper. Blair looked around her room – her glamour around the booth was working. No one could see or hear anything and that gave her a chance to do whatever she wanted to him. None of the humans would ever notice a Fae was getting tortured and neither would any Vampires that walked in. They wouldn't even smell the blood either and so wouldn't be tempted to come forward. Though there were no Vampires in the bar yet, Blair didn't want to take any chances.
"That wasn't an answer," Blair said, digging the knife in deeper. Raphael hissed lowly, his whole body scrunched up in pain, only slightly satisfying her blood lust. His glamour flicked for a moment before it returned to normal.
Looking at the situation in front of her, Blair wasn't happy. Being sat in the booth restrained her from doing what she really wanted and it soon became an annoyance. Deciding that she needed more room to play with, Blair muttered a spell under her breathe and then blew into Raphael's face. Raphael's eyes began to droop until his face slammed down onto the table, unconscious. Blair poked him a few times to make sure he was asleep and when she was satisfied, she retracted her knife, putting it back in her holster. It was a special knife that she had created by a blacksmith 200 years ago. The blade was iron so it could be used against Fae but the handle was brass so she could hold it. The holster was also specially made so the iron wouldn't hurt Blair when it was in place. Standing up, Blair grabbed Raphael and put his arm around her neck. She was making it look like he was too drunk and needed help home – something she briefly mentioned to the barmaid as she left. Once out of the bar, Blair dragged Raphael into a nearby alley before throwing him against the wall, using her magic to pin him in place. She stepped back, mentally wondering what pain to inflict in him first. But first, she needed him awake.
Walking over to Raphael, Blair raised her right hand and slapped Raphael across the face as hard as she could. Raphael's eyes snapped open as he hissed, the slap had nearly dislocated his jaw. "Oh good, you're awake," Blair said with a sarcastic smile.
Raphael glared at her, "What the hell did you do to me?!" He yelled, struggling to move but found that he couldn't move. His arms and legs were pinned to the bricks behind him but he couldn't see what was pinning him down.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Blair asked, using the exact words that Raphael had used moments ago.
Raphael growled lowly, "Let me go, now."
Blair reached for her holster, grabbing the iron knife once more. When Raphael saw the knife again, his eyes widened, he could practically smell the iron and it scared him. No Fae liked to be touched with iron or even be in the same room as it. Blair didn't like being around iron either, but she needed the knife so she had slowly built up a tolerance to it like Katherine had built up a tolerance to Vervain. They had helped each other get used to their weakness but it was not a good time to reminisce about her old friend.
"You wouldn't," Raphael said, his gaze locked onto the knife in Blair's hands.
"Watch me," Blair said as she raised the blade to lightly touch his arm. Raphael struggled harder than before, but there was no way to get out of the binds that Blair had placed him enough.
"Enough," A new voice said.
Blair and Raphael looked in the direction of the new voice. Elijah stood at the entrance of the alleyway, still dressed in his impeccable suit. Blair frowned when she saw him, "What do you want?" As much as she appreciated the sight of him, he was ruining her fun and revenge, something she didn't delight in.
Elijah walked further into the alleyway, his face passive. "Your presence is required elsewhere." He stopped walking when he was a few feet, staying back at a respectful distance. Since Blair had not put up a scent blocking spell around the alleyway, he could smell the blood in the air, but from whom he didn't know. He had only arrived moments ago but had watched the scene in fascination, almost forgetting why he had come in the first place. The smell of Fae blood was intoxicating and if he didn't have the level of self-control that he did, Elijah would have been tempted.
Blair arched a brow, "By whose orders?"
"Niklaus," Elijah answered, his eyes scanning the scene in front of him. He paid no attention to the Fae attached to the wall, his gaze solely focused on Blair.
Raphael's eyes widened. "The Hybrid?"
Blair glanced at him, irritated that he had even spoken in the first place. She had actually forgotten he was even there, too focused on Elijah. Turning to face him, Blair stretched her palm and blew into his face, intending to put him to sleep for now until she could get her affairs in order. Raphael cursed lowly before his eyes dropped and his head fell forward.
Elijah watched in interest, "What crime has he committed to offend you?" He asked, curious to know what happened. He had never seen magic like that before, not even the Fae he had encountered in the past used magic like that.
"This is the Fae that attacked Hayley," Blair answered plainly.
Elijah's face darkened at this information, "Then I will deal with him," He stepped forward, but he stopped when Blair stood in front of him, preventing him from touching Raphael.
"He is mine," Blair said, her eyes meeting Elijah's. This was her revenge that she would enact and she refused for anyone else to take this away. Vampires were possessive but so was the Fae.
Elijah frowned, not too happy with the outcome. He had wanted to deal with the Fae that was after Hayley and the child. But he had more pressing matters to attend to at this point and knew that he couldn't linger. "If I leave him alone, will you come with me?" Elijah bargained, more for her sake. If she refused, he planned on knocking her unconscious and bringing her to the mansion anyway, but he would have preferred to get her consent on the matter first, unlike his younger brother who would have handled this situation with less decorum.
Blair crossed her arms over her chest, "To do what?" She didn't care if it Klaus' orders, she wanted to know exactly what she was needed for before she agreed to anything. She had been tempted to decline immediately after hearing this but her curiosity won out.
"Hayley is unwell. The Witches found out that the baby could be their end and now they've planned to get rid of the child. We need your help." Elijah explained as shortly as possible. He took note of the colour of the sky, it was now getting darker and he knew they didn't have long. Sophie was being difficult, not giving them straight answers which were very frustrating. She had sent them on a wild goose chase trying to find herbs for this spell and then she never came through on her end and had gone into hiding.
Blair frowned, this news unsettled her. At first, she was going to reject this offer, but then she stopped herself. Chloe had wanted her to protect this child, even going as far as risking her own life for this child and a sense of guilt filled her, something she hadn't felt in a few hundred years and she despised it. "I'll help," Blair said after a few moments of silence.
Elijah nodded his head, "Then we need to act quickly,"
"Grab him and I'll come with you," Blair said, referring to Raphael, who was still unconscious. When Elijah nodded his head in agreement, Blair waved her hand and the magic attaching him to the wall disappeared. Raphael fell to the ground and Elijah picked him up with ease, throwing Raphael over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
ORIGINALS
Elijah and Blair arrived at the mansion soon after and she sneered in contempt at the sight of it. She didn't think she would ever come back to the mansion but here she was again and she didn't like. She had been tempted to teleport to the mansion considering how urgent this matter sounded but Blair knew that she needed to converse her magic and transporting three bodies would be too much, even for her. She had only just regained her magic from the teleportation earlier that day. Elijah had placed Raphael in the cellars below and was then stuck there courtesy to Blair's magic. With that issue sorted, Elijah led Blair to Hayley's room. As Blair walked in, she saw Hayley laying on the bed with Rebekah by her side, cooling her down with a cold clothe and water. Hayley looked horrible, she was practically glowing with how much she was sweating, and she was pale and appeared to be in a lot of pain. Blair could practically taste the magic in the air – and not the good kind. This was lethal magic that had been used and this angered her.
"How is she?" Elijah immediately asked as he walked over to Hayley's side. He hadn't wanted to leave Hayley's side but he knew he needed to collect the Fae. It had been decided that the Fae would react less violently if she saw Elijah instead of Rebekah. She had told him what she and Niklaus had done to the Fae and to say Elijah was not surprised was an understatement.
Rebekah shook her head, "Her fever hasn't gone down," She looked up and saw Blair at the entrance of the door, "So you found her then," Contempt shined in her pretty blue eyes but Blair was not offended by their suspicion.
"I'm here to help," Blair explained simply as she walked into the room. "She's connected to a Witch, isn't she?" She asked, looking to the Originals in the room. She could sense the connection when she met Hayley earlier that day but as she got closer, she could practically taste it. Elijah had then explained the situation along the way to the mansion so now everything made sense.
Elijah nodded his head, "She is,"
"I'm going to need that Witch's blood," Blair said, kneeling down beside Hayley, not happy with her condition. She knew that if something wasn't done soon then it wouldn't end well. She placed a hand over Hayley's head, whispering a spell under her breath. Blair watched as Hayley relaxed and her breathing was less shallow. Within seconds, the pain had receded to the point she looked like she was just sleeping and not under a curse.
Both Elijah and Rebekah watched in fascination, "What did you do?" Elijah asked, curious to know what she did.
"I've brought down her temperature for now. But without that Witch's blood, I can't untie them." Blair explained, stepping away from the Wolf Girl. Dark magic had been used to bind the two together and so she needed to be creative. Breaking dark spells required a price, and the Witch's blood would be the price.
"I'll find her," Rebekah said before she flashed out the room.
Slowly, Hayley opened her eyes. "Elijah…" She muttered weakly, her voice hoarse. She turned her head and saw Blair and recognition flashed in her eyes, "It's you," She was surprised to see the Fae again, after their last encounter, she didn't seem willing to stick around.
Blair smirked, "Yeah, me." She spotted a glass of water at the bedside and picked it up. "You need to keep your fluids up," She said, pressing the glass to her lips. Hayley greedily drank the water, suddenly parched. Once the glass was emptied, Blair put the glass down. Blair hissed another spell and blew into Hayley's face, causing her to instantly fall asleep.
"Thank you," Elijah said. He had been watching everything closely to make sure that the Fae didn't harm Hayley. However, it would seem as though his caution wasn't needed for once but that didn't mean he wouldn't remain vigilant.
"I made a promise I would help protect the child. I don't break my promises," Blair said shortly, the images of Chloe's severed head burned into her memory. Promises were sacred in her community and they must be upheld no matter what. Fae were fickle creatures and could be quite mischievous, but a promise is revered and isn't easily broken. Chloe's last request had been for her to look after this child and Blair would honour this regardless of any fuss this would cause even if Blair hadn't made a promise. It was close enough in her mind and she refused to let Chloe's sacrifice be in vain.
Elijah considered her words. "Honouring a friend's last request."
Blair nodded her head, "Her name was Chloe. Raphael delivered her head to my door by orders of the Queen," Her magic bubbled under her skin, urging her to go downstairs and torture Raphael for what he had done. Maybe she would send his head to the Queen as retribution.
Elijah frowned at the theatrics of the act. "I'm sorry,"
"Don't be," Blair shook her head, "I plan to get my revenge," A smirk spread across her face, a malicious glint in her eyes. When she planned revenge, she made sure it stung and that it would last for a long time.
Elijah didn't question her on this, deciding it was better not to. "You never told me your name." He said, realising now he didn't know what to call her.
She looked at Elijah, "Call me Blair." She had taken many names over the years, never keeping the same one as to make sure the Hunter didn't find her. She hadn't even uttered her birth name in 400 years and she didn't want to. As far as she was concerned, she had shed that name when she left the Fae community. But, Blair was a name she kept coming back to, quite liking it.
"A lovely name, Blair." Elijah smiled slightly, his gaze was soft.
It took everything in her to not shiver at the way he said her name. It rolled off his tongue so smoothly and his accent made it even worse. It didn't matter anyway as Rebekah stepped through the door with Sophie in hand. "She was annoying, so I brought her," Rebekah said, looking smugly at have kidnapped the Witch. She had been a nuisance this entire time so it was nice to get a little payback
Sophie struggled but to no avail. "Let me go!" She had tried to hide away from the Originals hoping they wouldn't find her. But, before she got the chance, Rebecca had shown up out of nowhere and grabbed her.
"Rebekah," Elijah scolded lightly.
Blair stood up, "It's fine. I can work with this," She walked over to Sophie, noting how nervous the Witch was. "Give me your hand," Blair instructed, her own hand outstretched.
Sophie looked at her confused, "What?"
Having enough, Rebekah grabbed Sophie's hand and gave it to Blair. Blair took Sophie's hand and instantly felt something. Hissing a spell under her breath, Blair began to get a clearer picture of what was going on. There was poison in Sophie's blood, but it was slowly travelling down to the uterus. Blair noted how the poison was harmless to Sophie, but that didn't concern her. What concerned Blair was the fact Sophie was linked with Hayley. "You were pricked with a dark object that causes miscarriages. It won't affect you, but it will affect Hayley and kill her child," Blair explained her diagnosis in disgust. One thing she hated about Witches was their dark objects. They were horrible and completely unnecessary, in her long life she had destroyed many dark objects just because a Witch had pissed her off. However, the fact it was being used against a pregnant girl rubbed her the wrong way.
Both Elijah and Rebecca's face darkened at the diagnoses and turned to Sophie with accusing gazes. Sophie stared at Blair in alarm, "You're using magic, but you'll get caught!" The last thing she needed was it being found out what her Coven had done.
Rebekah rolled her eyes, "She's not a bloody Witch you moron,"
Sophie looked at the female Original confused, but Rebecca refused to answer her. Instead, Rebecca snuffed up her nose and sent the Witch a condescending smirk. Blair was about to speak but she was interrupted when Hayley let out a pained cry. All eyes turned to her and saw her convulsing in bed.
"What's happening?" Elijah asked as he turned to the Fae.
"The poison had fought against my magic," Blair answered quickly as she appeared by Hayley's side, "We need to get her to water, now," She had only used a low dosage of magic when she used it on Hayley in case she had a bad reaction but it seemed as though the dark object has fought against it very quickly. Those Witches has really wanted to get rid of Hayley's baby.
"We have a swimming pool," Rebecca said quickly.
Elijah gently picked Hayley up from the bed and carried her bridal style, "Let's go," He said as he sped towards the swimming pool. He looked down at Hayley's pain riddled face and he was swarmed with guilty. He had promised to keep her safe and he had failed.
Minutes later and they were all by the pool. Rebecca still had hold of Sophie as she refused to let the Witch run off and Elijah and Blair were with Hayley. If Blair had the time, she would have marvelled at how beautiful the pool was but she noticed how high the moon was and knew that it was near its apex. They would need to act soon otherwise Hayley would lose her child. Blair had noticed that Klaus was nowhere in sight but she decided not to question it.
"I need someone to hold her in the water," Blair said as she looked around. The pool would have to for now.
"I'll do it," Elijah said as he placed Hayley down so he could jump into the pool. He took off his suit blazer and shoes quickly before throwing them somewhere in the area, not watching where they went. Once he was in the water, he gently picked up Hayley, who whimpered at being moved. Hayley squirmed in Elijah's arms as the pain came back. Blair watched this with a keen eye. It may have been inappropriate but she watched as Elijah's wet shirt clung to his welt built body and she had to mentally slap herself out of her daze.
Rebecca watched them sceptically, "How is taking a bath going to help her?" She demanded, wanting to know what was happening.
"Water amplifies my powers," Blair explained simply as she looked at the chlorinated water and sneered. She would have preferred fresh water and hoped that the chlorine didn't ruin her outfit as she liked this one. Pushing that thought aside, Blair walked into the pool after she removed her shoes.
Nodding her head in understanding, Rebecca looked at the Witch she still had a hold on, "What do you want me to do with the Witch?" Rebecca asked. If she had a choice, she would kill the Witch as soon as she was no longer bound to Hayley.
"When I give the signal, I need you to pour some of her blood into the pool. Around a pint of blood should do it," Blair instructed calmly as she stared at Hayley, who wasn't getting any better.
Elijah stared at her dubiously, "Won't that harm Hayley?" From what they understood, anything that happened to Sophie happened to Hayley and vice versa. He didn't want to put Hayley threw any more pain.
Blair shook her head, "While my magic is in this pool, Hayley's connection to Sophie is muted. Any damage dealt in here will not be felt by the other person but that doesn't stop the needle's curse," Blair was aware that Hayley had already been through a lot and saw no need to cause the Wolf Girl any additional pain.
Sophie protested loudly but no one listened to her. "And afterwards?" Rebekah asked curiously.
"Keep her there. We can't have her running off," Elijah answered as he sent a dark look in the direction of the Witch. Silently, he was blaming her for everything that happened because if she and Hayley weren't linked then they wouldn't be in this situation. Sophie visibly gulped nervously and kept her eyes trained on the ground, knowing better than say anything to an angry Original.
Hayley let out a pained groaned.
Ignoring them, Blair set out to work. Muttering a spell under her breath, she spread out her hand and waved it over the water. The pool water shinned a light purple colour until the shine disappeared. Instantly, Hayley calmed down and her breathing slowed down so it was no longer laboured.
"What did you do?" Elijah asked out of curiosity. Before coming into the water, he had been worried about how he felt calm and relaxed. It was a weird sensation considering the situation and he knew that feeling wasn't naturally coming from him.
"I put some of my magic into the water so it would soothe her but its only temporary." Blair answered clearly as she set out the next phase of the plan, "Now, I need you to hold her still. Unbinding them isn't going to be easy," She said she as looked to Elijah.
Elijah nodded his head as he tightened his grip on Hayley.
Blair looked over to Rebekah and nodded her head giving the signal. With no hesitation, Rebekah grabbed Sophie's wrist and bit into the vein, the sound akin to biting into an apple. Sophie screamed out in pain as her wrist was opened up and didn't even notice as Rebekah dragged her to the edge of the pool. Blood poured from Sophie's wrist and until the pool. Once she was happy, Blair began to chant in an unknown language and her eyes flashed purple. Sensing that it was enough blood, Rebekah forcibly moved Sophie away. Despite the pain, Sophie watched from the side-lines with her eyes widened, she had never seen magic used like this before and it scared her to know what the Originals had on their side. Rebecca watched in interest as she had never seen a Fae before let alone seen them use magic so this was a new experience for her. Elijah watched Blair carefully. Being so close to her, he could feel the magic in the air it was almost suffocating. Hayley cried out in pain once more as the magic from the dark object travelled through her.
"Hurry!" Sophie shouted out in pain and panic as she felt the moon about to reach its apex. She knew if anything happened to Hayley's baby, they would make her pay. She had already been bitten once by a Vampire, she didn't want a repeat of this again as it was extremely painful. Rebekah had not been gently when she bit into her.
Blair's chanting became louder as she pumped more of her magic into the spell. She grabbed Hayley by the hand as her words become harsher and her eyes glowed a brighter shade of purple. Blair could feel the link between Sophie and Hayley and it was like a knot, the blood in the water only clarifying this picture further. With her magic, she was unscrambling the curse thread by thread. As she did this, Blair easily noticed how messy this spell was and she could tell that it had been done in a rush. Blair did not like Witches but even she could admit when she saw talent – and there was no talent here. Hayley let out one last pained scream when Blair uttered the final word and unscrambled the final thread that joined Sophie and Hayley together.
Blair breathed in deeply as the magic around the pool dropped and vanished, "It's done," She said as she exhaled deeply, feeling drained from the extensive magic she had used. This hadn't been a simple spell, as it had to be precise and perfect otherwise something could wrong.
Elijah looked down to the Wolf Girl, "Hayley, how do you feel?" It had been a tense few moments and for a moment, he thought Blair wouldn't be able to unbind them in time.
"I… I feel good," Hayley said slowly as she tried to mentally assess the damage. She, Elijah and Blair looked over to Sophie and Rebecca, silently asking her to test this out.
Sensing her queue, Rebecca yanked Sophie's hand and pricked the palm of her hand with her nail. Sophie winced as a drop of blood came out but otherwise said nothing. Blair gently took Hayley's hand and looked at it. There was no blood and no mark on the skin.
"It worked," Hayley said as a sense of relief hit her. She turned to the Fae, "Thank you, for saving my baby,"
Blair bowed her head in acknowledgement, "No problem,"
Elijah turned to face Blair and examined her. He didn't know what to make of her but he found himself intrigued with her. Her magic was fascinating and her presence alone was confusing. Feeling his gaze on her, Blair met his eyes and arched a brow at him as if silently asking him what he was looking at. The edges of Elijah's lips twitched at her cheekiness and he silently bowed his head in appreciation for what she did. Blair gaze softened for a moment and so did her smile. Hayley coughed awkwardly, breaking their silent staring match. Snapping back into reality, Elijah gently guided Hayley to the edge of the swimming pool so she could get out. Blair went to the other side and pulled herself out and sneered at her outfit. It was soaked through and even if she dried it, it would stink of chlorine.
As Elijah got out of the water, Sophie walked over to him, "Elijah, as soon as your brother finds out I am no longer linked to Hayley he'll kill Agnes. I know you don't owe me anything. But please, don't let him kill her,"
Elijah sent her a dark look, one that promised pain. In a flash, he was out of the pool and he grabbed his blazer jacket.
"Elijah!" Sophie pleaded, "She's out only access to the power we need to survive. Promise me that you'll stop him."
Saying nothing, Elijah pulled out his phone from his jacket and dialled a number. "Where are you? Don't hurt her, I'll be there shortly," He hung up the phone and looked at Sophie, "I'll make you one last promise. I won't let my brother kill Agnes." He sent one last glance to Hayley before he picked up his shoes and walked away before he disappeared from sight to get a change of clothes with Rebecca following not too far behind him.
Blair watched him go with an arched brow and then she smirked. She did not miss the loophole in his words and she found it amusing. Whoever Agnes was, Blair knew that she must have had a hand in this plot to kill Hayley's child otherwise Elijah wouldn't have looked so murderous.
Hayley walked over to Sophie and grabbed her arm, "I know you were just using me to save your people. But, try it again and I'll kill you." The dark look that Hayley sent to Sophie sent a shiver down the Witch's spine. She had no doubt that Hayley would keep her word.
"And if she doesn't, I'll gladly kill you instead," Blair said with a sadistic smile. It was no skin off her nose if another Witch died – in fact, she would probably delight in it.
Sophie glared at the newcomer, "What the hell are you? Don't you know if you use magic it will get you killed?!"
Blair rolled her eyes, "Oh, shut up," She waved her hand wand watched as Sophie fell to the floor unconscious. Sophie's head hit the ground and it bounced once but otherwise, she fell like a led balloon. Blair smirked when she realised the Witch would probably wake up with a headache seeing how hard she went down.
Hayley looked at her in astonishment, "What did you do?"
"She's having a little nap. She'll wake up sooner or later," Blair said dismissively, "Now, let's see what room I'll be staying in," With a spring in her step, she began walking towards the mansion with the intention of taking a room. If the rooms were anything like the rest of the house, she was going to enjoy her stay in the mansion.
"Wait, you're staying?" Hayley asked with widened eyes as she followed after the Fae.
Blair sent her a look, "Of course. I need to make sure no Fae comes to get you," If there was anyone that knew how to deal with her kind, it was her. Raphael was just a tester but the Queen would eventually send Tumas and when she did, Blair would be ready.
Hayley glared at her defiantly, "I can protect myself,"
Blair stopped walking and turned around to face the Wolf Girl. "I am not saying you can't. They'll be expecting that. However, what they won't except is me on your side," As long as Raphael didn't return, the Queen would view this case as risky. Raphael was just a pawn in the Queen's game and Blair intended to play that game, but with her as the victor.
For a moment, Hayley said nothing and watched as Blair walked away. Sighing to herself. Hayley followed after the Fae deciding to head back inside so she can change her clothing. The smell of chlorine that stuck to her skin was making her feel sick.
An hour had passed and it has finally quietened down. Feeling thirsty, Hayley walked in the direction of the kitchen, now showered and dressed in dark jeans a dark tank top and a chunky brown cardigan. Just as she passed the front door, someone knocked on the door. Sighing deeply, Hayley opened it and saw Josh on the other side.
"What?" Hayley demanded.
Josh looked around nervously, "Where is he? I have been trying to find him all day. Marcel knows he lied about where he lived."
"I am not his damned keeper, Josh," Hayley replied back while rolling her eyes.
Josh frowned, "Can you just tell him to call me, please?"
"Okay," Hayley agreed.
Josh nodded his head and walked away as Hayley closed the door. She only got a few steps away before the door knocked again. She groaned, assuming that it was Josh but was stopped when Blair walked by.
"I'll get it. Go have a lie down," Blair said as she noticed the bags under Hayley's eyes.
"Thank you," Hayley said in relief before walking to her room.
Watching her go, Blair walked over to door and saw a man she had never seen before. When she opened the door, the man gave her a strange look. Blair examined him and couldn't deny that he was handsome. Before she had even opened the door, she knew that the man stood in front of her was a Vampire – the scent of blood hung on him like a second skin.
"Can I help you?" Blair asked with a blank expression.
"Hi there. I don't think we've met. My name is Marcel." Marcel asked with a kind smile. However, Blair could see in his eyes that the sincerity was just a show and there was anger in his eyes. Blair also took notice to the apple in his hands and it reminded her of the apple tree that grew right next to the mansion.
Blair arched a brow and crossed her arms, "And? I am supposed to care because?" The moment he said his name, she knew who he was. Marcel – the Kings of New Orleans that took over after Klaus fled the city. She also recognised him from her visions and she knew to be wary of him.
"Is Nik around?" Marcel asked as his eyes roamed the area from behind Blair.
Blair frowned, "Sorry, I don't know anyone named Nik. You've got the wrong house," She said as she shut the door in his face. She knew he was asking for Klaus and she gathered that was another nickname for him considering what his full name was. However, she wasn't lying because she didn't refer to him as 'Nik'.
Walking away from the door, Blair stopped when the door knocked not even a minute later. Wordlessly, Blair walked over to the door and stopped before she grabbed the handle. The presence on the other side of the door wasn't human – but it also wasn't Marcel because whatever was behind it wasn't just a Vampire. Cautiously, Blair opened the door and found a teenage boy on the other side. The boy had tanned skin, short black hair and dark brown eyes. He wore black jeans with a green t-shirt and a black jacket.
"Can I help you?" Blair asked politely.
The boy was about to say something when Hayley came down the stairs and her eyes widened when she saw who it was. "Tyler?"
Tyler's gaze snapped over to Hayley and anger shined through, something Blair did not miss. Blair watched as his body language changed and he tensed, ready to pounce and his eyes flashed yellow. Seeing this, Blair hissed out a spell and watched calmly as he crumpled to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
"Oh my god, Blair! What did you do?!" Hayley yelled as she ran over to the now unconscious Tyler.
Blair rolled his eyes, "He was about to attack. I stopped him. Now, let me take him away so I question him later," Waving her hand, Blair levitated Tyler's body and took him downstairs into the cells.
Hayley ran after her, trying to convince her to let him go.