Chapter Ten
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
It was the next morning and Davina had yet to wake up. Blair had kept an eye on Davina for most of the night and was happy when she wasn't disturbed. To make sure no one disturbed Davina, she had magically locked the door so Marcel couldn't sneak in without her knowing. She left the young Witch alone and had come down to the sitting room, where Elijah, Hayley and Rebekah sat. In front of them was the drawings that Davina had done and they had been assembled to reveal a face – a very beautiful face. The moment Blair saw the woman, a shiver ran down her spine – and not the good kind. She didn't like this picture, there was something wrong with it and she had a strong urge to burn the paper.
"Have you found out who it is?" Blair asked as she walked into the room. She ignored the glare Hayley sent her way.
Elijah turned to face the Fae, "Her name is Celeste."
"She was also one of Elijah's many lovers," Klaus walked in with a smirk as he looked down at the drawing, "She was quite a beautiful woman and a portent of evil according to our volatile artist in residence," Marcel had already explained to them that when Davina drew these pieces, she felt a lure to evil – a great evil and she hated drawing it but couldn't stop.
Ignoring his brother, Elijah continued to stare at the drawing, "Perhaps Davina is mistaken to what she calls evil for power. Celeste was certainly very powerful in her day. But she's been dead for over two hundred years."
Blair hummed in thought as she sat down on a chair, far away from Hayley. "I am not too sure about that." When her clairvoyant powers first came in, she used to draw what she had seen to channel her powers. Her powers were too much for her in the beginning and often times left her very ill until she found this medium. Luckily, she got stronger as she got older and no longer needed to use paper to draw her powers but she hadn't forgotten where she started from. She had no idea if this could be a similar case but she wouldn't discard this notion so easily.
Elijah shook his head in thought and he took a seat, "I don't understand why all these sketches now,"
Klaus rolled his eyes, "Why does any Witch do anything?"
Suddenly, there was the violent sound of crashing pottery against the wall. Everyone turned their heads, knowing where the sound came from. Blair smirked, knowing that it was Davina that made the sound. When Blair had locked Davina's door shut, she had spelled it to only open for who Davina allowed it. She must have allowed Marcel to enter the room but it didn't seem to be going his way – much to her delight. She could hear Marcel trying to placate her but to no avail.
"Well, that's going well," Klaus commented with a sarcastic grin.
"If you were trying to win the girl's trust, perhaps poisoning her one true love was not the most splendid idea," Elijah sent him a look, one that was filled with exasperation.
Blair smirked and shared a look with Rebekah who was sat nearby. Luckily, Timothy was very much alive otherwise Davina's wrath would have been much worse.
Klaus shrugged, "Oh, are there any more inopportune deaths you'd like to wave in my face?"
"Give me a month, I'll get you a list," Elijah replied back dryly.
Klaus chuckled lowly, a grin on his face. Even Blair smirked, silently surprised that Elijah had a sense of humour.
There was another crash, one that sounded more violent than the last. With their supernatural hearing, they could all hear Marcel trying to reason with Davina but she was pushing back, not allowing him to get any further with her. The sound seemed to ruin Klaus' good mood and Blair decided that she had given Marcel too much time alone with Davina. He was obviously upsetting her and she could feel Davina's magic flaring in an unstable manner.
"Young, old, dead or alive, Witches are a pain in the ass," Klaus said as he stormed out of the room, following after Blair, who was going to check up on Davina.
As Blair walked to Davina's room – with Klaus at her heels – she could feel a disturbance and this made a cold shiver run down her spine. Doubling her speed, she arrived at Davina's room and saw the young Witch hunched over her bed, throwing up actual dirt from her mouth.
"What did you do?" Blair asked immediately as she rushed over to Davina's side.
"Nothing!" Marcel defended as he stared at Davina in concern.
Davina looked at Blair, "I don't know what's happening to me," She was scared, she had never heard to seen anyone throw up dirt before. She felt unwell like something was wrong but she didn't know what.
Klaus stormed into the room, "What's all this racket?" He took one look around and the room and noted the dirt on Davina's bed. The door had been left wide open so he walked in completely fine.
Before anyone could say anything, Davina made a gagging sound before she started to throw up more dirt. Blair slowly rubbed soothing circles on Davina's back, trying to push lightly against the unstable magic inside of Davina with little success. Her magic was too unhinged at this point. If Blair wanted to subdue her magic then she would need use a lot more magic.
"Bloody hell," Klaus muttered as he watched, along with a scared Marcel.
Another flare of magic sparked in the air and made Blair look around in concern. Just as she did this, the earth began to shake violently, very much like an earthquake. Klaus and Marcel made sounds of protest and Blair clung onto the bed frame to keep herself steady. She watched as things fell to the ground and eyed the bookshelf wearily as it seemed as though it was about to collapse. Davina continued to whimper and cry out in pain, the magic was physically hurting her. Blair took note of this and decided that she needed to stop this before Davina was hurt even worse. She placed a hand on Davina's head and forced her magic into Davina and forced her into a state of unconsciousness. Working immediately, Davina fell backwards onto the bed and Blair vanished the dirt from the bed.
Moving back downstairs, the Vampires and the Fae moved back down to the living room – joining Elijah and Hayley. Rebekah volunteered to stay with Davina in case she woke up but Blair knew that she wouldn't wake up for at least an hour. Once they were back downstairs, they all began putting things back in order. The only people who weren't helping was Blair and Hayley. No one was letting Hayley do any heavy lifting while she was pregnant with her miracle child and Blair was just lazy.
"This is madness," Klaus said, "How can a sixteen-year-old shake the entire French Quarter? I've seen her rock the Church but nothing like this. How did you control her?" He asked, looking to Marcel who was pacing around the room.
"I didn't have to," Marcel said in frustration, "But then, I never killed her boyfriend,"
Klaus sighed in exasperation, "Yes, yes. We've been over this part already. The point is, in her present state, she's useless as a tool against the Witches,"
"She is not a weapon," Blair glared at him.
Marcel nodded his head in agreement, "Something is wrong with her,"
"She has too much power, that we already knew," Elijah commented contemplatively. "But why is it manifesting in such an aggressive manner?" He then turned to the Fae, "You said her magic was unstable, that's why you wouldn't tutor her,"
Blair sighed, "Yes. How long ago was it when you saved Davina?" She asked, looking to Marcel for confirmation.
Marcel frowned thoughtfully, "Around eight months ago,"
"Does it matter?" Klaus interjected.
Ignoring him, Blair pursed her lips together. "It's the Harvest. She has the power of three Witches inside of her and that magic is unstable. Her body has reached its breaking point and can no longer hold it in anymore. One person was never supposed to hold that magic inside them," She knew that it was going to happen at some point – it was inevitable. If they didn't do something then Davina was going to be destroyed and she would take the French Quarter down with her.
Elijah stood up and grabbed his jacket. He made his way to the door and Klaus frowned, "Where are you going?"
"This is a Witch problem. We need a Witch," Elijah said as he walked with purpose. Hayley followed closely behind him, apprehension in her eyes.
Blair watched him go and mentally agreed with him. She never voiced this but she knew the Harvest needed to be completed otherwise it was going to kill Davina. She had seen it in her vision that Davina would need to be sacrificed, as much as she didn't want it to happen. She knew it was inevitable.
Elijah had worked quickly. Within thirty minutes of him leaving the compound, he returned with Sophie on his heels. Sophie did not look happy to be dealing with the Originals and the moment she saw Blair, she paled dramatically. Elijah did not look pleased – in fact, he looked silently furious which looked very attractive on him in Blair's eyes. They were all sat in the living room once more, looking over at the picture of Celeste. The only person missing from this session was Hayley, who seemed to have disappeared to her room with tears in her eyes. It had made Blair wonder what had caused Hayley to become so emotional but she found that she didn't care so she discarded that thought very easily.
"So, you have stolen the remains of the very person that Davina's been drawing for months," Elijah stated with an impressed expression. "Would you care to explain this startling coincidence?" On this return, he had briefly mentioned what Hayley had done and now Blair understood why he was so furious.
Sophie cautiously looked at the drawings, it looked exactly like the picture she had found at Celeste unmarked grave. "I can't. I didn't even know who Celeste Dubois was until recently,"
"Well, we need to find a solution before she destroys everything," Rebekah said with a sigh. "I am not looking forward to any more of Davina's little shows of power,"
"Wait," Sophie said as her eyes widened. "That earthquake was Davina?"
Blair's lips pinched together for a moment, "Unfortunately, yes. The magic inside her has become unbalanced and is lashing out in the forms of the elements. Just this morning she threw up dirt," Luckily, she had placed the Witch back to sleep where she and the French Quarter was safe. But she didn't know how long she could continue to do this. Davina's magic was volatile and would overcome Blair's soon if nothing was done.
"Charming little habit she's developed," Klaus said dryly as he took a sip from his scotch.
Sophie paled even further at their words, "Oh. We have a huge problem. I thought that we had more time, but we need to complete the Harvest, now." There was a sense of urgency in her voice, one that caused everyone in the room to narrow their eyes in suspicion.
Klaus arched a brow, "Said the desperate Witch, conveniently."
"I'm serious." Sophie said with a clenched jaw, "That earthquake from earlier was just a preview of the disastrous movie that is about to hit us,"
Elijah crossed his arms, "Why should we believe you?"
"You've met Davina, you know her story. The magic from the other three sacrificed girls was meant to flow through her and back into the earth. One person was never meant to hold that much power. But, how are you guys containing it?" Sophie asked in confusion. If the magic inside Davina was truly going to explode, she would have expected more earthquakes and yet there had only been a few which was why she didn't connect the dots.
"That would be me," Blair answered.
Sophie stared at her in caution and suspicion, "How?"
Blair smirked, "My magic is more powerful," Compared to Witches the Fae was more powerful. The Fae could do things that Witches could only dream of and that's what made them jealous. However, Davina held the power of four Witches – one being her own – and so that made her extremely powerful. Blair was having to use her higher levels enchantments to keep her at bay.
"Then why do you need me?" Sophie demanded.
"Because you're a Witch and this is a Witch issue," Rebekah answered bluntly, finding Sophie to be quite annoying.
Narrowing her eyes, Sophie moved on. "If we don't do something then this power will tear Davina part and it'll take us down with it,"
The Originals and Blair shared a look with one another, uncertain about this ominous news.
ORIGINALS
After going their separate ways, Blair went back into Davina's room to check up on her. Davina's magic was growing restless and she was sure there was going to be another flare-up very soon. Blair sat down on the bed and that's when Davina seemed to wake up from her sleep. Davina looked around the room and saw Blair.
"Have you figured out what's wrong with me?" She asked, terrified of what was happening.
Blair frowned, "Unfortunately, nothing good. The power inside you has become too unstable to the point of lashing out. If this continues, the earthquakes will continue, then there will be wind, floods and then finally fire." She saw no point in lying to the child, she needed to know what was going on.
"So, what's going to happen?" Davina asked, scared of her fate.
"They want to complete the Harvest," Blair answered.
"No!" Davina cried out in fear.
Blair allowed Davina to take her hand and cling to it. "I know, I don't agree with it either. The Witches claim that you'll be resurrected," She had seen it in her vision but she had also seen the gruesome slash on Davina's neck when it happened. It unsettled her but also gave her some relief because she knew Davina would come back.
"They're liars!" Davina said, tears in her eyes. "They'll say anything to get what they want, just like Marcel," They all saw her as a weapon to use and she didn't want that fate. But she also didn't want to be sacrificed either and that left her with no other options.
"Davina," Blair said, trying to get her attention but she was far too filled with panic to listen. It was getting to the point where the wind started to become harsher and pressurised. To get her attention, Blair flared her magic and forced her to calm down. Davina's whole body stopped shaking as Blair's magic calmed her down.
"You will come back," Blair said, her voice soft and soothing, "I have seen it." She had debated whether or not to say something about her vision. Usually, this was a power that she guarded very closely. The only people who knew about her future sight was the Fae – and that had been unavoidable. However, she saw no other options because Davina needed this reassurance.
Davina stared at her, awe in her eyes. "You can see the future?"
Blair nodded her head, not minding when Davina's grip on her hand tightened. "Yes. I have seen the Harvest work, you will come back to life and so will the other girls," Her vision had been extremely detailed, as were all her visions but there were certain things there were missing.
This news calmed the young Witch down dramatically, but she was still scared. "The ancestors will be angry," Davina muttered lowly. She was scared of what would happen if the ancestors got a hold of her. They would be angry with her because she had disrupted the Harvest Ritual and she dreaded to think what they would do to her. It was highly likely they wouldn't let her come back to life at all for what happened.
A fierce wave of protective hit Blair, "They won't hurt you. I won't let them." There was nothing Blair hated more than Witch ancestors. They were so full of themselves and hated when people showed any individualism. This was a very big difference between Fae and Witches – the Fae were not controlled by their ancestors.
"But how?" Davina asked.
For a moment, Blair said nothing as she considered her options, but there was one that stuck out in her mind. "I could mark you. It would put you under my protection so no one would be allowed to harm you," This was a very ancient practice for the Fae and was mainly used for children. Before the Fae went into hiding, they used to protect children, whether that be from their own parents or from other supernatural creatures. The mark shielded them from harm and if anyone tried to harm a marked person then there would be consequences. In the four hundred years Blair had been on the run, she had never placed a protective mark on anyone. She had also never heard of a mark being put on a Witch but she was willing to take the chance.
"You could do that?" Davina asked, hope in her eyes.
Blair nodded her head, "I could, but only if you want me to,"
Before Davina could answer, her eyes widened in fear and this made Blair jumped up. Before she could blink, something sharp was shoved into her back, just inches away from her heart. Blair gasped and nearly screamed in pain when the familiar burning sensation coursed through her veins. Someone had shoved an iron blade into her chest. Blair tried to access her magic but the iron blocked this.
The wind sharpened and the pressure in the room skyrocketed, "No!" Davina screamed out in horror as she watched Blair hit the ground.
Blair choked out a growl as she turned her head. Marcel stood over her, a dark look in his eyes. She growled lowly in her throat as she reached for her magic but she struggled. Within a flash, Marcel was by Davina's bed and was gone before she could even move. In the distance, she could hear Davina screaming until it was gone and the wind became so violent it was similar to a hurricane. Gritting her teeth, Blair reached behind her back and pulled out the blade with a scream before throwing it aside. Sluggishly, she stood up and had to focus on her breathing. Marcel had stabbed her so close to her heart and it was agony. Slowly, she felt her body start to heal, her healing facture being slowed down by the sudden injection of iron in her body. Mentally, Blair made a promise to kill Marcel for what he had done.
Minutes passed before she was discovered. "What the bloody hell happened here?" Rebekah said, appearing in the room suddenly with Klaus by his side.
Klaus looked around the room and noticed the missing Witch, "Where is Davina?"
"Gone," Blair hissed lowly, "Marcel took her and stabbed me with an iron blade," When she got a hold of Marcel he was going to pay.
Klaus cursed loudly, anger radiating from his whole form.
Rebekah moved forward and helped Blair sit up on the bed. Once she was sat down on the bed, she could feel her magic come back. Rebekah then took her phone and rang Elijah. It didn't take him long to answer the phone. "Marcel has taken Davina," Rebekah said the moment Elijah answered.
"And stabbed our Fae with iron," Klaus said as he looked at the two guards at the door, also unconscious. He had guards placed there to protect Davina, not knowing Marcel would ultimately betray him.
"Is Blair alright?" Elijah asked.
"I'm alive and I am going to kill him," Blair answered back with a snarl on her face.
Klaus sent Rebekah a look, "And you wanted to run off and start a life with this backstabber."
Rebekah glared at him. "Says the man who was shacking up with him, not two seconds before this all went down."
The wind started to how violently, interrupting their argument before it could get worse.
Elijah made a noise of amusement, "Do you need a Witch to perform a locator spell in your place?" He asked, ignoring his sibling's antics as he was much too used to this.
"No," Blair answered him, feeling her strength return and her magic flared. "I'll find her myself." Summoning a map of New Orleans on the bed, she picked up a nearby hairbrush that belonged to Davina and held it tightly in one hand. She placed a hand over the map and closed her eyes, sending out her magic to locate Davina. Within seconds, she had her answer. The map showed Davina to be at a warehouse near the water.
After a few seconds, Elijah's voice cut through her thoughts. "Have you found her?"
"Yes," Blair said as she stood up and walked out. She could hear Klaus and Rebekah call after her but she didn't listen. She was on a mission and she would make Marcel pay for getting in the way.
ORIGINALS
Blair arrived at the warehouse thirty minutes after she had set out. Now that she knew where Davina was nothing was going to stop her. She had managed to lose Klaus on the way out – he seemed to be helping an emotional Hayley with something that she didn't care to know. On the way, Blair had concealed herself so she lost the female Original quite easily as she had intended. After that, she just followed the lure of Davina's magic and where the magic seemed the most concentrated. A storm had awakened and now thunder and lightning lit the skies dangerously. Rain poured down heavily to the point it would soon flood the city if nothing was done. Davina's magic was starting to unravel even worse than before, no doubt being forcibly kidnapped would set her off even worse.
When she arrived, she saw Davina sat up in a makeshift bed and Marcel in front of her with his hands out. She stayed back and watched for a moment, listening in closely to what was being said.
"I'm the one who had a Witch put a protection spell on you, D. That's why Tim's dead and you're not. If I had known then I would have saved him too!" Marcel pleaded with her.
Davina stared up at him, distrust in her eyes. "You're the one that saved me?"
Anger welled up inside Blair at his deceit. "Now, he didn't," Blair said as she made her presence know. She walked forward and noticed the dark look Marcel sent her and she returned his with her own. "Your Witch never placed the spell. Davina's magic destroyed the poison inside her body." She didn't mention Tim and she saw the relief in Davina's eyes that she didn't give up this secret.
Marcel glared at the Fae before turning back to Davina. "I messed up, and I am sorry but I am trying to keep you safe,"
"You just want to use me as a weapon!" Davina accused, her magic flaring up and made the thunder rumble loudly in the sky.
Marcel frowned, regret in his eyes. "You had a lot of power and it helped me run the city. It helped me punish the Witches and I let that mean too much. But that's all over with now, one survivor to another. All I want to do is keep you alive," He took one step closer to Davina, who pulled back and seemed to tremble.
Davina glared at him, "I don't believe you! Blair was about to help me and you stopped her!"
"She wasn't helping you!" Marcel yelled out, "She was just trying to use you to complete the Harvest! She's on Klaus' side!"
Any resemblance of control Blair had snapped at that moment. Blair barely twitched her hand and watched as Marcel was lifted into the air by his throat, his air supply cut off. Marcel choked out a gasp as his hands went to his throat, trying to stop this invisible threat to no avail. Blair twitched her finger and snapped Marcel's neck before letting him fall lifeless to the ground. When he was unconscious, she threw his body out of the warehouse, leaving his body to the harsh elements.
"Davina, look at me," Blair said when she noticed that the young Witch was nearly hyperventilating. She got closer to Davina, ignoring how her magic flared up dangerously. She sat down on the makeshift bed, "What do you want to do?"
Davina shook her head, tears in her eyes. "I don't know. I am scared."
"I can help you if you want," Blair was referring to the mark she mentioned earlier.
"Will it work?" Davina asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Blair nodded her head, "It will."
Taking a deep breath, Davina nodded her head. "Okay, I'll do it." She had been thinking about this ever since Blair had mentioned it. Her whole body hurt, the power inside her was clawing to get and she didn't know who long she could hold onto it.
"Take my hand," Blair said and Davina gave the Fae her hand. "Close your eyes," At her instruction, Davina closed her eyes and exhaled deeply. Once Davina was in a calm state, Blair let her magic flow out. She muttered a spell under her breath, it was an ancient spell, one that she had never uttered before but she knew perfectly.
Davina gasped when she felt Blair's cool magic flow through her and there was a slight burn on her wrist. She winced and was tempted to take her hand away but she didn't and instead tightened her hold on Blair's hand. She could see a bright light from behind her closed eyes but she didn't open them. The light eventually died down after a few seconds and that's when Blair pulled away and Davina opened her eyes. Davina immediately looked down at her hand and noticed a small mark on her wrist. It was a small pink star that looked like a birthmark but Davina could feel some of Blair's power radiating from it.
"What are you?" Davina asked curiously.
Blair smirked, "A Fae,"