Chapter Nineteen

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

The next morning, Blair laid in bed, still sleeping. She was in the state of being half awake and half asleep, not willing to leave the comfort of her bed just yet. The sunlight was streaming heavily in her room and Blair knew that she would need to get up soon but just not yet. Rolling onto the other side of the queen-sized bed, she sighed happily as her whole body practically melted into the mattress. The party the night before had lasted longer than what Blair was used to and she didn't end up leaving until three in the morning. To make matters worse, she had to fit in a quick lesson with Davina on the brain-melting spell to use against other supernatural creatures. During this lesson, she had heard in the background as Elijah got the leaders of the other factions to sign the treaty, making the party a resounding success. Even Klaus had signed the treaty but this still made her suspicious of what he was up to.

Just as she was dosing off again, Raphael's voice echoed in her mind. 'Blair!'

Blair groaned out loud, 'What?'

'I just found out what about the alliance Klaus made with the Wolves,' Raphael replied back instantly.

This news instantly woke Blair up as her eyes snapped open, 'Go on,' Slowly she sat up in her bed, anxiety fluttering in her chest. She had been hoping that the Wolves would slip up and mention the deal with Klaus while Raphael was around and it had paid off.

'Klaus is offering to give them all Moonlight rings if they aligned with him,' Raphael explained through their link, 'But the Wolves are planning to take down the Vampires once they do this. They believe their strength and venom will be accessible at any time and they can take back New Orleans,'

Blair mentally groaned at how unimaginative their plans was. However, now it made sense as to why Klaus was sleeping with Genevieve – he would likely need a favour in regards to magic and he certainly hadn't asked her yet, not that she'd help him. However, if the Wolves got access to this much power then it would turn New Orleans into a blood bath. 'Who is involved so far?'

Raphael hummed in thought, 'The whole pack is involved except for Hayley, and she doesn't seem to know anything but she suspects something is going on. But Jackson and Oliver seem to be the ringleaders at this point,'

The thought of Oliver made Blair snarl, if he ever came near Davina then she would light his whole body on fire and immobilise him so he couldn't do anything about it. She would even suggest that Davina use him as target practice. 'Thank you, if anything else comes up then let me know,'

'Always a pleasure,' Raphael replied back in amusement.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Blair frowned, 'Are you okay out in the Bayou?' Raphael had been the one to volunteer to watch over Hayley in the Bayou but she wanted to make sure he was alright. If he wanted to leave then she wouldn't make him stay. It wasn't ideal to constantly being outside in the forest and she was sure it would get pretty boring at times. She didn't want him to feel like he was back in the forest where all the other Fae were locked in. Blair refused to camp out in the woods just to watch Hayley as she had some self-respect but the pregnant Wolf had a habit of getting in trouble.

Raphael was silent for a moment before he answered. 'I like it. It's not too busy and it's getting me used to being around other creatures. I quite like some of the Wolves too,' Some of the other Werewolves were funny and had a great sense of humour. There where was only one or two that he didn't care much for.

Blair closed her eyes and she nodded her head in understanding. 'Okay, but if you need anything, let me know,'

'Will do,' Raphael said before he cut off the connection.

Sighing deeply, Blair closed her eyes and fell back into the bed. There was no way she was going to fall back asleep now and decided to start her day. Getting up, Blair walked into the bathroom and waved her hand, using her magic to turn the hot water on for her huge bath. An hour later and Blair was all done. She had bathed, moisturised and dressed for the day. Now, she was outfitted in white skinny jeans, brown ankle boots with silver buckles, a light blue crop top and a grey jacket. Pulling up her hair into a loose bun, Blair declared herself ready for the day.

Just as she was about to leave her room, there was a booming crash, one that sounded like concrete being destroyed. Mentally groaning to herself, Blair swung open her door, closing it while using her magic and peered down onto the courtyard where the noise came from. The courtyard looked like a construction site, there were bags of cement piled in a corner and a digger nearby. She could also sense a group of humans nearby, a strange occurrence in the home of a Vampire.

Davina came out of her room and spotted Blair, sending her a curious expression as to what the noise was. Blair motioned for her to go back into her room and Davina nodded her head. She would ask Blair later but at the moment she was really tired. The Fae could see how tired the young Witch was, she was stumbling everywhere, no doubt having not got much sleep. Blair was used to not sleeping much whereas Davina was not. She made a mental note to herself to push back her and Davina's training session to give her more time to rest.

Elijah stood by the mess and he was speaking to Klaus, who walked away with Genevieve in front. When his brother was gone, Elijah looked at the hole in the floor before he turned and noticed Blair stood on the balcony. He was unusually dressed as he was not in his suit. Instead, he was dressed in loose t-shirt and trousers. I was a very causal look for him, but one that suited him.

"Did the noise disturb you?" Elijah asked with a ghost of a smile.

"Luckily, I was already awake," Blair response dryly. "What is all this?"

"Marcel and his minions abused our home for the better part of a century." Elijah explained, "While Niklaus might be content to live in squalor, I am not," His brother had agreed that their home needed sprucing up and the moment he had, Elijah had hired a team of builders to improve their home. Elijah had an idea of what he wanted his home to look like, and one vision included a fountain in the courtyard.

Blair nodded her head in agreement, "Now, that is a motion I approve of," She cast a glance around the courtyard, mentally marking up all the things that needed changing. While the current state had a rustic appeal to it, it wasn't up to Blair's taste. If Elijah's taste was anything to go by, she was going to like the end result.

"Niklaus didn't react so positively," Elijah commented.

Blair rolled her eyes, "He doesn't like change in general, unless he's the one calling the shots," Everything about Klaus screamed controlling. He controlled his family, daggering them when he saw fit and allowing them back into the world only when he chose.

Elijah smirked, agreeing with her words.

Glancing around, Blair sent out her magic to definitely make sure Klaus was nowhere nearby. "Has there been any word on Marcel," If anyone spoke of his name within hearing distance of the Hybrid, then he threw an angry fit. It usually involved a lot of screaming and someone's neck getting snapped as a result. Some stupid Vampire had mentioned Marcel as a joke near Klaus a week ago and to say it didn't go well was an understatement.

"It appears he's attempting a coup. He's slowly building up his followers, though he doesn't seem to have many," Elijah explained as he crossed his arms over his chest. He was not a fool and he certainly shouldn't be taken as one. Marcel was made and taught by his brother so he could determine what Marcel was going to do before it happened. It was obvious that he had planned to take back the city and so Elijah had sent in a spy to report back all of Marcel's movements. Marcel was far too used to power and would do anything to get it back, just as Klaus had done.

"He's not very creative," Blair commented with a smirk.

Elijah's eyes danced in amusement. "That is, he not."

ORIGINALS

A week had passed and there was another party to attend. The Witches had pleaded with Elijah to allow them to host some of their celebrations that had been banned when Marcel took over. This had been allowed, something that surprised Blair, and now everyone was celebrating Fête des Bénédictions, or what was better known as the Feast of the Blessings. It had started with a parade where the two alive Harvest girls showed off their magic to the masses. Blair had been with Davina in the crowd and she had not been impressed. Davina had rolled her eyes the entire procession, saying how cliché everything was and would scoff when people would marvel at the magic.

Blair had told Davina what Monique had asked and the young Witch had been annoyed. Davina had spent that lesson shouting out her frustrations and screaming how much she hated her Coven as she also didn't trust their motives. Davina had made it very clear that she did not want to go back to her Coven but she had asked to come along to the event to see what happened. Josh was also present, acting as Davina's plus one. Timothy could not attend and Davina wanted him nowhere near the mess that was her ex-Coven.

However, Blair had already decided that she wasn't attending the party. If she did, she would have had to make an offering to the Witches and that stood against everything she stood for. The Fae hated Witches and the Witches hated the Fae. There would be no way the Witches would accept a gift from her and so Blair outright refused to attend the party, even when Elijah had asked for her attendance. Davina was more than welcome to go, just as long as she stayed with either Josh or Elijah and remained away from Klaus. Blair would attend the parade, but after that, she was gone. Instead, she was acting as security for the night alongside Raphael, who also did not want to attend a party honouring the Witches.

Knowing that she would not attend, Elijah had instead given Blair some information about Marcel and told her to be on the lookout for anything suspicious. Elijah's spy in Marcel's camp had stated he would make a move tonight and so Blair kept her eyes peeled for any activity. Blair had also told Elijah of Klaus' plans with the Werewolves and so now the Noble Original was keeping a very close eye on his brother and the Wolves.

Raphael sighed deeply after Blair finished explaining the situation to Marcel. "You'd think he'd know when he was beaten,"

"He's not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed," Blair snorted in agreement.

"I am surprised he's still alive," Raphael said in genuine astonishment. From what he had heard about the Originals, they were ruthless and would kill for much less.

Blair smirked viciously, "With the way he's going, he won't be alive for long," She had already vowed that she would kill Marcel the moment Davina stopped caring for him, which she unfortunately still did. No matter how much bravado Davina threw up, Blair could still tell how much the young Witch cared for Marcel. That was the only thing keeping him from her wrath.

Raphael was about to say something when his head snapped in another direction. Blair calmly turned her head when she felt magic flare out. It was the slightest spark of magic that was barely noticeable and could have been dismissed as a Witch but it wasn't. All the Witches were gathered at this celebration – or they should have been at least. However, the final deduction was that Blair could tell the difference and the magic that had been used belonged to a Fae.

"She's sent someone else," Raphael muttered lowly, his whole-body tense. He knew that the Queen would send someone else when he had failed to kidnap Hayley but being in the situation was completely different. By sending in another Fae, the Queen had decided that he hadn't done the job properly and dismissed him as a lost cause.

"If the Fae sees you, they will more than likely have orders to kill you," Blair said as she looked to the male Fae. The Queen would not allow Raphael to live after failing at a task he had been assigned. It would have been seen as a disappointment and the Queen would not permit it to go without punishment.

Raphael's face was grim and even he couldn't deny what she said. "Let's go catch this Fae,"

Without another word, Blair and Raphael began hunting. Using a small locator spell, Blair easily found the unknown Fae and he was attempting to sneak around the building that housed the Witches feast. No doubt the Fae was attempting to get at Hayley to take her back to the Queen but they weren't going to allow that to happen. Hayley was acting as a representative for the Wolves and if anything happened to her at this party then things would turn sour very quickly. Not only would Elijah and Klaus be furious that anything happened to her, but the Wolves would also wage war and Blair would rather avoid such action.

Blair and Raphael watched as a small dark figure snuck around, trying to find an entrance in the back. The figure was attempting to be stealthy but obviously hadn't sensed Raphael or Blair nearby. "What's the plan?" Raphael asked quietly.

"You distract him and I will capture him with my magic," Blair replied, her eyes never moving away from the unknown Fae.

Nodding his head, Raphael and lunged forward, grabbed the unknown Fae by the shoulder and threw them away. The Fae jerked back and the moment he saw Raphael, he snarled in anger and his posture tense. He reached for the sword by his side, slashing at Raphael but he jumped out of the way in time. Blair watched them attack one another and found that she didn't recognise the Fae, unlike when she had met Raphael all those months ago.

The unknown Fae slashed at Raphael, nearly catching his side if it wasn't for how fast he was. This Fae was slower than Raphael, but there was more strength with his swings and that's something Raphael wanted to avoid. He could see that if he was hit by any of the Fae's swings, he would get seriously wounded. The Fae was so preoccupied trying to attack Raphael that he didn't notice as a whip made of water appeared out of nowhere and it wrapped itself around the Fae's neck. The Fae let out a strangled scream as he was pulled back with such force that Raphael thought his neck had snapped. Blair sauntered over, the whip of water connected to her hand as she commanded every drop of water with a mastery over the element that Raphael had not seen before.

Taking the opportunity, Raphael kicked the large sword from the Fae's hand and thrust it away from his reach. He then kicked at the Fae's knees so he fell to the ground with a painful grunt and the water whip around him tightened as Blair got closer.

"What were your orders?" Blair demanded once she was closer.

The Fae scowled at her, "I have nothing to say to you, traitor,"

Blair arched a brow in delight. "Oh? So, the Queen is aware of what I am doing," The fact the Queen knew made her want to laugh. She could only imagine what Maeve's reaction was because it would have seriously made her day.

"If you don't answer us, we will have to use force," Raphael said, watching the Fae with a kinder expression than Blair. He was more understanding of the situation that the Fae was in because he had been in his position not too long ago. If it wasn't for Blair then he still would be. While he did not recognise the Fae, that doesn't mean he didn't have sympathy.

The Fae looked at him and spat on the ground.

"There is no point, Raphael, he won't talk," Blair said after a moment of silence. She could feel the magic surrounding the Fae and it was potent. The control that the Queen had was powerful and Blair suspected it would take longer to break than it had with Raphael.

Raphael frowned, not agreeing with her words and was about to say something but the Fae cut in.

"I would rather die than go against my Queen," The Fae spat out passionately.

Blair shrugged her shoulders, "Okay." With a wave of her hand, the water whip that surrounded his neck snapped harshly to the right, breaking his neck loudly. The Fae's body slumped forward and that's when Blair made the water whip disappear and watched as the body fell to the ground.

Raphael stared down at the unconscious Fae and frowned, "We can save him, can't we?"

Blair turned to look at him and then at the unknown Fae, "No,"

"What do you mean?!" Raphael exclaimed in shock. He had thought Blair would help save the Fae warrior as she had done to him. Without Blair, he would still be a slave to the Queen.

"I am not helping him. We need to dispose of him," Blair said bluntly.

Raphael shook his head, not understanding why. "You can save him! You can free him from the Queen's control!" The more Fae Blair saved, the better it would be. Blair would be able to slowly amass her own army and possibly take on Maeve. Raphael was sure the Fae that Blair saved would be very grateful for being saved from a terrible fate.

"Just because I can doesn't mean I will," Blair said with cold eyes.

Raphael stared at her for a moment, confused as to why she was acting like this. "Why won't you save him?"

Blair sighed in aggravation. "Having two of the Fae here is dangerous as it is. You know what our blood does to Vampires, they lose control. If I did try and save them, it would take time and magic, things that I cannot spare at the moment because New Orleans is preparing for another war and I am still being hunted," It would be reckless and dangerous to try and bring another Fae into the fold and so Blair refused to take the risk. She used her magic daily anyway but she was using it more ever since she came to New Orleans. Between surviving the Originals, she was also teaching Davina magic and having to help guard Hayley, she didn't have the room to house another problem. The Hunter issue loomed over her and wouldn't go away so that was another thing to worry about altogether.

Falling silent, Raphael's expression was filled with sorrow. "What happened to you, Blair?" The person he remembered from his childhood was nothing like the person who stood before him. It was scary to see what she had become; how heartless she could be.

"I grew up," Blair answered sardonically.

"Then why did you save me?" Raphael asked quietly, almost fearful for the answer.

Sighing deeply, Blair looked at the male Fae and held his gaze strongly. "I know you. I have a personal connection to you from our childhood. I do not know this person," She pointed to the unconscious Fae on the ground, "If I knew this Fae then I would help him. But I don't so I will not waste my magic,"

Raphael didn't like the answer but he understood it. Reluctantly, he nodded his head, "Okay, what we need to do with the body then?" He couldn't leave the body there in good conscience because he knew the Fae warrior was just a sitting duck especially in a city full of Vampires.

Truly knowing how vulnerable the unconscious Fae was, Blair waved her hand and the body disappeared. "He's at the edge of the city, far away from everyone else. He should be safe until he wakes up and makes his way back to the Forest," If she had the opportunity, she would have abandoned the Fae to his fate, not sympathetic at all.

Nodding his head, Raphael stayed silent.

"Now come on, we need to get back and make sure Marcel hasn't done anything," Blair said as she walked off with Raphael following behind her.

ORIGINALS

The night was over and it had been a resounding success. There had been an attempted attack from Marcel but it had been intercepted before anything could have happened. No one other than herself, Raphael and Elijah were aware of this and it would be preferable if it remained that way. It had also been discovered that Genevieve had tried to steal some of the grimoires that belonged to Elijah and Klaus' mother but she had been caught out. Other than that, the Witches had a good night and had managed to have a good party – all curtsy of Elijah and Klaus. Even Klaus had offered a gift to the Witches – something that made Genevieve seethe in anger. The Vampire faction had given a gift and so had Hayley. As an act of rebellion, Davina had refused to give a gift and this was a snub the Coven would never forget.

Raphael was back with Hayley, keeping a watchful eye on the pregnant Wolf. Blair was following after Elijah, who was going to meet with Marcel to confront him about what he had planned for the night.

Marcel was on top of a tall building, with Thierry stood beside him. Marcel was pacing around the rooftop in irritation. "How did this not work?" He demanded hotly. The plan that he had personally planned had gone wrong and now he had nothing to show for it. His people were not going to like this and he would lose followers from this. There were already people who were shaky with their loyalty and this would win him nothing.

"The men never even made it into the building. Something must have happened," Thierry said in confusion. The plan had been set – made by Marcel. A group of humans had been compelled and were meant to walk into the celebration, slit their wrists and send a warning. A message calling for war was meant to be written in blood on the wall when the lights were cut but it never happened.

Hissing lowly under his breath, Marcel's eyes darkened in anger. "Did anyone manage to get Davina?" The plan was to grab Davina during the whole fiasco but it hadn't gone to plan. Initially, he had wanted to use Josh but it seems the baby Vampire was loyal to someone other than him or the Originals.

In the shadows, Blair scowled darkly. There was no way she would let Marcel make off with Davina – the Witch was under her protection.

"We need to double down," Marcel said as his pacing increased in speed.

Elijah stepped forward, deciding now he was going to act. He had heard enough and his anger was simmering low beneath his calm demeanour. He had been generous when he had banished Marcel but now, he was starting to reconsider his actions. He appeared in front of Marcel and pinned him to the wall in a flash, his hand on Marcel's neck. It had all happened so quickly that Blair blinked and Marcel was gasping for air. Thierry took a step back in shock, not expecting this to happen.

"I warned you," Elijah said lowly, "And yet you still return to the French Quarter."

"You going to kill me, Elijah?" Marcel gasped out, "Go ahead. But then you won't know what Klaus has got going on with that Witch in his pocket,"

Rolling his eyes, Elijah sighed deeply. "I am already aware of what my brother is up to." The spy that he had in Marcel's group was compelled to be loyal to only him and he had other spies working for him. He had yet to implement a spy into the Witches Coven but that was still in the works. Raphael had demonstrated himself to be quite useful and Blair was proving to be a very useful alliance. Without this information, Elijah would have probably been affected by Marcel's words.

Marcel looked at Elijah in shock but the Original's patience had snapped. Within a second, Elijah snapped Marcel's neck and let him fall to the ground. Thierry screamed out and tried to run away from Elijah. Faster than a blur, Elijah appeared in front of Thierry and thrust his hand into the Vampire's chest cavity and pulled out his heart. With a final gasp, Thierry fell to the ground – dead for good. Thierry's skin greyed and black veins appeared, indicating that he was truly dead and his heart was thrown halfway across the roof.

"I am surprised you didn't kill him too," Blair walked closer, her heeled boots echoing loudly.

"He lives or dies by my will alone, he needs to remember that," Elijah commented coldly as he stared down at Marcel.

Deciding to add her own little punishment, Blair got closer to Marcel and snatched his daylight ring off his finger. She pocketed the ring and stepped away from the body, "Let's see how well he does without his ring," He had dared try and steal Davina, there was no way she was going to let that go so easily.

"Let's hope he wakes up before the sun rises," Elijah said with a rare sadistic grin. Marcel would wake up but whether he managed to do so before the sun rose in a few hours was another question altogether.

"If anything happens to him, you can blame me," Blair smirked widely. She knew that if anything happened to Marcel, Klaus would be furious. But she decided that she could deal with it if it ever came to it. Marcel was pushing too much and he should expect to be shoved back at this rate.

Sighing deeply, Elijah turned his back. "Now, I must confront my brother. This deceit has gone on long enough,"

Following him, Blair made the decision to keep out the way once they got back. They would need some privacy to sort out their issues.