Chapter Twenty-One
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
Blair was in a dream, one that she repeatedly had. It was not often that she remembered her dreams but this one she could never forget. It was more of memory – of when she got kicked out of the Forest and was banished to her fate. It was the day that would torment her for hundreds of years and no matter what Blair did, she could not make the memory disappear, not even her magic could protect her from this. In this dream, she was always the outsider looking in, watching as her younger self ran around like a headless chicken. However, it was towards the end of this scene that things shifted. As usual, Blair watched as her younger self begged the Queen for sanctuary from the Hunter but she was refused. Maeve turned her back on the young Blair and laughed at her misfortune. It was a day that Blair would never forget and only made her hatred for the woman grow exponentially. She watched as her younger self ran off crying, about to follow when a voice called out to her. Turning her head, Blair's eyes widened when she saw Chloe stood nearby – an adult Chloe.
"What? How are you here?" Blair questioned in shock. Chloe was dead, she had been for months and it made no sense as to how she had made it into her dream. Blair had dreamed of Chloe before – usually remembering their youth but never had these two scenes mashed together before. Something odd was going on here.
Chloe smiled sadly, "Oh Blair. It's been a while," Her dark eyes gleamed with unshed tears and Blair felt her own eyes sting.
Walking towards her old friend, Blair stopped before she got too close. "How is this possible?" She felt no malicious energy from Chloe but she could never be too cautious.
"The veil between the living and the dead is crumbling. Our souls are going to wither and die but I wanted to come and see you before that happened," Chloe explained with a sad smile. She needed to make sure Blair got this message in case her soul really did disappear. She wanted to move on without any regrets and had been trying to contact Blair for a while but her mental shields were too strong.
Blair frowned in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Chloe reached forward and took Blair's hand in her own. "Firstly, I want to say how sorry I am for not helping you sooner. The Queen's ability didn't work on me. My gift stopped hers,"
"But you don't have an ability," Blair said as she furrowed her brows together. From what she remembered, Chloe never had a gift and this was why the Queen saw her as expendable.
Shaking her head, Chloe answered her, "No, I could nullify other people's abilities. The Queen never knew but I had to hide it so she would never find out. If she had known, she would have killed me immediately." It wasn't easy acting as though she was a mindless puppet, especially when Maeve was feeling particularly cruel. However, there was so much at stake if the Queen had found out.
Blair's eyes widened at this information as she gasped lightly, "Holy shit,"
Chloe's grip on her hand tightened slightly, "I need you to know that I used my gift in the Forest. I helped to nullify the Queen's control over a small group of Fae. We had planned a revolt to remove Maeve from the throne but we were missing one key element,"
"What was it?" Blair asked, enthralled by Chloe's tale. The thought that someone would plan a coup against the Queen was impressive and it was one that Blair loved to hear. It would be a suicide mission if it went wrong but the reward would have been great if managed well.
"You," Chloe whispered softly, "We were missing you."
Blair felt like she had been punched in the stomach, "W-what?"
"Without you, we could never have attempted to overthrow the Queen. It would have been too dangerous and no one would have supported us," Chloe shook her head, "But you. You could have united the people and they would have rallied around you,"
Blair's expression darkened, "But I could have never supported it because of the Hunter. I couldn't risk him finding the Forest," This was why she had been banished four hundred years ago. If she had been allowed to stay in the Forest, the Hunter would have found her and the other Fae. As a result, Maeve had decided to forgo her life and leave Blair with no protection.
"Then kill the Hunter," Chloe said plainly.
Anger flashed in Blair's eyes, "I can't!"
"You haven't tried hard enough!" Chloe shouted back.
With a clenched jaw, Blair spat out. "You have no idea what I have been through." She tore her hands out from Chloe's grip and took a step back. She was no longer happy to be in Chloe's presence, finding her words harsh and unnecessary. She still had scars on her body that would never disappear after her confrontations with the Hunter. Blair had tried to fight the Hunter and had failed every time.
Chloe stared at her friend with unwavering determination, "If anyone can kill the Hunter, it's you. Trust yourself," Slowly, her figure started to fade until she was gone and Blair was stood in the Forest on her own.
Gritting her teeth, Blair pinched herself, no longer wanted to be in her own mind anymore. She needed to wake up. As she pinched herself, her vision darkened until there was only a sky of darkness over her and soft covers caressed her skin. Now, back in her room in the French Quarter, Blair threw the covers off her and angrily marched over to her bathroom. She needed a bath to calm herself down after that dream.
A couple of hours later, Blair walked down the steps of the compound and headed in the direction of the living room. She was still reeling from the dream that she had but she pushed it aside for now because she had other things to deal with. She intended to ask Elijah if he wanted to accompany her to the Bayou as she was going to check on the situation that was brewing within the pack. The Wolves had not taken the fact Oliver had betrayed them very well – as expected – but they were still calling for blood. The blood of Francesca Correa to be exact. Raphael had informed her that they were all planning an attack but from what Blair had heard, it wasn't a good plan and it needed a lot of refinement. Hayley wanted to just murder the woman whereas the other members of the pack wanted her to suffer. It was absolute chaos and Jackson was struggling to reel everyone in at this point.
However, as she entered the living room, where she had sensed Elijah, she found that Klaus was also present. He was drinking from a bottle of expensive scotch, seeming to drown his emotions considering the thunderous expression on his face. Elijah watched him with an expression of exasperation as if he had watched the same scene over and over again for a thousand years.
"A little early to drink, isn't it?" Blair questioned with an arched brow. It was barely even ten o'clock in the morning, people would usually be having their morning cereal, not scotch with ice.
"Sod off," Klaus hissed back before he took a large gulp of his scotch.
Elijah sighed deeply before turning to the Fae, "Ignore him. You'll find Niklaus is in a foul mood, more so than usual," He had arrived no more than twenty minutes ago to find his brother attacking their alcohol supply with such vigour that it made him curious to know what had set him off.
"It's fine," Blair waved him off, used to Klaus' mood swings. "I am going to be heading up to the Bayou soon, and I wondered if you wanted to come along. You're welcome to come as well, Klaus," She said, looking over to the Hybrid. As much as she didn't like Klaus, he had the potential to knock some sense into the Wolves considering he is half of one. She was also aware that he was keen to get Hayley back in the French Quarter so this would be an ample opportunity for everyone.
"That is a marvellous idea. I will join you," Elijah said politely. He had intended to visit the Wolves as well so this worked out perfectly for him.
Klaus shook his head, "Count me out,"
Blair and Elijah both shared a frown, "I thought you'd be interested in getting revenge on Francesca?" Blair asked in confusion. Klaus wasn't one to miss out on the violence and bloodshed for anything. That woman had planned an attack on the pack where the mother of his child resided, Klaus should have been all over this issue but he seemed distracted by something.
Klaus sent her a dark look, "Rest assured, I will make Francesca pay for what she has done. But first, I am going to finish this bottle and then the next in hopes of drowning the demon that has chosen to haunt me," He drank from his glass before going for the bottle and drinking from that before sneering, "Cheers, Mikael. Impeccable Freudian timing," That morning, he had woken up from a nightmare, one that contained Mikael killing him. He had an understanding of why he was having these dreams and it terrified him. Klaus knew that it had something to do with his own impending journey into fatherhood that would happen very soon. It terrified him to know he was about to be a father when he hadn't even had a father himself – he had no idea what the hell he was going to do. But he prayed that he wouldn't screw up as badly as his own father had.
Elijah's eyes widened for a moment and he leaned forward. "You've been dreaming of our father. Elaborate." His voice was barely above a whisper as he could barely hide his surprise.
Blair watched both of them in silent confusion. Klaus' issue she could understand but she didn't understand why Elijah looked so tormented.
"Go ahead," Klaus scowled darkly, "Have a good laugh,"
Elijah's eyes narrowed at Klaus' pointed words, "I can assure you there isn't a piece of this that I find even remotely amusing, Niklaus. Especially considering I've been dreaming of him, too." That morning, he'd had a dream of their father and it had been a gruesome dream.
Klaus visibly paled, "What?"
Mentally, alarms went off in Blair's head. If Klaus had been dreaming of their father then that could be seen as a coincidence – a one-off that could easily be explained by his impending fatherhood. However, now Elijah was having dreams and that was troublesome. This wasn't a coincidence and spelt misfortune. Then, there was her own situation where Chloe had paid her a visit. Now, the stuff Chloe was saying about the veil was starting to make sense.
"If you are also dreaming of him, maybe our enemy is orchestrating another attack. I believe a Witch maybe be behind this as well," Elijah commented with a haunted expression. In his eyes, Francesca could also have a Witch on her side as they had a mutual enemy. It angered him that people were going against the accord that he helped set up but maybe the feuds in New Orleans ran too deep to cure.
"Then heads will roll," Klaus said as he smirked menacingly. There was only one Witch that had got close to any of his family lately and that was Genevieve.
Feeling the need to intervene, Blair spoke out. "Before we do anything rash, I think you guys should know something. Purgatory, where supernatural souls are trapped is disintegrating,"
Elijah looked at her in confusion, "What do you mean disintegrating?"
"Well, a better term would be imploding or collapsing," Blair continued with a frown, "Either way, the dead are being torn away into nothingness. I imagine that some aren't interested in going quietly," Chloe had made it clear that she needed to pass along a message before anything happened and seemed to accept what was going to happen. However, Blair was sure that other souls wouldn't be so accommodating and would try to strike back against those who had done them harm. If Blair was honest, she was probably lucky that it was only Chloe had that paid her a visit as she had wronged a lot of people in her long life.
"So, you're saying that our father, faced with permanent extinction, has decided to spent his remaining time tormenting us," Elijah said dryly, "How delightful,"
Klaus smirked, "Well on the plus side, we'll soon be rid of his abhorrent soul forever, and what a good riddance that will be." While he did not appreciate the dreams, this was good news and put him in such a better mood.
Rolling his eyes, Elijah stood from his seat. "Come, we must check up on the Wolves," He said as he motioned Blair to follow him.
ORIGINALS
After the visit to the Bayou, Elijah and Blair left feeling satisfied. The Werewolves anger had managed to be subdued for now and a plan had been formulated. The plan was to ambush Francesca, taking out her guards and killing her as well as her family – a suggestion from a vindictive Klaus. However, it needed to be timed perfectly otherwise she would catch onto their plans and could risk everything being ruined. Elijah was most eager to get rid of Francesca as she was proving to be a pest. As he had dug into her past, he had discovered there she had made several attempts to get rid of Father Kieran and he suspected as she was behind the most recent attack on him. It seemed as though she was attempted to claw her way into becoming the human faction representative through underhanded means and Elijah refused to allow this to continue. It was only down to sheer luck and the Vampire protection that Father Kieran was under that kept him safe and unharmed.
In the Bayou, Blair had been surprised to see Oliver still breathing – albeit barely. It seemed as though the rest of the pack had been informed about his misdeeds and they had nearly revolted. Jackson had nearly expelled Oliver from the pack but he had begged against this. Instead, Oliver had offered himself up as bait in dealing with Francesca and her pesky family. Seeing the opportunity, Blair had agreed that it was a good idea as Francesca would never guess that she would be double-crossed by Oliver of all people. Reluctantly, Jackson had agreed to the plan and it would soon be in motion very soon.
Now back in the compound, Blair went about doing her daily lessons with Davina. She had found a room within the Abattoir that allowed her and Davina to use magic freely in an offensive manner. Blair had spelled the room so it was soundproof and would repair the damage to the room before their lesson was over – a spell that she had taught Davina. Usually, their lessons in offensive magic went well, Davina was always enthusiastic about it but today she seemed distracted. Her head wasn't in the lesson and this was very obvious to Blair when Davina was nearly hit with her water whip and barely dodged in time.
Cancelling her water whip, Blair frowned, "What's going on with you?" For a moment she was concerned that maybe Davina was bored and wanted to move onto other things, which she was more than happy to do if that's what she needed.
"It's nothing," Davina shot down, her gaze trained to the ground.
Blair placed her hands on her hips, "Bullshit. Now tell me what's going on."
Pressing her lips together, Davina sighed deeply, "I just… I've been having these dreams lately. Well, they're more like nightmares," They had been keeping her up at night for the past couple of weeks and they wouldn't do away no matter what she did. She had even resorted to using a dreamcatcher and spelling it to no avail. Davina had wanted to ask Blair for help but she felt silly asking for help over some meaningless nightmares. She didn't want Blair thinking she was childish.
"Go on," Blair prompted with a wave of her hand.
"They all start out the same, with me back in the Witches Graveyard after my friends got sacrificed for the Harvest," Davina explained, her expression darkening as she remembered the nightmares that kept her up most of the night, "But then it changes to when I got sacrificed…"
This unnerved Blair, something wasn't right, "What else happens?"
Davina looked up at the Fae, "At first, it showed Genevieve being sacrificed with Monique being the one to kill her. But it changed since then and I've heard whispers in the background, beckoning me back. It's like a Siren's call but it always scares me and I run away… but then I see a baby with Monique standing above the child," It didn't make sense to her why she was having these nightmares and it worried her that something was to come. When she held the power of the other three girls inside her, she would often get visions when she slept, but none terrified her as much as these nightmares did.
Falling silent, Blair thought of an answer but it wasn't good. With her clairvoyant power, she had become very good at picking out details and gathering the meaning and some of the messages was kind of obvious. "I may be wrong, but it sounds like something the Ancestors would send," This would also conform with the fact the Coven was trying to get Davina back, for what reason was still left unknown. While Blair's mark stopped them from physically harming her, sending dreams was another issue altogether. Nonetheless, Blair would strike back and maybe send another warning to the Witches as they obviously hadn't learned their lesson.
Davina nodded her head in agreement, "It also sometimes changes to involve Klaus with all the Vampires. They've invaded the city and kill everything in their path, with Klaus laughing in the background. I…always see Tim dead by the end," Tears stung her eyes as the remembrance of her boyfriend being caught up in the mayhem that followed the Hybrid.
"Ignore the nightmares, nothing will happen to Tim. He's got you to protect him," Blair said strongly, refusing to let Davina dwell on this any further, "To help, I will start showing you spells on how to fortify your mind from outside influences. They should help,"
"Thank you," Davina gave a watery smile.
"Now, go relax. It's been a long day and I can see you're exhausted," She could see the bags under Davina's eyes from the lack of sleep. This was too much stress for such a young girl to handle and it made Blair curse the Ancestors to hell and back for what they were trying to do.
Nodding her head, Davina walked out of the room. Once the young Witch was out of sight, Blair sighed deeply and shook her head. This did not bode well. Blair had a suspicion, a very strong one and she suspected that the Witches were after something that Davina could get access to otherwise, they wouldn't be bothering her. However, she didn't know exactly what they needed – yet.
With a wave of her hand, Blair used her magic and repaired the damage to the room before she left. She needed to unwind after this revelation – anything to do with Witches and their schemes always put her in a bad mood. Deciding that she needed a drink, Blair walked out of the room and headed towards the kitchen but she stopped when she heard a familiar yell in the compound.
"Blair!" It was Raphael's voice and it was filled with panic.
Eyes widening, Blair ran to where she heard the voice and saw Raphael in the courtyard with an unconscious Hayley in his arms. However, he wasn't alone and Klaus and Elijah were crowding him. Klaus looked pissed whereas Elijah looked slightly annoyed – which was never a good sign. Raphael was never meant to be seen by Klaus but it seemed as though the rouse was up. As the more peaceful one, Elijah walked forward and gently took Hayley from Raphael before placing her on the table nearby.
Blair cursed loudly and ran down the balcony to him, "What happened?" She ignored the two Originals behind her, focused only on Hayley who didn't seem to be doing very well.
Raphael shook his head, "Hayley attempted to ambush Francesca on her own. But before she could, Monique appeared and tried to hex Hayley. I managed to knock the Witch out before she could do any permanent damage but I just wanted you to look at her in case," Klaus and Elijah were growling lowly behind him and it sent his heart rate pulsing.
"Why was I not informed about you?" Klaus hissed out dangerously, his gaze trained on Raphael.
"Because I didn't want you to know," Blair replied back harshly, glaring at the Hybrid. Her magic sparked at her fingertips, ready for a fight. She knew Klaus would not be happy when he discovered Raphael's presence and she was prepared for the outcome whatever it may be.
Klaus' deadly glare turned to her, "He was the Fae that tried to kidnap Hayley," Raphael had the same scent as the person who attempted to take Hayley all those months ago. It was an incident that he hadn't forgotten about and he refused to forgive it.
Raphael hung his head in shame.
"It wasn't his fault!" Blair yelled back angrily.
Taking no notice of her words, Klaus lunged for Raphael, his eyes glowing yellow in anger. Before he could reach Raphael, Blair threw out her magic and sent Klaus flying into the nearby wall. Klaus jumped up and growled at Blair for intervening and was met with glowing purple eyes. Klaus crouched down low as prepared himself for another attack, his gaze darting over to Raphael to keep track of his prey.
"You will not touch him!" Blair shouted out, taking a step towards the Hybrid. Water formed in her hands as she prepared herself to defend Raphael.
Elijah stepped forward, "Niklaus, this is madness. Raphael is not to blame," He was using his body to guard Hayley where she was. He knew that this altercation could become violent and knew he needed to defend the unconscious Hayley so nothing happened to the baby. Blair had already proven that she could defend herself and he had confidence in her abilities.
Anger flashed in Klaus' eyes. "You defend him?!"
"He was under the control of the Queen," Blair argued back fiercely, "He had no say in the matter. It is just like when you use your compulsion on someone,"
"That matters little," Klaus argued heatedly, "How do we know he isn't conspiring with your Queen?"
Elijah rolled his eyes as his brother's paranoia, "Blair has spent a lot of time tearing away the control, that's why,"
With a snarl, Klaus attacked once more, but this time he attacked Blair. Too fast for her to react, Klaus had her pinned to the wall and his claws scratched her upper arm. Letting out a wounded scream, Blair's magic pulsed around her and she sent an electric shock through Klaus and watched in satisfaction as the Hybrid fell to the ground in pain. Raphael appeared behind Klaus and threw him away from Blair and then stood in front of her.
"If you should be angry with anyone it should be me," Raphael said calmly.
"Oh, don't worry mate, I am," Klaus smirked wickedly as he stood up, the electric shocks no longer harming him as much anymore as his body healed at an accelerated rate. No longer in pain, he lunged for Raphael once more only to hit what felt like a brick wall. With narrowed eyes, he turned to Blair accusingly. "I will kill you," He hissed lowly, his blood demanding vengeance.
Elijah cleared his throat, his patience had run out, "ENOUGH!" His loud voice boomed in the courtyard and caused everyone to pause where they were. His dark eyes turned to his brother, who met his stare unrepentantly – no surprises there. "The mother of your child still might be in harm's way and you're all squabbling like children," He then looked to Raphael who appeared slightly sheepish and then Blair who seemed aggravated.
"She's been keeping secrets from me!" Klaus accused, pointing the finger at Blair.
"Because you're a fucking maniac!" Blair shouted back.
Raphael bowed his head, "I am sorry, I will go."
"Good riddance," Klaus snorted, ignoring the dark look he received from Blair.
Blair scowled at him, "You aren't going anywhere. Klaus, you still owe me from when I located Elijah for you," She had not forgotten about her deal with the Original Hybrid. It seemed like a lifetime ago when Klaus had kidnapped her after having that vision but she remembered it well. Blair had been bidding her time, waiting for the right opportunity and now seemed a good a time as any. "It was agreed that you would owe me a favour and I am cashing in on it now. You will not harm Raphael in any way. That is the favour I need."
Raphael stared at Blair in shock, surprised that she would use that favour for him.
Elijah arched a brow, "Is this true, Niklaus? You owe Blair?"
Growling softly, Klaus nodded his head reluctantly. "That may have happened,"
"Then you will honour that agreement made," Elijah said, his tone leaving no room for arguments.
Huffing in aggravation, Klaus crossed his arms over his chest, "Fine, I'll leave him alone," He then looked to Blair, "But if he steps one toe out of line and tries to take Hayley again then I will kill him,"
Before Blair could protest, Raphael beat her to it. "If that happens, you have my full permission to kill me," He answered back strongly. He would rather die than fall into the Queen's control again. It was no life to live.
Surprise flickered in Klaus' eyes.
Elijah looked to Blair, "May you examine Hayley please?" Now that the situation was resolved, they could now deal with what happened to Hayley and her sudden collapse. He was still keeping an eye on Klaus just in case he decided to renege on his side of the deal.
Blair nodded her head and walked over to Hayley but stopped when Elijah grabbed her arm. "You're not healing?" Elijah looked down at Blair's upper arm, which had been cut by Klaus in their altercation. Blood ran down her arm and there was an alluring scent in the air, one that made his gums itch for his teeth to come down. It was a scent he remembered well when Blair had used it to break Papa Tunde's seal. It was just as delicious now as it was back then.
"It will, the cut is just deeper and needs more time," Blair answered back, feeling a little unnerved by his intense stare.
"Take some of my blood to heal," Elijah offered and when Blair sent him a bewildered look, he smirked, "I would rather no one else catch your…alluring scent," There was no other Vampire in the compound except him and his brother and he was far too absorbed in Raphael to even notice Blair's enchanting scent. However, it was only a matter of time Elijah would rather not risk it.
Blair flushed red at his words and it only made Elijah's smirk widen slightly. "Fine," She muttered lowly. In the corner of her eye, she kept an eye on Raphael and Klaus, who seemed to be silently eyeing up one another. The sound of Elijah biting into his wrist snapped back her attention and she grabbed his arm when it was held out in front of her. That's when she realised how close they were and it made her nervous. Her shoulder was nearly grazing the soft material of his stylish suit. Slowly, Blair's lips connected with his arm and she lapped up Elijah's blood, marvelling at its taste. It didn't taste metallically but rather sweeter and it made her feel instantly rejuvenated. After a few more gulps, Blair pulled away, "Thank you," She cleared her throat awkwardly as she stepped back, needing some space between them.
"No problems," Elijah watched in satisfaction as Blair's face remained flush. There was something about Blair that drew him to her. Ever since he had met Blair, he had felt this pulling sensation and he always seemed to gravitate towards her. He couldn't explain it as his emotions had been clouded by the Hayley situation but now that was no longer a distraction, he couldn't deny the connection. Seeing her drink his blood did something to him and made the most primal part of himself pure in satisfaction.
Breathing in deeply, Blair tried to calm her down heart rate down, something she was sure Elijah had noticed considering the large smirk on his face. Focusing her attention on Hayley, she walked over to the pregnant Wolf and did a diagnostic spell on her. Slowly, Blair left her magic flow and she closed her eyes to fully focus on the situation – and try to avoid Elijah's heated gaze. As her magic stretched over Hayley, she soon found the issue and opened her eyes, cancelling the diagnostic spell. Instead, she moved her hand over to Hayley's head and began extracting the hex that was started but never finished.
"What happened to her?" Klaus demanded, having decided that Blair had enough time to find out what the issue was.
Opening her eyes, she turned to see everyone looking at her, waiting for an answer. "Hayley was nearly hexed. It seems as though Monique started it but she never got to finish it. That means all I have to do is remove it, which will be very easy. Without Raphael's intervention, this would have been a different conversation,"
Raphael flushed slightly at the praise and smiled in silent thanks.
Klaus stared at Raphael for a moment before nodding his head. "You may have your uses yet," He murmured lowly.
"But why would the Witches attempt to harm Hayley?" Elijah asked, unable to understand the reasoning behind the attack.
Blair smirked but that soon dropped when that familiar sense of foreboding hit her hard. Something didn't add up. Why had Monique attempted to hex Hayley? In her current state, hexing her would have forced Hayley to lose the baby or deliver it very early – and away from any medical facilities. Davina's nightmares came to mind and her thoughts started to race around almost manically. Very quickly, the memory of her final vision sprang to mind and it started to make more sense. In the scene where Hayley was being held down my three people – Genevieve, Monique and another Witch and Klaus were screaming in the background. They were helping to deliver the baby. They wanted the baby.
"What's wrong?" Elijah asked with a frown. He had noticed how pale Blair had turned very suddenly and it worried him that something was wrong with Hayley.
Turning her head, Blair stopped healing Hayley briefly, "Please tell me that your child wouldn't be part Witch,"
"Our mother was a very powerful Witch, so yes. Our child would be part Witch also," Klaus replied back with an arched brow.
Blair looked back to an unconscious Hayley, dread filling her. "I have a theory… one that could be completely wrong but something tells me that I am not. I think the Witches are after the baby for the Harvest," Davina's nightmares had only solidified this theory and she had hoped this wasn't the case but after today she could no longer deny it.
A deadly silence passed in the courtyard.
"This better not be a joke," Klaus snarled lowly.
Blair shook her head, "I am not. Davina has had nightmares that indicate this theory and I trust those nightmares. It would also explain Genevieve's presence, who should have been put back in the ground for the power to flow." There was no way she was mentioning her own vision. She knew that the moment Klaus found out then she would try and use her powers, just like everyone else.
"It would explain Genevieve's constant presence," Elijah said grimly.
Raphael's face paled at this realisation. There was nothing he could say that could refute this claim as it made sense.
Turning around, Klaus stormed off. There was a certain Witch that he needed to speak to – and the possibility of having to rip out her heart while he was at it.