《Home | The Originals》Chapter 95: The Plague
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"Now, you can't call yourself a connoisseur if you have not sampled each and every one of these." Klaus said as he talks to the kids at the table with me in his lap.
We were having breakfast and Nik had compelled a bunch of chefs to make a huge buffet on the table. I have no doubt in my mind that the kids will eat every single thing on this table.
I made a plate of beignets float above the table and move around so everyone could grab a piece and eat some.
"This is delicious, dad." Hunter said and then continue to eat his food.
"Did I ever tell you the story of my first beignet?" The kids shook their heads no. "No? Well, you are in for a treat." Klaus puts his hands on my hips and punches it making me quickly get up and giggle.
"You know I hate it when you tickle me." I said and I can see the look in his eyes and I knew he wasn't done with me. We are now vampire speeding around the Compound with the kids laughing at us.
He finally caught me back at the table and playfully bite my neck as we sat down together.
"Long ago, three French nuns came to New Orleans looking for a fresh start. And they came here." Nik points down gesturing to the home we are in. "They marched right into our courtyard, and they presented your uncle Elijah and me with these rather lumpy-looking, sugar-coated pastries. Well, needless to say, we were entranced. We set them up quite well." He told them.
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"Why did they come to you?" Hope asked.
"Because there was a time when we were regarded as royalty. You might even go so far as to say I was king, which would make you guys the princes' and princesses'." Klaus answered.
"Good morning." Hayley said as she comes over to the table. She looks at all the food there was, "I guess apple turnover is fruit." She said.
"I had nothing to do with this." I quickly said and Nik gave me a playful glare.
"Well, I saw no harm in indulging our kid's sweet tooth. All things in moderation, of course." Klaus quickly explained as innocently as possible.
"Okay. Don't eat too many. You'll get a stomachache." She said looking at all of our kids. She looked at us. "Can we talk?" She asked and we took a few steps away from the kids. "Have you seem Elijah?" She asked.
"I thought he was with you." Klaus said confused.
"I haven't seen him since he left for Marcel's last night." Hayley said.
"Wait a minute, what was he doing at Marcel's place!" I asked getting even more confused.
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Freya came to the Compound and and helped me with a location spell. Hayley paced around until she got a call from Klaus. "He's not at Marcel's." Hayley said once she puts her phone away.
"We'll find him, Hayley." I said as I pour Klaus and Freya's blood over the map of New Orleans.
Me and Freya held our hands above the blood and started chanting but we were denied of our information. "He's being cloaked. I can feel it."
Something moving on wood got our attention and I looked behind Hayley to see one of the indestructible bones spinning on the table. I look up and see Vincent walk in.
"That's her. That's the Hollow. She has Elijah, and now she wants that bone." He said.
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"In exchange for Elijah?" Hayley asked and I can tell she would have agreed to that offer.
"No, you don't understand. There won't be an exchange. She needs Elijah to die in order to channel the energy from his sacrifice. She's already poisoned him with the rose thorns. She wants this bone by sundown. If she doesn't get it, then she's gonna come here and she's gonna take it. And when she does, she's gonna burn this entire city to the ground." Vincent said.
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I left without anyone knowing I was gone and went to the bayou. Ever since I found out I'm related to Inadu, I've been questioning who I am ever since.
So, here I am back to where everything happened. The place where I was turned into a vampire. I close my eyes and raise both my hands as if I am about to receive something then I start chanting a spell.
The wind picked up as the leaves float all around me before it completely stops. "Why have you summon us, Ahana?" The voice of my parents made me open my eyes and stare at them.
"I have questions that only you and mother can answer." I said as I slowly approach them. "Why didn't you tell me about who I truly was?" I asked them.
"At the time, it wasn't safe for you. Your sister was coming to end your life one way or the other so when you hid we had to make sure she wouldn't recognize you by your name." My father said.
"But wouldn't she recognize me by my face?" I asked.
"You both are fraternal twins. You look nothing alike. Plus, we had a lot of women with your hair color in our village." My mother said.
"Last question, why didn't you save yourself during the plague? You left me alone to learn how to be a vampire." I questioned them.
"We were forced to leave you. The village was healthy, then all of a sudden a random plague hits us out of no where. But it was never a random plague. Someone casted a spell and made our village sick." Father said.
The Hollow created the plague that took over my village. My eyes were changing as this information stayed inside my head. "That bitch killed my family." The grass beneath me started to decay and the birds flying over head fell to the ground around me.
"Please, save your anger for your sister." My mother said as she looks at me with tears and that pulls me out of my trance. "We want to let you know that we love you like you were our own we still believe you are our daughter." She said as she latched into my shoulders. She lets go of me and they finally disappear.
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I made it to the cabin where Inadu was holding Elijah hostage. I can see the blue light coming from the door as I opened it. The black mist that was my sister was chanting a spell over Elijah.
Klaus and Hayley were standing behind Freya as she chants a spell with what looks like a necklace clutched into her hand.
"Hello, sister." I said making her look up at me and I saw a fear flash through her eyes before it quickly went away. I tried to use my magic on her but she had finished her spell by then and had disappeared away from me.
I sigh as I stare at the empty space before looking at a distraught Freya who now had a broken necklace in her hand. Oh. It's the necklace she had when she trapped Finn's soul and channeled him. She tried to put Elijah's soul in the crystal and I guess it didn't work.
Elijah is dead
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