《I'm your kid too, father》WHERE IS REBEKAH
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Elijah, Marcel, Hayley, Freya, and I are in the attic of St. Louis Cathedral
"So, where is Klaus" Hayley questions
a smile comes to my face "spending time with a certain red head who wants to kill Elijah"
they all look at me
"She's pretty" I point out
Elijah takes Freya's athame to slice open his hand bleeding into a bronze bowl on top of a map
"Forget Niklaus" then he whips out a handkerchief for his hand "You and Samael will find her"
Marcel, my brother uncle, looks like he's about to piss his pants in fear of dying "Now, you sure you two go enough ju-ju for a world-wide locator spell"
my eyes roll "First don't ever call my magic ju-ju again you are why people are still racist. Second, my magic is stronger then any magic you've ever seen"
brother uncle stares at me "You are definatly Klaus kid. How anyone thought you weren't is a mystery to me"
a smile comes to my face
they all stare at me
"Shut up" I snap "Can we just do this"
Freya and I link hands to start chanting
"Le six ce strul no cruv. Le six ce strul no cruv"
Freya pours the blood on the map while we continue to chant
Elijah starts chanting
blood covers the whole map but Rebekah is not found
I growl breaking the table with my hands
"Well, so much for witch-GPS"
"I assumed they'd cloak her. I didn't expect the spell this strong"
my growl continues lowly
"No doubt conjured by the very witch who lured Rebekah into this trap"
I punch the fucking wall "It should have worked dammit." I sigh running my hands through my hair "We'll try something else"
Freya nods "You should go. I have my work cut out for me"
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Walking into the compound to fetch one of my more important grimoires there is a table with people
"Um" I say looking around "Are you lot really celebrating thanksgiving aren't you all before that holiday?"
"That's what I said" Lucien smirks
the only one I haven't met looks at me
"Who is this"
I hold my hand out "Samael Mikaelson and you must be Tristan"
"Mikaelson" he asks
Klaus breathes through his nose "Now is not a good time, Samael"
"It's never a good time with you dad" I deadpan and then enjoy the shocked look on this guys face
with a laugh I go to the library
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Freya decides it's time to go home hours later
"Sammy told me that you brought strangers into our home but I thought he was causing drama like always. Convenient, given she's teh one who has the answers I want" then auntie gestures to Aurora
the red head scoffs "Oh, for heaven's sake! First the son and now I had to deal with the long-lost sister?"
she turns to Klaus "Nik, please spare me your family's rage and paranoia. It is exactly this kind of lunacy which led me to steal Rebekah in teh first place"
"Where is she" I snap
Freya sneers "What did you do with her"
"Oh, I'm sorry, loves, but this prophecy has you all acting as fools. And I've no intention of risking my life to foolishness"
my eyebrow lifts
"Lier" then a growl comes out of my mouth as I go towards Aurora "I've given my word to Freya that we would find Rebekah so when I find her and I will find her I'm gonna kill you. It will be the best thing I ever do"
the red head smiles "Rest assured, Rebekah is perfectly fine...at the bottom of the ocean"
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silence
"You're bluffing" Klaus says
Aurora shakes her head as she's playing dumb
"Tell me you're bluffing" Klaus shouts
the girl scoffs "Oh, you should all be thanking me. Rebekah's never been safer! she has plenty of company down there. There's all the little crabs, and octopus, and..."
daddy dearest slams his hand on the table standing to his feet
Tristian attempts to vamp-speed over to Freya but I push her out of the way making him grab me
"Harm my sister and I'll be forced to do the same with your son"
a chuckle comes out of my mouth before I brake his arm and throw him over the table where Elijah holds him against a support beam "You can't kill me I'm to strong and even if you did I would come back but would poor Aurora"
Lucien smirks at us all
"Oh, this all escalated very quickly..."
"Shut up, Lucien" Klaus and I both snap "Or I'll tear your tongue from your head" "or I'll rip your head off your body"
Lucien looks between us "I certainly see the similarity's now more then ever. Although I would be careful; should anything happen to me, I won't be able to protect your precious Cami. Though I doubt Sammy cares all that much"
"Samael" I sneer "It's Samael only Freya can call me Sammy"
"Who is Cami" a clearly jealous Aurora questions
Freya smirks at her "You have bigger problems"
with a flick my favorite aunt breaks her neck
Klaus shouts "Freya"
I just smirk
"You are so awesome auntie"
Elijah drags Tristan back to the table by his neck shoving him into a seat
"Niklaus...which of these two vulgar parasites would you first like to torture?"
Lucien takes a very deep breath
"Well, it's half a dozen of one and six of the other, isn't it"
Klaus walks towards Lucien and squeezes his shoulder to mock affection
"Why don't you take the stable boy? Tristan and I are long overdue for a good catch-up"
with a real smile I follow Klaus to Elijah's study
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