𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐨𝐝 | ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟꜱ

The Murdered Witch

It didn't take the pair long to track down the witch Sabine, when they did, they followed along behind her tour, which stopped outside a voodoo shop everyone going inside but Sabine herself. Once the last of the tourists had disappeared into the shop, the witch turned to view the pair following her.

"Are you and your friend going to keep following me, Elijah, or do you want to talk?" she asked. Chrys grinned, this girl showed no fear even in the presence of an Original, he always did enjoy those who held their heads high even in the presence of those stronger than them. It showed confidence and strength.

"You know who I am," Elijah stated.

"Original vampire that always wears a suit," Sabine said, "You and your family are famous amongst the witches, especially with your brother back in town."

"Well, Niklaus is here because he learned that a witch was conspiring against him," Elijah told her, "Someone by the name of Jane-Anne Deveraux."

"Well, if he's looking Jane-Anne, he's a little late."

Oh Gods, "She's dead isn't she," Chrys said, now that he was focused, he could feel the death of a witch nearby. This just made finding his daughter so much easier. Note the sarcasm.

Sabine sighed. "Come on," she said gesturing for them to follow, "Her sister Sophie's going to wanna talk to you."

The vampire and the demigod exchanged glances, Chrys smirked at the Original and started walking after Sabine leaving Elijah to catch up.
It took a few minutes for the trio to find Sophie, she was sitting beside a bloody body on the ground, a group of witches surrounding them. 'That's Jane-Anne', Chrys realised.

The shadowy figure of one of his father's reapers only confirmed it. Nodding towards the reaper he received a respectful bow in return, he does after all possess the highest rank in the underworld after his father and stepmother.

The atmosphere was quiet and sombre, the witches around the body silent as a few held lit candles. The woman by the head of the body was crying quietly.

"That's Jane-Anne?" Elijah questioned, turning to Sabine, who nodded in confirmation, "Killed in public for anyone to see," he finished astonished.

"Only people that come 'round here are witches," she began sadly, "Now her sister has to come and take her body. Her spirit can't rest until it's been properly interred in the cemetery."

"The one cryin' is Sophie, yeah?" Chrys asked apathetically, he didn't care about witches dying (even though the paperwork is annoying) he just wanted to find his daughter.

Once again Sabine nodded in confirmation, glaring slightly at the green-eyed male. "Please tell me my brother had nothing to do with this," Elijah said with a horrified look on his face.

"No. Jane-Anne died because she was caught doing magic," she answered simply.

'That explains the lack of magic in the air', Chrys thought, 'but why would a witch be killed for doing magic. That's kinda what they do'.

"What do you mean she got caught doing magic?" Elijah asked, vocalising the demigod's thoughts.

A loud whistle and a cacophony of voices caught the attention of everyone in the street. "You want to know who killed Jane-Anne?" Sabine asked the pair, "You're about to get your first glimpse of Marcel in action."

"The vampire Marcel?" Elijah asked surprised.

"Things have changed since your family left town. Marcel has changed," the witch explained as dozens of vampires crowded the street closing in on the witches from all angles, "I'm asking you, stay hidden. If Marcel finds out that a witch let the Originals back into town, my people will be slaughtered," Sabine pleaded.