The Wolf - Klaroline

07. Bloodletting

Season 1 Episode 7

Notes:

This is by far the longest chapter so far. It's a little beast, and I'm sorry if that makes it hard to read. You'll realize why it had to be so long as you do.

If you've watched TO, you know what's about to happen, and I hope you enjoy the slight twist I have to the story! If you haven't, I hope you still enjoy it anyways. :) It's a major point in this first part of the story, kind of a first checkpoint I assigned myself to stop and realize if I'm doing any good with this rewriting. So I really, really hope you guys enjoy it. And, please, let me know your thoughts! If you think this has been worth your time so far and you still want to see where it'll go, drop me a note, send a message, whatever! :) I'm always super eager to know your thoughts! Your feedback is great encouragement!

As always, I ask you to please excuse my many mistakes. And a big shout-out to coveredinthecolors for her support, encouragement, for lending me her time to read this through and for listening to me babble about this goddamn story without complaints. ❤

Thank you for reading!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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For once in his life, Elijah doesn't feel at all like fighting Niklaus' unorthodox, impulsive ways of handling problems. On the contraire. He's quite pleased to join in.

They take a moment to consider the situation and possible repercussions as they feed. After the day they've had, and the night still ahead of them, it's important to replenish their strengths. Niklaus wanted to head straight to the French Quarter and leave a trail of fresh kills behind them to send a message, but, miraculously enough, Elijah managed to convince him otherwise. Anything that could be perceived as an affront at this point might be dangerous; Marcel, after all, still holds the upper hand.

If he denies them what they want, then, by all means. Bodies will pile up all around the Quarter, humans, witches and vampires alike.

Elijah is quite done with diplomacy.

Marcel has come into their home and taken Caroline from under their roofs. Killing a mob of insufferable tourists is not even remotely close to the brand of punishment he deserves.

But Marcellus is not the only one Elijah resents. It's safe to say he's even angrier with himself. How could they have been so careless? After everything they've already been through... Disaster keeps charging at them, relentlessly, and they keep opening themselves up for it.

There are plenty of lessons to be learned here. But Elijah will have to store them up for later analysis. Right now, they need to get Marcel to return what he took. And possibly prepare for a slaughter, in the off chance he'll be short-sighted enough to call the bluff on two irate Originals.

When they get to the compound, dawn is only a couple of hours away, so the place is crawling with nightwalkers enjoying the last of their freedom. They appear to be holding some kind of primitive fighting competition, while Marcel oversees everything from the second floor. A king watching over his subjects.

Elijah can suddenly see why Klaus is so disgusted by Marcel's new self-proclaimed status. It is outrageous, when he remembers that they were the ones to build not only the city, but the very place he now dares to call home. It's also rather laughable; they can take it all back in a second if they so desire. If Marcel has any sense in him, he'll consider himself lucky they have more important things to concern themselves with at the moment and behave. But his brother's influence over the younger man might've been greater than Elijah remembers; he seems to have inherited Niklaus' penchant for flirting with danger with reckless abandon.