The Nogitsune of New Orleans

Psycho Heist

3rd PoV:

Kol cries and huffs in pain as Marcel stabs another pencil in his hand.

"We can keep doing this as long as you want. Or..." Marcel laughs as he bites his wrist and forces blood down Kol's throat. "I can kill you now and turn you into a brand new baby vampire." He smiles as the wound on Kol's hand heals.

"Go on, do it. My mother's got plans for me wether I like it or not. If I die, she'll just pop me into another body, plus this body is Stiles' mate's so you oughta be careful. Even if you did its not like my family would care that much if the death was permanent." Kol states. Marcel releases his hold.

"What are you really up to? And whats it got to do with Davina?" Marcel questions, Kol laughs.

"Heh! You afraid I'm going to break her little heart. Dont worry, I knew I couldn't get anywhere near her as soon as she met Stiles. He's the guy whose you should be questioning. That's down right paternal of you, Marcel." Kol smirks. Marcel loses it and goes to stab Kol.

"Easy, Marcel. Easy. Let's give Kol a little longer to decide before we lop off his head." Klaus threatens. Marcel smiles.

"Comments like that, he already thinks that you don't care." Marcel states before walking away

Skip

"I'm done leaving messages Elijah. To say that this is urgent would be a gross understatement. We need to speak immediately." Klaus says before hanging up the phone.

"I was wondering whether you'd show up." Klaus says turning around to face Davina. "I'm afraid I'm not done torturing your darling Kol. You best run along while you still can."

"I'm not going anywhere, Klaus." Davina states, staring Klaus down.

"Woah! D, today is not the day." Marcel shouts quickly walking down the stairs.

"Actually, I think it is." Davina says before lifting her hand and snapping Marcel's neck. He crumbles and drops down the stairs.

"Look's like its just you and me now." Davina states walking towards Klaus.

"You forget yourself. You're not as powerful as you once were, Harvest girl." Klaus teases.

"Doesn't mean I can't still kick your ass." She replies before launching Klaus across the floor and threw a door.

Davina walks towards where Klaus once was but finds he isn't there. While her back is turned Klaus grabs her by the shoulders and throws her down the hallway. Davina moans in pain as she comes to a stop.

"Such hubris, and from one who bleeds so easily." Klaus jabs

"You talk such a big game, but you couldn't even kill Mikael when you had the chance. He was right about you, you know." Davina starts before something catches her eyes. She nods slightly and continues. "You're weak." She spits.

Klaus, full with anger rushes forward and bites into her neck. Davina screams in pain but it soon stops as Klaus gasps in pain before falling to the floor.

Stiles PoV:
Earlier:

I watch in the shadows as Davina snaps Marcels neck. Knowing that I am in the clear and quickly travel up the steps and into where Kol is being held. I see him strapped to a chair and pencils stuck in both hands.

"You look awful." I smirk as I walk towards him.

"Still look better than you." He weakly smiles back. I give him a sympathetic look before pulling both the pencils out and cutting him loose. I flinch as I hear a crash and Davina's cries of pain but I carry on knowing her plan.