ST. ANNE'S CATHOLIC CHURCH
[A woman covers up all of the statues inside the church with red satin sheets. Outside, children wearing red and white run through the street carrying flags, while adults, also clad in red and white clothing, mingle on the sidewalks. A parade of parishioners march up the main street in white and red robes, some carrying their own statues covered in red sheets. Among the crowd is Klaus, who is rushing down the street while he talks to Marcel and Amelia on his cell phone.]
KLAUS: I've searched the entire French Quarter. Finn has vanished. I can't remove the barrier that has you both trapped until I have my hand around his throat.
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MARCEL: [sighs, exhausted] We were was hoping you had a "Plan B".
KLAUS: Davina. She doesn't know it yet, but she's going to help me break his spell. Both of your jobs is to keep Kol alive. At least until we learn Rebekah's whereabouts.
[Amelia sees Marcel wince in pain and sees how he is holding his forearm, she walks closer to him and rolls up his left shirt sleeve and looks down at his forearm, where he has a large, nasty-looking werewolf bite. Amelia looks at Marcel in shock, while he winces quietly and sighs again.]
KLAUS: [impatient] Are you both listening to me?
AMELIA: [rolling her eyes] Yes.
MARCEL: Yeah. That all sounds fine and good, but listen... when I was getting the werewolves out, I got bit.
ST. ANNE'S CATHOLIC CHURCH
KLAUS: [stops in his tracks and closes his eyes as he sighs, clearly stressed and anxious] I will get you my blood. I will get both of you out of that house, Marcellus and Amelia. [Marcel and Amelia nod] Whatever it takes.
MIKAELSON COMPOUND
[Marcel and Amelia are sitting on a couch in one of the studies downstairs, checking on Marcel's werewolf bite, when Kol enters the room to join them, he quickly covers it up. The sound of church bells ring loudly throughout the compound.]
KOl: What's with the church bells? It sounds like the preamble to me own bloody funeral.
AMELIA: [smirks] Maybe they are.
MARCEL: It's Carillon Eve. The locals shroud the eyes of angels so the dead can walk among us for a night without judgment. The bells wake the dead and guide them to eternal rest. [His tone becomes sarcastic] So, whether you live or die today, you can join the festivities.
KOL: [laughs humorlessly] Oh, Marcel, Amelia. You're gonna make certain that I live. I'm the only one that knows how to find Rebekah!
MARCEL: That's because you underestimate how hungry I am, and how much I'd like to appease my hungry friends right outside that door.
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THE HUNTRESS |THE ORIGINALS|
FanficAmelia "Lia" Artem came from a family of hunters and was raised to fight against the evils of the supernatural world. Growing up in New Orleans was a struggle for her, coming from a family who's known for being the best hunters in the world was di...