The Prince of Mystic Falls

67. A Little Discipline

Pairing: Niklaus/Henrik (M/m) otk, paddle

Marcel had been hearing rumors about a new crew of witches in the Quarter. Rumors were always flying around, so it wasn't until the bodies started dropping that he started to take it seriously.

"Hey boss, I think we got a problem," Diego called from the bottom level of the compound up to Marcel, who was drinking a cup of blood. Marcel liked to lean over the balcony and survey his little kingdom down below. Rebekah was in the bedroom on the phone with Freya.

Marcel jumped down. Diego was one of his top guys and didn't panic easily.

"That's not good. Just tell me straight," Marcel said.

"No, boss, you have to see this for yourself," Diego frowned.

Marcel nodded.

"Rebekah, I'm going out," Marcel yelled up.

Diego took Marcel to the parking lot where they had found the recently killed young vampires this morning.

The bodies were arranged in a perfect circle. Six vampires with a sigil carved into their forehead. The bodies were left right out in the open.

These were not murders, these were a message.

"I know this sigil. It's a sacrificial rune for power. There is a witch siphoning their power into himself. But we killed him in 1913..." Marcel said in shock. It was impossible, but yet no one else living knew the symbol. They had killed them all.

Papa Tunde was back.

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Tap, tap.

"Come in," Klaus said. He had showered, shaved, and dressed in clean clothes.

"Dad, Uncle Elijah said you wanted to see Henrik," Tyler said.

"Yes, I'm not sure 'see' is the word. But Henrik, I want you to know that I am not angry and I don't believe Tyler is, are you, son?" Klaus asked leading them to the sitting area of the large room.

"No, I'm not, Henrik. I was scared at first because I knew that I might turn into a werewolf and hurt someone. I was also confused because I figured the ring was someone in the bathroom, but we couldn't find it. And honestly, man, I know that I was a little mean to you about the games. I'm sorry about that. Before I came here, I was an only child and I'm not really used to younger kids. If I can forgive you, can you forgive me?" Tyler asked.

"Yeah, Tyler. I meant to give it back to you and then I forgot. After that, I don't really know why I didn't give it back. I guess I was a little mad at you," Henrik flushed.

"Thank you, boys. I would love to leave it at that. But Henrik a while ago, remember when you bit Freya and were very naughty?" Klaus prompted.

"Yeah, you smacked me," Henrik recalled a bit stubbornly.