Drapetomania

House of the Rising Son

It was a new day for the two witches. Bellamy and Davina were awake doing the things they always do. Which for Davina is painting and drawing, you could always find her by her canvas recently. It's something she has loved doing since she was a kid. Bellamy however was playing the piano and humming a song under his breath. Music and anything to do with it has always been his passion, the way you can feel the emotions the artist is trying to convey while they're performing is something that has always fascinated him and it cleared his mind which helps when he needs to concentrate.

Bellamy turned around to see what his best friend is painting. "What's the painting of the day, Davinci?" He teased her jokingly, slowly making his way towards her. "It's Marcel's logo with the words 'always and forever' under it. I don't even know why I painted this. It's like I was compelled to." She admitted weirded out. "Maybe it's your magic telling you something, it happens." He told her unsurely. She hummed and just shrugged it off. "Could be but I'm not gonna waste my day thinking about it."

(Imagine that the words 'Always and Forever' are written under the mikaelson crest.)

"That's the spirit. 'Always and Forever' sounds stupid anyways." He told her. "It does sound stupid." She laughed  Bellamy let his gaze wander to the coffin in the room, Davina followed his gaze and they got up and walked over to it. "Who is inside of it anyways? The only thing Marcel told me was that Klaus' brother, Elijah, is in the coffin and normally he would tell us way more." He asks curiously. "He hasn't told me much either." She admits. Bellamy, like any other sane person, opened the coffin and looked inside to see a handsome, brunette man in an expensive suit with grey skin with dark, visible veins on his body. Davina reached out her hand to touch the dagger but Bellamy stopped her before she could. "Let's not play with the dagger, that's keeping the handsome Original in a coma, just yet." He warned her warily. "Did you just call him what I think you just called him?" She asked in bewilderment. "I was stating facts, Vina." He defended himself a playful grin on his face. 

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It's nighttime now, they were waiting for Marcel to come back and tell them about his date. They heard two sets of footsteps instead of one and hid behind the dresser just in case it wasn't Marcel and his date. Marcel entered the room with a beautiful, blonde woman beside him. The moment the blonde saw Elijah's coffin she stomped towards it but couldn't enter the room. "Invite me in!" She demanded angrily. "Gotta ask the witches of the house. Davina, Bellamy, come on out kids." Marcel called out for them.

The two witches walked out of their hiding place and stood on each side of Marcel. "Invite her in." He told them. "Come in." They harmonized. The woman entered the room and marched over to Elijah's coffin. She grabbed the dagger and began to pull it out. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, lady." Bellamy advised before he heated up the dagger, making it burn her hand, and shoved it telekinetically back into Elijah's chest. "Who the hell are you two." She questioned in curiousity and shock by the effective display of magic. "I'm Bellamy and this is my sister from another mister, Davina." He answered cheerfully.

Marcel fondly chuckled at the way the warlock just addressed one of the oldest beings in the world. "She's an old one, isn't she? An Original?" Davina asked the chuckling male. "Yeah, Rebekah is an Original, which means she can't be killed." Marcel answered her. "She looks kinda mean." Bellamy told him. "She can be kind sometimes. But she hasn't been very nice to me tonight, even dared to interrupt my date." Marcel said in a condescending tone.

The two witches share a glance, having a silent conversation before they glare at Rebekah. "Then it's time for you..." Bellamy trailed off. "To leave." Davina finished. With just a tilt of his head, Bellamy starts giving her the most painful aneurysm ever and broke her legs, causing Rebekah to scream in pain. Davina magically flung the Original across the room before throwing her out of the window. "You both did great! I'm proud of how far you both have gotten and how you handled this situation." Marcel kissed their foreheads before going outside to deal with Rebekah.

The two witches looked at each other in silence before screaming in excitement. "Oh my god, did you see that?! You were so cool making her fly across the room like some ragdoll." Bellamy complimented. "Me? You were the one that made her scream and broke her legs as if it was nothing. That was so cool!" She gushed. "Stop! You're gonna make me faint from all this blushing." To prove his point, Bell dramatically fell on his bed. "Drama queen." She sang in amusement. "It's a part of my charm." He told her confidently.

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Klaus stormed down the stairs when Rebekah barged into the house. "You were right. The girl. Cami, she's the key. Marcel likes her and because of that, I got to see the secret weapons of his that you've been going on about." She revealed."Well don't stand on ceremony. What is it?" He demands. "It's not a "what", its a "who." A girl and a boy, Davina and Bellamy. They can't be more than sixteen and I've never felt more power like that." She informed.

"Witches." Klaus spat with venom in his voice. "They're not just any witches. They're something I've never seen before. Something beyond powerful. And now, because of you, they have Elijah. Who knows what they could do to him." She worried. "Where are they?" He questioned. Rebekah was about to tell him but she couldn't remember. "The clever bitches. I don't know." She said in amazement. "What's wrong?" He asked her worriedly. "They wiped my memory of the location. Marcel possesses weapons bigger and more powerful than an Original and you handed our brother to him!" She shouted angrily. Klaus grit his teeth in response. "How many times will Elijah forgive you? How long until his hope for your redemption finally dies?" She rambled and stormed away from him. Klaus ran after her. "I did what I had to do! Marcel took our home!" He tried to defend himself. "And our home is worthless without family." The female Original argued. "I am finding Elijah. Whatever it takes. Are you going to help me?" She asked. "Whatever it takes." He promised.

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Bellamy was reading a book and Davina was drawing god knows what on a canvas when Marcel came back. "I'm sorry about unpleasantness." Marcel apologized. "She doesn't scare us. None of them do." Davina reassured. "It's gonna take a lot more than a bitchy blonde to scare us off." Bellamy told him. "I didn't they would, but the thing is, it seems like they're here to stay." Marcel informed. "They don't belong here." Davina sneered. "It might be kinda tough, to convince them of that. Which is why I need to ask both of you a favour." Marcel started staring at the coffin. The two witches glanced at the coffin before looking back at Marcel.

"I'm gonna need you to figure out how we kill an original." He finished.