Chapter VI

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A/N: Again, terrible plot writing, but I want witch Keira to exist-

"Why don't you say what you came here to say, so this wretched night can end?" Klaus asked as Esther sat down.

"It pains me that you, Keira, and Elijah look at me with such disdain. I wish you could see that my every action has been to protect you!" she replied.

"You actually believe that, don't you? I knew you were a liar, but now I see you're utterly delusional."

"If you can forget the hatred that you cling to and remember all the times I've mended and healed you!" Esther turned to her daughter. "Keira, do you recall the day Niklaus challenged your father to a duel? Did I leave your brother to die alone? What did I say, when you called me to help?"

Keira sighed. "That you would rather die than to see any of your children suffer."

Klaus suddenly realized something. "The necklace. It wasn't spelled to protect me. It made me weak."

"I sought to protect you from yourself! If you had killed your father in that duel, or anyone else in the course of your life, you would have activated your curse!" Esther replied.

Klaus slammed his fist on the table. "You ruined me! You left me to suffer at the hands of a father who valued only strength!"

"I kept you from becoming a beast for as long as I possibly could!"

"Oh, you lied to me! To hide your own transgressions because of your own fear! My whole life, I sought the approval I was denied by the man I thought was my father! You turned me into the weakling he hated. Look at me! You rant and you rave about the monster I have become, but you, Mother-- you are the author of everything I am!"

Esther seemed angry and turned again to her daughter. "Do you miss being a witch?"

Keira seemed surprised. "Um- what?"

"Do you miss being a witch?"

"Yes."

"I am capable of helping my children. Anima alia venefica corpus PERMUTO!" she yelled. Keira suddenly gasped, half from the effects of the spell and half from knowing what the spell was, before her eyes closed and she randomly desiccated, falling to the ground.

"What did you do!?!" Klaus asked angrily.

"I'm possessing a witch. Kol is possessing a witch. Finn is possessing a witch. Can you guess what I did to her?"

Elijah looked worried. "You put her soul in the body of a witch."

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!?" Klaus yelled.

Esther seemed to control her temper and looked flustered and ashamed, before she suddenly fainted and fell. Elijah got up and caught her before her head hit the table.

The Original, although not exactly an Original anymore, looked around. She had no clue what had happened, or that the writer of her story did that probably in the worst way possible- but knew she was not in New Orleans.

"What the bloody hell..." she started. Then she looked around, and realized she was in London. Being the very intelligent person she was, she suddenly realized her mother had put her in the body of a witch. "Oh god."

Keira walked around, knowing her way since she had been to London before, and then got to an alleyway, where she found a mirror in her bad, along with an ID. Apparently the witch she was in was a 17 year old student in London, a pretty girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, and judging by her choice of clothing, a bitchy popular girl, named Ava Wilson.

"These clothes are ugly," Keira muttered. "Right. I'm a witch. Mutatio," she said. Her outfit changed to what is shown in the banner picture, and that's also what it's gonna be until she gets back in her normal body. She also gave herself the Mikaelson family crest necklace, just because she could. "Huh. I didn't know I missed being a witch this much. Or that I still remembered all these spells," she thought. "Lanuae compositis"

Her teleportation spell made her appear at the door of the compound, where she walked into her brothers and Hayley putting her Original body in a coffin, something Klaus was very good at.

"Of course she used those damn birds to make her offer!" he yelled.

"Besides the offer of rebirth, what else did she say?" Elijah cut him off.

"I don't know. She rambled a lot. She blamed the two of you for what happened to Hope, to me..."

"Well, I hope you're not thinking of taking her offer?" Klaus asked. "HAYLEY. I'm talking to you!"

"What do you want me to say, Klaus? I lost my daughter. So, yeah, when your mother offers to wipe the slate clean, excuse me if I'm tempted. By the way, thanks for your help tonight, Elijah. I'm sorry that it takes me being in danger for you to even talk to me," Hayley said, storming out of the room.

"Leave her. I need you with me," Klaus said as Elijah began to follow. "Our mother, Elijah-- the woman who brought us into the world, made us what we are-- and the whole time, she lied to me! She made me weak."

"You were never weak, Niklaus. You are-- you have always been-- the most fierce of us all. In a thousand years, I have never seen anyone successfully stand against you. Not even our wicked father. Not one of the countless devoted to your destruction. You'll protect our home, even in the face of an adversary such as our mother, because that, brother... that is what you do," Elijah replied sadly.

"You remain ever the wise counsel, brother. The rest of the family could learn something from you," Klaus said.

"I do wonder, though, what body did mother put our sister in? Where is she? Keira was a very talented witch, if my memory serves me right. She should have found her way back here by now."

"I did," Keira said from behind them. Her brothers turned.

"Keira?" Elijah asked.

"Yep. Well, look at this! I have a new witch body for what, two hours, and you're already putting me back in a coffin!" she said, smiling at Klaus.

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