𝘽𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 |𝙩𝙤 (on hold)

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The three vampires and werewolf were sat in front of Sophie who was perturbed from the interrogation she was facing.

"I had nothing to do with it, I swear. Hayley and I are linked, remember? She dies, I die." Rebkah rolled her eyes before asking.

"Then who were they?" Sophie sighed before she began to elaborate.

"They are a faction of extremists. Sabine stupidly told them about some vision she had about the baby." She told them

"What kind of vision?" Klaus asked, intrigued,

"She has them all the time. They are totally open to interpretation. I'm guessing she's wrong on this one." Rory tuned into the conversation more at this

"Well, how, may I ask, was this particular vision interpreted?" Rory asked.

"Pretty much that your baby would bring death to all witches." Klaus smirked before replying

"Ah, well. I grow fonder of this child by the second." Rebekah sighed before beginning to speak

"Sophie, look, I promised Elijah that I would protect the Mikaelson miracle baby whilst he tries to win your witch Davina's loyalty. Why don't you tell me just how extreme this faction is?" Sophie perked up at the mention of Davina.

"Elijah's talking to Davina? An edge of worry could be hear in her voice

"Yeah. As we speak, I imagine." Sophie pursed her lips before replying

"I'm guessing she'll have plenty to say about that crowd."

"Do tell." klaus began, urging her to continue speaking

"I... wasn't always an advocate for the witches." Sophie eluded, Rory kept the stoic expression on her face for she knew about the harvest.

"What the bloody hell is a Harvest?" Rebekah asked in confusion

"It's a ritual our coven does every three centuries, so that the bond to our ancestral magic is restored. We appease our ancestors, they keep our ancestral power flowing." Sophie informed them

"And why haven't I heard of this?" Klaus asked

"Because a Harvest always seemed like a myth. A story, passed on through generations like Noah's ark, or the Buddha walking on water. The kind some people take literally, and some people don't."

"They had the girls of our community preparing for months. Four would be choosen for the Harvest. They said that it was an honor, that they were special. I thought it was a myth." She began

"Was it?" Rebekah asked intrigued Sophie looked down guilty, but before she could say anything, Klaus's cell phone rung.

"Marcel. Bit early in the day for you, isn't it?" He questioned as he began his phone call.

"You can't go out there now. I need to gather the witches' remains and consecrate them. If I don't get to them before sundown, we'll lose the link to their magic." She said irritably as klaus began to stand up after ending the phone call.

"Those witches tried to kill Hayley. I'd prefer for Marcel's informant not to find anything that would lead him back to us, to her, or to... you know, that" he said pointing at Hayley's stomach

"You are all class." Hayley told him sarcastically

"Stay put. And save the rest of your story 'til I return." He said pointing at Sophie.

"Who put him in charge" Rory said in annoyance after he had left the room.

As soon as Klaus had departed Sophie too left the mansion.