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"The Italians called them Strega. The Yoruba of West Africa call them Aje, meaning mother. Where my mother was from, they called them Hexa, and here we call them witch. Over the centuries, vampires have fought them and fought beside them, bedded them and burned them. Whether adversary or ally, they have been a force to be reckoned with. Their ancestral magic anchors this city. There's never been one all-powerful witch until Davina," Elijah explains.
"Who is now tucked in safe and sound down the hall under my protection. Your Celeste was quite beautiful and a portent of evil, according to our volatile artist in residence," Klaus adds, walking into the library.
"Yes. Perhaps Davina's mistaken what she calls evil for power. Celeste was certainly very powerful in her day, but she's been dead for over 200 years. I don't understand why all these sketches now," Elijah says, confused.
"Why does any witch do anything?" Klaus asks before you hear something hit a wall in the house. Which probably meant that Davina's awake. "Well, that's going well," Klaus adds.
"If you were trying to win the girls trust, perhaps poisoning her one true love was not the most splendid idea," Elijah responds.
"You'd think he'd learn by now," I add.
"Oh. Are there any more inopportune deaths you two would like to wave in my face?" Klaus asks.
"Give us a month. We'll get you a list," I say and Elijah nods in agreement. Klaus laughs as you hear more crashing from Davina's room.
"Young, old, dead, or alive, witches are a pain in the ass," Klaus says, leaving the room. I follow him because I want to get him to help me find my brother or whoever it is.
"Klaus," I say as he enters Davina's room. But I stop as I notice Davina coughing up dirt. Before we know it, the whole house is rattling.
"What the hell is going on? Rebekah asks from the courtyard of the compound.
"Davina," Klaus answers. Once everything calmed down, you met with Elijah, Marcel, and Klaus.
"This is madness. How can a 16-year-old girl shake the entire French quarter?" Klaus asks,
"I've seen her rock the church, but I've never seen anything like this," Marcel says.
"How did you control her when she was in the attic?" Klaus asks.
"I didn't have to, but then I never killed her boyfriend," Marcel responds.
"Yes, yes. We've been over this part already. The point is, in her present state. She's useless as a tool against the witches," Klaus says.
"She's not a tool. Something's wrong with her," I say.
"She has too much power that she cannot control. That much we already knew, but why is it manifesting itself in such an aggressive manner?" Elijah says before he starts to leave the room.
"Where are you going?" Klaus asks.
"This is witch business. Let's ask a witch," Elijah says, and Marcel leaves the room as well.
I start to look at the books in the library to see if there's any hint of more information on my family. "And what are you looking for?" Klaus says from behind me.
"Well, seeing as you boys have this Davina situation handled for now. I thought I'd focus on myself," I say, still looking at the books.
"That still didn't answer my question," Kalus says playfully.
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Under A New Moon || Niklaus Mikaelson
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