𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐀 ⚜️ E.MIKAELSON

[ The Ressurection ]

CHAPTER 31
[ New Orleans 2011 ]

As Elijah began to search for his siblings, he was stopped by Monique Devereaux who stood with a somber look. "You were right."

She sighed, pointing towards the tunnels. Earlier in the day, Elijah had found her only moments before finding Georgia and Celeste in the lycée.

Monique was laying on the ground within her family's tomb, surrounded by candles as she chanted an incantation. "Attendez notre appel. Attendez notre appel. Attendez notre appel."

As she heard the sound of approaching footsteps, she fell silent and sat up to be greeted by Elijah. "When order is restored, your kind won't be allowed in here."

"Well, fortunately, that day has not yet come. I need to find Sabine. I believe she's taken someone very important to me." He smiled kindly, resting against the doorway.

Monique scoffed. "And you thought I'd help you?"

She stood to face him. "Sabine is one of us, committed to the rise of the witches."

"The only thing Sabine is committed to is the destruction of my family." He quipped, raising an eyebrow.

"And that would be a bad thing why?" The young girl rolled her eyes.

"Like your mother, my mother was also a witch, a very powerful witch. In fact, because of my family, her power now flows through your veins. Now, once Sabine manipulates those around her, she will do what she has always done. She will jump into another body and disappear, leaving your witches powerless."

Monique shook her head quickly. "No. She has the faith. She will see our power restored."

"There's a way of guaranteeing this. I'll also secure the safety of yourself and your kind. Here." He handed her a spell. "This is from my mother's grimoire. Celeste used a similar spell to body jump. If what Sabine says is true, when she sacrifices herself, all of her power will flow back into the earth. However, if she has lied and tries to take another body, this spell will deliver her to a very different destination. Now, please locate Sabine."

Monique rolled her eyes. "You don't have to look very far, she's in the lycée along with the very special person you're looking for"

Within the tunnel, Celeste awoke - although not in the body that she had anticipated. She looked around in shock as she clutched the white sheet that covered her body. "Hello, Celeste."

Elijah couldn't hide his smirk, after all, no one hurt his family and lived. Celeste scrambled to her feet, backing away from him as he inched closer.

"How is this possible?" She cried out in horror, her french accent still as thick as it was 200 years ago.

"Monique Deveraux and I had a little wager regarding your ability to keep a promise. It appears I won. You were so consumed with my downfall, that you lost the trust of one of your own." He chuckled, reaching into his pocket.