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MAEVE MIKAELSON has been given many different names and personas over the centuries but now here is the story of how the world learned who stood behind the mask. In this expose, for the firs...
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"IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY OUTSIDE; streets are packed with tourists, they're drinking beers, they're chasing beads, headed out on the vampire walking tour of New Orleans - they think it's just a myth. Just part of our city's charm. Well, we know better. Just like we know that there's a storm coming. This week marks one year since the fall of the Mikaelsons. One year of peace. And we paid a high price for that peace. We witches, we earned that peace. We snatched back our freedom, we severed our link with our ancestors. To take back our city, we backed Marcel Gerard. Now, since then, we have fought hard to build this community. And in the next week, as we celebrate our independence, that community will be challenged because rumor has it that vistors are going to be arriving," Vincent stands in front of the nine covens that have gathered inside the old fight gym.
"Vampires from all over the world. It's said that they want to see firsthand the suffering of Klaus Mikaelson. Now some of those vampires, they're gonna be well-behaved. Others... not so much. You see, out-of-town vampires, they don't care about our city. They don't follow our rules. They will instigate trouble. They will attempt to upset our peace and the only way that we're gonna get through that is if we get through that together," Vincent holds up a finger, catching Bonnie's eye from where she stands off to the side.
"Now, this ain't the first time that we faced conflict. Each and every single one of us here has faced their fair share of monsters. I swear, I feel sometimes the city just has evil lurking in the shadows. For a long time, we've managed to keep our monsters buried. And now we've got to make sure that they stay buried. Otherwise, we will lose everything that we've built... we will lose it, forever," Vincent finishes and the crowd begins to nod and cheer in agreement.
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VINCENT: Something was going to give.
I just didn't expect it to be as easy as it was - sometimes I think it was too easy.
REBEKAH: Everyone got what they wanted. So no, it wasn't "too easy" but it was overdo.
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"To a year of independence, and old enemies who became new friends," Marcel holds up a champagne glass as he sees Sofya enter through the door.
The vampire raises a brow at the toast, "I thought you said this was strictly a business meeting."
"Oh, you didn't mind last time we mixed business with pleasure," Marcel drawls.
"You pay me for information," Sofya gave him a careful look filled with amusement, "and I have quite a bit to share - as predicted, Klaus' enemies are flocking to New Orleans to celebrate. However, some are seeking allies among your witches; no doubt they want to befriend the very covens that still resent you, start conflict, undermine your power, and perhaps steal your prize trophy. Klaus himself."
