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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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"MY DEAR FAMILY, I suppose today is the day we decide just how cursed we all are," Maeve whispers to herself, observing her sleeping family.
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REBEKAH: I'm afraid I've helped to create a misconception.
Elijah fought the hardest out of us all, he exemplified family above all but he fought for blood, for Klaus' redemption.
On the other hand, Maeve fought for always and forever. She fought for family regardless if they were blood or not.
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"Where are we?" Cami asks as she comes to her senses, observing the room they are in and recognizing it as the living room of the Mikaelson compound but it is not the same version of the room she knew.
"A chamber de chasse, a magical mental prison designed to resemble our home," Klaus informs her from his spot on the ground, not pleased by the turn of events, "not to worry though, there is always some game or riddle to get us out."
"Then let's get it solved quickly, yeah?" Hayley asks shooting Maeve a suspicious look who was sitting in a relaxed manner.
Kol stood up, tearing his gaze from a sleeping Davina, glancing at the others before he began to spin in a small circle. He then walked out of the room and into the courtyard before quickly turning back and returning to the living room, "it's representational magic, that is what's keeping us here. There is a door at the gate with a series of looks each needing a key from us that I suspect is hidden somewhere meaningful. Somewhere connected to who we are."
"But let me guess, the door won't open until all locks are released?" Freya asks, standing in the corner of the room, her arms folded and fury in her eyes as she stares at Maeve, not daring to look away for a moment.
"Aren't chamber de chasses just fabulous? It is such a great promoter of teamwork, honestly every company should just use these for team building!" Maeve cheerfully remarks.
"Is this your doing?" Freya shoots back at her.
"No," Maeve shakes her head, "unfortunately not."
"This is Bonnie's doing, isn't it?" Marcel guesses.
Maeve nodded, before pointing a finger up, "but not to worry, all our bodies are safe and sound!"
"Is this your idea of a fun time?" Elijah snaps at the blonde.
"Well a fun time would obviously involve wine," Maeve gives him a look, "and there is no wine here, in case you haven't noticed."
Davina then started to come to senses and both Kol and Marcel immediately sat up. The witch slowly opened her eyes, looking around the room, "so I really am alive?"
