Rebekah arrives in New Orleans at her brother Elijah's insistence, but, concerned that Klaus is up to no good, she seeks help from a reluctant Sophie. Marcel enlists Davina's help.
My siblings and I
are the first vampires
In all of history,
the original family.
3 centuries ago, we helped build
a town called new orleans.
Now a plot by witches
has lured me back,
Hoping that I will
defeat a tyrant,
A vampire I created.
My brother hopes
I will find redemption
Through the power of family,
A miracle child,
Part werewolf,
part vampire, a hybrid.
My sister is doubtful.
She thinks I am
beyond redemption.
Despite my brother's
best efforts,
I have a plan of my own.
I will take back my home
and claim what was mine.
I will be redeemed.
New orleans.
People of all stripes
and flavors
From all over the country come
here to party on our streets.
Some are just looking for fun,
Some are looking for something
a little darker,
More dangerous.
So we invite them
into my home,
And we give it to them.
Then at the stroke of midnight,
everything changes,
And it's time to feed.
This is how I keep
my guys happy,
The occasional
all-you-can-eat buffet.
My nightwalkers love it.
Got them working hard
trying to earn
One of these
daylight rings.
They deserve to blow off
a little steam.
My daywalkers,
the trusted few,
They just like to party.
It's quite
an operation.
Tell me, what
about the victims?
Seems like a lot
of graves to dig.
Can't kill them all.
Too many folks go missing,
tourism drops,
So we heal them
with a little vamp blood,
Erase their memory,
send them on their way,
No muss, no fuss.
I'm impressed.
Nothing I didn't learn
from you back in the day.
Marcel.
What's up, thierry?
6 of our guys
were killed in a bar
Outside of the quarter,
nightwalkers.
No one saw who.
Elijah, if not
answering your phone
