Bellatrix Mikaelson (The Originals S1)

Chapter 16

CAMI'S APARTMENT
[Cami is in her pajamas, and looks in her bedroom mirror as she takes off her necklace. She sees Klaus standing in the doorway in the reflection, and turns to talk to him.]
Cami: Klaus! What are you doing here?Klaus: I've had quite a night. [beat] I recall you mentioned something about nightmares and insomnia. I believe I can help. Can I come in?
Cami: This is super weird. Come in.
[Klaus walks in and approaches her.]
Cami: Wait, that's right, I told you what happened. I never tell anybody, but I told you. [Tears start to fill her eyes] And you said something about Sean standing alone against his demons. When he killed those men, I thought he must be mentally ill, but... [She gasps in realization] What if it was demons? What if a vampire compelled him?
Klaus: And if so, would you devote yourself to finding the guilty party? [A tear falls down his cheek] Would you sacrifice everything to find out the truth? [He walks toward her] To what end?
Cami: [backs away from him] To what end? This is the entire reason why I'm in New Orleans! 
Klaus: Cami, whatever lies on the other end of this mystery will only offer you pain! Nothing will bring your brother back! [He continues walking toward her] Your only hope for peace... is to forget this...
"You didn't..." Said Bella.
"I wanted to help." Said Klaus.
"You can't help by taking away her pain. This pain is part of her." Said Bella.
[Cami realizes what he's about to do]
Cami: No.
Klaus: ...and move on.
Cami: No! Don't compel me to forget this!
Klaus: And if I allow you to remember, the knowledge will eat away at you. [More tears fill his eyes, and Cami starts to tear up more as well] Your quest for truth will only put you in danger.
Cami: You don't care about me! [Klaus shakes his head in disagreement] You only want me to forget this so I can focus on Marcel! So I'll be a good little spy, for you!
Klaus: I need your loyalty, yes, and though it may appear selfish to you, the scope of my plan goes far beyond myself! Power aside, I am trying to honor my brother!
Elijah smiled.
Cami: [bites her lip] What about my brother? My twin brother. We were bonded our whole lives, and I know, I know he didn't just snap. And I need to know who did this, and I need to make this right! [Klaus walks closer to her] NO! DON'T TAKE THIS AWAY FROM ME! [Klaus grabs Cami and compels her.]
People look at him disapprovingly.
Klaus: You will do nothing. Your brother was ill. He killed those people and himself, and it was a tragedy. All you can do is move on. [He lets her go, and tears fall from her eyes as she sits down on her couch. Klaus takes her hand in his as he continues to compel her.]
Klaus: Know that your brother is at peace, and that you needn't worry. I will find out what happened, and when I do, I will make sure whoever harmed your brother will suffer. And as for you... Tonight, you will sleep, and you will dream of a world that is far better than this one... a world where there is no evil, no demons, and all people desire only to be good.
"It's kind of romantic. He wants to creat peacfull life for her." Said Layla. Bella nodded.
ST. ANNE'S CHURCH
[Elijah is standing in Davina's room in the attic, where he is standing in front of Davina as the two stare at each other. His skin is gray and mottled still from not feeding during the months he was daggered, and he can't help but focus on Davina's pulsing carotid artery as a result of his hunger. Davina seems unfazed.]
Davina: You're the one they call honorable. 
Elijah: [smiles] Yes, that's what they call me. And yet, I followed my brother here to New Orleans to engage in a war.  So, I ask you-- does that sound honorable to you? 
"Yes." Said Bella. Layla nodded.
Davina: [concerned] You don't look well. 
Elijah: Well, only this morning, I had a mystical dagger embedded in my chest, so I'd say I'm holding myself together quite well. [He pauses for a beat] Davina, I believe that you and I have the power to end a war between witches and vampires before it truly begins. I, by keeping my brother in line; you, by behaving like your true self-- not some tool for Marcel or the witches. 
Davina: And why should I trust you?
Elijah: Well, for one thing, in spite of a ravenous hunger, I have not tried to take your blood.
Davina: [shrugs] Why not? I'm the only one here. 
Elijah: Even in my present condition, I would not feed from a child. [Davina takes a hat pin and pricks her finger with it. A drop of blood clings to the tip of it, and she places the drop on Elijah's lip. He licks the drop of blood off of his lower lip, and after a moment, Elijah's skin returns to it's normal complexion. Davina looks pleased and smiles at him.]
"See? That's how you make allies, Nik." Sais Bella. Klaus rolled his eyes.
MIKAELSON MANSION
[Klaus is pacing in the back kitchen of Rousseau's, which is empty of employees. When Sophie finally comes into the room with a basket of produce, Klaus grabs her and vamp-speeds them back to the plantation house for a meeting. He brings her to the living room, where Bella is waiting for them, and deposits Sophie onto the couch.]
Klaus: [angry] We had a deal! You protect my unborn child, I dismantle Marcel's army. And whilst I've been busy fulfilling my part of the bargain, you allowed Hayley to be attacked and almost killed by a gaggle of lunatic witches. 
Sophie: [frantic] I had nothing to do with it, I swear.
Bella: Then who were they?
Sophie: [sighs] They are a faction of extremists. Sabine stupidly told them about some vision she had about the baby. 
Klaus: [suspicious] What kind of vision? 
Sophie: She has them all the time. They are totally open to interpretation. I'm guessing she's wrong on this one. 
Klaus: Well, how, may I ask, was this particular vision interpreted?
Sophie: ...Pretty much that your baby would bring death to all witches. 
Klaus: Ah, well. I grow fonder of this child by the second. 
Some chuckled.
Bella: Sophie, I promised Elijah that I would protect the baby whilst he tries to win your witch Davina's loyalty. Why don't you tell me just how extreme this faction is? 
Sophie: [shocked] Elijah's talking to Davina? 
Bella: Yeah. As we speak, I imagine. 
Sophie: I'm guessing she'll have plenty to say about that crowd. 
Klaus: [intrigued] Do tell. 
Sophie:  I... wasn't always an advocate for the witches. 
FLASHBACK-– NEW ORLEANS, EIGHT MONTHS AGO
[At Rousseau's, Sophie dances to music behind the bar as the crowd cheers.]
Sophie: Woo, drink up everybody! This is how they party in Rio! [Sophie pours liquor straight into her mouth from the bottle.]
"Seems my type." Said Bella.
Sophie: [present-day] My sister was devoted, like our parents, and our upbringing was very strict, which drove me nuts. The minute I turned twenty-one, I left the Quarter to travel... and play. [In flashback, Sophie pours alcohol straight from the bottle into a girl's mouth and kisses her after she swallows it] But, I wanted to be a chef, so I came back to Rousseau's. [In flashback, Jane-Anne enters Rousseau's to find her sister]
Sophie: Oh, Jane-Anne! [Jane-Anne smiles and the girls hug affectionately]
Jane-Anne: Welcome home, Soph. Can we go some place to talk? 
Sophie: [slightly concerned] Just tell me. 
Jane-Anne: The elders called a vote. We're moving forward with the Harvest.
Sophie: [stunned] What? 
PRESENT DAY
Klaus: [confused] What is a Harvest?
Bella: It's a ritual their coven does every three centuries so that the bond to their ancestral magic is restored. They appease their ancestors, they keep their ancestral power flowing. I thought it was a myth.
Klaus: Why haven't I heard of this? 
Sophie: Because like Bella said a Harvest always seemed like a myth. A story, passed on through generations like Noah's ark, or the Buddha walking on water. The kind some people take literally, and some people don't. 
FLASHBACK – THE HARVEST RITUAL REHEARSAL, EIGHT MONTHS AGO
[Close to a dozen young witches are standing and kneeling in a row outside a farmhouse. An older witch, Bastianna, holds a knife as she paces in front of the girls. She stops in front of the first girl, Monique, and makes a small cut on the palm of her hand.]
Davina look nervous. Marcel hugs her.
Bastianna: To be reborn, we must sacrifice. 
Monique: [repeats nervously] To be reborn, we must sacrifice. 
Bastianne: [cuts the palm of the next girl, Cassie] To be reborn, we must have faith.
Cassie: To be reborn, we must have faith.
Bastianna: [cuts the hand of the third girl, Abigail] Do you have faith in the Harvest? [Sophie shows up and stomps toward the witches.]
Sophie: Not for a second! 
Monique: [surprised] Sophie!
Sophie: [looks at Bastianna] What are you doing? 
Bastianna: Saving the community you renounced. 
Sophie: You're all ridiculous. Monique, seriously? 
Monique: [reluctantly] My mom told me I had to. 
Sophie: Yeah. Well, your mom and I are gonna have words. [Davina is the last girl in the row, and she watches in worry as Sophie storms away.]
PRESENT DAY
Sophie: They had the girls of our community preparing for months. Four would be chosen for the Harvest. They said that it was an honor, that they were special. I thought it was a myth. 
Klaus: Was it? [Sophie looks guilty, but before she can say anything, Klaus' cell phone rings. He sees that it's Marcel and answers it.]
Klaus: Marcel. Bit early in the day for you, isn't it? 
Marcel: I know, I make this look easy, but I still have an empire to run. 
Klaus: [smiles fakely] Rather you than me. All that responsibility seems like such a bore. 
Marcel glared at him.
Marcel: Well, this might spice things up-- I just heard about a bunch of dead witches out in the Bayou. The kinda damage a werewolf might do, only there was no full moon. I have an informant out there I need to meet, and I would love for you to go with me. 
Klaus: Dead witches in the Bayou. Sounds like less of a problem, and more like a cause for celebration. 
Marcel: Well, something killed them. And may still be out there. And with your blood the only cure for a werewolf bite, I would love for you to accompany me. 
Klaus: Oh, why not? Haven't been to the Bayou in ages. I'm on my way. 
Marcel: Peace out, brother. [Marcel hangs up. He is holding a photo of the plantation house where the Mikaelsons and Hayley are now living. A woman who is standing next to him holds a stack of other photos in her hands as he turns to her.]
Marcel: This is the one.