PRESENT DAY-- NEW ORLEANS POLICE DEPARTMENT
[Cami and Vincent both seem affected by the horror of his story, and Lucien, who stands to his feet, tries his best to shrug off the seriousness of his history.]
Lucien: And so, I died... for a little while. Talk about trauma-- not the wounds themselves, or even the execution, but the humiliation of being judged by one's supposed betters. I will never again stand for such judgment. [Lucien, realizing he has perhaps confessed too much and become too serious, smiles and tries to lighten the mood.]
Lucien: Though, for you, Camille, I will gladly declare my innocence. In fact, I can prove it.
Cami: [confused] Prove it how?
Lucien: Well, if by nothing else, then perhaps logic? Why should I undermine my own safety by leaving behind a trail of dead bodies? I mean, why commit myself to these preposterous murders? Unlike my enemies, I have nothing to gain.
"He has got a point." Said Marcel.
Cami: [suspiciously] Your enemies? You really think someone is trying to frame you for this? Who?
Lucien: Now, isn't that the question we should be asking? And how fortunate it's one I can answer. [Before Lucien can actually answer the question, Klaus storms into the interrogation room, clearly displeased by the sight of Lucien with Cami. He grabs her by the arm and tries to pull her out of the room.]
Klaus: I'd have thought your time with me would inspire a more careful selection of company you keep. We're leaving. [Cami stops walking and stares at Klaus.]
Cami: Klaus, he says he knows who the killer is!
Klaus: [scowls] Whatever Lucien's said to you today has most certainly been a lie.
Lucien: [scoffs] Oh, come on, Nik! Why should I lie? [Klaus walks toward Lucien and glares at him.]
Klaus: For the same reason you lied about avoiding a werewolf bite when Elijah saw it with his own eyes? This ends now.
Lucien: [frustrated] Then you're giving Tristan the victory he seeks. He is the guilty one.
"Was he?" Asked Layla.
"You'll see." Said Emma.
[Klaus, torn between wanting to know more and not wanting to believe what Lucien is saying, hesitates for a moment before turning to Cami and Vincent.]
Klaus: I'm going to need a word with Lucien in private. [Vincent walks toward the door and turns to Cami.]
Vincent: Come on, Camille. [The two walk out of the room together, leaving Klaus alone with his first progeny.]
THE STRIX HEADQUARTERS
[Just like in Elijah's vision from earlier, Marcel awakens groggily to find that he's on the floor of a large, elegant room. When he finally remembers what happened, he sits up and looks at Aya, wiping the blood from his face as he does so.]
Marcel: Ugh. What the hell did you do to me? [Aya holds out her hand, showing off the large ring on her right hand.]
Aya: Scratched you with a toxin of my own devising. Kicks like a mule, doesn't it? [She pulls out a blood bag and tosses it to Marcel.]
"She is so my type." Muttered Bella.
"You have a terrible taste!" Said Layla.
"Don't i know it?" Saighted Bella.
Aya: Here. This should help. [Marcel doesn't even hesitate before digging into the blood.]
Aya: Plenty more where that came from. My friends and I could help with your daylight ring situation, as well. [Marcel stops drinking the blood and tosses the bag aside before he stands to his feet.]
Marcel: [warily] Okay. Now you have my attention.
Aya: Marcel Gerard, you were turned by an Original, yet you made yourself in your own image. You built a vampire community from ash, and this city thrived under your rule. Let us help you return New Orleans to what it should be, with you as its king. [Marcel seems to be intrigued, though he's smart enough not to trust her.]
Mikaelsons look at him suspiciously.
Marcel: [laughs] A great sales pitch, really. [He claps his hands in mock applause.]
Marcel: Just one thing-- who's "us?"
Aya: The oldest society of vampires this world has ever known. We are called The Strix. [Just then, Elijah appears in the doorway.]
Elijah: Quite the prestigious organization! Responsible for countless wars, numerous plagues, assassinations...
"Ours is opposite." Said Layla.
"What do you mean?" Asked Freya.
"Our organisation takes in new vampires, werewolves and witches who has no one to help them. We help them out. But we aren't all that innocent either. We kill the rippers and non-humanity vampires and everyone who is risk to supernatural world's exposure. And we have been killing Mikaelson family enemies for centuries. The enemies Klaus and Elijah made." Said Layla.
"What are you talking about?" Asked confused Klaus.
"Me and Kol never left survivors. The most of the time neither did Elijah, but you love to let our enemies go, so me and my organisation chased everyone of them down and killed them." Said Bella.
"Kathrine, Lucien, Aurora and Tristand were alive for centuries. You didn't try to kill them." Said Marcel.
"You haven't killed Tyler either. Before he came in New Orleans." Said Davina.
"Because i never wanted to kill Kathrine. She's a survivor. I apprecate it. As i said i couldn't kill Lucien even after everything. I was grieveing and then found out Nik was gonna have a child, so didn't have time for Tyler, but even if he didn't come in New Orleans, evenctually i would kill him or my organisation would. And Tristan is in charge of the biggest organisation in supernatural world after me. I didn't want to start a war by killing Tristan or Aurora and sacrifice my people for nothing." Said Bella.
"So everyone i let go is dead?" Said Klaus in disbelief.
"Yes. I'm sure. I always made a list and made sure to hunt down all of them down over the centuries. You are welcome by the way. They won't be danger to Hope." Said Bella. Hayley smiled at that.
[Aya freezes at the sound of his voice, and at first, she keeps her back to him so he can't see how displeased she is by his presence.]
Aya: [haughtily] You have to break rules if you want to build a new world. [She finally turns to face him, and Marcel, now suspicious of her as a result of Elijah's words, circles around her.]
Aya: Hello, Elijah. It's been a while. [Marcel, realizing they're not strangers, rolls his eyes in exasperation.]
Marcel: You two know each other.
Elijah: Intimately.
"You two were dating?" Asked Layla.
"Yes." Said Elijah.
"They would be so hot couple." Said Layla. Hayley looked jaelous.
[Elijah instantly vamp-speeds toward Aya and holds her as though he's dipping her in a formal dance before shoving his fist into her chest and grabbing her heart.]
Aya: [in pain] UGH!
Elijah: [unamused] Whatever you are doing here, I know you're not alone. [Suddenly, a familiar male voice calls out to him from the doorway. It's Tristan, who is accompanied by at least a dozen fellow vampires.]
Tristan: Let her go, Elijah. No need for this to become vulgar. [Elijah rolls his eyes with a smirk while Aya continues to gasp in his arms.]
Elijah: And there he is. [Elijah, still clutching Aya's heart, turns to see Tristan, who looks amused by him.]
Elijah: Tristan. [Tristan grins smugly at his sire. After the break, Marcel, who is now standing back-to-back with Elijah, seems to be gearing up for a fight as the members of The Strix close in on them.]
Marcel: [to Elijah] You go left, I go right? [Elijah, who seems to be suspicious of Marcel's intentions with The Strix, yanks his hand out of Aya's chest, and she breathes a sigh of relief when she realizes he considerately left her heart intact. He then glances over at Marcel suspiciously.]
Elijah: Why don't you stay where I can see you?
"You are treating him like a kid." Said amused Layla.
"Exactly!" Said annoyed Marcel.
"He didn't want you out of his sight, because he was suspicious of your intentions." Explained Bella.
[Marcel, visibly offended and hurt by what Elijah is implying, glares at him angrily.]
Tristan: [bemused] It's been ages since I've enjoyed a good scrap, but, uh... It's not why I'm here. [Tristan rolls his eyes and reflexively hands Elijah his pocket square, assuming he would want to clean himself up. Elijah seems slightly embarrassed by this reminder, but he ultimately takes the handkerchief and uses it to mop Aya's blood off his hands.]
Tristan: [to the others] Mr. Mikaelson and I require the room. Please leave us. [The Strix vampires, including the still-recovering Aya, exit the room without another word, but Marcel stays behind with Elijah.]
Tristan: Elijah, your sireline-- your life-- is at stake. You want to hear what I have to say. [Elijah sighs and turns to dismiss Marcel.]
Elijah: Marcellus, please. [Annoyed, Marcel turns to leave, but Elijah isn't finished.]
Elijah: And you would do well to be selective about the company you keep in the future. [Aya can't help but smile at this statement from Elijah, but Marcel just becomes even more annoyed and defensive.]
Marcel: Maybe you should remember who your friends are. It looks like you're going to need 'em.
"Facts." Said Layla.
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Bellatrix Mikaelson (Season 3)
Fanfiction[Book 4] Prophecy is said: Mikaelsons downfall will be caused one by Family, one by Foe, one by Enemy. Who is who? Is this really end of Mikaelsons?
