Fated Love |•| Klaus Mikaelson

020. Originals

Narator's pov

It hadn't been long after Klaus and Stefan had left before the blonde original woke up. She seemed extremely out of sorts, at first she panicked and then relaxed once she had realised no one was trying to hurt her yet. The two girls in front of Rebekah only held sympathetic smiles on their faces. "Who the bloody hell are you?" She asked getting up out of the coffin.

"Um-" Emery started but the werewitch cut her off suddenly.

"We're here with your brother." She stated, watching as the original's stance changed from that of confusion to anger. She lunged toward Wren but was held back by an aneurysm spell from the heretic. 

"So, if you would let me explain." Emery told Wren, who simply nodded toward her friend. "Your brother has taken us to Chicago, a witch called Gloria needs you to be able to contact the original witch." She paused pointing over toward the security guard who was walking toward the group. 

"And, he compelled you a snack." Wren added as Rebekah turned toward the man, stalking toward him. He stopped moving and made no effort to resist Rebekah's aggressive feeding. When she was done she beckoned Emery over who hesitantly bit into the other side of the man's neck, and soon after let his body drop.

"That still doesn't answer my question." Rebekah told them, still wanting answers from the pair.

"Right, your question..." The werewitch trailed off and started walking toward Rebekah. "I'm Wren." She introduced herself while holding her hand out toward the original, she reluctantly took it in response.

"And why does my dear brother need to travel with you?" She asked but immediately realised that her tone came off as demeaning. "I mean, he always wants something from someone, so I just want to know what he needs from you." She added trying to rectify the mess she had just made.

"Well, to start with," She paused and flashed her eyes at Rebekah who simply looked shocked. Then her curiosity deepened as the werewitch waved her hand and they were standing in a ring of fire. "Apparently according to both your brothers, I am the only naturally occurring hybrid in history thus far." 

"Oh, so you're one of Nik's new companions, and I've seen what your friend over there can do. She's a Heretic, correct?" Rebekah asked, waiting for some sort of confirmation from either of the girls. Emery nodded stepping forward and distinguishing the ring of fire Wren had put in place.

"Where is my bastard brother then?" The original asked moving towards the door to the warehouse. Suddenly she vamp-sped over to her coffin and grabbed a dagger before running off hiding. Both hybrids followed her lead hiding with her, listening, waiting as footsteps resounded through the spacious storage house.

As if on cue, Klaus and Stefan had walked in he immediately caught sight of the lack of people and the dead security guard. "Rebekah...It's your big brother. Come out, come out, wherever you are." Came his voice sing-song.

The original rushes over and stabs him with the dagger. He gasped out in shock, "Go to hell, Nik!" Rebekah screamed before walking off in the other direction. Klaus takes the dagger out of his chest, holds it out beside him, and drops it.

"Don't pout. You knew it wouldn't kill me." The original hybrid told his sister with a smirk on his features.

"Yeah, but I was hoping it would hurt more." She continued to walk back toward the other two hybrids with her arms crossed.

"I understand that you're upset with me, Rebekah...So I'm going to let that go. Just this once. Brought you a little peace offering. You can come in." He told Stefan who was waiting outside the door for his cue. He looks at Rebekah who smiles immediately but he shows no signs of remembering her.