The Craziest Doppelgänger Queens • The Originals [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter Two - House of the Rising Son

NIGHT had fallen onto the streets of New Orleans. You could feel the hearts of all, pumping throughout the humans' bodies. They were excited. They were ready to have fun.

The way Achlys liked it.

It was all about the hunt to her.

"The city of New Orleans . . . people of all stripes and flavors from all over the country come here to party on our streets." Marcel explained to Klaus, as they and Achlys were showing the Original hybrid around. "Some are just looking for fun . . . some are looking for something a little darker, more dangerous. So, we invite them into the Gerard-Viktorova home and we give it to them."

Oh the streets of New Orleans, Diego -- one of Marcel's vampires -- shows a flyer to two tourists, a teenage boy and a teenage woman. The flyer is headed by a large, monogrammed 'M', beneath which reads:

ABATTOIR

WHERE THE PARTY

NEVER ENDS

They enter the party and get their hands stamped with the same 'M' monogram as the flyer.

"Then, at the stroke of midnight, everything changes, and it's time to feed." Marcel and Achlys lead Klaus around a balcony overlooking the party. They watch as Marcel's vampires feed ravenously on the humans, who scream in terror.

"You guys don't mind if I--," Achlys begins with a sadistic smirk on her face.

"Enjoy Lys." Marcel smiles.

She jumps off the balcony and feeds on a man with brown eyes and a sophisticated hairstyle. He screams at the sight of her face changing and in pain until she gets annoyed. "Will you shut up?" She asks, annoyed. "What's your name?" She begins to compel him, as Marcel and Klaus watches.

"Paul." He says in a monotone.

"Well Pablo, shut up." She compels and her face changes once more. Slowly, purplish-black veins appear under her eyes as her eyes turn red and amber, and her fangs grow. She injects her fangs into his neck and continues to feed.

"I see Achlys has fully embraced herself her." Klaus observes.

Marcel smiled, watching Achlys carefully. "Yeah. I'm glad. Nothing to hold her back, and for a while there --," he looks at his sire. "So did Brielle." Klaus was displeased. "They weren't happy about leaving their home in Mystic Falls but after a while, they started enjoying." Marcel smirked, looking away. "They reclaimed their title as the queens of New Orleans."

"I see."

AFTER Klaus tried to get Brielle to talk to him, after her seeing him dagger Elijah, Achlys woke up and gathered the whole household in the living room.

"So last night, Brielle and I decided something." Achlys states.

"You mean while you both were pretending to have a talk show." Klaus sarcastically wondered. The twins rolled their eyes. "Brilliant."

Hayley crossed her arms looking over at the hybrid. "I don't know Klaus, it could be a great idea. So maybe you should – maybe, I don't know – shut the hell up." She scoffed, causing the twins to smirk and the Mikaelson to glare back at the Marshall girl.