The Originals // 1D

Always and forever

Over the course of my long life, I have come to believe we are bound forever to those with whom we share blood. And while we may not choose our family, that bond can be our greatest strength or our deepest regret. This unfortunate truth has haunted me for as long as I can recall. - louis

"What do you make of that?" A round, plump man named Roman asked.

"No banner; no flag. Floated in out of nowhere. A miracle ship." Maxwell replied.

"Why is it just sitting out there?"

"Suppose we ought to find out."

The men are enter the ship, below deck. They walk down the ladder one by one holding up lanterns for light as they hear water dripping sounds. There's other men with them.

"Where in h.ell is everyone?" Maxwell questions.

"Deserted. Which makes everything in the hold legally forfeit. Take what suits you," Roman pauses, walking over to two coffins. "What do you make of that?"

"Open it up."

Maxwell hesitates slightly, but soon opens the coffin, to reveal a daggered Liam.

Roman looks over the body. "What the hell?!"

Suddenly a door is swung open and men start to get attacked and disappear, but it is unclear who's doing the attacking. There are wind sounds nearby as the men start to disappear. Maxwell is the last one left. He holds up his lantern to see who's taking his men.

"Hello."

Maxwell turns around with his lantern up to face Fay. She is vamped up and her veins begin to disappear, as she wipes the blood off her lips with her handkerchief."Lovely to see such a handsome face after a long journey. Can I eat him, brother?"

"I'd rather you didn't."

Louis is heard and soon appears out of a dark corner. He smiles slightly at Maxwell.

"There's no need to be afraid," Louis steps forward and compells the young man. " And do exactly as I say. You will remember nothing."

"I will remember nothing." Maxwell repeats.

"We've had a very long journey, wherein which, unfortunately, we lost all of our crew. Therefore, I will ask you kindly to transport our belongings to the shore." Louis asks.

"What kind of h.ell demons are you?" Maxwell says, stunned.

"We're vampires, darling. The Original vampires: Fay, Louis, our brothers Liam and Zayn; may they rest in peace." Fay says as her gaze flickers to the coffins.

"Are we saving the best for last?" A man walks into the room.

"And our half-brother, Harold. Ignore him; he's a beast."

Harry has Roman's dead body in his arms. His face is vamped up with blood over his mouth and he laughs slightly at Fay's comment, before pushing the dead body to the ground, which lands with a loud thud."We fled Europe and survived the seas. Would you rather I arrive hungry on the shores of our new homeland?"

"Harold, your manners are, as always, without equal. Sir, would you be so good as to tell us where it is that we have landed?" Louis asks maxwell.

"The French colony of Louisiana, off the shores of a town they have named New Orleans." Maxwell answers Louis.

"Thank you so much. Oh, I do recommend that you find yourself further assistance for the luggage. My sincere apologies."

Louis soon leaves. Maxwell looks around with his lantern to see men lying dead on the ground. Some against the wall, that are covered with their own blood. The walls have blood on them as well. All the men had been 'rippered'