HOW ORIGINAL(THE ORIGINALS a fanfic)

Chapter 9

Chapter9

"Who's we? You and this so called coven? I want no part in your smoke and illusions, besides it's impossible for me to procreate with a witch."

"Who says I am one, I'm a werewolf," she turns to the man behind her,"This is Mai he's been shunned, I have no other help."

" So you come here, to waste my time? I have nothing to offer. This pathetic squandering will get you nothing from me."

"Niklaus-"

"No Elijah," he turns to Ingrid.

"How dare you come at me, Klaus Mikaelson, with these deceitful accusations, something you perceived to draw comparisons to my childhood, a bastard, a weakness."

"Klaus I just want him back."

"Then go on, fetch."

The room goes quiet and Hayley slowly gets up, removing a sleeping Hope from the scene.

He's now moving around, pacing, "Impossible anyway, the timelines fail to coincide, I resigned in Mystic falls years ago, he should be a child. This boy had to be in his adolescent years."

"Not if magic has anything to do with it, the witches who performed it used sacrificial magic, they used it that same year in twenty twelve. Killing thirteen witches and werewolves for thirteen years. Tale Sound familiar?"

Hayley and Klaus eye one another.

" I've heard the many tales of sacrificial magic but this one in particular sounds like that of one, Raina Cruz. The hunter who once beared the phoenix stone sword, cursed to kill the undead. Her ancestors and anyone affiliated with her ceased long ago."

"No one affiliated with her performed the spell, the "GIZA COVEN" made a accord with my pack long ago. Looking to remove the original vampire who once slayed our ancestors, and rained devastation and death upon on us all. The "Nativity spell" . Not a spell that gives the user additional lives but Grows a sacrificial seed from birth."

Klaus cringes at the sound of her every word.

"Well that was a mouthful. How strange is it that I'm the maniacal villain in every story, every town. Sure you've got the right guy?"

"So you don't remember, year 1930".

"I'm sorry that was a bad year for me. Lots of booze, dodgy behavior , lots of women, Deaths," he smiles. "My recollection of that year is a little foggy sweetheart." His grin widens, proud.

"Look Klaus, I'm not looking for my child's father, I'm looking for help to find him. We can become allies.You need him gone, I need him back, let's help each other, to me its nothing more than a biological accident."

"There's one problem with that, I don't believe you, Any women can say that she's carrying my child, any man for that matter, not to mention it's extremely rare case with Hope. She is my first and only child. A pure blood."

"Not as pure as Ezra," she rips off her necklace off, slamming it on the table

"How did you get this?" She remains silent. "Answer me!" He slams the necklace down onto the wooden table.

It was the same necklace that Ansel had, the necklace of klaus' werewolf ancestors, the neck of the Pacific Wolf Tribe.

"It's mine! You had one identical to mines when you were born, or at least you should have before you were turned. I'm done trying to prove to you he's yours. Do you want him out of you life or not?"

"You think that little trinket can provide some sort of valuable weight? Mikeal the deranged beast, my step father hunted my original pack to a standstill, until they ceased to exist. Mothers,fathers and children dead at the hand of him. Only a few remnants remain, and something tells me that's not you. How does one like yourself get mixed up with the coven of Giza? The reside in Egypt, however my original pack does not."

She smiles, "They've either joined other packs or spread out to rebuild, either way it wouldn't matter. My family departed from the pack way before your father came along".

"Done, we'll accept your terms". They both quickly look to Hayley who said it.

"Thank you Ms Marshall."

"Its Haley, and look if any of this is true I want my daughter furthest away from the situation as possible. An older evil Hope is not something I want to take on. So there's my vote".

Klaus quickly turns to haley, "I'm sorry, you said that as if you actually had a hand in the matter", he turns to ingrid, " this is not done."

"Not even remotely finished,should we not be so eager to accept your grand master plan, what should happen then?" Elijah says'.

Everyone jumps at the sound Elijah's input, he hadn't spoke in a while.

"Ezra will run wild, and Niklaus will fall, so will anyone affiliated with him."

Klaus cracks a smile.

"Laugh all you want Niklaus, but with the last piece of the white oak still out there our son, or anyone for that matter is still a threat."

"Including you," he points out once more. " and say (our ) again and i'll be tempted to be sure you never murmur the word again."

He takes a seat again.

"The white oak is somewhere you or anyone else cant find it. I have to admit though clever play, bringing the white oak into the picture."

"We shall accept your terms at the moment."

"You can't be serious Elijah".

"I am, the child is still none the less a threat. He's attacked you before, who's to say he won't do it again."

"Elijah I do, all I ask is that my child is retrieved safely". Ingrid adds

Elijah looks toward klaus and Hayley. "Agreed."

"But if you even breathe the wrong way, I'll know my brother has foolishly misplaced his trust."

She takes a stand, finally convincing them of the truth.

"You might not want to get too comfortable love, Elijah can be very generous but if anything goes south, so will you. Your insides will be outside by morning. Who knows perhaps I may be feeling a little sympathetic and feed the leftovers to your son.'

She clears her throat"Always a pleasure Klaus, I'll see you in the morning. We can scout for him from the quarter to the bayou."

She begins to leave, but he grabs her arms.

"Where do you think your going, No no no, a special guest as yourself as you say, the mother of my child won't be staying in a box. You'll stay put right here with us, your bodyguard however can sleep on the sidewalk for all I care".

He gets closer to her ear.

"They say keep your friends close,and well your enemies, those enemies who dare used their tongue to speak ill of you, those enemies who dare to cross you and conspire against you ..... those enemies you turn them into a very bloody cautionary tale."