A new girl comes into New Orleans to visit her brother Jackson. However, when she comes into town she meets the original family. The Mikaelson's.
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I stood in shock, as Kol picked Davina up in his arms ready to leave. Davina was too weak to continue struggling and passed out in his arms. Snapping out of my trance, I drew the symbol that would allow us to escape, except I left myself out earning a hell of frustration from Kol.
When the pair disappeared, I began to look around the dark city, slowly becoming weak. As my vision slowly blurred, I was checking every nook and cranny for my brother.
Before long, I was mystically forced to the ground, and a pipe was thrown into my stomach, causing me to groan from the pain and gasp for air.
Kol POV
When we got back, I laid Davina on the couch that Freya's symbols surrounded to keep her here. Immediately my two love struck brothers began questioning me about the whereabouts of Jessica.
After telling them what happened, I felt a pain in my stomach and felt blood begin pouring out, slowly falling to the ground from the pain.
"Sister! What is happening to him?" Niklaus demanded as he and Elijah lifted me and placed me onto another sofa in the room.
"The link. Kol, Jessica was supposed to come back with you. Why the hell isn't she here?" Freya demanded.
"Davina told us that her brother was there," I replied.
"In the witches universe? That's not possible."
"Have you met this city?"
"So what the witches are doing to her, is happening to you as well."
"Then you better bloody save her," I answered before I felt blood oozing from my chest. "And quickly."
Jessica POV
As I'm on the ground, I feel them plunge a stake into the right side of my chest, close to my heart but enough to keep me alive.
As they rip both weapons out of me, I scream and roll onto my side, coughing up blood.
"What do you want from me?" I begged crawling away.
"You're special. We need you dead," was the reply.
"No. No, please. Please I'll give you whatever you want," I begged as another stake was plunged into my leg, keeping me from walking.
"Sorry sweetie, but in order for us to go back to the real world, you have to die."
"Why?" I asked.
The woman knelt beside me another stake in hand. "Because you're the key to this place. You're blood is special."
Just as she was about to stake me, someone came and tackled her to the ground, ripping her heart out. I tried pulling the stake out of my leg as the my mysterious savior moved to another witch.
When the stake was finally out, my hero came rushing by my side helping me stand.
"Jack?" I questioned.
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