The Originals & The Legacies

Chapter 3: House of the Rising Son

*The Abattoir- Nighttime*

Marcel and Klaus are standing, together, on a balcony, looking down, onto the French Quarter. "How, do you, cater, for such, a large population, of vampires." Klaus says, as the nightwalkers, prowl up and, down the street.

"Well, the people, that come here, to party, on our streets, are of, all different types and different flavors." Marcel starts, as the nightwalkers, prowl up and down, the street.

"They came, for fun and sometimes, a little bit, of a dark and danger, so, we invite them and give them, that danger." He boasts, to Klaus, who growls, inwardly.

They look, down, and, see Diego, below, who, passes out, flyers, with a monogramed, 'M' at, the top- to, two tourists, a man and a woman. They take, the flyers.

*Back at The Abattoir*

"Where the party never ends..."

They enter, the party, in the abattoir, below Klaus. A vampire stamps, the humans, with that same monogramed, 'M' that was, on the floor.

Marcel then, looks up, at the clock, on the wall. "Then, at the stroke, of midnight, the atmosphere, changes, it gets messy, because, it's time, to feed." Marcel explains, as he and Klaus watches, the vampires, feed, on the terrified humans.

"This is how, you keep the vampires, happy. Give them, an-occasional, all you-can-eat. Blowing of, some steam, after trying, so hard, to earn, a day-light ring. My trusted few, day walkers, just enjoy, a, good party." Klaus continues, to look around, his surroundings, a crest, engraved, into the wall, catches, his eye. It has the, 'M' monogram and a serpent. "This is quite the operation. Tell me, what, happens, to your victims? That, must be, an awful lot, of graves, to dig?" Klaus asks, earning, a grin, from, Marcel. "We can't, kill them all, if too many folks, go missing, the tourism will drop. So instead, we heal them, with vampire blood, erase their memories and send them on their way, no mess, no fuss." Marcel reveals.

"I'm impressed." Klaus admits, inflating, Marcel's ego. "I learned, from the best, back, in the day." Marcel murmurs, complimenting Klaus. Thierry approaches the pair, "Marcel!" Marcel and Klaus turn, around. "You alright, Thierry?" Marcel asks, sensing his unease. Thierry takes a deep breath. "Six of our, guys, have been killed, in a bar, outside the Quarter. Nightwalkers, but nobody, saw who!" Klaus looks, away, whilst Marcel and Thierry discuss details.

*Back at The Plantation/The Mikaelson Mansion- Klaus's Bedroom*

Caroline is sitting, on the bed, wearing, her light blue, flower print pajamas. She then picks up her phone and calls Claire. Claire picks up the phone. "Why, the hell, are you, calling me, Caroline?!" Claire asks laying, in her bed, under the covers, wearing, a white tank top and only black underwear on, with her long light brown hair, braided up, and watching TV. "I got myself, in some trouble and I need you to come to New Orleans?!" Caroline informs her. Claire walks to her dresser and get her shorts, puts on her black short shorts. And then, Claire walked out, of her house and gets into her blue convertible car and started driving. "Ok, I'm on my way, just tell me; what the hell, happened?!" Claire replies and asks. "Ok, well, you know, after I left home, I started looking, for any information, on our birthmarks, of our family and then, I went to Mystic falls, with Klaus and we had a couple, of one-night stands and now, I'm pregnant, with his child, in New Orleans." Caroline responds and informs her.

*Rebekah arrives, in New Orleans*

Rebekah is driving, her red convertible, down a road, so she checks, her review mirror and spots a small drop of blood, on her cheek. She wipes it off, smiles and continues driving. Minutes later, she parks, in front, of the Mikaelson mansion, whilst climbing out, she is leaving, an answer phone, message, to Elijah.