Dragon's Keeper

Chapter 5

Niklaus stopped and turned to me. He smiled and kissed me softly on the lips. "Of course my love. If that's what you want, then we can undagger them." I take his hand in mine and lead him to the car. The car ride is mostly quiet other than Bekah and I sipping our blood bags and Bekah quietly humming to herself. I finish the blood bag and lay my head on Nik's shoulder and fall slowly to sleep. I guess being sick with a high fever can do that to you.

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New Orleans has really changed since we left. More modern looking then when we were here but I guess that's normal since the last time we were here, women wore long dresses and men wore silly hats. We made our way through the French Quarter and to the plantation house. I start to tear up because I miss my little dove, Marcellus. Niklaus turns to me about to say something but stops when he sees me about to cry. "What's wrong my dear." Elijah and Rebekah turn to look at me to. "Marcellus" I whisper and hear Bekah gasp slightly and turns away. Nik hugs me and tries to comfort me. "It's ok love, it's ok." He said as he kissed my head softly. After we calmed down, we headed inside the house. Everything was covered in white sheets to stop the furniture from collecting dust. Elijah started to uncover most of the furniture, Rebekah doing the same. I look at Nik and find him staring at me. "Where are we staying love?" He smiles and takes my hand in his. "Follow me and you will find out." He starts to lead us up the stairs and behind us Rebekah gags causing Elijah to chuckle.

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Nik and I were on a walk to clear our minds. We stopped by a ... bar? "Nik, a bar? You know I can't drink." He turns to me and smiles. " I know, we are here to get some food." ohhhh. We enter and find people around the stage. Wonder who's singing. When the person finishes singing, he senses mine and Nik's presence. Me and Nik both freeze. No. I turn around to see the last person I expected to see, Marcellus. He looks at me and stops. "Mom?" I ran into his arms and cried. "Little Dove?" He shushes me. "Yeah it's me ma." Nik comes up from behind us. "Marcellus." Marcel looked up at Nik and said, "It's been at least a hundred years since that nasty business with your father Mikael. The way I recall it, he ran you outta town. Left a trail of dead vampires in his wake." Me and Nik look at him and Nik responds, "And yet how fortunate you managed to survive. My father, I'm afraid, I recently incinerated to dust." Nik said to him. "I'd wish you'd had given me a heads up." Marcel said to us. "Why?" Nik asked. "I'd have thrown you a damn parade," Marcel confesses as a wide smile spreads across his face. They embrace. "Niklaus Mikaelson and MayBeth Targaryan. My mentors, my mother and father, my saviors, my sires. Let's get you two a drink," he shouts.

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Marcel, Nik, and I catch up on things we've missed (which was a lot). Marcel talked about how he turned Bourbon Street into what it is so that he can attract the out-of-towners, otherwise all the vamps would go hungry. Nik points out that a lot of Marcel's cronies are sporting some serious daywalker ring bling. Marcel brushes it off. "Yeah, yeah, I shared the secret of your daylight ring with a few buddies. Just the inner circle, though– the family." Nik and I are interested in where Marcel was able to find a witch to make him a few. "I have the witches in the town wrapped around my finger." He says. "Marcellus, You know I'm part witch right? Will I still be able to do magic?" I ask him. He smiles at me. "Ma, of course you can, you are my mother." Nik then looks at Marcel "Where can I find Jane-Anne" he asked. I looked at him. "Why?" I say to him. "You'll see." Marcel is then quick to oblige. And as it turns out, Jane-Anne has been captured for being an outlaw aka doing magic without Marcel's permission. "Jane-Anne Deveraux! Give it up for Jane-Anne! Come on, let's hear it! Jane-Anne Deveraux, you have been accused of the practice of witchcraft beyond the bounds of the rules set forth, and enforced, by me. How do you plead?" Jane-Anne sputters "I haven't done anything wrong" she said. Marcel calls her a liar. "You tell me what magic you're brewing. I mean, tell me. I'll grant you leniency. Hey, I am after all a merciful person." He said to her. She looked at him with hatred. "Rot in hell, monster" She stated. "I'll tell you what, I'll give you another chance" He then slices her neck open with a branch and walks away while the crowd cheers. Nik and I stand there frozen. I couldn't believe that Marcellus would do something like this. "Wha- what just happened?" Nik turned to look at me. "I don't know love." We go to follow Marcel to talk to him.