"Well, well, well, what have we here." Marcel asked rhetorically as he made his way to the weeping witches in the middle of the empty street.
Vafara squeezed her eyes closed and stood to face the man she'd helped Klaus raise.
He looked at her with a raised brow before shaking his head.
"Damn," he mumbled, cutting his eyes at her before his attention goes back to his main focus. "I've got to tell you, Soph, this street corner is not proving the luckiest spot for your family tonight." He said to Sophie Deveraux. "Not half an hour ago, we had to teach your sister a little lesson." Some of the vampires with him hissed at the witches and Vafara slowly stepped to him.
"We're putting her to rest, Marcel." Sophie sniffled. "Leave us alone."
"I never said you could move the body." Marcel snapped. "Matter of fact, I left her here for a reason, send a message." He started pacing. "If anybody is thinking of joining some kind of rebellion, my rules state the witches can't perform magic in the quarter and yet a little birdie informed me that Jane-Anne was cooking up something magically delicious." He stopped pacing and placed his hands on his hips. "Oh, yeah, while I have you, my old friend the hybrid Klaus showed up out of the blue asking for, of all people, Jane-Anne." He motioned to the dead girl on the concrete and then looked at Vafara next. "And you."
"I would expect him to ask about me being that we spent 400 years wrapped around one another's fingers." Vafara seethed.
"That doesn't explain why he asked for Jane-Anne." Marcel replied and looked at Sophie. "Any idea why?"
"I don't know." Sophie told him. "Witches don't get involved in vampire business."
"Mm, that would be pretty stupid. That's for sure." Marcel stepped to her intimidatingly and circled her. "Tell you what," he stopped behind her, breathing down her neck. "Go back to the restaurant, cook up some more of that famous Gumbo, and keep those tourists happy."
"Marcel." Vafara licked her lips.
"Take the body." He told a couple of his guys.
"No. No, stop. Stop. Marcel—" Sophie turned to him her sister's body was taken hold of.
"I'm gonna hang on to your sister's body, just Incase you remember why Klaus is here." Marcel backed away.
"Marcel, please, her body won't be at peace." Sophie begged him as he walked away.
"Not my problem!" He called back as he continued walking.
Vafara looked at the young woman and exhaled.
"I'm sorry." She told her, remorse lining her throat. "I will fix this."
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The Originals: Heaven In Hiding | Klaus/O.C.
Fanfiction"And when you start to look at me, a physical fatality And you surrender to the heat, you'll know I can put on a show, I can put on a show Don't you see what you're finding? This is Heaven in hiding" - Halsey •. •. •. "Were we in love, Niklaus?" ...
