Dragon's Keeper

Chapter 12

~Previously on Dragon's Keeper~

the thing is, it seems like they're here to stay." He says. "They don't belong here." She says, a little pissed off. "Might be kinda tough to convince them of that... which is why I need to ask you for a favor. I'm gonna need you to figure out how we kill an Original." Marcel says to her. Davina looks at him and smiles.

MayBeth is sitting on the floor, holding a thick book in her hands, reading. Klaus and Rebekah are standing nearby.

~Elijah: (voiceover) August 1359. I have noticed a difference in my siblings. Our bond strains beneath the pressure of our life as vampires. Each day removes them further from the humanity we once possessed. My sweet sister, Rebekah, has grown quite indifferent to brutality.~

In a flashback Rebekah can be seen, killing the vampires who attacked MayBeth in the previous episode.

~Elijah: (voiceover) However, the true problem remains my brother, Niklaus.~

In a flashback Klaus can be seen pouring petrol over the dead vampires and burning them.

~Elijah: (voiceover) He continues to hide his loneliness with cruelty. Still, I cling to the hope that I, as their eldest brother, can lead them down the correct path, a path charged with the power of a family united. For if I fail, our family's legacy will end in darkness.~

"I cannot believe you disposed of those vampires without me. You know how I love to set things on fire." Rebekah said annoyed. "Was I supposed to leave them in the front yard to rot? Besides, they were my responsibility. They attacked the helpless pregnant girl who's carrying my child." Klaus said to her. "Oh, I am so moved by your newfound sense of fatherly duties towards the Heretic carrying your hybrid bun in her oven." Klaus said. MayBeth enters the room. "The Heretic would like to know what the plan is." MayBeth said. Klaus pecks her forehead lovingly. "Well, that depends what plan you mean, love: My plan for global domination, or Rebekah's plan to find love in a cruel, cruel world." Rebekah takes a pencil from the desk beside her and throws it in Klaus' direction. Klaus catches it easily before it can impale his face. "The plan to rescue Elijah. You know, the good brother. The one who is now in the possession of your mortal enemy after you stabbed him in the back." MayBeth looked at Klaus. "In the front, if we're being specific." MayBeth gave him a look. He looked away. "You two said that you would get him back. So is there a plan, or what?" Maybeth said. "Okay. Well, firstly, Marcel is not my mortal enemy—he's my friend, albeit one who is unaware that I'm trying to sabotage his hold over the supernatural community of the French Quarter, but a friend nonetheless. And secondly, I daggered Elijah in order to gain Marcel's trust. If I had known he would place my brother in the hands of a particularly nasty teenage witch, I certainly would have weighed my options a bit differently. And thirdly, sister, please." Klaus said. "And thirdly, the plan, as you have demanded, is for Niklaus to simply ask Marcel for Elijah back." Bekah said. Maybeth mentally face-palmed. "That's... that's not the whole plan, is it?" She asked. "Please, Klaus may be a miserable excuse for a sibling and, but there is none more diabolical." Bekah said. "And that's only the Plan A, love. There's always a Plan B." Klaus said calmly. "And what's Plan B?" Beth asked her boyfriend. "War."

THE ABATTOIR

Marcel gets fitted for a suit, accompanied by Thierry. "Damn, I do look good in a suit." Thierry chuckles, then turns to the television, where photos of Tina McGreevy and Joshua Rosza, the tourists that Klaus turned, flash on the screen. "My guy at the docks is gonna come forward as an eyewitness, saying he saw those two drunkenly fall into the Mississippi. They'll be dredging for weeks. No one will come looking around here." Thierry said. That's good, considering one's dead in a dumpster behind the county morgue and the other one is a vampire now. Anything else? Marcel said. The tailor suddenly pricks her finger on a pin. "Ow!" She says. "Allow me, darling." Marcel crouches down and takes her finger into his mouth, cleaning the blood off. "One thing. I sent 4 nightwalkers to look into a werewolf sighting in the Quarter. I haven't heard from them since." Thierry said to Marcel. "That makes 10 dead nightwalkers in the last week. You think the werewolves are back in town trying to start some trouble?" Marcel said. Thierry scoffs. "Look, I know you and Klaus are friends, but the fact is, since the Originals showed up—" He starts. Klaus then arrives. "Oh, come now, Thierry. You're not still upset about that little, toxic werewolf bite I gave you, are you? I thought we were at bygones." Klaus smirks. Thierry turns to Marcel. "I see you've given him free rein of your compound now, too." Klaus looks at Thierry "Yes. Well, seeing as my family and I lived here, built the place, in fact—" Marcel steps in the middle of them. "Alright. Come on. You both know the drill. Thierry's my guy, inner circle. Klaus is my old-time friend and sire. He's also a guest here. Peace, all right? All right." Marcel turns to Klaus. "What you need, my brother?" Marcel asks. "I'm afraid my sister Rebekah is insisting I demand Elijah's return. She's quite worked up about it." Klaus stated. "I'll say." Marcel said. "We're not gonna have 3 Originals walking around town, are we? Half our guys think the sister killed the nightwalkers." Thierry stated looking at Klaus. "Is that an accusation against an Original?" Klaus said looking deadly. "Eh." Thierry said. Klaus goes storms at Thierry, who looks to be ready for a confrontation, but Marcel intercedes. "What did I say about peace?" He turns to Klaus. "Come on. Walk with me." Klaus smiles smugly at Thierry as Marcel steers him out of the room. They walk out along the balcony of the building. "You inner circle man lacks a sense of humor." Klaus states.

"He's a little overprotective, but loyal to a fault. I saved his life back in the forties, found him dying of a war wound outside a VA hospital. He'd kill for me and die for me. Plus, that boy can play the trumpet like you would not believe. Maybe I'll see if he can play a little tonight at the party. You're coming, right?"Marcel says. "How can I miss my chance to meet the city councilman as he accepts your gigantic charitable donation?" Klaus said to Marcel. "Oh, he's a schmuck, but he lets us do our thing in exchange for certain community services, like keeping our fangs out of the locals. Listen, about your brother... I would love to help you out, but Thierry is right. My guys are on edge. They see the Original family moving in, vampires dying, it makes them nervous. If I hand Elijah back now, it might give the wrong impression about who's really in charge here. You know what I mean?" Marcel said. "You understand I had to ask." Klaus says, annoyed at the fact he didn't get Elijah back.

THE FRENCH QUARTER

Rebekah walks through the Quarter, talking on her cell phone. The shots alternate between Rebekah out in the Quarter and Klaus in the cellar of the Mikaelson mansion. "Niklaus, for the love of Mary Magdalene, how long does it take to ask a simple question?" Rebekah asks. "Much longer than you'd think, considering the answer was, as expected, "no". Marcel's man, Thierry, is suspicious. He thinks you killed 10 nightwalkers." Klaus said. Rebekah looks annoyed. "Well, that's a lie. I only killed 8. Should I make Thierry the ninth? She asked. "Marcel is playing friendly. We can't kill the favorite son, or he'll catch onto us." Klaus said. "So, war it is, then." She asked. "Indeed. Do you know what to do with the witch?" Klaus asked her. "I believe I do." Rebekah says. "Good. You manage Sophie Deveraux. I'll take care of the next step." Klaus hangs up. He turns to the vampire Joshua, who has been minding Klaus' vampire hostage. "I ordered you to drain him of blood. What's taking so long?" Klaus demands. "Sorry. I'm not, like, medieval torture expert guy." Joshua says. Klaus grabs a pitchfork and impales the vampire with it. "What did he do to you, anyway?" Joshua asks. "It's not about what he did. It's about what he's going to do when we're done here, which is whatever I want him to, just like you. For example, drive this through his torso." Klaus, having removed the pitchfork from the vampire, compels Joshua and hands the weapon to him. Joshua immediately obeys. "That is crazy. I didn't want to do it, but I did it anyway." Joshua says. "It's called mind compulsion. Vampires can compel humans. Originals, like my siblings and I, can also compel vampires, and no one can compel Originals. You following?" Klaus asks. Joshua nods. "Good. That is how a brand-new nightwalker such as yourself is here doing my bidding with no one the wiser." Klaus smirks. "But I never had my guts drained out of me." Josh says. "Yes. That, young Joshua, is because I got to you before you had even a drop of herbal vervain in your system. You see, it prevents compulsion. Marcel has had his whole crew taking it since I returned to town, and that is why our friend here needs to be bled dry of it, so I can compel him to follow my every command. And with my brother currently in captivity awaiting rescue, we can't afford to be gentle about it, can we?" Klaus takes back the pitchfork and runs it into the vampire, twisting it in.

THE FRENCH QUARTER – JARDIN GRIS

Rebekah waits outside the shop and turns to greet Sophie, who is approaching on the sidewalk. "Oh, so glad you could make it. Elijah only lies daggered and rotting whilst you dilly-dally." Rebekah says annoyed. "You're lucky I came at all. What do you want?" Sophie says back. "MayBeth was attacked last night by Marcel's crew because somebody told him there was a witch in the Quarter. She only made one stop. Whoever saw her here ratted her out. Watch and learn." Rebekah turns and walks into the shop. Sophie follows her in. Inside the shop, Katie emerges from a back room with a box, and sees Sophie. "Hey, Soph." Katie said smiling. "Hey, Katie." Sophie says. Katie sees Rebekah touching an item hanging in the shop; she doesn't show sign of recognition towards Rebekah. "That's filled with marigold—great for attracting the opposite sex. It would look awesome on you." Katie said to Rebekah "I very seriously doubt that. Do you have any others, one with, say—I don't know—wolfsbane, perhaps?" Rebekah asked. "Wolfsbane? Why would you want that?" Katie says playing dumb. Rebekah vamp-runs at Katie, and holds her up by the neck. "Please no not play dumb with me." Rebekah slams her down on a table. "Rebekah!" Sophie shouts. "I just sold a witch some herbs. That's all." Katie said. "Are you lying to me, Katie? I suggest you answer my question honestly." Rebekah asks. "Sophie—" Katie says choking. "Just answer the question, Katie, please." Sophie pleads. "Yes. I told someone, but you don't understand. I—I love him." Katie cries out. Rebekah throws Katie down onto the floor violently. She places the heel of her stiletto directly over Katie's throat threateningly. "And tell me, who is this vampire Romeo of yours? Shall I count to 3?"