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Le pouvoir paradoxe

It had been a few days since she had the one on one with Klaus, about how he had offered her an ultimatum and she didn't want to think about it, didn't want to deal with the aftermath of what had transpired that night. All she knew is that one of two things would happen, Marcel would be informed of her alliance with the Mikaelson brother, or Niklaus was bluffing. But when it came to him, he hardly bluffed, but instead found ways to get what he wanted, and used the ammunition he had obtained at the perfect time.

' Well I mean, what are you going to do ? '

The males voice had pulled her from her thoughts, eyes snapping open as she looked at the ceiling, hands folded on her stomach before propping herself up to look at her best friend. The vampire who she had been told to forget about her, but had found solace in him, in being able to talk to him about the thing that she couldn't talk to about Marcel. ' I don't know, he expects me to go against Marcel, Elijah. And He claims he can keep me safe, but I don't believe him. ' She sighed, falling back against the bed as she pressed her palms into her eyes, groaning slightly as she rolled over to bury her face in the pillow.

' I don't know, Davina. It doesn't sound like it's the best idea to trust an original vampire. Their alliances don't exactly have the best track record. ' he voiced with some concern, which had elicited another groan from the female as she sat up to look at her friend, a pout evident on her features. ' I don't know what I am going to do. I don't even want to talk about it anymore. Plus, once Marcel finds out i'm sure he's going to drag me away to the other side of the world. ' she rolled her eyes , lips pressed together as she got up from the bed, moved to a table and grabbed a glass of water that was settled on it, allowing the water to pull her from the conversation.

' I just know that I don't trust him. Trust is something that I, myself, have issues holding because of what I have been through. It seems like I trust Elijah fully but even then I anticipate him to retreat to his brothers wishes. It seems to me that I'm just stuck in a lose lose situation all around. '

***

War seemed to be brewing since that moment in the church, Marcel having been informed of Klaus' conversation with the witch, and he had wanted to make a move. He hadn't spoken to Davina in a few days since the festival, wanting to give her some time to go to him but when she didn't, there was a bit of hesitation on whether she had found herself obeying the male who had once adopted him. The abattoir was empty, Elijah having been gone with Hayley somewhere, the hybrid having arrived without warning, and it was the perfect time for what he had planned. He would take down Klaus once and for all, regain control of the Quarter and run him out of town. 

Marcel watched as he entered, a cocky grin on his lips as if he had known what was expected, but what he didn't expect to see was his sister standing beside Marcel, to see how her allegiance had fallen from him to her once lover. Anger, a hint of jealousy had coursed through him, lips pressed together in a hard line as his eyes flashed gold before seeping back to blue. ' I can't say i'm surprised, Rebekah. You have always been one to put your suitors before your own brother. ' 

The words slipped off, dripping in a sort of poison, burning his tongue as he spit out the last word of his sentence, obvious that he was ready to pounce. But before he could do anything he was surrounded by Marcels men, the vampires that he had taken control of, and it was like a game for him. He had allowed them to act as if they had complete dominance over him, but in reality he had been the one holding all the pieces. ' Is this your plan, Marcellus and my dear sister ? You are aware that I can't be killed. ' He mocked, arms outstretched as he stepped forward, his grin once again on his lips as he moved to the center of the courtyard and spun slightly.

' well have at it. '

Everything happened in a fury, vampires going after him, and at first it seemed as if they had the upper hand, the hybrid having found himself being dragged and beaten up, bitten by the vampires and there was a moment when everything had changed. When eyes had turned gold, but held the color, fangs protruding from his gums, but not those of a vampire, but of a wolf. The entire situation had been turned, him having taken complete control of the situation, biting and dominating over the creatures who had believed they had the chance, and Marcel had seen enough men go down, hearing Rebekah next to him begging for him to give in. To allow Klaus complete control for she knew that he was dead if he didn't stop it.

The news reached Davina by means of a knock at the door and it reached Marcel when he arrived at home to a smirk that had been permanently etched into his features.

' He knows about your alliance with the witch, brother. '

***

Marcel was in a rage when he entered the attic, trying to not hit anything for the things in the room weren't his, but the sense of betrayal, having to kneel down to Klaus, giving up everything he had earned and built to someone who he didn't feel deserved it. Too many emotions, not enough mental capacity to be able to handle it all. His fist had connected to a wall, a hole in the wake of his action, and he had turned to Davina who had looked scared while standing next to her canvas.

' It was you, you let him free . Davina what were you thinking? '

' Him waking up wasn't my intention, he offered me something I wanted, and while you might feel like you are responsible for me, I am old enough to make my own decisions. '

Anger seemed to seethe from him, eyebrows knit tightly as his fists balled up again, stepping towards her which had caused her to step back a few paces, knowing she could stop him, but also knowing that he could move faster than she could perform magic. ' You can't trust them, Davina. They are nothing but liars and murderers -- '

' And you aren't? '

Her words rang through the attic, once soft tone was now a bit harsher, edgier and she had wanted to scream, wanted to tell him that she didn't deserve to be locked up in the attic like some caged animal. That she had deserved to be free, deserved to live a life that wasn't hiding away and fearing for her life. ' You have killed, you have spilt blood. And you keep me locked up here, pretending that you care about my safety but you only want to use me so you can control the witches ! '

Her accusation had stunned the vampire, eyes wide as he tried to comprehend what she was saying, trying to find a way to convince her that he had not once sat there and thought of her as anything less than a human being who needed to be protected. But once Davina had something in her head, she ran with it, and he knew exactly who to blame, exactly who to point the finger at. ' Elijah put that into your head, didn't he ? He is trying to turn us against each other, he doesn't want something that can hurt him or his family ! ' His words sounded desperate in that moment, pleading with her, and it was obvious he wasn't going anywhere.

Scoffing at him she had turned and grabbed her phone, her bag and walked towards the door of the attic, hand up to block him from trying to move towards her. ' He isn't doing anything to put distance between us. The only thing he has said is that I deserve to be free. And if that counts for anything, i believe him . ' with that she had stepped out of the attic, closing the door behind her and descending the stairs and leaving the church, stepping into the business of the tourist affairs of New Orleans.

It didn't take her long to arrive where she had been anticipating to be, having found the place rather easily and she had been nervous to knock on the door and when she had she wanted to turn and run. But before she was even able to contemplate it fully the door was open and she had smiled warmly at the person, hands playing with the hem of her dress as her ceruleans moved to meet the persons.

' I don't know what to do, and I need somewhere to stay. Can I please crash here ? '