MIKAELSON COMPOUND
Klaus, Nicole, Elijah, and Rebekah are discussing their current predicament while Elijah looks through an old book about witches throughout the ages. "The Italians call them strega. The Yoruba of West Africa call them aje, meaning mother. Where my mother was from, they called them häxa, and here we call them witch. Over the centuries, vampires have fought them and fought beside them, bedded them and burned them. Whether adversary or ally, they have been a force to be reckoned with. Their ancestral magic anchors this city. There's never been one all-powerful witch until Davina." Elijah said. "Who is now tucked in safe and sound down the hall under my protection. Your Celeste was quite beautiful and a portent of evil, according to our volatile artist in residence." Klaus said with a smirk. "Yes. Perhaps Davina's mistaken what she calls evil for power. Celeste was certainly very powerful in her day, but she's been dead for over two hundred years." Elijah said staring at the sketches. Nicole was rubbing her temples. "OK, I don't understand. If it's been over two hundred years; Why all these sketches now?" She said looking at Elijah. "Why does any witch do anything?" Klaus asked throwing his hands up.
Upstairs in Davina's room, Marcel has just arrived with food for her, but she stands up and screams at him, frightened. "Go away!" As she yells she telekinetically throws him against a wall. "Come on. You got to be starving. You haven't eaten since..." Davina cut him off. "Since your best friend killed my best friend?" Marcel put his hands up in surrender. "Davina, I'm sorry about what happened to this kid Tim." Marcel said. Davina is furious. "I'm sorry you don't hate Klaus for what he did or want to make him pay." Marcel tried to approach her. "He'll pay for what he did one way or the other, but right now, I just want to make peace with you." Davina scoffed at him. "Why? So we can be one big happy Frankenstein family?"
Downstairs in the living room, Klaus and Elijah are making themselves drinks at the bar while they listen to Davina and Marcel fight. "Well, that's going well." Klaus said unamused. "If you were trying to win the girl's trust, perhaps poisoning her one true love was not the most splendid idea." Elijah said. Nicole snickered. "Yeah Dad; bad move." Nicole said. "Oh. Are there any more inopportune deaths you two would like to wave in my face?" Klaus asked aggravated. "Give me a month. I'll get you list." Elijah said sarcastically. Nicole and Klaus chuckled. "Young, old, dead, or alive, witches are a pain in the ass." Nicole gave Klaus a dirty look. "Hello! Witch here!" She said waving her hand above her head. Elijah and Klaus smirked.
Back in Davina's room, Davina glares at Marcel for a moment before she begins vomiting up dirt all over her bed. Marcel begins to panic. "Davina, Davina!" Klaus and Nicole heard the commotion, enters the room to investigate. "What's with all the racket?" Klaus asks. Nicole comes next to him. They both stop in their tracks when they see Davina still throwing up soil. "Bloody hell." Klaus says. Nicole just stares at Davina in horror.
In the living room, Hayley, who looks guilty, joins Elijah. "Elijah? There's something you need to know." Suddenly, the house begins to shake violently, as though it's an earthquake. Concerned, the two walk out onto the balcony overlooking the courtyard, where they find Rebekah and Jeremy looking around in confusion. "What the hell is going on?" Rebekah asks. Klaus walks out to join them. Nicole is looking grim. "Davina." Klaus says. Everyone looks around at each other scared and confused.
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