(Based Off of Season One of The Originals)
Don't let the cover and description fool you
This is a fanfic that will grow as I write it. Im letting the story write itself
Marie Andrews, born of Crescent Wolf blood, a siphon.
Hayley Marshall. A Cresce...
I began my journey to New Orleans after I got Hayley's location off of Klaus' phone. I snuck out and began my walk of shame, even though I'm pretty sure he heard me leave.
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Hayley and I have been in New Orleans for a month now, sadly we still haven't found anything regarding her family. I feel so bad for her, she has always wanted to find her family but she hasn't. We've been going to a place in the French Quarter, a little place called Rousseau's since we've arrived. I've been obsessed with their chili cheese fries. It's like the best thing I've eaten.
"third time in here this week" Jane-Anne, the bartender, said to us as we sat down
"I'm obsessed with your fries Jane-Anne!" I tell her excitedly
"Seriously! I've never seen here eat so much. I'm surprised her jeans still fit." Hayley says laughing at me
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I look at her looking shocked, "How rude! I will have you know that I have a fast metabolism!" I tell my bestfriend and Jane-Anne laughs at us
"You know ladies in the ninth ward say my sister Sophie bleeds a piece of her soul into every dish." She says and looked to where her sister was working.
"Marie has been going with me to ask about my family in the Quarter" Hayley expressed as played with her moonlight ring I made her.
"And?"
"Nothing. Zero. I can't find a single person who remembers them." Hayley replies defeated and I grab her hand to squeeze in comfort.
"I've tried to pull all the magical strings, in my capability, to help her. But I'm beginning to think there's no one to find." I tell Jane-Anne
"That's because people like Hayley were run out of here years ago" Jane-Anne told us, Hayley's eyes gleamed with hope
"What do you mean, people like me?" Hayley said curiously as she took her hand away from mine to take a notepad out of her purse
Jane- Anne walked around the bar and pulled out a map, circling a single area. I take notice that she just so happened to be carrying around a map in her apron, I find it odd but looking at Hayley she doesn't suspect anything.
"In the Bayou, they call the werewolves, 'Roux-Ga-Roux' You guys head out there, You'll find what you're looking for."
Hayley took the map and we both looked at it.
"Do you think you can do anything witchy-woo with this information?" Hayley asked me
"Hayley I can't do magic on my own. I need to siphon something, and just siphoning you isn't that helpful."
