Waves • The Originals [2]

EIGHT

|08.| FOE NOT FRIEND

THE MIKAELSON BROTHERS GO TO WHAT THEY USED TO CALL HOME simply to speak with Marcel about where Cora has gone. Elijah insisted Hayley stay back home in case Cora does make her way back to the mansion and because she is a werewolf so she cannot be seen.

Dozens of vampires congregated in the courtyard of the compound, talking amongst themselves and having drinks. Marcel walks out onto the balcony, announcing that the night was Fight Night where the night walkers fought to get themselves a daylight ring and into the inner circle—become one of Marcel's trusted man or woman.

The first contenders get into the circle the vampires have created and begin fighting each other for the win. The woman successfully wins the match and has everyone cheering until Klaus appears from behind her, snapping her neck. After her body falls, the room falls silent.

"Good evening! I'd like a word," Klaus looks up at the balcony where Marcel stood.

"What do you think you're doing?" Marcel looks at the hybrid.

"It appears that we've interrupted a collection of filthy amateurs!" Elijah emerged from behind the crowd and into the circle. "We've come here for the girl. Give her to us, or we kill everyone here... starting with you."

"You two got a lot of nerve, coming into my home and making demands," Marcel states.

"Your home, is it?" Klaus chuckles and gives a fake smile.

"The girl! I will not ask again," Elijah grows angry by the second.

"I assume you're talking about Cora? Yay high, dark hair, bitchy attitude?" Marcel asks. "Who is she, anyway?"

"She's an old friend. You know how sentimental I am about old friends," Klaus slightly shrugs.

"Well, I ain't got her. And before you start whining, I did pay her a little visit earlier tonight. I was feeling nostalgic, so I took a trip out to the plantation where I used to be a slave. And, imagine my surprise when I realized that the Original family of vampires had taken up residence," Marcel explains what he did. "Your girl, Cora, answered the door, we exchanged hellos, that was it. You don't believe me? Look around. Hell, I'll even help you find her. But the question that I'd ask is: if Cora isn't here, then where is she?"

On the back roads of the Bayou, Cora's eyes flutter open and she blinks more to see herself in the back of a car. She looks at her wrists that are bound by zip ties and she gasps. She sits up to see an unknown person in the driver's seat and she looks at the back window, trying to kick it open and she managed to crack it. The driver stops the car and gets out to check the trunk. When he opens the back he tries to grab Cora, but she fights back by kicking him.

"Seriously?" The man says annoyed and Cora realizes who it is.

"Tyler?" Cora looks at him in shock.