~Previously on Dragon's Keeper~
Sophie and Maybeth turn to get out of the pool, but MayBeth stops Sophie at the steps. "I know you were just using me to save your people, but try it again, and I'll kill you." Maybeth says and leaves, and Sophie sighs in defeat.
MIKAELSON MANSION
Rebekah walks into Elijah's bedroom as he's finishing getting dressed in dry clothes, and stands in the doorway. "The unlinking worked! Maybe now we can make plans--" Rebekah says. "Not now, Rebekah. Can we discuss this when I return?" Elijah say and walks toward the door in a hurry. Rebekah's face turns serious. "I won't be here when you return." She says seriously. Elijah stops walking and turns to Rebekah. "That sounds like a goodbye." He says. "...I guess it is. I only came to New Orleans to make sure you were safe. You are. I thought that I might be able to convince you to come with me, but here you are, rushing into whatever Klaus and Marcel and the witches have cooked up. And I finally get it." Rebekah tears up. "You'll never leave this city. You'll never leave Klaus." Rebekah says. Elijah looks at her, and then walks toward her. "Then you should stay." Elijah tries to convinces. Rebekah just shakes head. "This thing that you and Klaus and Marcel have, I want no part of it." She says as tears fall down her cheeks. "I just want to be free." Rebekah continues. "Well, then, go." Elijah says sadly and kisses her on the cheek. "You are free!" Elijah leaves, and Rebekah tries to compose herself.
THE ABBATOIR
Marcel finishes his drink as Rebekah walks into the room. "Rebekah. Twice in one night. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Marcel says. "Call me old-fashioned, but I believe farewells are best in person." Rebekah says. Marcel inhales sharply. "You got Elijah back, and now you two are gonna tuck-tail and run? Smart girl. Have a nice life." Marcel says. "He's staying. And I'm not running, I'm disembarking a sinking ship." Rebekah states. "People have been saying this city's been sinking since I was a boy. It ain't going anywhere. But hey!" Marcel grabs bottle of scotch. "How 'bout one for the road?" He says as he pours a glass. "Why? So you can liquor me up and convince me to stay?" Rebekah says. Marcel stands up and gets in her face. "Why else did you come here?" Marcel asks. "I came to say goodbye." Rebekah says. Marcel whispers in her ear. "Then say it." Marcel says. The stare into each other's eyes for a moment. "Forget it." She turns to leave, but Marcel grabs her wrist and pulls him toward her, kissing her. She pushes him away and glares at him for a moment, but then runs up to him and starts kissing him. He pushes her away and they start to undress as they make out. Rebekah shoves him onto a chair and sits on his lap as they start to have sex.
ST. ANN'S CATHOLIC CHURCH
Klaus, Agnes, and Father Kieran are still arguing. "You're a piece of work, Agnes. But, guess what? I'm quite a piece of work myself. You know, I contemplated leaving bits of you artfully arranged outside your family's tomb? I thought it would leave a fitting message." Klaus zooms over to Agnes and pulls her up into a chokehold. Don't. Touch. My. Family. .Elijah enters and approaches them. "Leave her." Elijah says. Klaus pulls Agnes into a headlock and stands back as he watches Elijah walk down the aisle. "I gave my word." Elijah says. Father Kieran stands up to greet Elijah. "You tend to give your word at the most inopportune times, brother. We've been doing things your way all day. Come on! Just one little snap and it's "Toodle-loo, Agnes." She deserves it!" Klaus says. "Niklaus, don't make another move. You have asked for my forgiveness. I will grant you that forgiveness, but do not make me break my word." Elijah says. Klaus glares at his brother as he considers it. After a moment, he lets Agnes go. Klaus opens arms wide. "My noble brother, how was that for personal growth, eh? Still, it is just like you to spoil all of my fun." He says. Elijah stares Agnes in the eyes. "Oh, not exactly." Elijah says as zooms over to one of the men who helped Agnes and rips his heart out, throws a second man up into the air, and does the same to a third as he rips out the man's heart. He turns to Klaus with a bloody heart in each hand, and drops them to the floor. He pulls out his pocket square to wipe his hands as Agnes stares in horror, and Klaus grins proudly behind her. "Now, I swore you would not die by my brother's hand. I said nothing of my own." Elijah says and grabs Agnes in a chokehold and pushes her backwards. "Nobody hurts my family and lives." Elijah says and snaps her neck, he then turns to leave. "No one."
THE ABBATOIR
Rebekah leans on the balcony railing and looks at the people on the street, wearing Marcel's button-up shirt. He comes up behind her and nuzzles at her neck. "Mmm. I've been away from this home almost a hundred years, and you haven't changed a thing in my bedroom." Rebekah says. "I guess I was holding out hope that you'd come back to it. Though, I imagine it's not quite as comfortable as those beds at the Palace Royale Hotel." Marcel says. Rebekah smiles awkwardly. "It's plenty comfortable!" She turns to her bag. "I'm famished!" She pulls an apple out of her bag and offers it to him. "Nah, apples aren't my thing." Marcel says. "They were your favorite, once upon a time." Rebekah says. "Ah, they were! I'd get my ass beat if I ever ate them working on that plantation. Even the spoiled ones. Now, they just remind me of a time when I couldn't have things." Marcel says. Rebekah leans against Marcel and grabs his arms. "Well, now you can have whatever you want. Come with me." Rebekah asks. "And go where, Rebekah?" Marcel asks. "Wherever we want to! We can build a home together, we can leave behind Klaus, this city, and those Orphan-Annie vampires..." Rebekah starts. "Whoa, whoa, those "Orphan-Annie vampires" are my family, and this city is my home." Marcel continues. "It was my home, too, once. I left." Rebekah says. "You ran. I stayed! This empire thrives because of me, and you want me to run? A man does not run from his home!" Marcel says. "I've lived a lot longer than you have, Marcellus. I have seen kings rise, and fall, but there is one thing I know to be true. It is that no matter how matter how big your empire becomes, it is nothing if you have no one to share it with." Rebekah glares at him. "You want New Orleans? Have it. I won't be here to stop you." She shoves the apple into his chest and leaves. Marcel stares out at the street as he thinks about what just happened. He looks at the apple, and brings it to his nose to smell it.
MIKAELSON MANSION
Josh has stopped by to find Klaus. MayBeth answers the door. "Where is he? I've been trying to find him all day. Marcel KNOWS that Klaus lied to him about where he lives." "I don't know, he's probably in the Quarter, Josh." MayBeth states. "Fine! Just...tell him to call me, please." Josh says. "Okay." MayBeth shuts door. Josh walks away from the house, not knowing that Marcel is standing behind the tree, and has heard the entire conversation. Marcel sees a bunch of apples that have fallen from the apple tree and onto the ground. He picks one up, and has a flashback to when Marcel was just a young boy, and was being whipped by a slavemaster. Young Marcel picks up an apple and lobs it at the man in anger. Marcel looks at the apple in his hand, and then looks over at the door. Someone knocks on the door again. MayBeth goes to answer, thinking it's Josh again, but it's Marcel. "Ugh, what the hell, Josh?" MayBeth say and opens door to find Marcel and is startled. Marcel smiles. "Hi there, mom. I don't think we've had a chance to talk!" Maybeth looks scared and angry.
OUTSIDE ROUSSEAU'S
Outside, Klaus angrily stomps away from the bar, but Marcel catches up with him. "Hey, where you been?" Marcel asks. Klaus stops walking, and rolls his eyes in annoyance before turning to Marcel. "Not still mad about our tiff the other night, are you?" Marcel continues. Klaus smiles fakely at Marcel. "Water under the bridge." He says. "I swung by your house earlier to commiserate over a drink, but I must have just missed you." Marcel says. "Oh, the Palace Royale didn't suit me, I moved on weeks ago." Klaus says. Marcel smiles and shakes his head. "Nooo, I mean your other place." He says.
MIKAELSON MANSION
Elijah comes home to find the house empty.. Elijah looks around. "MayBeth?" He calls out.
OUTSIDE ROUSSEAU'S
"Interesting location to put down your roots, the same plantation where I was a slave. I guess that's why you never invited me over." Marcel says. "Well, how rude of me. I'll speak to Elijah. I'm sure he'll be pleased to host you and Davina for the evening! Especially after you were so hospitable to him." Klaus smiles. Marcel smiles and chuckles. "Good! I look forward to it." He and Klaus continue to shake hands, but as soon as Marcel leaves, Klaus' smile disappears and begins to look worried.
MIKAELSON MANSION / REBEKAH'S RED CONVERTIBLE
Elijah calls Rebekah from the house, as she is on her way out of town in her car. Rebekah, on speakerphone. "Goodbye means goodbye, Elijah." She says. "Is she with you?" Elijah says worriedly. "What the hell are you talking about?" Rebekah says. "MayBeth's gone, where is she?" Elijah states. "WHAT?" Rebekah says. Klaus walks into MayBeth's room anxiously and joins Elijah. "Marcel was here." Klaus says. Elijah looks stunned, and absently drops the phone from his ear.
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Dragon's Keeper
FanfictionMayBeth Targaryen, lover to Niklaus Mikaelson, fights her way to protect her family. A family she's had for 1000 years. A Heretic. Witch and Vampire. Read to find out her journey through the ups and down all in the name of family. __________________...