Season1 Episode 4 girl in new orleans

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No-one’s POV

Klaus (voiceover) says “My siblings and I are the first vampires in all of history, the Originals. 300 years ago, we helped build New Orleans. Now, we have returned to find the city has a new king, who rules with the aid of a powerful girl. They've taken possession of my brother, Elijah. A coven of witches want this girl for themselves; they seek to enlist my help, using my unborn child as leverage, though I suspect they have ulterior motives. So, I've made a plan of my own: I will free my brother, and reclaim the city for my family. Then, I will be king.”

ST. ANN'S CATHOLIC CHURCH; DAVINA'S ROOM; MIKAELSON MANSIONEdit

The young witch Davina is kneeled infrount of a coffin with the oldest brother  and takes out the dagger that has been plundeged in to his heart Klaus countinues (voiceover) “Over the course of my life, I've encountered no shortage of those who would presume to speak of good and evil. Such terms mean nothing. People do what is in their best interest, regardless of who gets hurt. Is it evil to take what one wants? To satisfy hunger, even if doing so will cause another suffering? What some would call evil, I believe to be an appropriate response to a harsh and unfair world.”

Niklaus was in an office looking at a painting along with the waitress

“ No offense, but I'm not sure I follow why you've invited me here.” The young women asked 

“Because I enjoy your company. And I sense that you have the capacity for understanding someone of my... complexity. You see, I returned to New Orleans to investigate a threat posed against me. What I found was a young woman, pregnant, in need of protection. My brother, always the do-gooder, tried to manipulate me into helping her—he thought it might redeem me. Trouble is, I've since learned of another young woman—a girl, really, one with vast potential—held in captivity by a tyrant. I want to help both of these women—protect one and free the other. So, tell me, Cami—does that sound evil to you?” the Hybrid replied

  “I don't believe in evil as a diagnosis. I think you have unstable personal relationships, stress-related paranoia, chronic anger issues, fear of abandonment. I think you could benefit from talking to someone. Professionally.” She said to him and Klaus smiled at her

“I think I prefer to talk to you. So, I'm going to offer you a job, as my stenographer.” Klause asked the blond women “Okay, what are we writing?” she asked

 “My memoirs, of course. Someone should know my story. And it will give us time to discuss other riveting subjects, like your handsome suitor, Marcel.” He replied to her

 “ Excuse me? My private life is–“ she started before getting cut of by Niklaus

 “Your private life is, as it turns out, essential to my plans. You see, Marcel wants you. And, because of that, he will trust you, which serves me. The thing is, the French Quarter is on the verge of war. On the one side there's me, and on the other, Marcel. Along with a very powerful witch and an army of vampires.” Shoch and fright crossed over Camillies face

“WHAT?” she shrieked Klause speed over to her and held her against the wall and compeled her

 “ You're frightened. Don't be.” He said and she was no longer frightened of the Hybrid

“I'm not scared anymore. That's... amazing. How did you...?” cami asked with a puzzle exprecian

“It's called compulsion. It's a neat bit of vampire trickery. I'll tell you all about it. But first, let's talk a little more about Marcel.” He answered and cami just stared up at him in aww

ROSEALINDA POV

I was in the mikeason manner sat next to bekkah as she typed away on her laptop and the Werewolf  was sat looking through a book talking to the elder  “I told you Agnes, I feel great!” Hayley said “You are overdue for a checkup.” Replied the elder witch” What am I gonna do? Pop into the Quarter for a quick ultrasound? A pregnant werewolf escorted by a witch—nothing to see here!” Hayley replied trying to make a joke “A lot of vomen would kill to have a child. It ztrikez me as odd that you're not taking vetter care of yourz.” I said to her and bekkah looked up from typing and nodded “I know a doctor out in the bayou. Off the beaten path. Now, I took the liberty of making an appointment for you. Tonight, after-hours, just us. Vampires will never get word of it.” Said Agnes Hayley looked in thought for a minuet and then rolled her eyes “ Okay, fine. Bayou-baby-doctor it is.” She huffed Agnes and Hayley left me and bekkah and we was looking at a satellite photo of the French quarter when the door opens and Niklaus walked in “Please, sisters, tell me you're not still at it with the internet search. How does one begin, anyway? Just type in "anonymous attic?"” he asked and i rolled my eyes ashe poured hiself a scotch “Someone has to find Elijah, even if we have to search every bloody attic in New Orleans.” She snapped back to nik “Like looking for a needle in a rather large pile of needles.” He said and i just looked at him and watch bekkah type on her computer “I remember details about the attic Marcel took me to. There were shutters on the windows behind Elijah's coffin.” She said “Well, that should narrow it down immensely. Myself, I prefer actual strategy as opposed to mind-numbing labor. Marcel's delay in returning our brother makes me suspect he's no longer in charge of the situation. If Davina's loyalty to Marcel is strained, perhaps the young witch will be open to discussing a new alliance.” He said and i smiled bitterly at him and said “Az uzual, your pover gravs are more important than rezcuing your brother.” I said to him and he shrugs “I prefer to think of it as killing two birds with one stone. Rob Marcel of his secret weapon, bring our brother home.” I glared at him and bekah gave him a tight smile.

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