Phoenix Rising

1:11: The Harvest

I'm in Elijah's study with Kol and Hayley at the Compound as he's talking about witches. "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." He says and we see Klaus walk in. "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 says, smiling after we learned last night of drawings that Davina described as evil were a puzzle that formed a picture of Celeste and Elijah sighs. "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. I don't understand. Why all these sketches now?" Elijah says, sitting down next to Kol and I, across from Hayley. "Why does any witch do anything?" Klaus asks, sitting down in Elijah's desk chair. "The Harvest." I say and everyone looks at me. "If it's meant to happen every three hundred years, Celeste could use the final sacrifice of Davina to come back after taking it's magic, maybe even some other people, such as Esther." I say. "Poppycock. Esther cannot come back, she's dead. Again. And not even on New Orleans soil." Klaus says, pointing at me and we hear shattering from upstairs. "Well, that's going well." He says, smiling. "If you were trying to win the girl's trust, perhaps poisoning her one true love was not the most splendid idea. And perhaps Adam is right. We must be ready for anything if The Harvest even goes in motion." Elijah says, looking at the drawings and back up to Klaus. "Oh. Are there any more inopportune deaths you'd like to wave in my face?" Klaus asks. "Give me a month. I'll get you a list." Elijah says, sarcastically, smiling as Kol rolls his eyes at them and Klaus laughs before we hear another crash, and he sighs, sitting up. "Young, old, dead, or alive, witches are a pain in the ass." Klaus says, smiling and gets up, heading up the stairs as I start coughing some and Kol gets me water, but I drop the glass and it shatters to the floor as I cough more violently, and cough up dirt as I cry and a giant earthquake starts happening as I scream along with Davina upstairs and things start flying everywhere as Kol lifts me up and dashes me upstairs to see the same thing is happening to Davina and he lays me down gently as Kol shouts at Klaus. "What the bloody hell is going on?!" He shouts over the rumble of the earthquake that soon stops. "It's Davina. They're magically linked somehow. My guess is Harvest related." Klaus says before Davina and I both pass out.

We wake up to see Rebekah walk in and shuts the door behind her, walking over to us after looking behind her and then to us. "Hey. What kind of game do you think you two are playing? I said disrupt the household, not destroy the whole city." She says and we shake our heads. " I didn't do it. Not on purpose. I.. I don't know what's wrong with me. Klaus thinks it's Harvest related." Davina says as we both whimper. "And somehow.. I got linked with her during it. What happens to her, happens to me and vise versa." I say. "But how can it be if The Harvest is supposed to go away for good?" Rebekah asks and we shake our heads. "I don't know." I say.

I'm with Davina as we lay down next to each other, sighing. "We're gonna die, aren't we?" She asks, looking up at me and I shake my head. "No. We're gonna find a way to figure this Harvest shit out." I say, before we both scream and the Compound shakes again.

Rebekah and Kol are in Davina's room with us as he's holding my hand, gently and Rebekah is holding Davina's, telling us about what's happening to us. "Then comes wind, and since each stage is more intense than the last, let's just say you'll blow the roof off this place." Rebekah says and Kol kisses the top of my hand as I smile gently at him. "Then after the wind is water. Rain, flood.. but.. The last stage is fire, and since it's the last.. it'll be by far the worst." He says. "Burning the entire city of New Orleans to the ground, taking us with it." I say. "They want to complete The Harvest." Rebekah says and Davina shakes her head, scared. "No!" She exclaims. "The witches say you'll be resurrected." Rebekah says. "They're liars! They'll say anything to get what they want. Just like Marcel. Just like you." Davina says as we're both crying. "Davina, you may think that I don't care about you, but you're wrong. I know what it's like to have your life stripped away from you because of other people's bad decisions. How do you think I became a vampire?" Rebekah asks and I see Kol pull out a needle. "Kol.. Kol, what is that?" I ask, scared and shaking. "The more upset you become, the faster you deteriorate. I compelled up some sedative." Rebekah says. "No!" Davina exclaims as I start to struggle along with her. "We keep you both calm, we keep you both alive, Davina, Adam." Rebekah says as we both scream again and the wind starts howling. "No, please!" Davina exclaims as the lights flicker and we see her easel falls on the ground as Kol holds me down, injecting me with the sedative as Davina and I cry louder before hearing the wind subside and pass out.