A Vampire's Love; the untold story

Chapter 7

* in New York *

Davina has already booked her ticket. She has already packed her stuff, but no one knows. She leaves the house and drives to the airport. After some hours, she leaves for New Orleans. She looks out of the plane's window as she arrives. 'Home sweet home' says sarcastically and later on, her flight comes to an end.

* in New Orleans *

Freya is in the attic that practices magic. Hope enters. 'Aunt Freya' she says. Freya lifts her head up. 'You came' Freya smiles, and hugs Hope and Hope hugs her back. 'I tried to cover your tracks from all the spells your classmates were doing. Your father couldn't know that you were heading to New Orleans. And no one can I know that I am the one that invited you here.' Hope nods and looks at her aunt and her eyes are full of wonder. 'How are we going to stop him aunt Freya?' she asks and Freya starts explaining the whole situation.

Marcel is in his loft. He has his guys looking for Hope too, the witches that has on his side doing powerful spells to track her. After all, he receives a call.

'Thierry, what do you have.. Mhm... She's been spotted at the French Quarter?... Are you sure?... Mhm.. Okay, good job Thierry'

He says and hangs up.

So our little tribrid has her father's diabolical mind.

He thinks. He doesn't inform Klaus, he's certain that he will find out soon enough. He shouts from the living room. 'Bekah!' Rebekah shows up. 'You do realize that I can hear you right?' she says and walks to him. 'Our little female version of Klaus is in the quarter. She just visited Freya's attic. So she didn't disappear, she just came back' Marcel gives a report about Hope to Rebekah. 'We have to tell Nik' she says. 'He will find out on his own, you don't have to worry about Klaus. What you have to worry about, is Elijah. He turned his humanity off, and he might have the urge to kill Kol, just like I do.' Rebekah sighs annoyed. 'You won't hurt Kol. Nor will Elijah.' 'I wouldn't be so sure about that' Marcel says. 'But let's leave family drama behind, we have more important things to do, don't we' Marcel says and smirks. 'Yes we do' he says and kisses her, leading her to the bedroom...

After spending some time with Rebekah, Marcel leaves. He walks around the corner, heading to Freya's attic. When he is just about to walk in, he hears Freya talking to Hope.

"...And no one can I know that I am the one that invited you here."

Now everything is so clear. His mind starts making so many scenarios about that. But he realizes.

Freya told Hope to come so Klaus won't sacrifice himself.

Marcel walks in. 'So..' he says. Hope turns around and sees him. 'Marcel' she smiles, runs towards him and hugs him tightly. He hugs her back, and he smiles. 'I've missed you Marcel' she says without breaking their hug. 'I've missed you too, little one' he says and smiles. Not long after, he pulls back. 'Hope, why did you come back?' he asks suspiciously. 'Umm' she tries to find an excuse. 'Don't bother Hope. Freya called you.' he says. 'How did you know?' Freya asks. 'It wasn't really difficult. Hope was nowhere to be found by the spells the witches did to locate her, no one knew where she was, and when she arrives, instead of going straight to Klaus to meet him first, she comes to you' he says being sure. 'Marcel you can't tell anyone about this' Freya says. 'She's right' Hope adds. Marcel looks at them. 'You can't stop Klaus. He will find a way. And if he finds out what you did', he says looking at Freya, 'you will be incredibly close to your end. And so will I. For now, I keep your secret. But Freya, Hope, my best advice is to go to him and spend those last days with him, make them full of light' he says and he seems sad too. True, for the record.

Marcel was like a son to Klaus. And Klaus was like a father to him. He raised him up, he taught him every single thing he knows. These days, this bond seems like it has faded, but in fact, it hasn't at all. Marcel is a grown man now, he can take care of himself, and his feelings. Klaus saw himself in that little boy, he once chose to raise up. 

Klaus, the bastard. The abomination. That's what his father always called him. Mikael was never a good father to Klaus. He despised him. He never accepted Klaus' true nature. Klaus wasn't just an Original Vampire. Magic gave him his immortality. But he was a werewolf by nature. He never was Mikael's child. He was the result of an indiscretion of Esther's. That's why Mikael hunted him and his siblings for centuries. His siblings, were Mikael's children, but since they decided to help their brother, Mikael started hunting them down as well.

Klaus never wanted to be like Mikael. And unlike Mikael would do, Klaus helped Marcel. He took him into his home, he considered him family. He became family. And then he was turned by Klaus. As years passed, Marcel loved Rebekah even more. But one thing he wanted more, was vampirism. He was constantly begging Klaus to turn him, but Klaus never thought that he was ready. Until one day, he was. 

Marcel lifts up his head thinking of all those things. He loves Klaus, more than he thought he could. He was hurt by Klaus of course, but when Klaus thought that Marcel was dead, he left, and mourned him, like he was his own son. Cause deep inside, they still love each other, they're family.

The thought of losing Klaus terrified him as much as it terrified Hope, and he couldn't lose him. But he knew that it was an honorable death, and it has been years since Klaus Mikaelson has done anything with honor. Hope didn't like that idea. But she couldn't do much. After some time, Marcel left the attic, receiving a text from Davina, for her return.

Davina texts Kol and Marcel. She looks around her hometown, the town she left behind a year ago.

In the compound, Kol talks with Klaus. 'Davina just texted me. She's back in town' he says. Klaus looks at him surprised. 'Maybe she will be useful after all. Maybe when Elijah sees her, hopefully he'll turn it back on.' Kol frowns. He is jealous of Elijah, and he knows it. 'Whatever. I have to go and take her. And she will stay here, so I expect you to keep an eye on our older brother' Kol says and leaves the compound.

On his way to Rousseau's, he feels someone following him. He looks around and sees no one. As he was walking, he spots his tall, always in a suit, brother. He looks at him. Elijah has turned his back on him, staring at a wall. 'Is it true?'Elijah asks. 'Is what true?' Kol asks back confused. Elijah turns his head, just a bit, not looking at Kol, though. 'Is it true, that she's back?' Elijah asks again. 'Why do you care, huh? Haven't you turned it off or something?' Kol raises an eyebrow. 'I have. I don't care' he says, but he lies.

All this time, all this, it was just a lie. He never turned it off. His feelings were there, especially his feelings for Davina. 'So, you won't hurt her' Kol tries to make sure that Davina will stay alive and safe. 'She can rot in hell, for all I care' he says, and even if Kol believes him, he doesn't even believe himself. Kol looks at him mad, and he leaves heading to the known bar of New Orleans. Elijah stands there, not knowing what to do.

I will just continue pretending. But first I have to see her. Or maybe not.

He doesn't know what's right. He wants to see her with his own eyes, that she is alive. But he just walks back to the compound. 

Guys this is the 7th part, I hope you like it <3