Match Made In Hell (Re-Writting)

Chapter 1 Act 2

"I never thought that I would drive from one place to the other just to pick you up," Claire said, lying against the car, looking at the shorter blonde girl walking towards her.

"I also never thought that I would work a case with you again. Did you let Jody know about this case? Or still operating the old way?" Marvel asked Claire as she put her bags in the car's trunk while smiling.

"She wouldn't let me check out any case if I told her so I am hunting." She said to Marvel. Claire and Marvel didn't start on the right foot in their friendship, Claire used to hate Marvel, The Winchesters, and Castiel since the Angel entered her father's body. Hence, he left his family there. Still, during the years they came across each other the girls had developed a friendship, especially since the moment Claire was about to turn into a werewolf, Marvel took it upon herself that if happened that Claire turned she would teach her everything she knew about being a werewolf, it didn't matter that they different kinds of werewolves.

"You know she would forgive you. But I understand, you feel like you let her down. But If it helps you didn't let her down, I know Jody well enough to say, she is incredibly proud of you being still alive hunting even without her permission." Marvel said to her knowing Claire had different reasons she had not told Jody the main reason for the werewolf incident. Claire simply smiled at the younger blonde girl who started the car.

They drove in silence as Marvel went all through the internet information which wasn't a lot, just some kids missing reports "So the first thing we need to do is ask the parents of victims about the children and where they were last seen. And check for any weird symbols. They could be getting used for a ritual." She said to Claire. "Which we can't do, since we look and are teenagers." Marvel scoffed annoyed.

"So then how are we going to do this?" Claire asked the girl confused.

"Modern way, my dear! There is everything on the internet and people love to gossip, especially about The French Quarter. I don't know if you know but The French Quarter is full of supernatural creatures, there are more Supernatural creatures than humans. Is a place that attracts tourists, so humans are mostly tourists." She said to the older girl who was driving the car.

"We can't base our whole belief on what you have heard and rumors," Claire said as they parked in front of a motel it was night. 

Marvel looked around watching the road, it was dark and eerie. The darkness of this city loomed like a cloud. "I know what I am talking about also rumors are based somewhere. Also this place stinks of magic especially dark magic. I have a feeling about it. When has my feelings ever gone wrong?" The smaller blonde said to Claire.

"Well I know you are a witch and all, but, I am just saying we can't rely on a feeling you have." Claire disagreed with the girl.

"We are not, we will do this like every case we do ask around for some gossip and look for clues and stuff," Marvel said following Claire into the lobby of the sketchy motel.

The girls headed to their room after making the booking. Marvel lay down on her bed opening her laptop to go again through the information they already had and the missing reports, trying to find some kind of clue she might have missed and again coming out empty-handed.

" So our back story is we are sisters from Lebanon, Kansas and we are here to have some fun just before I head to University," Claire said to the Blonde girl, Marvel nodded agreeing it was believable since they both shared some similar features like eye color, and hair color, both had pale completion, and also the attitude.

"As much as I like working with only you, University is where you should be Claire," Marvel said to her friend crossing her arms.

"Nope not having this conversation with you and if I am needed to go to University you need to be in high school," Claire said.

 "I am being homeschooled by Sam." Marvel crossed her arms. 

"Well university can wait and at the moment people are dying. So Let's go!" Claire said Marvel following the girl outside as they headed to the main road acting like they were watching the parade pretending to be sisters and discussing normal stuff sipping on their drinks.

She saw a man looking at her intensively, from across the road she tried to ignore and shake off the feeling that she knew him but she could still feel the eyes burning her skin especially her neck where her necklace pendant hung.

Marcel looked shocked at the blondes mostly at the younger one. He knew that symbol from miles away, the Mikaelson necklace dangled around her neck. She has to be Hope Mikaelson. Only Mikaelsons owned a necklace and even he, who was considered family a long time ago didn't have one.

Her features screamed Klaus Mikaelson, the aura different but similar to Klaus. You could take a look at her eyes and realize that she was Klaus's daughter. Since Marvel was lost what were the chances that she was Marvel, the missing tribrid, especially in the French Quarter, they were very slim in his eyes. "You are being a creep," Josh whispered to his leader.

"I am not," Marcel said to Josh and the younger vampire raised an eyebrow at him.

"One of the girls isn't human," Vincent stated walking beside Marcel and Josh. The leader nodded at the sorcerer.

"She is Hope Mikaelson," Marcel said. "She has to be Hope." He said to Vincent.

"Great Baby Mikaleson is on French Quarter, I give it 12 hours before the others show up," Josh said and Vinncen nodded.

"Mikaelsons are always bad news." The Sorcerer added. The duo of vampires agreed.

A man approached the girls forcing themselves into Claire touching the older blonde in inappropriate places. Marvel's protectiveness meter spiked up and she grabbed the man taller twice as her by the shirt pulling him away from Claire. "Don't you dare touch my sister, you creep." She said to him and punched him in the face.

"Yeah totally not human. He was twice her size." Josh said to them. The man threw curse words at them and Claire held back the smaller girl.

"Plan was lay low. You are attracting attention," Claire hissed at the girl, sending a glare to her, Marvel shined her eyes for a second and pouted like a child before turning to Claire.

"Sorry, I see a creep, I hit a creep, you know me," Marvel said and Claire rolled her eyes at the other blonde girl.

"Sometimes I forget we are related," Claire said to her and Marvel smirked.

"You are the one to talk and you love me!" Marvel said cheerfully to the older blonde as Claire pushed her shoulder.

"Well looks like she isn't Hope. False alarm." Josh said to his leader.

"No way she isn't Hope, no one owns a necklace like that except The Mikaelsons family," Marcel said to the other people not convinced that the girl wasn't  Hope.

"Maybe she found the necklace in an old shop and maybe her name starts with an M too" Josh suggested to Marcel.

"Marcel what was Hope's twin name," Vincent asked him, Marcel looked at him for a second.

"Marvel," Marcel said and all three of them hit a realization watching the girls who were joking around on the parade while keeping an eye open. "But she is dead," Marcel said.

"Great another Mikaelson like we didn't have enough of them," Josh said to the older man next to him. "So what is the plan?" He turned to Marcel.

"Since when Mikealsons are honest about most of the stuff," Vincent said.

"Keep an eye on them but be discreet," Marcel said to Josh.

"No need, she is coming this way." Josh panicked as the blondes walked towards them.

"Hello gentlemen, can  you direct us to the nearest restaurant of locals?" Marvel sent them a fake smile. Marcel looked at the girl he held when she was just born, that Mikaelson spark shining in her eyes. Determination, power, attitude, and loyalty. 

"We are starving from that long trip today," Claire said to Vincent who pointed at Rosseaus.