Origins of Magic

Chapter 15 - Black Christmas

Warnings: I do not own the rights to the television series "The Originals", "Vampire Diaries", or "Legacies" and do not own any of the characters within the TVD universe, I am making no profit from this and have no intention for this fanfiction series except for readers to enjoy.
15+ Mild to Strong Violence, Strong Language, Witchcraft, sexual scenes, and sexual references.
F/F, F/M, M/M, Other.

The Day Before Christmas

Kayne Black and his older brother Magnus had spent a long time travelling the world together in the hopes of finding a lead of where Magnus' missing part was as Kayne hoped to restore his brother to his former glory, despite Magnus' distrust of his younger brother. Both brothers grew more and more frustrated with the lack of results which continued to strain their already fragile relationship leading to many fallouts between them as they continued their search.
"So, in other words you are of no use to me!" Kayne complained as he lifted his right hand and magically snapped the neck of a male witch, the witch falling to the dirt within the woods completely lifeless, as Magnus stood behind his brother, far from amused by his antics.
"Did you really have to kill him?" Magnus asked his younger brother.
"Look at you, building up a conscious, tell me brother where was these morals when you burned me alive?" Kayne asked rhetorically, before going on to say. "He knew nothing which meant he was completely useless to me and if he lived, he'd let word slip about our family's plan to restore ourselves at the top of the food chain...I mean it is bad enough the originals know our secrets let alone the witches we created."
"I just think if we ever want to be considered royalty among the witches again then we probably should not go around killing them all." Magnus argued. "It also does not help you've spent centuries massacring them to prolong your life all these years."
"Oh Magnus, I am fond of the witches and their creations but do not get me wrong for one moment I'd rather die than play kings and queens with you and our sisters again...yes I want you all restored like me, but I'm done playing witch games." Kayne explained to his older brother. "Once we are all restored, we can finally be us...that is the only gift we need, not illusions of some kingdom."
"So, your big master plan is to give the four most power hungry beings in the world even more power and then expect none of us all to do something with this power?" Magnus asked him, unable to find any logic in his brother's plans.
"I honestly never thought about it like that..." Kayne admitted, beginning to rethink his plans for a moment. "No, once all your memories are returned you will see the truth."
"Maybe but tell me how much the truth has changed who you are?" Magnus questioned his brother, believing his brother was no different than before having his full memories restored.

Annabella Black had once again found herself alone, having been months since she had seen her siblings or anyone else, she knew, as she had now found herself spending all her time desperately searching for a lead towards finding a key to restoring herself despite constant dead ends and little to nothing to go on and she was beginning to think it was time to quit her search like her younger sister Primrose had done already.
"You're spending Christmas with Kol and his human family?" Bella said in shock, while sitting on a bench within a busy street in the French Quarter of New Orleans and on the phone to her sister Rose. "Wait...their leaving you alone with children...if you need me to cast a spell, I could be there...you sure you have it...yeah okay..."
Before Bella could begin to utter any more words on the phone call, her sister had hung up, making it clear to Bella that she was far from forgiven for all her manipulations and lies over the centuries, to which she could not blame her sister for but still it sucked not being needed by her and since Kayne was currently more powerful than them all it is not like he needed her.
Which is why Bella found herself back in New Orleans hoping to get a glance of Rebekah, the only person outside of her siblings that meant anything to her, hoping to see her or even to share a conversation with the original female vampire, anything to make her feel any less alone during Christmas time but sadly alone is what she would be, having not known no Mikaelson was currently in the city, as all were attending Hope's wedding in Mystic Falls.
"So, I've been trying to work out who you were since you first came to my city a few days ago and then the rumour mill quickly got spilling the secrets of your rather complicated family tree." Marcel stated after speeding his way to now stand in front of the powerful witch. "Are you the one whose as crazy as Kol or the one who had something with Rebekah? I know you're not the one who had something going on with Klaus..."
"I'm Annabella Black and judging by the amount of power I can feel coming from you and how it is somehow stronger than that of an original tells me you are Marcel Gerard." Bella replied as she stood up to face the upgraded original. "I was believed to think you had abandoned New Orleans after your brief marriage to Rebekah Mikaelson."
"I took a break from the family yeah, but I never took a break from this city." Marcel admitted to her. "Although even I know there's no Mikaelsons in town as my sort of sister Hope is getting married right about now."
"I got that message, a little late but still the message has been received." Bella told him, trying to hide her sadness over missing Rebekah.
"This is going to sound out of the blue but...how would you like to spend Christmas with me?" Marcel asked the bewitching beauty, shocking her by the invitation. "I can tell a lonely face and it just so happens I am also lonely this Christmas...nothing sinister I promise, just consider it a thank you from me for bringing black Klaus heck I'm even a little grateful you brought back Elijah."
"Connections with the Mikaelsons are never straight forward." Bella laughed, before going on to say with great sarcasm. "Two exes of the same woman spending Christmas together...what could possibly go wrong?"