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Origins of Magic

“The Originals” Fanfiction Series

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.

CHAPTER THREE HERE

Chapter Four - Between Heaven, Hell, and New Orleans

After a decade living in the afterlife Klaus Mikaelson and his brother Elijah had found a version of peace living together in a dream like version of the Abattoir in New Orleans with their loved ones which included; Camille O’Connell, Hayley Marshall and most surprisingly a grown up version of their youngest sibling Henrik Mikaelson. The option of seeing Henrik as anything but a child was new to both Klaus and Elijah and not only did it please them but it helped lift some of the weight of the guilt Klaus had carried for a thousand years for feeling responsible for his youngest sibling’s death. Noticeably missing through their family reunion after life, with the addition of honoree Mikaelson Hayley and the former psychologist bartender Cami, was the Mikaelson’s treacherous parents Esther and Mikael and their deadly aunt Dahlia, after all this was the brother’s version of heaven not hell. Although Klaus managed to find ways to check up on his daughter he never worried too much about her, knowing she would and eventually did find her way in the world making her prouder than he could ever have imagined being, allowing for him and his brother Elijah to be at peace with their deaths. The only problem is the living were not at peace while the two Mikaelson brothers remained dead leading to a trio of powerful witches casting a wicked spell snatching Klaus and Elijah from their heaven, bypassing hell and returning them to the land of the living, right to the city of New Orleans. “I knew hell was on hold!” Klaus stated as he woke up on the ground within the Lafayette Cemetery, sitting up to see Elijah stood above him, looking equally confused as to how they wound up there. “I am not too sure this is hell Niklaus, in fact if I were to take guess I’d go for, well I would say somebody with a heck of a lot of power just brought us back from the dead.” Elijah replied to his hybrid brother, as Klaus quickly rose to his feet. “Hope,” Klaus uttered, automatically fearing the worst about his daughter. “Hope does not know anything about me and yet I am here!” The now adult Henrik stated, as he appeared from behind a large gravestone. “I do not know what has brought us all back brothers, but I can tell you with certainty it is not Mikaelson magic.” “Actually brothers…” Rebekah announced as she vamp sped her way into the cemetery, confronting all three of her brothers, ready to admit her truth. “It was definitely Mikaelson meddling I just so happened to use a different source of magic to get the deed done.” Klaus, Elijah, and Henrik stood there in shock, surprised by Rebekah’s actions, unsure of why she had brought them back to life, fearing the answer would be far worse than it was. Meanwhile Rebekah turned to face Henrik, instantly feeling a connection with him but having only seen him as a child, not being able to work out his identity. “Who the bloody hell are you?” She asked, not knowing it was her youngest brother all grown up.

As the hours went by and the world around him continued to live Klaus Mikaelson began to slowly realize that there was no going back to the place, he had been for a decade of what he considered bliss. He had grown used to the place he and his brothers Elijah and Henrik had come to think of as a form of heaven and was at peace with himself for the first time ever but now he was back in New Orleans, a place that was once his home had now felt like nothing more than the thing blocking him from a much better fate all because his sister Rebekah Mikaelson missed them too much, something that would have touched Klaus if he was not so furious about it all. “You mean to say that there is literally nothing bloody wrong and yet you pull us back from death to what check in?” Klaus shouted at his sister within the compound, as he, Rebekah, Elijah, and Henrik stood by the empty fountain. “You died with the hollow inside of you how was I supposed to know you were not suffering an eternity in some kind of hell?” Rebekah snapped back at her brother, while Elijah and Henrik decided to just stand there and watch how the fight played out. “You were supposed to move on with your life like everybody else, you spent so long trying to get rid of me and then when you do you stop at nothing to bring me back!” Klaus continued to argue with his sister. “Yes, I for one would like to know how exactly you managed to bring us back and who exactly helped you.” Elijah told Rebekah, somewhat alarmed at the possible measures his sister went to bring them all back. “It was nothing bad Elijah I just called in some favors from old friends and they were more or less happy to oblige.” Rebekah replied, telling a half-truth to Elijah. “Well I for one am glad to have a chance at living once again just keep the werewolves from me this time around.” Henrik chimed in, only to be met by frustrated glances from his siblings, forgetting for a moment his brother Niklaus was a werewolf/vampire hybrid. “So, I admit I was rash and I will more than likely regret this decision sooner rather than later but I just hated the idea of everything moving on….Freya’s got a kid, Davina and Kol too and Klaus…your daughter…she’s getting married…how can you not be here for that?” Rebekah informed Klaus, shocking her brother by the admission his daughter was now engaged. “She’s engaged?” Klaus responded with a soft smile, genuinely happy for his daughter Hope. “Yeah to Caroline’s daughter…I guess Hope is better at getting the girl than you brother.” Rebekah teased him. “So, we are back here for a wedding? Seriously Rebekah I have come to expect this carelessness from Kol and Niklaus, but I thought better of you!” Elijah complained to his sister. “Also, if this is your logic why not bring back Hayley as well as us?” “Trust me I was all up for resurrecting every single person I ever lost but it was hard enough sale for the two of you.” Rebekah answered Elijah, before turning to Henrik. “Not sure how you wound up alive again and all grown up…that is giving me a headache trying to work out.” “If you did not rope my daughter into this ressurection party of yours just which old friends did you persuade or threaten?” Klaus wondered. “Please tell me it was not Bonnie Bennet she has already stopped my death once before and was quite honestly very righteous about it.” “The kind of magic which would resurrect two original vampires and possibly the hollow would have to be that of a great darkness, a Black magic darker than even our aunt Dahlia’s.” Elijah suggested, as he began realizing the truth. “Oh, Rebekah please tell me our lives are not owed to any of them….”

Although Rebekah was under the illusion the ressurection spell had worked perfectly with the delightful addition of her youngest brother Henrik, Annabella knew better in fact Henrik coming back was not the only thing that went awry with the spell that Bella, Kayne and Rose had cast, in fact as the Black siblings were about to realize very quickly the spell they had done together had caused all kinds of chaos with more awaiting not only them but the Mikaelson’s too. “I cannot believe we did not get the hollow one of you witches must have done something wrong!” Rose accused her siblings, as Rose, Kayne and Bella walked into a luxurious hotel room within New Orleans. “Who is to say you did not mess up? I mean you are hardly the wonder witch of the family!” Kayne snapped back at his sister. “Not gaining the power of the hollow are the last of our worries, I fear something is wrong, I can feel it in my bones I just cannot get my head around what.” Bella warned her siblings, eager to determine the extent of the damage from the spell the three of them cast. “You worry too much Annabella,” Kayne responded, dismissing his older sister’s worries. “The only thing we messed up on was bringing back the Mikaelson’s and getting nothing out of it!” “Speak for yourself Kayne, I for one struck a deal with Rebekah from the very beginning I may not have the hollow, but I am sticking around here until I get something else, I want.” Rose revealed to them both. “Of course, I first have to work out something that is really going to make Rebekah’s life a living hell.” “So, you had a back up plan all this time?” Kayne furiously shouted at Rose. “Guess I am fool for thinking you actually cared for either of us…you have not changed one bit!” “Oh, please you already said yes the minute Rebekah asked anything for the man who would rather be dead then be anywhere near you!” Rose cruelly taunted her brother, before turning to Bella. “And you…what do you get now that Rebekah’s got her use out of you? Yeah, that is right you will go back to hiding from the rest of the world.” “Can we please just stop attacking each other for one second so we can work out the amount of damage we have caused with that god damn spell?” Bella shouted, eager to get her siblings to stop fighting with each other and her. Suddenly, the sound of a loud knocking noise coming from their hotel door had stopped the three siblings in mid fight as they looked among themselves trying to figure out who would be knocking on the door; Bella fearing it would be a newly revived Elijah issuing an polite warning about leaving New Orleans, Kayne fearing he would be reunited with Klaus and Rose hoping it was anyone or anything that would get her away from her family. “I guess I will get it then,” Rose said as she walked over to the hotel room door. “Honestly, you would think neither of you were all powerful witches…” As Rose swung the door open neither her, Kayne or Bella could prepare themselves for who stood in their doorway ready to greet the bewitching siblings. “So, you are the witches who have went and screwed up death!” Katherine Pierce greeted the three siblings as she stood within their doorway, Bella instantly realizing in that moment they had brought back more than just Klaus and Elijah. “I just wanted to say thanks for old time’s sake before I get the hell out of this city…which if I were you guys I would do the exact same before Klaus gets pissed and decides to kill the lot of you!” “Katerina Petrova?” Bella managed to say, while still in shock from Katherine’s arrival. “How exactly did we screw up death?” A clueless Kayne asked the female vampire. “Wow, you did not even mean to do it did use?” Katherine laughed at them. “In that case I’d highly advise getting the hell out of here before Mikael arrives…. oh well I’ve done my good deed for the century…it was good seeing you again Annabella.” Before Bella could muster up anymore words and before Kayne had any chance to ask Katherine any questions about her claim about him and his sisters screwing up death, Katherine Pierce had already vamp sped out of sight all too eager to get as far away from the chaos that was most definitely about to follow. “I guess you were right Annabella,” Rose said as she turned to face her sister. “Just one question in what way did we just screw up death?” “In a really bad way…” Kayne said with a look on horror on his face, which caught his sisters’ attention as they turned to look at what he was staring blankly at, only to see their brother Magnus Black was now stood in the doorway.

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Origins of Magic

PART ONE HERE

Chapter 11 - A Hybrid in Greece (Part Two)

Klaus and Davina stood within the underground tomb located somewhere underneath the city of Athens, Greece, standing in front of the now half opened stone coffin where a man who looked like he was in his late 40s lay, the man in question being the supreme witch of the light coven, the coven of Divinity, Auxentios who lay there lifeless, although it may have been the supreme witch’s body, another spirit was about to inhabit it, the spirit of Kayne Black. “What the bloody hell?” Kayne wondered, as he opened the eyes of his new body, before climbing out of its coffin. “Of all the comebacks in all of the worlds, how the hell have I wound up here?” “Wait, you did not expect Estevan to dump your body in this ancient witch’s?” Davina asked, confused by Kayne’s shock, as Klaus remained too shocked himself to talk. “Well I figured things would be trickier this time around considering I have no body, but I did not expect to be in the body of my sister and brother’s possible father that’s for sure.” Kayne admitted to the harvest witch, as he now stood in front of her, in the body of supreme witch Auxentios. “I guess Estevan thought it would level the playing field but considering my mother was the woman who put Auxentios here in the first place…wait where is Estevan?” “He...” Davina began to say but was quickly interrupted by Klaus. “He sacrificed himself to bring you back he said he did not want to hurt another innocent that you should not feel guilty, he’ll be happy knowing you get to live again.” Klaus said, finally managing to speak, his urge to comfort Kayne overweighing his shock for the situation. “Oh,” Kayne said with a sigh of sadness, as tears formed in the eyes of the man he was now possessing. “I guess he really committed to that no killing anybody stick…he will be missed but his sacrifice will not go in vain.” “He will be missed?” Davina questioned her fellow witch. “The guy was your husband and all you have is he will be missed?” “Do not get me wrong I am deeply saddened for the death of a dear, incredible and trusting friend but a marriage of love it was never.” Kayne explained to her. “Our ill advised marriage was a power play because of Estevan’s status among the dead it turned into a great friendship that lasted centuries, one that taught me many things about my own mortality but love was something I learned not to mess with a long time ago…” “Yes, on that note we should really get to your plan on killing this bitch of a mother of yours and getting my siblings back from her imprisonment.” Klaus stated, eager to change the current conversation, eager also to get back to their main mission. “Save your siblings and my siblings Niklaus, I’m not back within this mortal realm to be played like a puppet, your siblings will be saved as will mine but first I need to make a quick stop within this city, to see an old friend who just so happens to also be an old foe.” Kayne replied to Klaus, making sure the importance of saving his family was known to both the hybrid and Davina, while cryptically also pointing out that their time in Athens had not quite come to an end.

Kayne Black stood there in nothing but a towel within his hotel room in Athens, looking at his reflection on the glass of his hotel window, uneasy with the sight of someone else looking back at him, as he began wondering if he could ever get used to this new reflection or even if he’d have the time to do so considering his brother Magnus would try to kill him once again, and if he did not their mother sure would. “If it makes you feel any better this older version of you is almost as hot as your original body.” Klaus stated after vamp speeding his way into Kayne’s hotel room. “Yeah considering I was all too recently burned alive, hot is probably the worst thing to describe my new body.” Kayne joked, as he turned around to face the original hybrid. “I was hoping Estevan wake make the most of what my sisters and I broke and found a way to bring me back in my own body, however, I’m sure he had his reasons for my current state and whatever they are I cannot argue with them considering it cost him his life.” “Do you remember that day you and I got lost in the woods?” Klaus asked him, catching the witch off guard with his question. “Those woods were treacherous I got lost in them many times, if it were not for spells and potions I’d still be lost in those woods.” Kayne replied, pretending not to know what Klaus really meant. “I mean the day we got lost and chose to remain lost for what felt like days…” Klaus reminisced with a soft smile on his face. “How we completely lost ourselves in each other, left no surface of the others untouched…and longed to spend all of eternity in that glorious moment.” “I tend not to look backwards, especially on beautiful lies…I may never have truly loved again after you Niklaus but Estevan gave me something you could not, a true love, perhaps not the one in stories but his loyalty was everything to me.” Kayne admitted to his former lover. “The focus now is for Estevan’s sacrifice to not be in vain, that we do not allow Annabella, Kol, Primrose, Rebekah or Elijah to die as well as him.” “What makes you think your mother has taken your siblings hostage too?” Klaus questioned the witch. “She is their mother as well as yours and it was not her who killed you but your brother…” “As for Magnus we killed him first so that is nothing more than a petty grievance to be worked out brother to brother, however, my mother is diabolical in every way and I cannot nor will not allow her corrupt my sisters any further.” Kayne responded to Klaus, knowing his siblings were far from innocent, but refusing to believe they were as bad as their mother. “I am thankful you trusted me enough that I am standing here but I need to know that I can trust you before we go any further.” “Do you even need to ask?” Klaus wondered, hurt by this, but understanding it at the same time considering their complicated past. “I may not have the same heart to break like you did once before but my siblings are the only constant left in my life so I am going to trust you Niklaus Mikaelson but I promise you my mother will seem like a wall flower in comparison if you so much as harm a hair on my siblings’ heads.” Kayne both threatened and promised the man he once loved.

Klaus, Davina and Kayne had found themselves in the backroom of a local restaurant, located within the city of Athens, having walked straight through the busy restaurant, the customers and employees instantly enchanted by a spell that took Kayne mere moments to cast as they walked through the restaurant and into the back room, as they now stood in front of a seemingly plain brick wall. Kayne gave Klaus a not so knowing look, not so knowing because Kayne was now wearing a new face, which told Klaus what he had to do, and wasting no time at all, Klaus began charging at the wall with his superior speed, attacking it again and again until he broke through it revealing another shocking scene for both Klaus and Davina. “I think I’m going to have to move to Athens!” Davina declared, as she and Klaus looked on in shock as they saw a room covered in ancient marble from floors, walls, to ceiling as a pure golden fountain with no water springing from it. “Okay can we spare the dramatics this time around and just get to the bloody reasoning as to why the hell this whole theatrical charade is needed right now!” Klaus snapped at Kane furiously, having had enough of his time in Greece. “It is simple enough inside this fountain holds the last remaining bone of the real original witch, the one who granted the first covens their power.” Kayne informed them both as he walked into the marble room and began walking over to the fountain made of gold. “Wielding into a blade made of bone, I believe that the hollow’s followers or foes copied our method of thought where that is concerned…however this blade wields the power to strip any witch of all their power forever not to mention delivering a killer blow while doing so.” “It’s always knives or daggers with this family.” Davina complained, unamused by Kayne’s reveal, as Kayne pulled the bone blade out of the gold fountain and held in his hands, looking at it with admiration. “So, all we have to do is stab the bitch and all our problems are solved?” Klaus asked Kayne, completely unconvinced. “If it was that easy why did we have to resurrect you?” “Because if I am right the blade’s power can only be harnessed by the blood of its descendants which means its either made for Auxentios or Sapphire…let it is not the latter considering that I’m no longer of her blood in this body.” Kayne continued to reveal to both Davina and Klaus, as he began cutting his hand with the bone blade, waiting for a reaction from the blade. “It does not take a genius to work out no sign is a bad sign here…” Davina guessed out loud, only to quickly be silenced as the blade made of bone began levitating itself out of Kayne’s hands before launching itself into his chest, causing Kayne to fall onto his knees as he struggled with the pain, making a worried Klaus vamp speed over to him. “What’s happening?” Klaus frantically asked while trying to hold a clearly in pain Kayne. “This part was not mentioned…” Kayne said as the pain inside of his chest suddenly stopped, and he slowly stood back up. “With the risk of being too literal I think this body I’ve found myself is now officially the weapon against my mother.”

Greece had brought many surprises to Klaus and Davina including the introduction and death of the mysterious necromancing Estevan, the revival of Kayne in the body of ancient witch Auxentios and a trip to a local restaurant to find a mystical dagger which had now implanted itself in the body of Auxentios which was also possessed by the spirit of Kayne. However, Greece was not having all the fun, or better put all the magic was not residing within the city of Athens, as meanwhile in the city of New Orleans, Rebekah had found herself trapped within a dungeon under the compound after a showdown with the supreme witch Sapphire Black. “I cannot believe that after everything your mother has done, the fact you killed the bitch in the first place and her complete lack of interest over your brother’s death, and yet you are playing the part of mummy’s little golden girl.” Rebekah snapped at Annabella, who walked up to Rebekah’s cage door, holding a bag of blood for the original vampire to drink. “I have lived a very long-life Rebekah, a life even longer than yours and I have never met any witch anywhere near as powerful as my mother. It took Magnus and I all we had to take her down the first time and even then, we had luck and surprise on our side.” Bella attempted to explain to Rebekah. “She could fix what we broke without even trying and I’d never seen Kayne again…I cannot think of a fate worse than that…you of all people should understand that.” “What I understand Annabella, is the fierce woman whom I once loved has wavered over the centuries into a shell of who she used to be…you protected Primrose and Kayne by killing your mother and then your brother.” Rebekah argued with her. “That woman would have found a way to save her siblings and put her mother back in the ground where she belongs.” Before Bella had a chance to respond to Rebekah or think over the original vampire’s words, Bella had found herself falling to the ground unconscious, as Rebekah was shocked to now see Rose stood in Bella’s place, holding a rock in her hands before dropping it to the ground. “Listen blondie, I do not like you and you do not like me however, I hate my bitch mother way more and that bastard Magnus is going to die the moment I get close enough for what he did to my brother!” Rose revealed to the Mikaelson sister, making it clear to her enemy that they were now allies. “How about you and I show my dear mother who the real big bitches of this world really are?” “I cannot believe I am saying this Rose, but you are quickly beginning to become my favorite.” Rebekah said with a sinister smile, ready to get some revenge, Mikaelson style.

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Origins of Magic

“The Originals” Fanfiction Series

CHAPTER FOUR HERE

Chapter 5 - The Black Family Origins

A long time ago…before vampires and even werewolves there were witches and even longer time before that there were two covens known as the light and dark, the light served nature and were considered good and the dark drew it’s magic from more twisted sources like death and were often considered evil. These two covens were the first witches even noted throughout history, records of them being lost and long forgotten to the point as centuries went by the legend of them became but a myth. However, the existence of them was anything but a myth, their secrets hiding the mystery to the origins of how witches came to be. Over the centuries these two covens grew into many different bloodlines creating all new branches of magic and powerful witch families such as the Bennet’s, the Parker’s and the Mikaelson’s but very few believe their power descended from these two covens and even if they did it would be impossible to tell if they originated from the light or the dark. Each of these covens had a supreme witch; the one regarded as the most powerful amongst them and one particular supreme witch, that of the dark coven had a very special connect to four powerful witches, after all she was their mother. Annabella, Magnus, Kayne, and Primrose were the children of the dark coven’s supreme witch Sapphire making the Black siblings’ direct descendants to the original witches and therefore witch royalty, neither of them knowing who their father was due to their mother’s disbelief in monogamy or disclosing any of her many secrets to her offspring. No one knows how the covens were created or how they wound up separating or even the events that transpired afterwards, however Sapphire’s children made the most of their royal heritage until it their claim to this self-created magical kingdom proved to be their undoing concluding in the death of the oldest brother Magnus Black.

“How is this…” Bella began to say as she, Kayne and Rose remained in shock, stood in their hotel room with their previously dead brother Magnus stood in front of them. “Possible, yeah I bet when the three of you teamed up to murder me you never thought you would ever have to see me again.” Magnus said, with a clear look of hatred in his eyes. “Well yeah pretty much!” Rose admitted without hesitation. “Normally when you kill someone you do not genuinely expect to see them again.” “Rose...” Kayne said to his sister, urging for her to shut up. “We had no choice you allowed the power to go to your head, you thought you were grander than what you were.” Bella told her brother Magnus. “You wanted to be a king and if we let you then you would have burned the world to build your kingdom.” “Please,” Magnus scoffed at his elder sister. “You and I both know Kayne and Rose do not care for this world or any other…that might be your motive, but they are far too vapid for something that deep or heroic.” “Well I cannot say you do not have a point.” Rose replied to her eldest brother, fully admitting her own vanity without any sign of shame. “I just back up Annabella because quite frankly you got on my bloody nerves.” “You know why I had to choose their side and not yours!” Kayne revealed to his older brother, sparking curiosity from Rose and Bella who wondered what he meant. “Yes, I remember the choice you made…it is a shame you were the only sibling I tolerated and you betrayed me for the vapid bitch and the wannabe leader of our twisted little family.” Magnus answered Kayne, before turning his attention back to Bella. “You may have outwitted me once before, but it is time for round two dear Annabella!” “No offense brother but it is three against one, so I do not fancy your chances.” Rose warned Magnus. “Not exactly…” Magnus replied with a sinister smirk. “You see when you three brought back the Mikaelson brothers you tore a rift within the worlds between the living and dead and well I got myself acquainted with some new allies upon my return.” Rose, Kayne, and Bella did not have to wonder for too long who Magnus may have meant before Henrik Mikaelson appeared at the doorway next to Magnus. “I still find it weird you look like all those male doppelgangers but then again you are that immortal Silas’ grandfather, I guess genes run deep.” Henrik said to Magnus before turning his attention to Magnus’ three siblings. “You do not know me, but I am the youngest Mikaelson and a very powerful witch…especially since I became one with the hollow.” “Oh god not another bloody Mikaelson.” Rose complained. “Well I guess we now know why we did not get the hollow’s power…”

Meanwhile a blissfully unaware Klaus had found himself in the town square of Mystic Falls sitting on a bench eagerly awaiting to be reunited with his daughter Hope and hear about all the things he had missed in her life over the past decade, including the details of how she came to be engaged to Caroline Forbes’ daughter Josie Saltzman. “Dad?” Hope said, her voice breaking as she walked up to her father, who instantly stood up from the bench and rushed over to hug his beloved daughter. “I cannot believe I am here holding you in my arms again.” Klaus told his daughter, as he hugged her tighter. “I never thought I’d be able to hug you again.” “I never thought I would see you again.” Hope cried, as the father and daughter continued to hug each other. “I do not know how Aunt Rebekah managed this, but I am so grateful she did…I missed you so much!” “I missed you too Hope!” Klaus admitted and for the first time he realized this was his heaven, holding his daughter in his arms and being able to be in her life once again. “I promise I will not leave you again!” “You better not because I am going to need somebody to walk me down the aisle in a couple of months.” Hope revealed to her father, as the two broke off their hug. “Of course, I’ll have to cancel on Uncle Kol, but I think he will understand if Josie and I promise to do some babysitting for him and Aunt Davina.” “I cannot believe my little girl is getting married…and to the daughter of Caroline Forbes nonetheless, clearly you have impeccable taste like your father and if Josie is anything like her mother then I will be the proudest father in the world to welcome her into our family as your wife.” Klaus stated, clearly ecstatic to not only see Hope’s happiness but be able to be a part of her impending wedding. “About that…Caroline is walking Josie down the aisle since Alaric is no longer with us and Lizzie’s being the maid of honor from hell so when you attend the wedding please do not make moon eyes at my future mother in law.” Hope warned her father, half-jokingly, half serious. “I know you and Caroline have previous but let us keep it previous at least until after I’m married and on my honeymoon.” “I promise to be on my best behavior.” Klaus replied with a sinister smirk. “So, when do I get to meet my future daughter in law? Surely I do get to meet her before the wedding?”

Rebekah Mikaelson was delighted with her brothers being back from the dead even if they were not completely ecstatic themselves however she chose not to go to Mystic Falls with her brother, deciding to stay behind to thank Bella and Kayne for their help and find out the cost of Rose’s help. Elijah also chose to stay in New Orleans with his sister, after learning his sister made a deal with the Black siblings he knew any family reunion in Mystic Falls would have to wait for him as he tried to help Rebekah with damage control following the help of Bella, Kayne and Rose. Elijah’s relationship with the Black family was far less complicated than his siblings’, he was fond of Annabella feeling a kinship between them over their troublesome siblings, he saw Rose as the female equivalent to his youngest brother Kol and he had a soft spot for Kayne but that relationship will be explained another time. “I do not get it,” Rebekah said after she and Elijah vamp sped their way into Annabella’s hotel room to see nobody there. “I thought she would have at least said goodbye before going.” “Maybe she found it too hard to say goodbye for a second time.” Elijah suggested to his sister. “You and I both know how hard it is to say goodbye to somebody you once loved and maybe still love.” “Shame Rose is not madly in love with me because something tells me that bitch will not be going anywhere until she gets whatever the hell, she wants from me for helping bring you and Klaus back.” Rebekah complained, trying to mask the hurt she felt by Bella’s sudden departure. “That one was always the loose canon of her family which is exactly why her and Kol got on so well, I doubt Kayne will still be in New Orleans either in fact if I am honest I am surprised Annabella or Kayne helped you in the first place.” Elijah admitted to his sibling. “I honestly think Bella just wanted to relieve my pain...” Rebekah sighed, genuinely touched by her former lover’s undying kindness towards her. “As for Kayne he just wanted what I did…for his family to be whole again.” “Yeah well you should be careful what you wish for!” Mikael announced, after vamp speeding his way into the hotel room, shocking both his children by his unexpected return from the grave. “Do not worry I am far from mad I was not on the list to be resurrected, especially considering you got barely competent witches to perform a spell which went wrong in so many ways!” “Can you not just do one good as our father and stay dead?” Rebekah snapped at her father. “Do not think for a second you will ever win against us, Klaus may not be here to kill you a third time but I am more than willing to deliver you death it is about time I got to kill one of our parents!” “Let us not get so hostile straight away…especially when I have decided to only stay around for a short visit.” Mikael replied to his daughter. “I am not mad your witches messed up the spell Rebekah although I think you will be, and I am not here to kill the bastard child or his offspring.” “But that has been your only mission since we all became vampires.” Elijah stated, in shock by his father’s admission. “Then why are you here?” Rebekah questioned her father. “Believe it or not but I only came to warn you about another Mikaelson ready to kill the lot of you,” Mikael revealed, only to be met by both Rebekah and Elijah scoffing at him in disbelief. “I have found peace…I also know Freya has a child with a werewolf nonetheless…but despite that she is happy, alive and named her bloody child after Niklaus.” “So, for her you are willing to put your vendetta behind you for good, but you could not do it for myself, Rebekah or even Kol?” Elijah asked, clearly wounded by his father’s loyalty to Freya and lack of loyalty towards his other children, including himself. “Which family wants us dead now? Do not tell me we have a grandmother ready to kill us at any minute.” Rebekah wondered. “Actually, it is Henrik or rather who you perceive as Henrik,” Mikael admitted to his children. “The Hollow has taken form as your brother it started in the after life and has continued to this world.” “No, he is our brother, he is not the hollow! Niklaus or I would have noticed if he was the hollow.” Elijah argued, refusing to believe a word his father said. “This is some kind of trick of yours and I do not believe it for one minute!” “Actually, it makes sense how else does a dead child grow into a man?” Rebekah replied to Elijah. “I know you and Klaus believe you were in some sort of heaven and that he is Henrik but I have not bought that for a single second and if that heaven did not give you everything you wanted I do not think you would believe he was Henrik either.” “There is no heaven or hell or at least not anymore, there is just peace…tell me Elijah did you see anybody else other than yourself, Niklaus and Henrik?” Mikael informed his son, making him question his so-called heaven. “Yes, Hayley and Cami were there too…but nobody else come to think of it.” Elijah admitted. “You were in the after life but you were under the hollow’s spell the entire time, linking itself to you in case someone decided to defy death itself and bring you back, why else do you think neither Hayley or Cami are here now.” Mikael explained to his oldest surviving son. “But if you are back and can go back to being dead then clearly anyone can now.” Rebekah guessed correctly. “Which means we have to find a way of stopping anybody who got bored of peace from coming back to life before literally all hell breaks loose…question is how do we fix everything?” “I am not a witch, that question lies with the witches you got to cast the spell in the first place Rebekah and it just so happens your so called brother has aligned themselves with their brother and are about to kill your only solutions to fixing this bloody mess!” Mikael warned Rebekah and Elijah, revealing what had happened to Bella, Kayne, and Rose at the same time.

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Canary Carnage

Chapter Four: Brotherhood of The Vampire

Warnings: I don’t own any of the rights, content or characters belonging to any of the DC content I use within the story along with not owning any rights, content or characters within The Vampire Diaries, Originals or Legacies.

18 Rating: Moderate/Graphic displays of violence, sexual innuendos, sexually charged scenes, SMUT, strong language and potentially triggering scenes.

Pairings: M/M, F/F, M/F.

Laurel Lance hadn’t been having the best time since coming to this new world she and her brother called Earth Blood.

She had went from having a strained alliance with the Mikaelson family to almost being murdered by Rebekah and Kol which led to a surprising rescue from her clearly not entirely evil after all brother and now she had to deal with the fallout of her supposedly dead sister Sara Lance and her first love Oliver Queen showing up on Earth Blood very much alive.

It was fair to say Laurel was spiraling ever so slightly so when her brother Lucas Lance took the prerogative to cover up their sister’s recent murder and reform their alliance with the Mikaelson family she was pleased he had managed to lift some weight off her and despite never quite fully trusting her brother she was more than happy for him to leave New Orleans with Klaus for France to help the original hybrid get his older brother Elijah Mikaelson back.

Laurel’s plan was to sort things out with Sara and learn more about her life after her death and attempt to give Oliver time to explain himself but their betrayal still stung her hard and despite desperately wanting to reconnect with her sister she couldn’t help how she felt so instead of operation sisterhood she decided to hang out in Rousseau's in an attempt to escape her mind not realizing things were never quiet in New Orleans.

“So, considering we’re going out on a limb here by trusting your brother being innocent of my sister’s murder it really bothers a girl when her spies reveal there’s two more occupants staying in the hotel your brother seized.” Rebekah complained to the Black Canary after vamp speeding into the bar to find Laurel sat at the counter drinking from a bottle of beer. “This little partnership of ours is holding on by a thread as it is so I demand you tell me who exactly checked in.”

“If you must know one’s my sister the other’s my first love and yes their sharing a room.” Laurel replied as she took another drink. “Hence my need to be anywhere but there and my lack of caring to your attempts to threaten me.”

“I thought you told me they died on some boat when they were having some dirty weekend away together?” Rebekah questioned as she sat down next to Laurel.

“Nope turns out their very much alive and clearly still seeing each other after all this time.” Laurel admitted as she finished her beer. “I’m supposed to be the dutiful sister and try to forgive and forget but with one sibling being a backstabbing bitch and the other being a psychopath I’m getting real sick of being the oldest sibling.”

“My brother Niklaus used to dagger each one of us anytime we did something that didn’t amuse him,” Rebekah revealed as she ushered the bartender for a drink. “My siblings never stole any of my men, but my bastard brother did kill a bunch of them.”

“Suddenly I don’t feel too bad about my family.” Laurel joked with Rebekah as the bartender walked over to the Black Canary and the female original and passed Laurel another bottle of beer and Rebekah a glass of red wine.

“Don’t get me wrong your brother is a bloody bastard but he clearly has your back just like mine this sister of yours however seems like she should’ve stayed dumped at the bottom of the ocean.” Rebekah replied as she took a drink from her wine. “As for this man I don’t understand how he’s even still breathing I’d have killed him the second I saw him again if I were you but I guess that’s why being a good girl is never fun for anyone.”

Klaus Mikaelson never like partnerships in general least of all ones with people he believed responsible for his sister’s demise but he had to think about his brother Elijah knowing his alliance with the canaries only had to last just a little longer until his brother was back in the family fold and then he’d kill the Red Canary and everyone associated with him.

Klaus had compelled his way onto a private plane having compelled the pilot to fly him and his canary alliance to France on their search for Elijah and as Klaus was sat waiting for the Black Canary to show up he quickly found himself with an unpleasant surprise as the Red Canary walked onto the private plane and sat down opposite the original hybrid with an annoying smile on his face.

“I don’t think we’ve officially met I’m Lucas Lance your brother Kol knows me very well and I’ve met both of your sister’s condolences on the deceased sister by the way.” Lucas greeted him, clearly trying to torment the original.

“What the hell are you doing here and please talk quickly if you want me not to kill you right here and now.” Klaus snapped at the Red Canary.

“Firstly, that’s just rude considering my family’s doing your family such a big favour and secondly my sister Laurel is having a few days off to recover from my other sister Sara and Laurel’s ex’s return from the dead.” Lucas informed Klaus all too happily. “Now get a guy a glass of champagne already I tend to like a glass when flying to France.”

“The only thing I’ll ever get you is a coffin!” Klaus made himself clear.

“I like you!” Lucas replied with a flirtatious smile before standing up from his seat and beginning to search the private plane for some champagne leaving Klaus looking completely and utterly miserable at the idea of sharing a flight with him.

Lucas Lance had a thing for psychopathic men with a murder tendency it was why he found himself playing minion to Slade Wilson, it is why he aligned himself with The Joker and it was also why he became number one on Harley Quinn’s hit-list.

His recent dalliance with Kol Mikaelson had wet his appetite for more men who shared his tendency for mixing pleasure with pain but considering Kol hadn’t returned for round two he quickly began checking for other options and while on a private plane with Klaus Mikaelson he began to consider swapping brothers.

In the short time he had lived on this Earth he had heard a lot of rumors about Klaus like how he plotted to murder an orphan only to later use her as a human blood bag, how he daggered his siblings every time he disagreed with him, the villages he massacred to teach enemies, a girl who ran from him for five centuries and he hoped all rumors were true.

However Lucas was no fool and he knew the Mikaelson’s never bought his lie about who killed their sister and so he played his cards close to hand but that didn’t stop the Red Canary from having a little fun until murder was next on the agenda.

“Oh my god is this plane ride going to be completely and utterly silent because I’m seriously considering jumping out right now just to add some excitement into this journey.” Lucas complained to Klaus as he sat opposite the original hybrid on the private plane with a glass of champagne on hand as he watched Klaus roll his eyes at him. “I’ve heard a lot about you and so far, you’re truly disappointing me!”

“If you’ve heard anything about me then you should know what happens to the idiots like you who annoy me!” Klaus warned the Red Canary. “Of course, I rarely leave people alive to tell any stories.”

“See when you talk like that, I can see us being good friends and then you start moaning about that bloody family of yours and those chances just sliver away.” Lucas told the original hybrid as he took a drink from his champagne. “I do hate it when a monster is domesticated into a man.”

“Says the man who talks more about his sisters than himself!” Klaus snapped back as he sat forward to furiously face Lucas. “I get life got a little bit tough for you and this whole path is one long tantrum but you’re nothing more than a child throwing hissy fit after hissy fit whose too stupid to ever realize when you’re playing with beasts who could destroy you with one bite.”

“If you must know my life was never tough it was just boring until I did something about it.” Lucas replied as he finished his glass of champagne and moved forward from his seat to get even closer to the original. “I chose the path I chose to make something of myself sure some people tend to go more for corporate then killer but I am not most people and as for not talking about myself I can’t stop talking about myself you just seem to only listen to what you want to hear because you’d rather see me as an enemy than the man who could be your match.”

“Please,” Klaus scoffed. “You run around screaming heads of people while being chased by your sister when my sister even thought about betraying me, I had her daggered until she seen her wrongs. You are nowhere near a match for me little canary you’re out of your league!”

“Go ahead and underestimate me I’ve dealt with that my entire life but remember this every single member in your family who has squared up against me has been taken down. Laurel is only alive because I allow it because your family couldn’t take me just like you can’t take me!” Lucas reminded the original hybrid. “I’m a rare breed with powers you can’t even begin to understand and all you want me to do is scream for your siblings maybe your right about not being my match because Niklaus it is you who is beneath me.”

“I really can’t figure out if your completely and utterly insane or if you genuinely believe your own hype your sister only formed an alliance with my family because she knew you’d wind up dead otherwise because she clearly knows you better than you know yourself.” Klaus replied as the two continued to fight for dominance. “I wouldn’t be surprised if the only reason your even alive to this day is because your big sisters have been pampering and protecting their kid sibling their entire lives.”

“I would argue that it is me who protects them I could throw my dick out right here and start comparing it to you but I don’t have to prove I’m better than you in some toxic masculinity match to the death.” Lucas continued to argue while Klaus began to realize something he hadn’t considered until now. “I like this world it’s bloodier, brutal and far less plagued with morality and humanity so you can play the power card all you want because I’m staying put whether you get in my way or not.”

“When did you say the other canary show up in my city you know the one who slept with her sister’s man before and after faking her death just to get away from you both?” Klaus questioned the Red Canary while beginning to suspect the White Canary of murdering his older sister.

“I didn’t.” Lucas quickly bluffed, realizing Klaus’ suspicions were raised.

“You really didn’t murder my sister Freya.” Klaus said with a knowing smile on his face, concluding Sara Lance was Freya Mikaelson and Keelin Malraux’s killer. “But your sister sure as hell did.”

Sara Lance’s life was turned upside down the day the Gambit went down and her and Oliver Queen were presumed dead although in some ways those versions of them really did die birthing the White Canary and the Green Arrow in the process.

Sara and Oliver’s path to heroism didn’t start out that way as they washed up in a deserted island known as Lian Yu which proved to be anything but deserted as they were found by a top-secret organisation known as the league of assassins.

The two were trained as assassins by the group’s leader Ra’s al Ghul after the leader of the league of assassins was convinced by his daughters Nyssa and Talia took a liking to each of them Nyssa al Ghul falling for Sara Lance and Talia al Ghul becoming one of Oliver Queen’s many conquests.

However, neither Sara or Oliver quite took to the countless murders they committed due to being members of the league of assassins plotting together to flee the association knowing if they were ever caught they would be murdered by them but the want of freedom being too strong to not chance it.

Sara Lance and Oliver Queen knew returning to Star City as themselves would pose too many problems for those they cared for and alert the league to where they were but they wanted to see their loved ones once more leading to the births of the White Canary and the Green Arrow as they vowed to help the Black Canary protect their city only to return home to find no Black or Red Canary and no Laurel or Lucas leading them to Earth Blood.

Sara Lance wanted nothing more than to reconnect with her sister Laurel and fix their fractured relationship following her brief fling with Oliver as Oliver wanted nothing more than to seek forgiveness from his first love Laurel, reclaim her heart and make her understand that Sara and Oliver were nothing more than friends that his heart belonged to Laurel Lance and Laurel Lance only.

Their only problem was Laurel was keen to avoid them both at all costs even if it meant drinking with enemies who had once tried to kill her believing Rebekah Mikaelson to be better company than her sister or her first love.

“I’ve got to ask where the bloody hell this whole canary alter ego of yours came from? I understand the supposed need of masks in your world but why the hell choose to call yourself the Black Canary?” Rebekah wondered as her and Laurel remained in Rousseau's, Rebekah on yet another glass of red wine while Laurel was working on finishing yet another bottle of beer.

“I discovered my power after my sister died but it was my father’s death that made me try and save my city. Before he lost himself to the booze and the grief over Sara, he believed my home Star City could be saved and therefore in his memory I decided to take on that task.” Laurel admitted to Rebekah, touching the original female vampire by her honest words. “I was always closer to my father than my mother in fact that’s why I called myself the Black Canary mainly because of the connections between the obvious voice specialties and because my father once bought me the most beautiful Canary for my birthday.”

“Wow it’s refreshing to hear of a father who actually gave a damn about his children instead of chasing them and trying to murder them for a thousand years.” Rebekah replied to Laurel, sharing some of her past with the Black Canary.

“Your father really hunted his own children?” Laurel rhetorically asked her drinking companion with a genuine look of disgust on her face. “I hope you murdered the bastard!”

“No,” Rebekah laughed as she finished her glass of wine and placed the empty glass on the bar counter. “Although my brother Niklaus had the privilege of killing him twice.”

“It’s always the brothers that get to have all the fun while us sisters are always busy cleaning up their messes!” Laurel moaned after finishing her bottle of beer.

Rebekah Mikaelson liked Laurel Lance not so much from the first moment considering that consisted of her head literally exploding but she had liked Laurel since their first deal was made.

She felt a bond with her over being the put upon sister looking after her devious siblings and she began to feel sorry for what her family had in store for her brother that was until she received a text from her brother Klaus which so simply said Sara killed Freya, time to repay the favour dear sister and then she realized friendships will never get in the way of revenge.

Lucas Lance loved his siblings more than he ever fully realized until the moment Klaus Mikaelson learned Lucas’ sister Sara was responsible for Freya Mikaelson’s death and after Klaus’ private plane landed in a field within a small town in France he knew that he was too far away to stop any carnage the other members of the Mikaelson family may inflict on his sisters meaning he had to do something he hated doing more than anything which was showing emotion and hoping a brother to brother talk would convince the original hybrid to protect his sister.

“Let me make myself clear I’m not going ahead with reuniting you with your brother until I get your word that you won’t harm a hair on any of my sister’s heads.” Lucas demanded as Klaus and him reach the bottom of the private plane’s stairs and began walking through the field located within a small town in France.

“Your bloody sister murdered mine and you really think you can make demands of me!” Klaus shouted furiously at the Red Canary. “You will do what you need to do here, or I’ll kill you right where you stand!”

“She believed she was protecting me she’s not a bad person Klaus, not like me! I may not have killed Freya but if I didn’t attack her that day then my clueless sister never would have harmed the witch or her wolf girlfriend.” Lucas pleaded with the original hybrid. “Please don’t take her from us when we’ve only just taken her back!”

“My sister Freya put nothing above family, and I’ll put nothing above getting revenge for her now you can either come with me now or die by me now!” Klaus warned Lucas, making it clear he wouldn’t back down.

“She took a sibling from you so take one from her.” Lucas suggested in a desperate bid to spare the White Canary. “I’ll come with you scream the hollow out of your brother and then I’ll stay by your side as you kill me without putting up a fight.”

“You’d really die for your sister?” Klaus asked the Red Canary, shocked by his rare act of selflessness. “What makes you think we won’t kill you all?”

“Because unless you give me your word right here right now then you’ll never get Elijah back and I’ll personally take everyone else from you!” Lucas threatened the original hybrid.

“I do tend to torture my enemies instead of just killing them straight away, but your sisters would seek revenge and I’d have no choice but to kill them both anyway.” Klaus responded to him.

“Laurel would do anything to protect her family no matter how unworthy we are you keep Sara alive and she’ll be forced to stay the hell away from you both knowing it’s the only way to keep her safe.” Lucas explained to Klaus. “Besides think of how much joy you’d get from finally silencing the loudest canary.”

“Sibling for sibling?” Klaus said while beginning to consider Lucas’ proposal. “I suppose I am a reasonable immortal…very well we have a deal you for your sister but only after we both deal with Elijah.”

“Thank you!” Lucas responded with a sincere smile, believing in that moment he had just saved his sister. “You’ve just proven to me you really are above me!”

Kol Mikaelson’s relationships with his siblings were often strained he often though they’d all kill each other in the end but instead he lost his youngest sibling Henrik to werewolves a thousand years ago, then Finn twice at the hands of others and now Freya was the latest sibling to meet her demise.

Kol never got revenge for Henrik or Finn and he would’ve regretted it if his father didn’t kill most of the werewolves on Henrik’s behalf and if Finn didn’t already kill him once before. However, Freya was different despite their strains he knew Freya didn’t deserve to meet her end and it instantly turned him against Lucas as he believed the Red Canary was the one to blame only to recently find out from a text from Rebekah that it was Lucas’ sister Sara Lance who killed Freya.

As he sat on the edge of his bed in his bedroom at the compound he considered how things may have escalated instead of fumbled with him and Lucas for a second thinking of the carnage the two of them could’ve found themselves causing knowing he was about to get revenge and kill Sara Lance.

For a moment he considered leaving Rebekah or Klaus to exact the revenge but he knew Elijah would be home soon and figured it would help his brother to know revenge had been taken for their fallen sister and realized he had to act now and he had to be wise knowing the White Canary wouldn’t be an easy kill and knowing he didn’t know what to expect from Oliver Queen.

He knew Rebekah was keeping Laurel busy with drinks at Rousseau's and Lucas was in France with Klaus so there was no better time than now to kill the canary responsible for Freya Mikaelson and Keelin Malraux’s death as the original family of vampires would once again restart their war against the Black Canary and Red Canary by killing their sister.

Kol walked into the reception area of the hotel Lucas Lance had claimed, the same hotel he and Lucas had their first meeting as he vamp sped upstairs to where him and Lucas had their second meeting as he searched room after room in search of Sara Lance or even Oliver Queen as he prepared to kill the White Canary the only problem being she was already dead which he discovered after finally finding their room.

“Well this is definitely new.” A shocked Kol mumbled to himself as he looked around the blood-soaked hotel room to find Sara Lance laid lifeless on the floor with several arrows launched into her chest, realizing Rebekah couldn’t possibly be the culprit or Hayley considering she had taken Hope back to school leaving him with only one question. “Who the bloody hell killed the White Canary?”

Elijah Mikaelson’s life had taken a drastic change from the life he had lived for a thousand years thanks to the compulsion of upgraded original Marcel Gerard and the magic of New Orleans witch Vincent Griffiths.

He had always put family above all else which had cost him countless pain over the centuries but he no longer remembered that family or his sense of obligation towards them as he lived a quiet and blissful life in a small town in France as a bartender and pianist within a local bar and apart from his blood lust it was a rather simple life but after a few years he had managed to get all that under control.

He had learned who he was from a series of whispers all across the world about the original family as he discovered he was different to other vampires and upon discovery he headed to a quaint small town where he was fooled into believing he’d never be found as he longed to live out all of eternity as normal as any immortal could the need from that more than likely coming from Marcel’s compulsion.

However his time of being free from all the chaos and carnage of his family was nearing an end as his brother Klaus Mikaelson walked into the quaint and quiet pub with Lucas Lance by his side to find Elijah sat by the piano playing a beautiful and simplistic song with no words just music.

“You have an exquisite touch when it comes to playing the piano however I prefer my songs with some vocals and a little more drama.” Lucas complimented Elijah after walking over to him and causing him to move so he could sit down in front of the piano before he began playing an acoustic version of Nick Jonas’ hit single Jealous before beginning to sing the song as well, surprising the entire bar especially Klaus and Elijah with his deep husky like beautiful voice proving he really was a songbird.

Everyone continued to watch and listen to the Red Canary’s performance as both Elijah and Klaus found themselves surprised by Lucas Lance especially Klaus who couldn’t help but smile at the all singing canary realizing in that moment, he really was full of surprises.

“You’re very talented!” Elijah compliment Lucas after the Red Canary finished his performance.

“You have no idea Elijah.” Lucas whispered in the noble original’s ear before releasing a deafening canary cry straight through his ears causing the Mikaelson’s brother to instantly explode in a gust of blood spreading all over the piano as the customers and staff within the pub screamed in horror and shock.

“Was that really necessary?” Klaus asked while guarding the doorway before breaking a female’s neck after she tried to run past him to escape the terror only for him to then through her lifeless body to the ground.

“I figured at least we’d have a few people to kill while we wait for his head to regrow.” Lucas replied as he dropped Elijah’s body to the bar floor and stood up from his seat to look Klaus face to face while covered in the blood of the original noble.

“Actually, I was talking more about the performance.” Klaus teased the Red Canary with his signature devilish smirk spread across his face before he vamp sped around the pub again and again, each time stopping at a different human to snap their neck even biting into a few for some blood until the entire bar floor was filled with lifeless corpses as only he and Lucas remained standing.

“I guess this is a part where you kill me to spare my sister,” Lucas mentioned as he walked towards the original hybrid with a sense of sadness on his face. “It’s a shame we didn’t meet under different circumstances because I truly believe we could’ve had a lot of fun.”

“Maybe a few decades ago for sure but now I’m firmly family first.” Klaus stated as he placed both hands on Lucas’ neck. “If it makes you feel any better you may just be one of the rare kills I actually regret.”

“Just get it over with already.” Lucas pleaded as Klaus tightened his grip on the Red Canary’s neck to the point he was now strangling his enemy before he pulled him in towards him so their bodies were clashing against each other as Klaus passionately kissed Lucas much to Lucas surprise before Klaus let go of the canary. “What was that?”

“I’m not going to kill you Lucas Lance and I promised I wouldn’t kill your sister however I never said anything about my siblings doing the deed.” Klaus revealed with a wicked smile on his face. “Consider us both now even!”

Laurel Lance had spent most of her night in Rousseau’s trading sibling horror stories with Rebekah Mikaelson while continuing to drink away into the late hours before leaving her to head back to the hotel having avoiding her sister long enough but after walking up to the hotel’s front doors she was suddenly stopped by Kol Mikaelson who sped his way to the front door with a look of dread on his face a look which Laurel instantly realized didn’t mean anything good.

“Laurel you may not believe me here but someone else bet us to it.” Kol tried to convince the Black Canary of his innocence before breaking the news of her sister’s second death but before he could her phone rang which Laurel was all to eager to answer in avoidance of whatever tragedy Kol was about to inform her about.

“Hello.” Laurel eagerly answered the phone.

“Laurel it’s Sara…” Lucas said through the phone in between his own canary cries which both Kol and Laurel overheard. “She’s not dead!

“I just found her body she is dead.” Kol informed Laurel reluctantly. “But our family is innocent I promise.”

“No, she’s not dead.” Lucas shouted through the phone. “I tricked her into taking vampire blood! Laurel the alliance is off protect Sara.”

Laurel quickly hung up on Lucas before releasing a canary cry of her own towards Kol forcing him to be sent flying across the streets by the force of her powerful sonic screamed which made the entire street shake before Laurel vamp sped into the hotel eager to find her little sister and ensure her safety.

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Canary Carnage

Chapter Three: Original Carnage

Fandom’s: The Originals, Arrowverse, TVDverse and DC Universe.

18 Rating: Moderate/Graphic displays of violence, sexual innuendos, sexually charged scenes, SMUT, strong language and potentially triggering scenes.

Pairings: M/M, F/F, M/F.

Rebekah Mikaelson returned to New Orleans ready to keep an eye on the canaries, her siblings and her former lover Marcel Gerard not because she wanted to but because Klaus pleaded with her and she’d rather be the one taking action if needed than her brother knowing he’d mess up their plan to rid themselves of The Hollow once and for all and they were so close with only Elijah left to go.

However, upon her return to the city her family called home she was dealt some devastating news about her sister Freya and Freya’s werewolf girlfriend Keelin deaths as everyone found themselves convinced the Red Canary was to blame which was a fair assumption considering he did try to murder her that day.

Freya Mikaelson’s death had changed everything for Rebekah she wanted revenge and she wasn’t willing to give it up even if it meant giving up Elijah she had to honor her sister and kill Freya and Keelin��s killer no matter the cost knowing Elijah himself would agree with her decision to kill the Red Canary.

She just had to deal with the Black Canary first hoping to catch her by surprise so she’d be an easy kill hoping for Hayley Marshall’s partnership only for Hayley to refuse believing Laurel Lance to be innocent over Freya’s death although she did promise to help kill Lucas if she didn’t wind up killing him first. Hayley was royal to the Mikaelson’s, but she wasn’t one for needless bloodshed especially one who had already done the hybrid so many favors but Rebekah like her siblings was no stranger to backstabbing and betrayals.

The Mikaelson’s had funerals to plan and loved ones to mourn but that was all put on hold while they plotted their revenge on the Red Canary for killing their sister, not knowing he was innocent of this kill.

Rebekah and Kol were determined to make the canaries cry for last time as they once again found themselves in a situation where allies became foes.

Laurel Lance was as smart as they came having learned a lot from her father about keeping her ear to the ground making sure she knew everything going on in this city she was temporarily calling home which meant she knew Freya Mikaelson and her ER doctor girlfriend Keelin Malraux was murdered last night and just like everyone else she was convinced her brother was to blame.

The kill had Lucas Lance written all over it or at least that’s what Laurel believed not knowing her supposedly drowned sister Sara Lance had made a return from the dead as well as somehow making her way to Earth Blood.

It was a family reunion that was just waiting to happen shocking everyone involved but first she had to deal with a vengeful family a family of original vampires who couldn’t be killed.

“I hope you weren’t intending on going anywhere in particular now!” Rebekah said after kicking down the door of the hotel room to find Laurel throwing clothes into a rucksack clearly ready to flee New Orleans. “I know my sister’s death isn’t on you but it is on your brother and I know more than most how a sister never wants to see a brother die so I’m afraid where here to kill you to stop you getting in our way when we kill your brother.”

“Well I guess the joke is on me for believing vampires could honor deals even if I honored my side.” Laurel replied as Kol vamp sped his way to stand next to his sister. “See here’s the thing I’m not dying today neither is my brother so I’m afraid that leaves us with no choice but becoming enemies.”

Kol threw large shards of glass he had in his hand in Laurel’s directly with his vamp speed and force cutting Laurel’s throat with the shards several times causing her to fall to her knees in pain as blood began pouring out from her throat, knowing it would weaken her canary cry before the Mikaelson siblings vamp sped over to Laurel only to stop midway when a canary cry coming from behind dropped them to their knees.

“Hey sis did you miss me?” Lucas said to his sister Laurel as he appeared at the doorstep before releasing another large canary cry continuing to shake the room and make the two originals scream in pain until their heads exploded in bursts of blood and gore splashing all over the hotel room and his sister as the two headless Mikaelson siblings’ bodies fell to the floor. “Now are we going to team up again or have you found yourself some wolf in the woods?”

Laurel slowly rose to her feet holding her bleeding neck only for Lucas to speed over to Kol’s headless body as he pulled out a knife and cut his the chaotic original’s hand before speeding over to the Black Canary and force feeding her Kol’s blood.

“The blood has healing properties so take it in and let’s get the hell out of here.” Lucas demanded as Laurel pushed herself away from being force fed vampire blood as she held her neck and felt it instantly healing.

“Why did you come to my rescue?” Laurel asked, shocked by the entire situation.

“Because you’re my sister and only I get to kill you when the time comes.” Lucas replied to her. “And before you ask, I didn’t kill the witch although I had every intention too and I’m guessing you didn’t…”

“Which means there’s another screamer in town…one that’s probably came from our earth.” Laurel realized.

“I can’t promise not to double cross you if this screamer turns out to be a better alliance, but I can promise you won’t end up a blood bag to this family.” Lucas honestly told his sister, both knowing that now more than ever they needed each other.

“Deal!” Laurel agreed. “Now let’s get the hell out of here!”

Klaus Mikaelson stood outside the gates of the Salvatore Boarding School in Mystic Falls eagerly awaiting his reunion with his Tribrid daughter Hope Mikaelson after over half a decade without visiting her.

He never meant to leave it so long but being without her was worse than any torture he had even endured or impacted and the odd phone call here and there would just serve to torture him more so instead he did the typical Klaus Mikaelson move and vanished for a few years getting soaked in other people’s blood taking out potential foes and making new ones like he always did so well.

At first he believed there’d be someway to reunite him with his family but as the years went on he found himself giving up that notion until his sister Rebekah’s chance encounter with a certain Black Canary had changed everything for him and now he was standing outside the gates eagerly awaiting to see his daughter completely hollow free like his sister Rebekah and his brother Kol hoping soon Elijah would also be in the fold, not having checked his phone, not realising his sister Freya was no longer with them or at least not yet knowing.

“Dad I’ve missed you so much.” Hope stated with a sad smile on her face, her eyes red raw from crying after walking up to the gates which automatically opened allowing Klaus to give his daughter a tight hug. “I wish it was under better circumstances.”

“What’s wrong Hope?” Klaus asked his daughter after breaking off his hug with his daughter, knowing something had got her devastated.

“It’s Aunt Freya,” Hope reluctantly revealed as she began to cry once more. “She’s dead!”

A stunned Klaus quickly took his daughter in his arms once more hugging her as she cried over the loss of Freya while he stood there refusing to let go of his sobbing daughter as tears formed in his eyes as he struggled to come to terms with the revelation his eldest sibling was gone just like that without warning and without a proper goodbye.

He couldn’t believe the news he had only got his family back and now one was gone forever. The only thing he knew for certain in that moment was whoever caused his sister’s death was going to suffer incredibly for their vicious act before Klaus eventually released them for this mortal coil.

Lucas Lance was never one to come to the rescue that was always his sister Laurel’s job but he was definitely all about self-preservation and after hearing news of the witch’s death he knew he’d be the number one suspect so coming to his sister’s aid would give him the only ally in the world who wouldn’t want to see him dead.

Lucas’ relationship with his eldest sister was difficult at best and that’s before he chose a path of villainy. He was close to his father but Laurel was closer he was close to his mother but Sara was closer when it came to family ties he always felt alone even more so when his sister was pronounced dead, then his father died and his mother left town.

The Red Canary may have been a cold calculating psychopath who reveled in murder and mayhem but in his own twisted way he still loved his sister The Black Canary sure he’d back-stab and betray her at the whim of the hat but he’d never kill her or at least he didn’t think he would and god help anyone who tried.

Laurel Lance was the last shred of humanity Lucas still had after the rage within him took over under the influence of his first boss Slade Wilson who taught the Red Canary to harness the darkness within before Lucas broke free from him to be his own boss although he never admit to still having a fondness for his eldest sister.

“Not to be complaining considering you saved my life and everything but when the hell did you take over a hotel?” Laurel asked her brother Lucas as they walked into the luxurious and abandoned reception area of the same hotel Lucas had slaughtered a bunch of people by the bar.

“We all need temporary accommodation while we look for something a little more permanent.” Lucas replied to her.

“Yeah well your number one target here on a list of people who don’t seem to know how to die so sticking around permanently is probably not the best move for you mind you neither was killing their sister.” Laurel bluntly suggested to her brother.

“Like I said that wasn’t me there’s clearly another screamer in town maybe from this earth maybe from ours besides on the whole Mikaelson family being unkillable I’ve heard that’s not completely true in fact a certain Marcel Gerard has exactly what we’ll need to kill them all.” Lucas informed his big sister stating his innocence while making it clear he had the situation handled.

“Last time you underestimated an enemy you had to leave Gotham City this time you might not get a chance to escape.” Laurel warned her brother.

“Why escape when we can kill them all?” Sara asked her siblings after speeding into the reception area to greet a stunned Laurel and Lucas who had believed their sister had died many years ago.

Laurel remembered the time she first heard the news that her sister Sara Lance was on her boyfriend Oliver Queen’s boat when it sunk when her devastated mother Dinah reluctantly revealed all about her sister and boyfriend’s betrayal while delivering the heart breaking news of their deaths.

She remembered how she was so confused by whether she was supposed to be more angry or heartbroken following the news as she struggled to come to terms with losing her younger sister while attempting and failing to hold her family together.

Lucas never recovered from the news of his sister Sara’s death as he found himself falling apart along with his family before an alliance with Slade Wilson gave him purpose no matter how twisted that purpose wound up being the infamous Deathstroke gave him meaning when he needed it most.

As far as both Laurel and Lucas were concerned their family unit had been completely and destroyed and they never believed there’d be any healing happening but the return of their supposedly dead sister the White Canary was about to change everything.

“How is this possible? You’re supposed to be dead!” Lucas said to his sister Sara while him, Sara and Laurel all stood within the reception area of the hotel that the Red Canary had made his temporary home.

“Well not exactly I was just presumed dead.” Sara replied to her younger brother.

“I guess that’s why we never found a body.” Lucas realized as Laurel stormed over to her sister and furiously smacked Sara across the face.

“Your death destroyed our family!” Laurel shouted at her. “Dad drunk himself to death and Mum bailed on us unable to cope with your death and yet you were alive all this time.”

“I didn’t mean for anyone to believe I was dead Laurel I washed up on some deserted island where we had to force ourselves to learn just how to survive until we were eventually rescued by a top secret organisation I can’t tell you about.” Sara revealed to her siblings. “By the time I got anywhere near civilization the world believed Sara Lance was dead.”

“Why not seek us out? Why not tell us what happened?” Lucas questioned the White Canary. “How the hell did you wind up on this earth?”

“I got myself into a situation and had to live a life on the run I did think about contacting you both but my life was just too complicated until I heard about the portal in an alleyway back in Star City that nobody can seem to close.” Sara continued to inform her siblings. “I didn’t know you both would be here or that this world would be so different to all the others.”

“You said we…is Oliver…” Laurel began to ask.

“Yes, he’s alive too and he’s also here we both came here in an attempt to avoid a sticky situation.” Sara answered her older sister only to be smacked by Laurel once again.

“You should’ve stayed dead!” Laurel snapped at her younger sister coldly before speeding her way out of sight and as far away from her siblings as possible.

“Oh, great the last thing we need right now is her running loose in this city.” Lucas complained to his newly returned sister. “I’m guessing you’re the canary who cried the witch and her wolf girlfriend to death.”

“It’s kind of what I do or at least what I used to do.” Sara replied to her brother.

“It’s totally what I do,” Lucas smirked at his sister. “In fact, I was intending to kill her myself until you beat me to it.”

“I killed because I had no choice it’s how I earned my survival I don’t take pleasure in it like you Red Canary.” Sara quickly made it clear she was not like her brother. “This path of villainy you’ve chosen for yourself isn’t you or at least it never used to be.”

“Yeah let’s cut this hypocritical speech you seem to be going into newly revived sis because right now I have to go clean up the mess you made and make sure it doesn’t wind up being the death Laurel or me.” Lucas told the White Canary, realizing all questions he had for his sister would have to wait until after they sorted out the Mikaelson problem which he just decided in that moment he was going to take a different approach towards.

Freya Mikaelson and Keelin Malraux’s deaths had the Mikaelson family completely torn as they were forced to deal with another loss which Hayley Marshall had found herself slowly becoming more and more accustomed to while staying close with the original family of vampires.

During her time with the Mikaelson’s she had been around for Kol’s ex Davina Claire’s multiple deaths, her friend Camille O’Connell’s death, Elijah’s brief death, her own husband Jackson Kenner’s death and many other losses both she and the family had suffered as she started to believe her family really was cursed.

“I figured we’d be needing some drink right about now.” Hayley said after vamp speeding into the dining room with a bottle of whisky to find Rebekah and Kol sat at the table silently clearly torn up by the loss of their sister. “Hope called me she’s with her father right now trying to talk him out of coming back here to slaughter the two canaries.”

“He can leave that job to us we almost had Laurel until her bloody brother showed up with that bloody infuriating canary cry, I can’t wait to snap that bastard’s neck.” Rebekah admitted to her brother and Hayley.

“I’m starting to wonder whether or not killing these two is the best move we could make.” Hayley suggested as she placed the whisky down on the table. “Trust me I want that Lucas dead as much as the rest of use but we’re so close to getting Elijah back and so far, they’ve been proven to be the only ones capable of giving that to us.”

“Absolutely not!” Rebekah snapped as she stood up from her chair. “Our sister has died and for that blood will be shed as for Elijah at least he gets to be blissfully unaware where he is now and if I have to choose between cursing my brother to be back in this family or get vengeance for my sister then I choose the path where I get to kill things.”

“I agree with Rebekah sure Hope maybe able to postpone Klaus’ vengeance until he returns home but once he does, he will stop at nothing for vengeance just like Freya would for any one of us.” Kol said as he too stood up from his chair. “Lucas caught us off guard by his newfound affection for his sister, but we will be prepared for them both now and they will die at our hands.”

“Careful now anymore talk of bloody, betrayals and murder may just get me all fired up for round two now Kol.” Lucas told them with a sinister smirk on his face after vamp speeding into their home.

“I guess we know which Canary we’re killing first.” Rebekah announced while looking at the Red Canary with hatred in her eyes.

“Is that really the way to speak to the person who brought you the body of your sister’s killer?” Lucas asked the original female vampire.

“What do you mean you brought us the killer’s body?” Hayley wondered, confused to see Lucas suggesting his innocence.

“I’m touched that I’ve managed to be here a mere five minutes and you assume I’m your number one enemy but sadly there’s clearly more people on the list before me.” Lucas revealed to Hayley, Kol and Rebekah. “You see the witches here hate you all very much as you all know and while you were busy blaming me straight away they were enjoying making you all look like fools and destroy for yourselves the thing you want most.”

“Are you really trying to tell us you’re innocent?” Rebekah scoffed. “How bloody stupid do you think we are? You already tried to kill her once on the very same day she winds up dead in an alleyway.”

“Exactly I tried and failed normally I’d take a day or two before striking again.” Lucas replied. “Let me make myself very clear I didn’t kill your sister witch but the witch who did is now laying headless outside your gates.”

“She’s already dead how very convenient why would we believe a word you said?” Rebekah quizzed the Red Canary refusing to believe his innocence.

“Trust me when I kill someone, I take full ownership and pride in the act I don’t go denying it and offering alliances.” Lucas told Rebekah.

“I mean it’s not the first time a New Orleans witch made a move against us they’d have been top of our list if he wasn’t around.” Hayley admitted to Kol and Rebekah. “Maybe he really is innocent and we’re just starting a war to screw ourselves over.”

“If you’re telling the truth which I don’t believe you are why the hell do you want to build alliances suddenly when you were just happy killing everything that moves?” Kol asked Lucas.

“I thought that something you liked about me.” Lucas flirted with the chaotic original vampire before taking a deep sigh. “As for alliances I just don’t want to see my sister wind up dead for something I didn’t even do which would then force me to take every last one of you out.”

“You genuinely think you can take us.” Kol laughed at the idea of anyone managing to survive a feud with his family.

“Oh, I can guarantee it.” Lucas promised him.

Klaus, Rebekah, Kol, Hayley and Hope had gathered together at the bayou having put what remained of Freya and her girlfriend on a boat by the bayou and pushed it outwards after putting it on fire as they prepared to say their goodbyes to Freya Mikaelson and Keelin Malraux.

Klaus remembered how he first tried killing his older sister when she first came back into his life refusing to trust her only for her to prove herself time and time again as she continued to help them all when they needed her most.

Rebekah thought of how she genuinely believed her sister would be the first Mikaelson sibling to make it down the aisle and how she wanted it so badly for Freya how she wanted Freya and Keelin to live a long and happy life wishing neither would fall prey to the family’s curse only to be stood at their funeral instead of their wedding.

Kol couldn’t help but feel guilt over the many times he had wished both Freya and Elijah dead after the part they played in betraying his former love Davina Claire as he realized, he had got his wish and could never take it back.

Hayley stood there looking outwards to the boat on fire and found some comfort in knowing that Freya and Keelin’s finale moments were spent together without ever having to part and wanted nothing more for the two of them to find peace now and be from all the carnage that comes with their family.

Hope cried while being hugged by her father Klaus as she realized one of the few family members that was never taken from her by the hollow was now taken from her forever and there was no amount of tears of spells in the world that would ever change that.

The five of them continued to stand within the bayou for some time bonded by their grief over Freya and Keelin before Hayley took Hope back to the bayou as Klaus, Rebekah and Kol continued to stay put staying silent for quite some time until grief turned to vengeance.

“So, do we believe this psychotic canary and the tale he spun to you both?” Klaus asked his siblings, finally breaking their silence.

“I don’t believe it for a second however we do need them to believe we’re on side if we’re going to get Elijah back.” Kol answered his brother. “Which means we should make them believe that we believe them until we get what we want…”

“Then slaughter them both and whether it was them or not at least all suspects will be dead.” Rebekah revealed, ready to slaughter all canaries once they got their brother Elijah back.

“Good because I personally can’t wait to rip their heads right off and make them suffer more than they ever thought possible.” Klaus replied.

Laurel couldn’t get over the fact her sister was back that all the pain and suffering that destroyed her family was over nothing because Sara was never dead. She wanted nothing more than to despise her sister for everything she had done but she couldn’t stop herself beginning to feel sorry as she began to wonder what Sara’s life must’ve been like on that island as she worried about this secret organisation her sister was on the run from.

Laurel walked through the streets within the French Quarter of New Orleans as she continued to try and adjust to her younger sister’s sudden return from the dead while walking through a city where she suddenly had many enemies, realizing her newly reconnected family were far from safe only to be left stunned to see Oliver Queen appear from out of an alleyway and stopping her on her tracks.

“Olly…” She managed to say as she was re-introduced to another ghost from her past.

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