KLAYLEY SHORT STORIES.

NIXA MIKAELSON .

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CHAPTER ONE.

2012 New Orleans.

"Niklaus where is Hayley?" Elijah asked walking into the Art Studio and Klaus looked around at his Brother,

"I have no idea I thought she was with you, were you not together at the bayou earlier?" Klaus snapped, he had hated their relationship and closeness and Klaus spent most of the time ignoring them both, all he cared about was the child in her womb at least that was all his, something his Brother couldn't get his hands on.

"I left Hayley in the bayou with Jackson he said she left over two hours ago but no-one has seen her since," Elijah said with a frown.

"You were meant to protect her Elijah you have not left her side in Six months whatever possessed you to leave her when she is close to giving birth," Klaus snapped his voice rising in anger, frustration and the tingling sensation at the base of his neck that alerted him to something amiss and Klaus whooshed out of there, looking around the bayou he followed her scent and it ended at a flattened space in the woods broken branches on low bushes and bent and broken small plants in the vicinity showing there had been a scuffle or fight here, no blood thankfully but Hayley's scent disappeared here she had been cloaked. Klaus whooshed back to Quarter and sought out Genevieve finding her in the witch Sanctuary Davina looked up from her spells with the other harvest girls and scowled at Klaus, Genevie gave him a seductive smile her,

"What brings you here Klaus," She purred and Klaus completely ignored her flirtatious tone,

"Hayley has been cloaked and has disappeared, find her," He barked, Genevieve's eyes opened wide, and shook her head,

"No that's impossible," She retorted she was double crossing Klaus she had done a deal with Francesca, the Ancestors wanted Hayley and the child dead there is no way a witch of New Orleans would dare take Hayley, "I need your blood," Genevieve ordered Klaus as she rifled the bookcase for a New Orleans map and swept everything from the bench the young witches were using for there spells, bowls herbs and bottles holding magic tonics crashed to the floor shattering and the four harvest girls stepped back never having seen Genevieve lose her shit so dramatically before and Davina frowned and looked at the Man she had hated since he had come to the City and saw the worry and fear in his eyes, Genevieve was acting out of character she was always so sure and smug, now she looked like she was coming apart at the seams, Klaus bit into his wrist and let it fall on the map.

Genevieve chanted, Klaus's blood did not move, Genevieve chanted louder, the blood still did not move, Genevieve started screaming the chant the windows of the witch atrium rattling at her intensity, the blood stayed stationary, "THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE, HAYLEY CANNOT BE THIS WELL CLOAKED, THE ANCESTORS WOULD NEVER ALLOW A QUARTER WITCH TO INTERFERE WITH THEIR PLAN," Genive screamed out as blood started pouring from her eyes, the Ancestors displeased with her and blood started to pour from her ears and mouth.

"The Ancestors are angry and displeased with her," Davina said out loud as Genevieve's neck was magically broken and she fell to the ground, Klaus looked at Davina,

"Would trying a world map for a locator spell make any difference?" He asked Davina knowing it wouldn't. Davina looked at Klaus seeing a hollowness behind his eyes, usually they were full of arrogance, cruelty, derision, threat and manic power, but now they were empty broken.