1.17 "Welcome Back, Papa Tunde"

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2 days later.

2 days later

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I was walking around the streets of New Orleans. 

Marcel had called me to tell me that Nik was back from Mystic Falls and wanted to meet everyone in the Compound. 

Well, i didn't want to see him. 

I walked through the witches part of New Orleans. It was raining. I looked around but no one was here. I walked around the corner and gasped. 

Two male witches were laying on the ground in some circle. 

They were pale and had something carves in their foreheads. 

My jaw dropped when i recognized the symbol.

It was Papa Tunde's symbol.

I took my phone out and called....well, Diego. He was with Nik so..

Diego "Where are you?"

Me "Get Nik here. now"

Then i hung up and looked around. I couldn't hear a single heartbeat so i was a bit relieved.

--

Nik and the others showed up. 

I pointed at the two bodies "I found them like this. He's back"

Marcel began to walk away but he turned to us "This mark is tied to some bad Mo-Jo.Any brain and you stay back in town and stay the hell out of this. "

Then he walked away.

Suddenly my phone rang and i looked at it.


From: Bekah

Come to the Harbor.

Now.


Nik looked at me.



At the Harbor. 

I walked into the warehouse and i saw Rebekah standing there. She was with Thierry.

There was this mark on the ground.

Bekah "Somebody is cooping a very dangerous witch"

Me " I just found something like that. "

They looked at me.

Me "In the witch part of the city. Two Vampires got sacrificed"

Bekah shook her head, confused  "I just don't understand why would someone leave it here just for us to find? Unless they wanted it to be found"

Suddenly we heard a voice "Mademoiselle Mikaelson. Mademoiselle Blake"

We turned around. 

Rebekah's jaw dropped "That's not possible"

Papa Tunde smirked  "Sure it is, chérie. It's magic"

Rebekah speeded at him but he grabbed her neck and chanted. 

 She kneeled down and he took out his knife. 

Thierry speeded away. 

Rebekah screamed. 

Suddenly everything went black.


---

My eyes widened and i looked around. 

Elijah was carrying me. 

I groaned out and licked my lips. 

there was blood on them. 

Me "Whose blood is that?"

Hayley "mine"

I breathed out "Thank you"

Hayley "it's fine"

Me "'Lijah, let me go"

He let me down. 

I made a step forward but then my legs gave in. 

Elijah caught me in time and picked me up again. 

He was amused. 

I glared at him "Not funny"


Night. 

I saw Rebekah walking through the streets  "Bekah!"

She turned to me. 

Me "Can i ask you something?"

Rebekah nodded  "Anything"

I walked to her "When we where, you know, channeled, I don't know what it was, if it was just a dream or a flashback but...You have to be honest"

She nodded.

Me "The first time Papa Tunde came to New Orleans, it was Marcel who brought him here, wasn't it?"

Rebekah looked at me before looking away.

I breathed out "So it was really him. So you and Marcel really brought Michael to New Orleans as well, didn't you?"

Rebekah's head snapped to me. 

Me "I overheard a conversation with you and Marcel that night. Rebekah, how could you?"

Rebekah shook her head "You don't understand"

Me "Then make me understand. I lost Nik, you and Elijah because you brought Michael to New Orleans. Why did you do it?"

Rebekah "For love"

Me "If Michael would've killed Nik, Marcel would have died hours later"

Rebekah shook her head "But we didn't know that back then"

Me "You told me that you were running from him. That he wanted you all dead. What made you think that he would let you and Elijah live?"

Rebekah shook her head "I don't know. Honestly. But you cannot tell Nik"

Me "Rebe-"

Rebekah pleaded "please. "

Me "You know what i've been through because of you and Marcel"

Rebekah nodded " and i am so sorry"

Me "I just got Nik back. I don't want to get involved into this mess, alright?"

She nodded "okay"

i nodded "Good"





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