i'm not queen || the originals [2]

•i'm not a witch•

~•⚜️•~

The stunning and pregnant Immortal walked out of her room towards her balcony and looked up at the night sky of New Orleans. It was going to be a full moon tomorrow night. She sighed and looked slightly worried, knowing her only remaining family will transform into her werewolf form.

"Hayley needs a moonlight amulet." she mumbled and quickly walked back inside her room, towards her dresser. She rummaged through her old dresses and took out a small black velvet pouch from one of the hidden pockets of her dresses.

The noirette sighed in relief. "It's still here." she mumbled as she opened the pouch and took something out.

In her hand was a moonlight ring that was owned by Mignon Farien Labonair-Avery, her mother.

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With a wary look on Imogen's beautiful face, she stood beside Klaus Mikaelson and Marcellus Gerard as they watched Elijah Mikaelson crouched down to examine Papa Tunde's corpse inside a magic circle in the middle of the courtyard in the compound.

"Can I get you anything, brother? A magnifying glass? A pipe, perhaps?" Klaus asked sarcastically, seeing how serious the look his brother was giving the corpse.

Imogen turned to the hybrid and gave him a look. "Nik!"

Klaus smiled innocently at the noirette as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "I'm kidding, my love." he said and kissed the side of her head.

Imogen smiled and shakes her head in disbelief. "This is serious, Nik." she told him.

Elijah looked at his younger brother. "You have a theory you'd like to share with us, Niklaus?" he asked.

"Back in the day, the witches wanted to send a threat, they'd just kill a chicken and leave it on your doorstep." Marcel told them.

Elijah sighed and stood up. "It's rather a large and ominous chicken, wouldn't you say?" he said and glanced at Imogen, who chuckled quietly. He smiled softly at her before looking at his brother.

"Papa Tunde defeated Rebekah with ease, almost got the two of us as well." Klaus said and looked at Marcel. "If he was supposed to be the prize fighter, why leave him for dead in our front yard?"

Imogen turned when she heard footsteps and turned to see Rebekah walking towards them.

"Well, don't you look cheery." Rebekah said and stood across the four. "Listen to this, a girl literally exploded from a grave today as Sabine was giving a tour of the city of the dead. It was Monique Deveraux."