𝕌𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖

𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℕ𝕖𝕨 𝕆𝕣𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕤

MARCEL WAS DEAD.

Nathaniel could not believe Hayley when she told him mere hours after the Gerard man had his heart ripped from his chest. Marcel threated to drink the serum removed from Aurora's bloodstream. He threated to become just like Lucien, a monster more powerful than an Original. Even Klaus and Nathaniel.

Elijah did not want to take the chance. He ripped Marcel's heart out and dropped his body off a bridge. That night, he cried about what he had done.

Klaus took it hard. Marcel had been like a son to him. And he watched his brother kill him. Right before his eyes.

Later on, Kol returned to the compound and relayed how the ancestral plane no longer had a hold over the French Quarter. He, Vincent, and Josh crossover into the witches' world and contacted Davina. A sliver of her soul remained, giving her the ability to destroy the ancestors with help from Kol. But in doing so, she also destroyed herself.

More bad news came when Freya checked on the location of Klaus's enemies. All of them were on their way to New Orleans. Each and every last drop of blood on the spelled map.

They readied themselves for the fight of their lives. Klaus, Kol, and Elijah prepped weapons downstairs in the courtyard the next morning, while Nathaniel did the same upstairs to keep an eye on Andrew.

Nathaniel dressed in more durable clothing, incase he had an encounter with one of the enemies. Andrew was in the arms of his father. The only place he could be sure he would be safe.

When shouting erupted in the courtyard, Nathaniel eased out of his room to warn Hayley and Freya. They needed to get out of there. He moved as quietly as possible. At the threshold of the study, Nathaniel paused at the sight of a woman stood in front of Freya. The eldest Mikaelson clutched her throat as blood poured onto her shirt. With the mystery woman's back to her, Nathaniel chanted a spell which pulled the women's heart to him.

The woman fell to the floor. Grey and dead with her heart missing.

Nathaniel ran over to Freya, who had taken to lean against a table. "What happened? What's wrong?" He asked when the blonde paled.

Hayley sped in after the original. "You guys okay?"

Freya groaned with her hand still pressed against her throat. "Poison."

Nathaniel's eyes widened.

Before either of them could speak, a man burst into the study. He rushed for Freya, but Hayley intercepted their path. She sped to him and grabbed his shoulders. He shoved her back, against another table. Nathaniel watched as Hayley reached up and ripped through the man's chest. His heart came out in her hand, splattering the front of her in blood.

Hayley wiped her mouth and moved over to Nathaniel and Freya. "Let's get you out of here." She ushered them out of the room. "Come on. Let's go."

With Hope and Andrew in tow, all three of them fled the compound for Hayley and Jackson's apartment across the street. Nathaniel managed to grab a few prepacked bags on the way out with supplies for both children. Hope and Andrew sat in the playpen, playing with their stuffed toys.

Freya laid down on the couch, panting as the poison that entered her body through the cut on her throat coursed through her veins. "The prophecy is coming true. This is the day Lucien said would come," she exclaimed.