Chapter Twenty-Five
ST. THEODORA HEALTH CLINIC
The next day, in the cafeteria, Callahan and Keelin are with their best friend, Christy, eating breakfast together.
Eggs, waffles and plastic bottles of orange juice.
{Christy Outfit}
"I was happy to have a chance to hangout with you guys here at the clinic." Christy said, taking a small swig of her plastic bottle of orange juice.
"We appreciate you doing this. We really do." Keelin said.
"But so, how are you?" Callahan asked and glances at the golden dampener cuffs on both of Christy's wrist. "I can guess by your golden dampener cuffs, you aren't so well."
"Not really no." Christy said. "Right now, I'm at risk of becoming my dark alter ego."
"You are?" Keelin said, shocked.
"Yeah." Christy said.
Callahan and Keelin exchange worried looks at each other.
"You guys? I'm okay. I'm fine." Christy said. "I didn't come to visit you two so, you guys can worry about me, I came to visit my two best friends for breakfast."
"We understand, Christy. We do." Callahan said. "And we love you."
"I love you guys too." Christy said.
Callahan's pager buzzes in his doctor coat pocket. He takes his pager out and looks at it.
"Gotta go. A few patients with the flu." Callahan said, putting his pager back on his doctor coat and getting up to his feet. "I'll see you later, Christy."
"Okay." Christy said.
"Alright." Callahan said, and takes another waffle and eats it as he walks away.
"Want to help me finish eating the rest of this breakfast food?" Christy asked.
"Sure." Keelin said.
Keelin and Christy exchange small smiles at each other and they eat the rest of the breakfast.
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ON THE ROAD . . .
Later that day, Christy drives in her '74 classic orange Honda Civic hatchback car.
Suddenly, Marcalos appears in the middle of the road, causing Christy to swerve and stops her car on the side of the road.
Annoyed, Christy gets out of her car, closing the driver's car door.
"I'm not shocked that you didn't run me over." Marcalos said.
"What do you want, Marcalos?" Christy asked the Underworld Elder God.
"How does it feel that you're gonna die and come back as your dark alter ego?" Marcalos asked.
"Really? I don't have time for this." Christy said, and slowly walks back to her car, but stops and turns back around to look at Marcalos. "Why are you punishing me for my husband's past sins?"
"Because Klaus deserves it." Marcalos told her. "And when you die in his arms, it will crush him deeply."
"Klaus already knows that he's not innocent. He knows what he's done, the people that he's hurt, the lives that he destroyed and the bloodshed. But he's been redeemed of that. He finally has love and happiness for himself." Christy said and slowly walks up to Marcalos, eyeing him. "So, go ahead, Marcalos, do your worst, send my immortal soul to your Underworld, torture me for all eternity for your fun, but knowing my husband, Klaus, he doesn't break easily."
Marcalos and Christy exchange tense looks at each other and he vanishes away in a flame ball.
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MIKAELSON COMPOUND
That afternoon, in the courtyard, Christy is sitting on the sofa, gently fiddling with the golden dampener wrist cuffs, zoned out.
Klaus slowly walks into the courtyard and looks at Christy. "Christy?"
Christy looks up at her husband. "Hey."
"Where were you just now when you were zoned out?" Klaus asked, sitting in the armchair.
"Just thinking." Christy said.
Klaus glances at the golden dampener wrist cuffs that Christy is gently fiddling with.
"You're not thinking about taking those off, aren't you?" Klaus asked.
"Nope." Christy told him.
But Klaus senses something off. "Chris? What's wrong?"
"I saw Marcalos." Christy told him, which makes Klaus becomes worried. "He wants me to die so, that you can feel the unbearable agony pain of heartache. I have a bad feeling when I temporarily die and come back as my Dark Enchantress, Marcalos is gonna hold it over your head."
"I can handle whatever Marcalos says." Klaus said.
"You think you're the most Big Bad, but Marcalos is far worse than you." Christy said. "He's actually the Devil."
"Christy? I've known Marcalos ever since I met the evil bastard. I know what sadistic things he's capable of doing with a malicious grin on his face. I've been to his Underworld Palace and seen things with my own eyes and it didn't frighten me." Klaus said.
"Even Persephone's hellhounds?" Christy said.
"Yeah, even them. And it didn't frighten me." Klaus said. "But I also adore the fact that you boldly stood up to Marcalos."
"I'm not scared of him." Christy said.
"Of course you're not." Marcalos said, causing both Klaus and Christy to look at him. "But I am the Devil."
Marcalos then, thrusts his hand at both Klaus and Christy, causing them to fly backwards, smashing into the table and on the floor.
"I've gotten to the point where I just don't give a shit anymore." Marcalos said. "I'm tired of playing around."
Klaus looks at Marcalos as he saunters up to knocked out Christy.
"You want to hurt someone, you hurt me." Klaus told Marcalos.
Marcalos stopped walking and looks at Klaus and grins, maliciously, at him. "That's what you want, don't you, Klaus? But I am hurting you. I'm taking my wrath out on your beloved wife, your Epic Love Soulmate."
"Then, take me. Kill me. Not her." Klaus told him, slowly getting back to his feet. "Christy doesn't have to suffer for all my past sins."
Marcalos looks at Klaus with a straight face. "And how do I know that you're not just saying this to prevent me from inflicting agonizing torture on your woman?"
"Because you and I both know what I've done in Mystic Falls and New Orleans. I have blood on my hands. I'm not innocent, but Christy is. So, take your vengeful wrath upon me." Klaus told Marcalos. "I'm done with Christy risking her life for mine, making sacrifices for me. So, go ahead, kill me. Take me. Not her."
Marcalos looks at Christy, who stirs, slowly regaining her consciousness. And then, he looks at Klaus again with a cunning smirk.
"Well, that's a helluva try, Klaus Mikaelson. But I'll have to pass." Marcalos told him.
Marcalos eyes glow red and uses his dark powers to pin Klaus against the second floor balcony railing.
Marcalos grabs Christy by her throat and lifts her up in the air.
"Let her go?!" Klaus exclaimed.
"You know, Klaus. If you hadn't been such a mean asshole, Christy wouldn't have to suffer for your misdeeds." Marcalos said.
Marcalos and Christy exchange tense looks at each other. He touches her right forearm and puts a dark curse on her.
And Marcalos drops her on the floor and uses his dark powers to release his magical hold on Klaus and he falls on the floor.
Klaus slowly crawls up to Christy and gently holds her in his arms.
"What did you do to me?" Christy asked.
"I put a dark curse on you. Every time you use your magic, Christiana, you weaken yourself and die. Slowly." Marcalos told her. "So, enjoy your last days, Legendary Famer, it'll be over before you know."
Klaus, Christy and Marcalos exchange tense looks at each other and Marcalos vanishes away in a flame ball.
Klaus and Christy exchange worried looks at each other.
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