"They'll be here soon" I smirked looking out the window at the now dark New Orleans landscape, the moon had reached its apex meaning Niklaus was at his weakest.

"Not soon enough" Nik snapped from his place on the floor, I sighed and stepped away from the window turning to kneel in-front of my husband, I took his clammy face in mine kissing his forehead and then his lips.

"We're going to kill them all Nik, every last one" I promised.

The plan had been set in motion; we had come to the conclusion that Francesca didn't have the white oak stake as she would have used it by now, we would worry about who actually had the stake once the mutts had been dealt with and all the moonlight rings had been accounted for.

Marcel's friend Joe that he had turned a century ago would already be at the Guerrera mansion right now pretending to turn on his own kind in exchange for a peaceful life in the quarter, when really Joe would just be sending the wolves to their death.

Joe would send the wolves Cami's way after convincing Francesca that Father Kieran had come into possession of the white oak stake. Cami would send the wolves to the Olmstead Distillery across the river to find the stake only it wouldn't be there, Marcel would.

Meanwhile Elijah would take care of the Guerrera family; Elijah had the Guerrera mansion declared a historical landmark which meant it was owned by the people of New Orleans meaning that vampires could enter the large estate without an invitation.

While all this was happening, Nik and I would stay in the compound me being his personal bodyguard until he got/ his full strength back.

BANG!

"Looks like our friends have arrived Nik" I smirked hearing grunts and soft footsteps coming from the court yard.

"Well what are you waiting for angel?" Nik questioned with a raised brow, I scoffed lightly kissing his forehead before disappearing into the shadows.

I watched the mongrels swarm my home splitting up in search of my husband and I, two left there pack heading up the stairs only they didn't make it far. I sped up behind them, plunging my hand through their backs pulling out their hearts dropping them on the ground in disgust taking the moonlight rings from their unpolished fingers.

I barely had time to pat myself on the back for a job well done when I heard growling to my left, I turned and leered at the six wolves who dared barge into my home.

"Did all of you come to see little old me, well don't I feel special" I smiled sarcastically, the six mutts charged at me I jumped in mid-air speeding past them so I was now behind them.

"One of you will lose their heart like your fallen comrades by the staircase, two more will soon be headless, one more will be down a spine because I'm feeling creative, and the rest will just have their necks snapped being that I get bored easily" I explained as they turned to face me again.

"Even an original is weakened by a werewolf bite" the bitch in the suit and tie sneered, making me tilt, my head in confusion.

"Biting is between lovers, not queens and peasants" I explained before pulling out her heart.

"Who's next" I smiled sinisterly as their eyes turned amber and their poisonous fangs extended.

I vamped around them spilling their blood as I went, I decapitated one fellow throwing his head into the court yard, then I snapped two of their necks before creeping up behind my next victim plunging my hand through their lower back and grabbing a hold of their spinal cord snapping it making my victim cry out in agony, I may not had pulled their spine all the way out but the wolf still died.

I was pulled from my blood lust by as hand gripped me by the back of my neck, I felt fangs glide across my neck but before the wolf could bite me, I reached behind me and pulled his head dislodging it from his body.

The last two wolves looked on in horror but before they could do anything I sped forward and snapped their necks with a bored expression.

When all the wolves were dead I searched there hands taking making sure to take all the moonlight rings.

That's when I spotted, the backwater, Kurt Cobain, wannabe looking around for his now dead friends he came towards the archway where the staircase was his face paled as he looked at the dismembered bodies of his pack.

"Oliver right?" I questioned, wiping the blood from my face in disgust. I didn't give him time to reply as I smashed his face into the concreate ground, Oliver tried to get up but I used my stiletto clad foot to keep his body on the ground.

"Down boy" I mocked.

"You blood sucking bitch" he roared.

"Oh you wish I was sucking your blood darling, now you're going to deliver a message to the rest of your mutts who were smart enough to stay home tonight, tell them they can come but Thyra Mikaelson will be waiting for them and if they know what good for them, they'll be stop trying to play with the top dogs" I threatened as I pulled him up from the ground by the neck and slamming him into the wall.

"You should have stayed with your original pack, but I doubt Arielle and Jackson will take you back after your betrayal" I taunted as I pulled the moonlight ring from his finger.

"Now leave but if I see you again I'll remove your head and mount it on my wall" I warned throwing him through the gates of the compound, I watched Oliver run like a coward with a scowl on my face.

I sighed turning to check on my husband when suddenly my phone vibrated in my pocket, I took it out reading the text with a grin.

***

She thought she had gotten away.

I could see the look of relief on her face as she sped down the road in her shiny expensive car, unlucky for her, her relief wouldn't last long.

Then her paranoia kicks in as she looks behind her no doubt to make sure Elijah isn't coming to slaughter her like he did to her brothers, little did she know the real monster was waiting right in front of her.

I kept a blank look on my face as I stood in the middle of the road; this was a technique straight out of Damon Salvatore's handbook.

She panicked when she saw my figure in the middle of the road slamming on the breaks to avoid hitting me, her head hit the staring wheel from the abrupt stop, when she looked up I was gone.

She sighed in relief only to scream when I hopped on the bonnet of her car, I kicked my foot through the windshield smashing the glass I then bent down reaching into the car pulling her out by the hair, as she begged for her pathetic life.

"Hello Francesca. Goodbye Francesca".

***

I watched him stand on the roof of his new home looking across the river at the city he once ran with an iron fist, I hadn't seen him since the night Eden was smuggled out of the city.

"If your tying to sneak up on me it's not working" he called out with his back still facing me.

"I don't sneak Marcellus I strut" I joked walking towards him so I was right beside him looking out at the river, we stood in silence neither of us saying a word both waiting for the other to say something first.

"I'm sorry" I apologised breaking the silence.

"For what?"

"For your friend dying and for avoiding you these past few months" I replied sincerely.

"Joe knew what he was getting himself into, as for ignoring me, I get you lost your kid" he shrugged making me flinch, it killed me to know that Marcel knew Eden was alive only he had been compelled by Nik to believe she was dead. Marcel had suggested he be compelled just encase anyone asked questions, even though I told him I trusted him to keep Eden a secret.

"This is the second time I've lost her. Esther turned me while I was pregnant I thought this was my second chance to have the baby Niklaus and I had lost and don't even get me started on 1919 when I thought you had died, maybe I'm not mean to be a mother" I whispered.

"You got me back" Marcel smiled nudging my arm.

"You still want me after I've been a horrible mother".

"You'll always be my mom" he told me throwing his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into a tight hug.

"I'll be better I promise. I love you Marcellus" I mumbled as I held tightly onto my son.

"Love you too mom".

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A/N

A lot of blood in this chapter and a nice Marcel/Thyra moment.

So I had serious writer block this week, I seriously thought my fanfiction career was over (yes I'm slightly over-dramatic) anyways hopefully the next chapter will flow a bit better, I'll admit this chapter was not my best work.

P.S yes it was Thyra who killed Francesca.

Gif of Thyra kicking ass above ^^

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