ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙᴀᴛᴛᴏɪʀ,
ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ,
ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ.

A lengthy, wide, oak table stood in the compound. Food and glasses lined each side of the surface. Klaus and Alvaro sat at one end of the table, side by side opposite Hayley and Morgana. Prudence sat beside the Morningstar, eyeing the vampires closely whilst Ambrose sat beside Alvaro, opposite Marcel.

The Spellman and Blackwood were eyeing the vampires attentively. Glaring or giving a pointed look at whoever glanced in their direction. Morgana sat on her chair confidently, her watchful eyes taking in every detail much like her mother, her father's glint shined in her light sea-green orbs.

Many few of the New Orleans vampires even attempted to glance in the Morningstar's direction. There was something...truly, entirely intimidating about the woman. None of them could pin-point the why. She like the two witches had sprung up from nowhere.

But, what was most unnerving was when she first appeared. They'd all arrived to find her sitting on her chair as if it were a throne. Her calculating eyes and presence was the most bone-chilling they'd ever felt. And they didn't understand why they felt as they did. She was totally unknown. But she, and the warlock, the witch were all deeply routed with the Originals. That was an extremely bad sign, for them away.

Klaus stood from his chair - he'd ordered this gathering to show he was going to be every heavy on power and to establish a few important details - he tapped his fork against his glass, eyeballing his guests "Let us begin with a toast to our shared gift, immortality. After a thousand years, one might expect life to be less keenly felt, for its beauties and its sorrows to diminish with time. But as vampires, we feel more deeply than humans could possibly imagine."

He gestured to the compelled servants. They approached the table in unison and sliced their wrists, allowing their blood to flow into the vampires' glasses.

"Insatiable need, exquisite pain. Our victories and our defeats. To my city, my family's home once more. May the blood never cease to flow."

"And the party never end." Marcel raised his glass making Klaus glance in his direction.

"To New Orleans." Diego raised his glass.

"To New Orleans." Klaus agreed, smirk playing on his lips.

Everyone of them, except Morgana raised their glass "New Orleans." Prudence smirked slyly into her glass, as Ambrose bit his lip, hiding a smug look behind his wine. They both somewhat knew the Morningstar temper, and defiance. All of them - Caliban included - loathed it when people attempted to overthrow their rule or touch what was theirs. Also, they had experienced Lilith and Lucifer. Morgana was definitely them in one body, but boy was she her father's daughter.

"I understand that some of you may have questions regarding in the recent change in leadership, and-" Klaus met the Morningstar's gaze "-other matters." He looked over them all "I invited you here tonight to assure you that you are not defeated. No. My intentions moving forward are to celebrate what we have. What Marcel, in fact, took and built into this." he placed a hand on Marcel's shoulder "A true community of vampires."

"What about them?" Diego spoke up, pointing at the duo at the opposite end of the table, Hayley glared and Morgana sported a deathly one "The wolf and...her?"

"Had you let me finish, Diego, you would know that there is, of course, more matters I would like to address." Klaus walked towards the other end of the table, and stood behind Hayley "As many of you know, the girl is carrying my child. Consequently, I trust you will all pay her the appropriate respect. That also goes for my dear friends," he gestured to each individual as he spoke their names "Ambrose, Prudence and-" he smirked "-would you like to take the lead or?"

"Yes." Morgana smirked, before raising to her feet with regality, she scanned over the vampires "But before we get to introductions, there are things that must be said. Mr Spellman and Ms Blackwood are allowed to perform magic, and if any of you were to threaten one or both of them, if you live, you will answer to me."

The warlock grinned widely, taking a sip of wine as Prudence sat back in her chair, legs crossed over, a cat-like smirk on her lips. Morgana briefly met Alvaro's eye, much like Klaus, he couldn't keep the smirk off his face.

"As you all now know," she held her hand towards the original opposite her, glancing over the vampires "he is the king of Hell. Forget the questions of how or why he is king. Ask the important question: who? Who made that possible?" She glanced over their frowning faces "In my absence you lot have done something very, very bad. Last night, you attempted to get rid of Alvaro. Well, if you think Hell wouldn't come knocking then your wrong."

The vampires sat around the table were pulled into the air, hands flew to their necks. Morgana's head swayed, into a tilted position. The vampires were thrown on to their chairs, they groaned and choked, clutching their chests. They felt their hearts atomizing into stone, their veins hardening and the air become extremely toxic. They all slubbed into themselves when it stopped. Eyes flew to the attractive, pale, pregnant woman.

"That was merely a taste of what awaits you."

"What gives you the right?" Diego questioned, Ambrose and Prudence met one another's gaze, Hayley gazed wearily at the ravenette, having not experienced her friend's full nature. Klaus smirked, head swaying, taking great delight in the fear in the room. Alvaro growled at the young vampire in warning.

The fire in the place roared mightily, flames shoring up to the roof instantly. Whilst Morgana raised her head, voice clear, arms held out lightly "I am Morgana Morningstar. Queen of Hell. Daughter of Lucifer Morningstar and Lilith. Themselves." Alvaro smirked proudly "You will kneel before me, the Mikaelsons-" she placed a hand on her stomach, she saw the question in their eyes "-and my child." She met Alvaro's gaze, smirk crowning her lips "Mine and Alvaro's child."

Klaus grinned widely as his brother stood, placing his hands on the table before leaning forward, all sign of emotion vanishing instantly as he hovered over them. Only Ambrose and Prudence didn't cower. Alvaro's voice took a deep and empty tone "Of course, if any of you touch a hair on either of them. I'll show you things worse than death and Lucifer himself."

"We also have one final matter to address." Klaus smirked, turning the attention to him "I understand that some of you are concerned by this vicious rumour that I intend to use the blood of my child to create hybrids." Hayley glanced at the hand, Klaus placed on her shoulder "I assure you, I do not."

"Father of the year." The werewolf said bitterly before taking a sip of water from her glass as Klaus made his way back to his chair "It appears I will have to earn your trust. Very well." He stood next to his brother, eyes shining mischievously "We'll eliminate the root of your anxiety. You see, how can I sire any hybrids if there are no more werewolves alive in the Bayou to turn?"

"What?" Hayley went wide eyed, whilst the two witches shared a look, knowing that the werewolf should have been more careful with her words "Klaus, no."

"So eat, drink and be merry." Klaus continued, ignoring her, holding his glass in a toast "And tomorrow, I suggest you have yourselves a little wolf hunt. Go ahead. Have fun. Kill them all."

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ᴏʟᴅ ɢᴏᴠɴᴇʀɴᴇʀs ʜᴏᴜsᴇ,
ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ,
ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ.

"Absolutely not,"Rebekah objected, arms crossed over her chest, glaring at the furniture moving man who passed her "I paid for that."

"Please." Elijah walked down the stairs before joining his sister "You've never paid for anything in your life."

"I hardly see how that's relevant. Nik's just punishing us. And Alvaro's punishment will not be far behind."

"Well, we've hurt them deeply, it would seem."

Rebekah gave him a bewildered look "We believed the word about them the one time in a million when the word wasn't actually the truth." Her gaze followed him as he began towards the door "Where do you think you're going?"

"To ensure that Hayley doesn't suffer for our mistakes. If our brothers are feeling vindictive, we cannot trust that she is safe." Elijah said before leaving. Rebekah scrowled after him before following, worried for the safety of Ambrose and Prudence.

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ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙᴛᴛᴏɪɪʀ.

Ambrose was sorting out his grimoires and luggage. He'd put away his books and grimoires. He was now attacking his suitcases.

"All set up, huh?"

The warlock screeched, jumping in surprise. Since Kol's death, he'd forgotten how sneaky the Mikaelsons could be with their vampiric speed. He placed a hand on his chest, panting "Rebekah. Decided to stay, then."

The blonde smiled "Why did you miss me?"

The Spellman snorted "Like I even tried."

"Liar." She saw right through him, he smiled sheepishly.

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ʙᴀʏᴏᴜ,
ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ,
ɴᴇᴡ ᴏʀʟᴇᴀɴs.

"Fan out, find them and bring me some heads." Diego ordered the vampires, outside the shack where Hayley was held just days ago.

"I'd rather you didn't." Elijah informed, after he, Prudence, Ambrose and Rebekah appeared behind him.

Diego spun around, eyeing the party surprised "What the hell are you doing out here?"

"I've come to suggest you seek other hunting grounds."

"Suggestion noted."

"Now, Diego," Prudence purred seductively walking forwards "it would be such a shame to have to rearrange that...decent face." She raised her hand to touch his face, but he grabbed her wrist "Now, now, your forgetting something."

Diego released her, bending over, clutching his head as the veins leading to his brain slowly atomized into stone "What the hell do you care about wolves?"

"Generally, I don't." Elijah answered walking forwards with Rebekah, as Ambrose sneakily picked a herb from a nearby bush before joining them "However, this particular clan is not to be touched." Prudence released her speak "Goodbye."

"Bye." Rebekah smiled as Ambrose waved, the Blackwood smirked.

Diego sighed, looking at the four grimly before moving his hand in a circular motion "Nothing here, anyway." He whistled before he and the vampires began to leave.

The Spellman kicked the dirt on the ground as Rebekah turned to her brother, hands planted on her hips "Great. I guess our job here is done."

"Not quite, I'm afraid." Prudence said, eyeing a figure stood a few meters away, Elijah sped forward. Rebekah sighed before following, after taking Ambrose by the arm. The Blackwood rolled her eyes playfully "Lanuae magicae."

The three joined Elijah to find a blonde woman stood before them, Rebekah raised her eyebrows "One of Hayley's litter-mates, I presume."

"Hayley sent you here to protect us, didn't she?" Eve questioned "Tell her we appreciate the concern, but we've been looking out for ourselves for awhile now. Nobody finds us unless we want to be found."

"Well, we found you so..." The Mikaelson woman trailed off.

"Like I said." Eve produced a map, stepping forward "There's some I thought you and your family should know about."

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ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙᴀᴛᴛᴏɪʀ,
ɢᴀʀᴀɢᴇ.

Davina sighed pulling away from her friend, staring at her only friend with concern "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah." Josh answered but faltered under her unconvinced expression "No, not really. I mean, I totally led Klaus's brother into a trap that was like the most epic fail of all time. So, yeah, I'm kind of crapping my pants right now, figuratively...so far."

"It's okay." Davina reassured "You can trust Marcel and if Klaus tries to hurt you. I'll hurt him."

"If you actually could, I'm sure you would've done so by now."

Davina spun around as Josh looked towards the entrance, he frowned as she half glared at the ravenette woman leaning against the wall "You're Hayley, Klaus's wife."

The Morningstar laughed "Morgana, actually. I'm Alvaro's other half. Speaking of, on a minor note, you'll have to go though me if you attempt to 'hurt' him. I'm the pregnant infernal tribrid," she pointed at the two, sparingly "and you must be the all-powerful, wiccan super witch Davina. And Joshua, the newbie vampire who's crime remains unjustified. Oh, and mostly next to died."

"Oh, fantastic." Josh answered sarcastically, hidding his fear.

"Infernal?" Davina questioned, eyeing the older woman curiously but cautiously.

"Creature of Hell. It's queen actually," Morgana strolled forward, holding the young witch's gaze "Lucifer's daughter. And, I have a proposal for you, Davina. Purely from me. No strings attached to the originals."

"Sorry, but no thanks." The brunette declined quietly.

Morgana humed, before shrugging lightly "Very well." She smirked lightly but sinisterly at the pair before leaving.

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ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙᴀᴛᴛᴏɪʀ,
ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʏᴀʀᴅ,
ɴɪɢʜᴛ.

Klaus jogged up the stairs only halting when he felt a familiar presence, he sighed. It had been a very long day. Between the human faction and his elder brother and sister he was tired "Haven't you had your fill of telling me all the ways I've disappointed you, Elijah?"

"Well, there is something important we neglected to discuss." Klaus turned, a sigh falling from his lips "I accused you having ulterior motives regarding the child. I was wrong. I'm sorry."

Klaus raised his brows "I imagine that must have been hard for you to say."

"You don't make it easy to love you, brother."

"And yet, you're obstinate in your desire to do so. When you're ready, should you be so inclined, both you and Rebekah are welcome to join us all here." He half turned, ready to go upstairs "It is, after all, our family home."

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"You've been up to something, haven't you?" Alvaro inquired eye's wide, brows raised as he entered their room, watching as Morgana ran her hands through her hair.

She half pouted, raising her head meeting his gaze "What makes you think that?"

"Ooh." He drew out, before his eyes narrowed "Because I know you. Always up to something."

She smiled, glancing at the floor before he placed his hand on her baby bump "I've simply, been about. What have you been up to?"

He chuckled smiling brightly "Nothing 'onestly. Just following someone...some people." His eyes sparkled.

"Been following me, huh?" She clarified, hardly surprised.

He humed "Nothing is going to harm you and our boy." He caressed her baby bump before sliding to his knees, keeping her gaze as he rolled up her night shirt "I promise you. Always." He placed a kiss on her bump. Getting a little kick in response. They laughed.

"Yes," Morgana beamed as he kissed the back of her hand "daddy's quite the charmer, isn't he." She chuckled feeling her boy give another kick, as if it were agreeing with her.

Alvaro grinned raising to his feet, brushing a hair behind her ear before kissing her on the lips. He humed "I can't wait until you give birth."

"Why?" She grinned cheekily "So we can meet our boy or get back to certain antics?"

"Both." He beamed cheerfully "Come on, let's go to bed. Let's enjoy the night before something crops up tomorrow. A spot of Reign, maybe."

She chuckled, remembering when she had introduced him to television. She nodded in agreement. She liked Reign, but she knew he loved the show. He just wouldn't openly admit it.