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Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 8, 2014 19:15:44 GMT -6
After speaking with Hayley and assuring her that they would fight united, that they would be a team and face their enemies as a family, he excused himself to be alone in the quarter. It was over. He'd gained his kingdom back, although there were a few more precautions that had to be taken before his Hope could return. He counted down the hours to hold her again.
A vampire he'd hired to procure him something from Baton Rouge returned and handed him the package in passing. Once alone again, he pulled the untraceable cell phone from the envelope and dialed a number. Waiting for it to ring, he smiled as he became anxious.
When the line picked up, he spoke quickly using a native tongue that was no longer used around any part of the world. "Rebekah...my sister." He smiled.
Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Oct 8, 2014 19:31:20 GMT -6
Coo'ing at Hope she couldn't help but smile down at the small girl who had so easily won her heart. It was easy to think back to the moment Nik had told her Hope would be hers to protect. Through everything they still were and would always be family, each had hurt the other in turn for wrongs that had been done to them. However when it came down to it she would rip the heart from the chest of any of threatened him and she would twist the head right off of anyone stupid enough to threaten the small baby laying on the quilt beside her on the floor.
Yes all the maternal instincts she'd spent so long wishing to have were slowly beginning to fall into place but she was still a Mikaelson and to threaten one was to threaten them all. The phone beside her began to ring and Hope seemed to look at it expectantly.
Answering the call she place it on speaker phone as soon as she heard her brother's voice warmth flooding through her. "Nik!" Her excitement seemed to seep through and she was glad to hear her brother's voice once more. "How goes the battle for a kingdom?" She asked only mildly interested but wanting to hear his voice more and knowing Hope needed to hear her father's voice even if she couldn't see him.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 8, 2014 19:57:15 GMT -6
He smiled bigger at her glee. "Ah little sister, we are closer than before. The Kingdom is ours as it once was...but the battle is far from over. You will be happy to know we have extinguished all threats from the Guerrera wolves. I am at my full strength once again and I look forward to the day when I shall welcome you back home." His thoughts went to Hope as he began to walk along the path of the Riverwalk near the French Quarter. He had to be careful, never knowing who was listening. "I do Hope you are well, my only Hope is that you are happy and taken care of." He knew she'd understand his hidden messages, even in another language.
Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Oct 8, 2014 20:23:13 GMT -6
Rolling her eyes as her brother spoke of the battle for the city she looked as Hope and made funny faces before making the universal sign for jabbering on about something as Hope giggled. Smiling she couldn't help but be happy having the opportunity to hear that gurgled giggle and see that smile. It broke her heart that Nik and Hayley couldn't do the same. Being forced to mourn for a child supposed to be lost to them. "Please tell me someone's killed that back stabbing piece of shi...poo, swamp rat of a wolf Oliver." Her tone was dark and angry as she thought of the trick he'd played on her and then the fact that he'd taken Hayley's pack right out from under Jackson.
In truth she knew Hope didn't understand that what she was saying was bad but she didn't want to use such language in front of her regardless. Every time Nik said Hope the little girl seemed to take notice with the smallest tilt of her head as if asking what. "I'm always well brother and I've never been happier." It was the honest truth but she would be happier still if they could all be a family again.
"I just Hope that one day you can reclaim what's yours and find the happiness and love you sorely deserve." When the Quarter was safe Hope would be returned she was just giving her brother a gentle reminder. She knew the monster he could be but when he'd held the infant in his arms he looked the like loving and sweet boy she'd once known him as.
"It stormed the other day and I thought you and your promise for always. The chess piece was a good reminder of the strength and bravery you Hope'd that I would have." She wanted to tell him so badly how Hope seemed to have the same fears but she told the infant the stories of Nik had always been so strong and protective but these were things she couldn't out right say since it wasn't safe and she hated it.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 8, 2014 20:31:37 GMT -6
He could hear the soft coo and giggle of the infant, blabbering away as she tried to speak. Tears assaulted his eyes as he blinked rapidly to clear them from his vision. "Oliver..I shall check on it." He wiped at his eyes and was glad he was out here alone, a smile tugging his lips at the thought of holding Hope and smelling her once more. Knowing that his daughter was safe and sound, happy too, it made him happy. It gave him strength to continue to fight for their kingdom and reclaim the city as theirs. Eliminate their foes and stand united as a family. It had to be done perfectly before he could bring her home, he would not bring her to a broken, cursed family.
He wanted for her what he did not have. Unconditional love and united family. He felt tears well up once more as Rebekah regaled him with a story about a storm and the chess piece. "Ah yes, you still have it. I am glad it has still held comfort to you after all these years. It is more than one could Hope for." He smiled.
Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Oct 8, 2014 20:56:13 GMT -6
"Think a few hybrid bites would about do it and cause the same pain I remember enduring though I made it through, Oliver hopefully won't." She was a Mikaelson she could hold a grudge for centuries and Oliver had been part of the reason for the blow up between she and Nik. Yes the choices she had made had been part of it and she'd been more than willing to accept that but there had been other pieces in play as well.
Though most might miss it she could hear the emotion in her brother's voice, the tightness of his throat as if he were trying to hold back tears. Elijah had been right this small girl was Nik's redemption he just had to be willing to take it. The sooner Nik and Elijah could clear out the city the sooner Hope could return. "So with the Guerrera wolves gone that leaves only the witches. Do you think more vampires will begin to return now that the wolves have been knocked from power?"
Though she seemed uninterested in the war for the French Quarter she liked to tell Hope stories of the process being made, making it sound like a happy fairy tale instead of a depressing and realistic war being wagged. "Davina is...she's alright isn't she Nik? And Hayley?" She had to admit she'd thought of the witch often, girls always had to stick together but this time Davina was one her own.
Every day she missed her family and those she'd grown close to Hayley, Marcel, Davina and Cami, even Josh despite the fact he was a horrible excuse for a vampire. His saving grace being that he was a great person. "Nik I miss you...I know we had our differences and I know you sent me away but I Hope we can all be together again soon. That we can be the family we always wanted to be."
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 8, 2014 21:27:52 GMT -6
He nodded his head and looked over the railing and into the black waters of the Mississippi drifting by. The tide slowly rising as the moon controlled the waves. "I will make sure he is saved just for you, dear sister. It'll be your welcome home gift." He grinned with an evil gleam to his eye. She had deserved the chance to rip apart the man who had tricked her and caused more trouble than good. He'd save him just for her.
"The witches know where they power lay, I am waiting to see if they join the right side. Perhaps we could peacefully live amongst one another..." He began to chuckle and shook his head, "Oh come now, who am I kidding? Any witch with remotely any involvement in our...child's...death...would be killed on the spot. I'd like to say Hayley is fine but she has taken a taste for vengeance. Can't blame her really. They were the reason our child died." He closed his eyes, reminding himself silently that she lay nestled in Rebekah's arms somewhere out there.
"Davina is proving to be an asset and is being kept safe and sound. She has decided to go back to school and I think it'll do her some good. She has spunk. I like it." He chuckled.
He looked up at the moon and wondered if there was a moon where she was or if the sun had chosen to rise yet. "I miss you too, Rebekah. Soon. Hold on to your [i[Hope[/i] and it'll always work out. All we have left is Hope...and our Hope will reunite this family. Mark my words, Rebekah. Mark them." He said before he swallowed hard and heard footsteps behind him. "Do not call this number back." He said before hanging up the phone and tossing the phone into the Mississippi river, watching as the black waves devoured the phone as it slowly sank to the riverbed floor. He turned to see Marcel standing behind him, a smile on his face. "What's the verdict?" He asked before stepping forward to walk with his old friend.
Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Oct 8, 2014 21:55:36 GMT -6
A smile curved her lips since her need for vengeance and restitution ran deep as it did with any Mikaelson. The pain of not one but multiple were-wolf bites had been one of the worse experiences of her life. At least when being daggered the pain was short lived and then there was nothingness. “I always did like your gifts.”
Smiling down at Hope and gnashed her teeth in a playful manner as if she were going to eat the little girl up. Hope giggled at her those bright eyes of her glimmering in the dim light of the room and it made her feel almost whole though only her brothers could complete her. After so many centuries together it felt good to be on her own but she at least wanted the option to return.
“Witches and vampires have been at war since our creation, our mother was a fine example of that wishing us all dead.” Though it wasn’t witches in general Nik spoke of it was the withes in the Quarter. When he spoke of Hayley wanting vengeance she couldn’t blame the mother wolf. When Rebekah had left she’d been so sure Hayley would be the one raising Hope, loving her every day but now it was Rebekah trying to fill the void, giving the infant as much love as she could but knowing she needed more.
“You know I could care less about any war for power Nik but make them pay. That little girl…your child. Make them suffer.” Her voice was cold as she thought of Hayley’s throat being slashed, of the attempted sacrifice of the baby laying next to her, of everything her family had been forced to endure. Leaning over she kissed Hope’s head, though she knew Hope was still alive and safe that wasn’t what mattered, those wolves and witches had dared to threaten her family and she wished them dead.
“Davina could use a normal life, though I don’t know if she’ll ever truly have it. She’d a good girl Nik despite how you’ve made her suffer.” In truth it was how they had all made her suffer having used her for her power.
Listening to his words she smiled and nodded despite the fact that she couldn’t see him. His tone of voice changed and then he was gone. Sighing she hung up the phone and leaned over to pick Hope up hands under her arms and she laid back holding the infant above her chest. “See Daddy loves you very much little one. Forever and always.” Kissing Hope’s chubby little cheek she smiled glad for the phone call no matter the quick end.