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Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 19, 2014 16:37:36 GMT -6
He held out his hand to her, a smirk on his lips. "Then we exact that revenge. Let's go for a witch hunt." He suggested after Hayley had expressed her divine hate for the witches of New Orleans. "I hear there should be a wiccan celebration in Jackson Square, perhaps we should join in and have a tete-e-tete with one or six." He chuckled darkly and closed his fingers around her hand once she placed it in his palm. He led her towards the door to leave.
Stepping outside, he released her hand and placed a hand on the small of her back as they walked the sidewalk streets of New Orleans, passing tourists who were taking photos of the balconies decorated for Halloween.
Post by Hayley Marshall on Oct 19, 2014 16:45:20 GMT -6
A witch hunt sounded perfect right now. Now that francessca was dead they could focus on their next problem. Witches. And like Klaus said what better time when they were all together at this celebration. Why should they celebrate while her daughter was not with her. It was their fault she was a hybrid to. They should suffer.
All this anger and hatred built up in her it would be good to let some out. Walking with Nik she could feel her fangs already growing at the thought of watching the witches suffer. Rolling her eyes at the tourists she thought about ripping a few of their throats out sometimes too. But then she was a monster.
When they reached Jackson square she stood there with Klaus and smirked watching them as one by one they realized who had just joined in on their celebration.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 19, 2014 17:01:16 GMT -6
He smirked and looked around. "Hmm..where to start? Let them get out of sight..follow them and do as you wish." He instructed, making sure they did not draw attention to themselves. He began to walk left and watched the crowd of witches gathering, some of them never suspecting a thing. Some of them feeling the shark in the water, knowing danger was near as their witchy senses kicked in and alerted them to his presence.
Stepping behind one of the witches responsible, he leaned down to whisper into her ear. "Come with me or I rip your head out right here and now." She turned around to see him, her face full of horror and fear. "Use any magic and you will regret it, sweetheart."
Post by Hayley Marshall on Oct 19, 2014 17:06:15 GMT -6
She watched as Niklaus moved left, so she moved right, her senses hightened she could smell the fear from some and it made her smile. Spotting one of the witches that were part of witches that had taken her baby away from her she struggled not to lash out and kill the witch there. HOW dare she get to live and celebrate and rejoice while Hayley suffered. For a moment grief filled her, but as the pendant that Elijah had given her shimmered slightly her grief changed to anger as she followed the witch as she moved away.
Following her into the alley she growled as the witch used her powers to bring hayley to her knees, only for a second though, determination got her back up as she sped closer to the witch slamming her back against the wall, a hand wrapped around her throat. "You've lived long enough. Don't you think ?" She asked with a smirk.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 19, 2014 17:34:00 GMT -6
He looked down at the witch and lifted her chin, running a finger along the bottom of her neck. "Your blood....I want it spilled over the asphalt of this city. You were in the coven who waged an attack against my family and for that, you will pay with your blood." He draped his arm across her shoulders and led her down the busy, loud street of Bourbon. Jazz and hip hop melted together to create a unique melody of the city. Street performers doing their best to gage reactions from the drunk tourist that littered and crowded the streets. Slipping into an alley, he pushed her against the wall and grinned. "I want this to be the last thing you see...this precious city..she's mine." He said before ripping into her throat and muffling her screams with his hand.
Post by Hayley Marshall on Oct 19, 2014 17:40:10 GMT -6
The witch tried to fight, but while also concentrating on breathing the little air she had as Hayley squeezed harder, was hard enough. Hayley smirked, her eyes black as she enjoyed seeing the witch suffer. Leaning in she hissed in her ear. "You won't stop me from making sure your whole coven, no, all the witches suffer and die so i can see my daughter again." She said her voice barely a whisper. Watching the witches face as she made the link she ripped into the girls neck with her teeth and feeding on the witches blood. As she fell limp she pulled away just for a second before shoving her hand into the witches chest and pulling out her heart, squeezing on it as the blood trickled down her hand. Yes she was definietly dead.
Turning as another witch came into the alley she smirked and within the blink of the eye had her up against the wall, not even bothering to say anything she ripped out the witches throat as blood covered the walls and Hayley she smirked. This was a blood bath. Just what she needed.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 19, 2014 17:53:10 GMT -6
He smirked and let the woman fall at his feet, her body almost completely drained of blood and her neck open and gushing from the little she had left. Licking his lips, he watched as a few other witches attempted to take him down, it held him back for a moment before he pushed through it. Their magic was weakened as each witch died. "Good try, love." He grabbed one by the throat and flung her body over the barbs of the gate, a common thing in the Quarter. Remnants of the city's history. The spinning barbs that surrounded the top of the gates for well off families. He'd left a trail of blood from Bourbon to Ursuline Street. And he wasn't stopping anytime soon.
The woman's body now impaled as she bleed out, it fell like blood rain and her eyes slowly faded until she was dead. He smirked and bared his fangs before rushing after the others.
He was full from the blood and content that they all suffered. Stepping up to the corner, he saw her with one of the witches as she fed and smirked. Making his way over to her, he leaned against the wall as she continued to rip at her throat. "Quite a blood trail we've left..."
Post by Hayley Marshall on Oct 19, 2014 18:03:03 GMT -6
She smirked as she pulled away from the bleeding witch who was barely alive, begging, sobbing, trying to escape as she laid there limp. "I'm not done yet. They have to suffer." she growled as the witch fell away from her and tried to crawl away, pulling her back with a tug as she ripped off one of the girls legs she smirked and shrugged. "Opps," She said before she pulled out the witches heart and dropped it to the floor.
Covered in blood she walked past Niklaus into the public, they were in an area that not many tourists walked into. It was mainly witch territory. Spotting a witch walking she smirked slightly."just one more snack." She mumbled as she shifted into a wolf, racing forward, ah yes, it felt marvelous to be in this form again, to be free, to kill like an animal. Attacking the witch she slammed it down to the floor before biting into her through, piercing her teeth into her neck, the red blood dripping down her white dress dragging her through the compound as she did. When she was done she dropped the girl carelessly, blood still trickling as she lay limp.
Looking up as Niklaus had followed her she just tilted her head in a wolf like way and smirked before shifting to a blood covered, very naked human. "I think they got the idea, don't you ?"
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 19, 2014 18:13:04 GMT -6
He grinned and quirked a brow as he watched her, intrigued by the anger she expressed. He followed her after she shifted into a wolf and chuckled by her savage way of ripping the witch to shreds. She was embracing her new gifts, falling into place as a hybrid. He was...proud.
He followed her through the area until she drug the witch into the compound courtyard, then shifting back. Both his brows rose as he looked her over, rubbing the stubble of his chin. He eyed her appreciatively and was not disappointed by the naked woman before him covered in sprays and smears of blood. He swallowed and shifted his weight as his eyes finally rested on hers. "I believe they have. Very well done." He stepped up closer to her and leaned close to whisper, "You are covered in blood...and it may be the sexiest thing I've seen all day." He teased her, pulling back to step around her and squat next to the ripped to shreds body of the witch. "I'll have her body destroyed."
Post by Hayley Marshall on Oct 19, 2014 18:36:03 GMT -6
She smirked as they got close enough for her to smell the blood of the witches on his breath. She smiled as he called her sexy. She hadn't felt sexy, not in a while. Not being pregnant and especially not since.
Licking her lips she smirked looking down to the body of the witch and shook her head. "Leave it there. Maybe then if anyone tries to come in they'll see what happens when they piss me off." She said putting her hands on her hips "I need a bath." She said simply before turning away from Niklaus and walking up the stairs still naked Wiping her mouth, the pendant bouncing gently between her breasts.
She was a hybrid now, she had a werewolf temper to go with her new appetite, and the witches that caused her to lose her baby, well, they were worth nothing more than food.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Oct 19, 2014 19:17:14 GMT -6
He tilted his head at her suggestion and grinned, "I suppose we could, but not for long. Bodies tend to begin to decompose and I rather not smell that rancid scent." He gave her a wink and stepped over the body, watching her as she placed her hands on her hips. She recovered quite nicely after having their child.
I need a bath She said and he continued to smirk. She turned from him to walk up the stairs and he watched appreciatively as she walked away from him. "Nice ass.." He said low, knowing her ears would pick it up but amused with himself for toying with her. When she disappeared into the bathroom, he looked at the body and shook his head. Had he turned her into a monster like him? Elijah would be the first to point that out, he was certain.