Prologue

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"Where is he?" Elijah Mikaelson demanded as he entered the lavishly decorated compound, there seemed so be flowers in full bloom everywhere and compelled waiters serving champagne. This was supposed to be an elegant masquerade affair to celebrate the end of summer, but the host was nowhere to be found and Elijah felt like a complete fool to have fallen into such an obvious trap.

Elijah was now looking with accusing eyes at his only sister Rebekah who until a few seconds ago had been too bust flirting with a young gentleman to pay attention to Klaus' whereabouts, which apparently he had been planning all along.

"Who?" Rebekah asked.

"Klaus," Elijah said the word out with an almost nasty tone. His jaw clenched as he tried to imagine where his younger brother may be. "No."

Rebekah stood up and looked at him. "But where could he be, this is such a lovely party?" she bit her lip as she looked at Elijah almost wondering if he was thinking something different. "You don't think."

"Oh, I do think that sister," Elijah said guessing what Rebekah was thinking. "He went after the wolves."

The Mikaelsons and the wolf clan, Luna had been having trouble for the past couple of months since neither one of them could agree what was the best way to separate the territory in the French Quarter. Klaus of course had wanted to exterminate them all, but Elijah wanted to make peace with them since there were very few werewolves around and it wasn't like they were a threat to Klaus.

The brothers of course hadn't seen eye to eye on this and Klaus had waited until Elijah had been properly distracted to pounce which was so typical of him. "He went after the wolves," Elijah said flatly.

Rebekah quickly compelled her date away and grabbed her purse. "You drive, let's go find Nik. The last thing we need is another bloody war. I finally found someplace that I like and I'm not going to let Nik's selfish needs ruined that."

It took almost forty five minutes for the horse drawn carriage to reach the bayou where it was normal for the Luna Wolves to live in horribly, small cramped houses. Elijah saw that the driver had been left dead on the floor. Elijah felt a small irritation in his chest. Of course it was Klaus.

"I don't hear anything," Rebekah said nervously as she and Elijah made it through the freezing bayou.

"There," Elijah said quickly as he vamp speed to where he smelled the scent of blood. Rebekah stiffened in her place when she saw the scene, every inch of the forest was covered with blood, bodies, and intestines everywhere. Nik had spared no one, women, children, and men were all dead. Where had her sweet brother gone? Rebekah doubted that that man even existed anymore.

"Brother, sister," Klaus greeted them sarcastically. His party clothes were covered with blood. "Come to join the fun? I'm afraid that you arrived too late."

"Nik," Rebekah looked around looking slightly sick to her stomach. "What did you do?"

"I think the better question Rebekah would be what didn't he do?" Elijah looked furious. "This wasn't supposed to be the plan! We had a deal, Klaus!"

"It was your plan, brother," Klaus said as he looked around with open arms. "Not mine, no this plan will work much better we have total control of the city. The French Quarter will be ours brother."

"But at what price?" Rebekah sounded disgusted. "Look around you Nik, you killed both women and children."

Klaus scowled. "Don't get all sentimental on me, Rebekah I did what had to be done and what my dear brother did not have the guts to do. You're welcome." The fury between the siblings was slightly forgotten when they heard a cry.

The cry of a child. The three siblings quickly exchanged looks as they dashed off to where the crying was coming from. Rebekah got there first and stopped in front of a crib. It was a small, wooden crib with several moon shapes carved into it and a small pink baby blanket.

There was a baby girl crying uncontrollably in the crib, her bright, pink cheeks were strained with tears and her fuzzy blond hair was a mess as the pink ribbon was falling off. The baby couldn't be more than a few months old.

Rebekah smiled when she saw the child. "Hello, sweet darling." The baby seemed to stop crying when she saw Rebekah. A woman's presence seemed to calm her down.

Elijah looked at Klaus who was staring at the baby with confusion. "It looks like you didn't kill everyone, brother."

"She must have been inside when her parents were fighting." Klaus arched his head. "Not to worry I will finish her off and we'll be on our merry way."

"Don't you dare!" Rebekah hissed.

"Niklaus!" Elijah warned him off. "She is but an infant, surely your rage can be spare for a little girl. She is not harm to you, Niklaus."

"Nonsense," Klaus said flatly as if Elijah were an idiot as he looked at the infant that Rebekah was cradling in her arms and making idiotic baby faces too. "That girl, that infant is the heiress of the Luna Wolf Pack. Who says that in the next decade wolves won't come in search of her, wolves who want to take over the quarter?"

"We will not let that happen," Elijah said. "Besides after everything that has happened today, people would be terrified to step foot in the French Quarter. You have marked your territory Niklaus so let the girl live in peace. She is not a threat to you."

Klaus let out an exasperated sigh as he looked at the baby in Rebekah's arms. Soft blond hair and round blue eyes. Klaus was reminded of when Rebekah was a child herself. It would be a shame to harm someone so defenseless "All right," Klaus said rather grudgingly. "I will spare her, her life."

-End of Prologue-

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