Eden Morningstar, the first born daughter to God and Goddess, had been cast out and ever since then, she's been brought into many things. She's badass, powerful, headstrong, and if you hurt her or anyone she loves, she will make you wish you were de...
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"Its no secret, it's just none of your business"
I walk down towards the living room where the two Mikealson siblings stood, as usual they were stuck in their sibling spat.
"The witch would like to know what the plan is?" I ask, making my presence known.
"Well, that depends what plan you mean, love-- my plan for global domination, or Rebekah's plan to find love in a cruel, cruel world?" Klaus snarkily comments as he tries to discreetly look me up and down. Men, am I right.
Rebekah takes a pencil from the desk beside her and throws it in Klaus' direction but the hybrid catches it easily before it can embed itself in his face
"The plan to rescue Elijah. You know, the good brother? The one who is now in the possession of your mortal enemy after you stabbed him in the back?" I say
"In the front, if we're being specific." Klaus says and I roll my eyes.
"You two said that you would get him back. So is there a plan, or what?" I say. The only reason I cared for Elijah, was because he was the first person to show actual care for my baby.
"Okay. Well, firstly, Marcel is not my mortal enemy-- he's my friend. Albeit one who is unaware that I'm trying to sabotage his hold over the supernatural community of the French Quarter, but a friend nonetheless. And secondly, I daggered Elijah in order to gain Marcel's trust. If I had known he would place my brother in the hands of a particularly nasty teenage witch, I certainly would have weighed my options a bit differently. And thirdly Sister, please." Klaus says
"And thirdly, the plan, as you have demanded, is for Niklaus to simply ask Marcel for Elijah back." Rebekah says
"That's... that's not the whole plan, is it?" I ask
"Please! Klaus may be a miserable excuse for a sibling, but there is none more diabolical." Rebekah quips.
"And what's Plan B?" I ask
"War." Klaus smiles innocently.
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