[ THE STAND: CHAPTER THREE ]
Rhea had gone back to the cemetery to join Davina and Ares, but what awaited her, shocked her beyond belief. Hayley was trapped within a circle, covered in nothing but a blanket whilst Davina and Ares spoke to her.
"I used magic to draw you here and to keep you a captive audience." Ares told the wolf who only looked more furious.
"Davina, Ares, I need to see my daughter." Rhea felt sorry for the hybrid, she had been cursed to her wolf form, only to see her daughter once a month on the full moon, what was her brother and friend doing, taking that away from here?
"I'm sorry, but I need you to do something for me first." Davina told her calmly, it didn't seem to calm Hayley down at all, she only seemed to get more frustrated.
"What the hell do you two think you're doing?" Rhea questioned as she made herself known.
Davina and Ares motioned her to join them outside of the tomb, she looked over at Haley apologetically, before catching up with the two.
"Once a month, she gets to see her daughter, and you're taking that away from her?!" Rhea all but shouted as soon as she came to a stop, alarming the two witches.
"I just need her to do something for me, those witches don't respect me. Marcel told me I need to make a show of force." Davina told her, Rhea only looked at her like she was crazy.
"And we're taking leadership advice from Marcel, now? He stopped your people doing magic, Davina. Don't become him." She warned her friend, who couldn't quite meet her eyes.
"Rhea, just trust us. Please." Ares pleaded with his sister, who only sighed frustratedly before shrugging her shoulders.
"Fine, whatever." She told them, the latter two let out a relieved breath of air before all of them joined Hayley back in the tomb.
"If you don't let me out of here, now. I swear I will kill you!" Hayley shouted, Davina rolled her eyes and chucked her a shirt and jeans while Ares held up a blood bag, something Hayley was clearly craving.
"You can try, or we can have a polite conversation— you might benefit from it." Ares told the hybrid who glared in his direction.
"You magically kidnapped me on the one night that I can see my daughter. Do not talk to me about polite!"
"I drew you here to help you!" Ares was growing impatient now, Rhea could see that, he had a lack of sympathy for Hayley's motherly instincts.
"Elijah asked all of you months ago to break the curse, and you said no."
"The Regent of witches can't be seen doing favours for the Mikaelson family."
"And we didn't particularly want to help that family in anyway." Ares stated, but truthfully, he hadn't even told Rhea that Elijah had asked for help. For Hayley, she may have said yes— she just didn't understand why Ares didn't inform her of that.
"But maybe we can help each other out." Ares finished as he chucked the blood bag to Hayley, who finished it within seconds— getting blood all over her hands.
"Look, I have access to the witch ancestors. I can channel the power of the one who created the spell that cursed you. You can be free, Hayley." Davina told her, that obviously peaked Hayley's interest as she stood to her feet, licking the stray blood from her finger tips.
"Under your terms, I'm guessing." Hayley remarked, upon seeing Davina sigh, she said, "Spill."
"There's a witch in the 9th Ward who hates that I'm Regent. She tried to kill me. If I retaliate, I'm starting a civil war, and I don't want to do that."
Realising where she was going with the conversation, Hayley stared at her, before replying.
"Fine. Just tell me who you want dead."
Rhea had left the tomb, not wanting to listen to it anymore— she waited for Hayley, however.
"Hey." She called out as the hybrid left the tomb, "I'm coming with you."
"You want to come and murder a bunch of witches with me, why?"
"Call it boredom, or maybe my everlasting hatred for New Orleans witches or maybe, this is the psychotic break that everyone's been expecting me to have; take your pick." Hayley smirked, motioning the witch to follow her.
"Well then, let's go on a witch hunt."
And so they did.
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Rhea had crept back into her apartment, incase Davina or Ares were present— she was surely a sight to see, blood splattered her clothing and face, making her look like she had quite literally just walked out of a horror film.
"Tell me you didn't." Came the voice of Ares as he flipped the lamp on, causing Rhea to flinch in shock.
"Tell you I didn't what? That could be referring a number of things I've done..." She told her brother as she headed towards the bathroom, in desperate need of a shower.
"Rhea! Look at me." He shouted, the tone of voice he used with her was enough to make the witch flinch, before turning to face her older brother.
"I know you're hurting, I can see it in your eyes. You put up a front on for the world, but I see straight through it. You can't carry on with this reckless behaviour, if the ancestors find out you had anything to do with this, they'll shun Davina because of her loyalty to you— and need I remind you, Davina only took the position as regent to get more power from the ancestors to try and resurrect Kol, for you."
"It hurts, so much, Ares." She confessed, this was the first time she had outright spoken to her brother about how she felt, "I thought it would be easier, because I lost him once before but I literally feel like I'm going insane." She let out a strangled sob before collapsing to the floor, shaking overtook her body— Ares knelt on the floor, wrapping his arms around his clearly broken sister, rubbing her back soothingly, he whispered promise after promise into his little sisters ear.
"It's going to be okay, little sister. You're going to be okay, you're stronger than this. We all find a way to bring Kol back, I swear to you." Rhea could barely even hear him over the sound of her own sobs, this was the first time she had truly broken down since Kol died— but delaying the breakdown had only made the emotions build up, and it had hit her like a tornado.
"I love you Ares, pántote."
"Pántote."
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Short but I just wanted to show how much Kol's death had affected Rhea, she puts up this front but she really is suffering inside— which makes her act out and do reckless things. Whilst Ares is trying to keep her out of all things Mikaelson, hence why he never told her Elijah asked them to break Hayley's curse.
Pántote = Always.
-Meg✨