《口れ工ち爪- K.爪工K丹モㄥち口れ》12
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Sophie is in the cemetery, packing various bottles of magical ingredients into her backpack, when Hayley enters the mausoleum with Raven cautiously in tow.
"Hey. What the hell?" Sophie asks.
"You're going out there anyway, aren't you? I wanna go with you" Hayley says.
"I would prefer not to go but Hayley has a habit of getting herself in trouble" Raven says.
"No, thanks. Already got assaulted by Klaus this morning. Don't need a repeat" Sophie says.
"What if whatever is responsible for all those dead witches is still out there? We've already established that it likes me and hates witches, so you'll be safer with me" Hayley says.
"Sorry if I'm not buying your sudden concern for my safety" Sophie scoffs and Raven rolls her eyes.
Raven blocks the exit, forcing Sophie to stop and listen to Hayley.
"Listen. The whole reason I came to this stupid town in the first place was to learn more about my family. Your sister's the one that told me Marcel ran the werewolves out of the Quarter into the Bayou. And last night, I'm pretty sure that some guardian-angel-wolf saved my life along with Raven. So, I'm coming with you"
Rebekah walks into the mausoleum and joins the other girls.
"Could you three be more idiotic?"
Hayley and Sophie both look at each other and sigh in frustration as Raven picks at her nails.
"Two can play the follow-game, you know! You heard Klaus, he and Marcel are headed right where you're going" Rebekah says.
"So distract them. Because unless you wanna lock a hormonal, pregnant werewolf in a tomb, I'm coming with you. And wouldn't Elijah be mad if he hears that the baby and I died of asphyxiation?" Hayley says, crossing her arms.
Rebekah stares at her, clearly annoyed by her stubbornness. Sophie rolls her eyes and sighs again, resigned to having Hayley, Raven and Rebekah tag along.
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Sophie, Raven Rebekah and Hayley continue to walk around the woods of the Bayou to look for the dead witches.
"So, this Harvest thingy- tell me more," Rebekah says.
"Klaus said to wait," Sophie says.
"Yes. He also said to stay out of the bayou and yet here we are, among the crawly, buzzy creatures" Rebekah muses.
"We're here," Hayley says.
They finally reach the place where the witches were killed. Their bodies are all bloodied and ripped apart, and a dismembered head lies near the bodies. Raven gags slightly when the smell hits her nose. Sophie, who looks sick, kneels down to dig around her bag for the ingredients she needs to consecrate her fellow witches.
"Ugh, bayou heat is causing them to decompose faster" Raven holds her hand to her nose.
"Whoa"
Hayley sees a huge paw-print in the mud. In a nearby tree, there are three bloody scratches in the bark and Raven crouches to inspect them.
"Is that a wolf track?" Sophie asks.
They hear the sound of crunching footsteps nearby which causes Raven and Rebekah to stand protectively in
"Who's there?" Rebekah calls.
The person approaching them is a male vampire.
"What the hell? An Original?"
He gets scared and immediately runs away with vampire speed, leaving the girls standing and gaping in shock.
Raven glances at the girls before she leaps into the air and right before their eyes morph into a blackbird.
Raven tails the informant all the way to the bar and lands on a branch in a tree, watching as Klaus approaches the informant.
"Tomas, I presume? Marcel asked me to find out what you know about the dead witches"
"I heard they were going after some pregnant werewolf and her Shapeshifting friend. They were stupid, being out there all alone"
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"Yeah, they were, weren't they, yes? It's amazing how gullible some people can be"
Klaus smiles and snaps the vampire's neck and is alerted by eyes on him. Only to see a blackbird that then proceeds to hop from the tree and morph into Raven as it lands.
There's a knock at the door as Raven stands making herself something to eat.
"It's for you," Klaus says to Raven and he opens the door to reveal Derek.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Raven asks, crossing her arms.
"Can I come in?"
Raven walks to the kitchen, Derek in tow.
"Why are you here Derek?"
"I want to apologize," Derek says. "And give you this"
Raven opens the envelope to reveal a cheque for a large sum of money.
"As an apology"
"You think you can buy my forgiveness?" Raven asks.
"Come on Raven, you kind of need it"
Raven grabs a plate from the worktop, anger rising in her at Derek's comment.
"I DON'T NEED YOUR MONEY" She shouts and launches the plate before grabbing another. "I DON'T NEED ANYTHING FROM YOU. GET OUT"
Klaus grabs Raven as she reaches for the kitchen knife she was using.
"Raven, no" Klaus says as she points at Derek.
"You have five seconds to get out before I shove my foot so far up your ass you're tasting the streets of New Orleans for months!" Raven snaps and Derek stares at her. "Have you become hard of hearing in the past month? Go!"
Derek nods and turns away, walking out the front door. Raven grabs another plate but Klaus stops her.
"One more for good measure?" Raven asks.
"Go on then," Klaus says and Raven hurls the plate and it hits Derek on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious.
Raven closes the front door with a wide smile.
"Well, I'm going to have to send someone to buy new plates now," Klaus says, looking at the pieces of plate all over the floor.
"Oops," Raven says.
"I take it he's not a friend?" Klaus says.
"I wonder what gave it away?" Raven asks sarcastically, grabbing the sweeping brush and beginning to sweep up the pieces of plate.
Raven's timer goes off and she opens the oven, pulling out lasagna and grabs some plates, unsmashed.
"There's a need for an extra one!"
"Elijah!"
"I was going to come down and greet you but I was afraid of the flying plates" Elijah gives Raven a quick hug before she begins to serve the lasagne.
"Well, Klaus stopped me before knives began to fly," Raven says as Rebekah and Hayley appear.
"Was that Derek?"
"He's on the front lawn if you want to say hello," Raven says and Hayley laughs.
"I'll go give him a kick in a little bit"
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