Who - Marcel Gerard and Niklaus Mikaelson What - Feels!!! Where - The compound When - Now Rating: Status - In Progress
Marcel sat in the courtyard, his back against the wall around the fountain. He'd been trying so hard to distract himself from everything. Try to remember what it had been like here before. With the Mikaelson's treating him like family again/ But, so much had happened at home. Having to allow the witches to sacrifice Davina so that her power wouldn't destroy the city. Klaus finding out that he was he and Rebekah who had summoned Mikael back in 1919. His exile from the city he had called home since before he'd ever met the Mikaleson's. And the resulting war between him, Elijah and Klaus, meaning that none of them even saw the Guerrera wolves coming.
He'd been so blind in his hatred of Klaus. The man who'd saved him, sired him and also destroyed his happiness. The man who'd raised him. Taught him everything he knew. Taught him to stand up and fight for what was his. And, that was why he'd fought.
But, now, every time he walked through the courtyard, all he could see were the bodies of his guys, strewn all over the place. Slaughtered by the wolves masquerading as humans. Pretending, biding their time to get their revenge on him for destroying their clan. Or, so he'd thought. It was why he'd offered the place to Klaus and Caroline. He couldn't bear to be there on his own. Not any more.