NEVER GIVE UP NO MATTER THE ODDS

“Don’t go…”

right before RE4

GET TO KNOW ME: ♡ [7/15] Female Characters: ☆ Camille o'Connell (The Originals)

'Look at him a total trainwreck let him off this ride lift him out of all the pain he tells himself he needs to hide'

GET TO KNOW ME: ♡ [9/15] Male Characters: ☆ Klaus Mikaelson (The Originals)

SHIP EDITS ↣ ELLIE HELLSTROM & JOHN MYERS

↪ELLIE HELLSTROM (@legaciestold) X JOHN MYERS (@myersbprd).

A huff escapes John's lips that's rather akin to a laugh, one that's almost equal parts humored and bemused. "When I was a kid, I always wanted my life to be a superhero comic so much." Alas — no radioactive spiders or secret alien DNA for him, much to his younger self's disappointment! "I guess that wish ended up coming true after I was too old to think it could." The vampire part, he could do without ( at least as far as his own humanity is concerned, but he doesn't have a say in that anymore ). As John's gaze shifts from the immaculate landscaping that surrounds the mansion where Elena is, apparently, residing, he tacks on, "You make it sound like yours is an epic Greek poem."

Perhaps it is. A battle for glory between two kings in the Crescent City, spurred by their wrath and pride, while what some might call ' fate ' intertwines its finale with the life of a seemingly ordinary young woman with hidden power: it certainly sounds like a legendary saga, doesn't it? The notion had crossed his mind when it was initially suggested that he and Liz travel to Louisiana after far too many reports about conflict between vampires, witches, and werewolves were brought to the Bureau's attention; such issues possess too much potential to scale beyond secrecy, to endanger innocent lives, to be ignored. However, thoughts of his cousin hadn't been far behind. After Judith's recent call fretting over her sudden relocation to New Orleans, John had felt true trepidation. Unknowingly, Elena had moved into a supernatural warzone.

Or — not so unknowingly, as it turns out. Finding her in the company of the hybrid and fully aware of it had shocked him to a degree he had believed it was no longer possible to feel. The BPRD has encountered Klaus in the past, the last instance far before his time, though the immortal had reportedly appeared more interested in the organization than of a bent to hurt it without cause. However, from poring over old case files, John conjectures that the Original maintains closer tabs on their activities than is made obvious. As it is, Klaus presents as far too paranoid to blindly allow them to monitor and study the paranormal without an understanding of what they know. No. The threat is clear: Klaus probably won't harm Bureau agents if they happen across his path, on the condition that they stay out of his way and never try to raise a hand against him.

John wonders if Klaus has always been aware that Elena's cousin is part of the BPRD. Regardless of the answer, it likely hadn't seemed important enough to mention until now.

"So, you two are allies." She can gauge who he's referring to. Clearly, she's as important to Klaus as she says she is considering he and Liz are currently unharmed — why? While many men have fallen at Elena's feet, a thousands year old hybrid doesn't strike John as the sort, nor is she the type of woman who would permit herself to be used. ' If the other side finds out about me I'll be the most desired prize sought after in the war for a lot of.. reasons. ' He shakes his head slightly. This is weird. "The BPRD's not at a point of taking sides. But we need to know what's going on, and if innocent people are going to get hurt." Whichever victor takes the crown, they want it to be the one who will incite the least turmoil, who will bring a balance back to a city that, by most accounts, has been sorely lacking it.

Marcel seeks to subjugating the witches and the werewolves in the Quarter, and while that has led to a decrease in supernatural related incidents the last few years, it's surely a tenuous kind of peace ( not to mention a method that he personally dislikes, besides ). Now that Klaus has returned, more questions have arisen: is innocent blood to be spilled in exchange for the crown? and, if this bid is successful, what does Klaus plan to do with that power? With Elena involved and choosing a side, John's concern about the answers have only risen.

the scents of fauna and humidity cling to the air, freshly stirred by the emergence of a bird from a bush near the two cousins, a wiggling worm in it's beak as it flies up and away. blue hues stare after it, as if it evokes some kind of strange memory-scape within elena. she remembers a crow in a tree raining leaves upon her. she remembers the image of a snowy owl in a barn. these flashes are blink-and-you'll-forget level brief, disjointed or-- well, disconnected perhaps. she has moments like this, from time to time, glimpses into something that's no more. on some level she's begun to understand that it was in fact, something, once, but now is no more though all the links in-between are still lost to her. it's like her connection with her cousin, elena considers as her eyes drift from the disappeared bird to john's features, stronger than it makes sense to be in how things are, and yet, familiar and true.

she's not sure if she's supposed to understand.

she thinks, maybe it's some stubborn part of her refusing to fully give in to something yet contrarywise, it holds her further steadfast in her current path and her conviction that what was at play now was a kind of.. newly formed kismet of it's own. it reminded her of the jars of crystalized violets her grandmother used to keep on display. on one visit they'd be organized by color and on the next there'd be jars which held a mixture, presumably because her grandma had decided to reopen them and mix up the contents, remaking the jars anew.

'so, you two are allies.'

elena's focus shifts back into the present upon his statement. for that was what it was, a statement of fact and yet it felt not enough-- an understatement even if elena was unsure what term would better suit it.

"yes, of course."

again, there's no waver in her tone though she's aware of how things must appear to john. or at least, she has some kind of idea of how it might. what sense it did make upon the surface that there should be any true loyalty between a twenty-something girl and the original hybrid who's histories had been storied across centuries? she's sure it would seem she is a pawn just as much as whatever or whoever marcel has hidden away and used thus far to keep the quarter under his control.

(they will discover what such is, elena is determined upon such.)

however, elena is no pawn anymore than she'd ever allow herself to be used in a fashion she wasn't readily willing to use upon her own quest. klaus has proven himself more than once in his willingness to protect her. true she is of use to him and she holds no illusions that at first such was the cause, but now... something had begun to ignite even back in fell's church that drew him to her when he'd saved her from tyler and those icy waters the teenager had pushed her into in his quest to save himself. something had... awakened. something that she thought neither of them fully understood and yet tied her to him as much as she knows it did klaus to her.

'taking sides'

the bprd might not be into taking sides, but elena's path was chosen from the first moment a man she'd later discover a hybrid had commented on a painting at the museum in paris while her aunt took little meggie to get juice that summer before senior year. elena hadn't known she'd stand here now then, but she had known on some level that her life had had a before and after and something had changed irrevocably. sometimes it scared her, how intense that feeling was but it also thrilled her.

"you being here means you already know what's happening." elena quips though she understands what he means, allowing another sigh to follow from her lips. "this city is on the verge of war and no war has ever been fought without innocents hurt." it's a fact that sets elena at unease even if she's already committed herself to the knowledge that such would be unavoidable. (doesn't mean she can't try to prevent as much bloodshed as possible though!)

"you know, i'm not ignorant. i know what's said about him. perhaps i don't know every gory detail but i know enough. i also know he's not the one killing witches for using their own magic or cursing wolves. he can be brutal, but he's not cruel for the sake of it." she thinks there's likely much more depth to marcel's choices too but it didn't matter really. elena wasn't switching sides anytime soon. actually, not ever. "klaus is a hybrid." she reminds as her cousin grips her shoulders. a hybrid who had a part of himself locked away. "he wouldn't do what marcel is doing." perhaps in a few specific cases of those who cross him, but not to the whole of the community.

"that's complicated john. or maybe it's not complicated at all." she huffs in a bit of frustration directed at herself. "do you know what broke the curse his own mother placed on him?" elena questions, figuring that this much has been kept from whatever records the bprd might have been able to gather. she knows klaus had also spread much misinformation.