1x1 with Lazarus/ mentions Fierce Heart

The Key Holder

Rembrandt/ 1593610

There was nothing that happened in New Orleans without the knowledge of Klaus Mikaelson. He often traveled between New Orleans and Mystic Falls because his beloved wife Caroline had obligations there as the Headmistress of the Salvatore School. Her daughters still attended the school as they were both witches learning their craft. There was something else about the School he was supposed to know. There was a huge gap there however that still bothered him. It annoyed him when there was a mystery he simply could not answer. He was Klaus Mikaelson. He had all the answers.

Caroline was tending to some matters regarding the school. Apparently there was a newly triggered young wolf that she was attempting to recruit for the school. That had no pack. Being half wolf himself, Klaus did know the significance of pack life for wolves. He'd even created his own pack a lifetime ago in Mystic Falls with his Hybrids. Thanks to the betrayal of Hayley Marshall and Tyler Lockwood, Klaus had to put an end to it. It was rather sad really. He had stopped outside of the nursery in the Abattoir to look in on his and Caroline's son Mercutio. There was an attendant there ensuring that the little Prince had every need catered to and every wish fulfilled. Yet there was still something dreadfully wrong. The thought still wouldn't leave the mind of The Original Hybrid and it was increasingly agitating.

Klaus' right hand was a sireling vampire of his that was Native American by blood. Over 200 years ago, Klaus was able to rescue this lad from death by The Trail of Tears. He'd given the young man the needed strength to fight back against Jackson's troops to save some of his people. Indeed Klaus Mikaelson was not hated and reviled by all men. Some still considered him an ally. The Cherokee still did. "I'm going into town." He told the vampire calling himself Brandon Skyhawk. "Be sure that no harm comes to my son." Skyhawk nodded in agreement which satisfied Klaus who soon left the Abattoir.

~*~

Klaus marched into Rousseau's without a second thought some time later. On the far wall were pictures there of regular patrons that were a part of the family. He began to visually scan the clusters of photos over the years. This mystery girl had been in several of these photos, not only with Klaus and Caroline themselves but with Freya, Elijah and even Kol. This only served to ignite the fire of the Original Hybrid's temper more! What was the magic causing this? Who was this girl? How was she tied to the Mikaelson Family? These mounting tensions were not bringing out the best in him. They were taking him back in time with this level of anger.

Klaus Mikaelson had originally been born 6000 years ago as Lamech son of the Father of Murder himself, Cain. The blood of a demonic nephilim burned in his veins. He'd tasted death at the hands of his own father Cain only to be reborn with no memory of his previous life until those memories had been unlocked. The wife of that demonic nephilim Lamech had been a witch named Adah who had been reborn herself. Klaus didn't know how many times Adah had been reborn. He knew that she lived now as Caroline Forbes Mikaelson, his wife. Memories being locked away were not new to him. It made him more determined than ever to find why he'd been cursed with more memories to have been stolen.

Klaus turned to leave Rousseau's with a look of dogged determination and silent fury on his face. It had taken a witch the caliber of his first Sister Madeleana to unlock the key of his memories of Lamech. Now something was precluding his memories as Klaus and he didn't like it. Given that Klaus' memories were blocked, the chances were likely high that his oldest sister Freya's were as well. This meant only one thing to him. Klaus had to seek help in The Cauldron. He had no choice. Getting a witch powerful enough to help him, was still the issue. He'd resolve that once he entered The Cauldron. He left Rousseau's heading directly there.