The Originals (Book 1)

Chapter 2-House of the Rising Son

Klaus: My siblings and I are the first vampires in all of history, the original family. Centuries ago, we helped build a town called New Orleans. Now a plot by witches has lured me back, hoping that I will defeat a tyrant, a vampire I created. My brother hopes I will find redemption through the power of family, a miracle child, part werewolf, part vampire, a hybrid. My sister is doubtful. She thinks I am beyond redemption. Despite my brother's best efforts, I have a plan o my own. I will take back my home and reclaim what was mine. I will be King. 

(Marcel boasts to Klaus his methods for providing fresh blood for his vampires.)

Marcel: The city of New Orleans...people of all stripes and flavours from all over the country come here to party on our streets. Some are just looking for fun...some are looking for something a little darker, more dangerous. So, we invite them into my home and we give it to them. 

(Diego, one of Marcel's vampires, shows a flyer to two tourists, a mand and a woman. The flyer is headed by a large, monogrammed 'M' which reads:

ABATTOIR

WHERE THE PARTY 

NEVER ENDS

(They enter the party and get their hands stamped with the same 'M' monogram as the flyer.) 

Marcel: Then, at the stroke of midnight, everything changes, and it's time to feed. 

(Marcel leads Klaus around a balcony overlooking the party. They watch as Marcel's vampires feed ravenously on the humans, who scream in terror.)

Marcel: This is how I keep my guys happy: the occasional, all-you0can-eat buffet. My night-walkers love it. I've got'em working hard, trying to earn one of these daylight rings. They deserve to blow off a little steam. My day-walkers, the trusted few - they just like the party.

(Klaus notices a crest of some sort engraved on the stone wall below: it includes the 'M' monogram, as well as a coiled serpent. He does not comment on it.)

Klaus: It's quite an operation. Tell me - what about the victims? Seems like a lot of graves to dig.

Marcel: Can't kill'em all. Too many folks go missing, tourism drops. So, we heal them with a little vamp blood, erase their memory, send them on their way - no mus, no fuss. 

Klaus: I'm impressed.

Marcel: Nothing I didn't learn from you back in the day.

(Theirry, one of Marcel's vampires, approaches the two.)

Theirry: Marcel.

Marcel: 'sup. Thierry?

Theirry: Six of our guys were killed ina bar outside of the Quarter. Night-walkers. No one saw who.

(While Marcel receives this news, Klaus looks away. Meanwhile, Rebekah is driving in her  red convertible; she checks herself in the rearview mirror, wipes a drop of blood off her cheek, smiles and keeps driving.)

MIKALESON MANSION - "You have your brother's manners" - "And his temper, too."

(Rebekah parks in front of the Mikaelson mansion, leaving a message on her phone as she gets out. Hayley, inside, hears something and walks warily down the stairs.)

Rebekah: Elijah, if not answering your phone is part of your clever plan to get me back to this godforsaken city, the well done. I'm here, and I'm worried. Now pick up before I kick in your bloody door. 

(Rebekah walks up the front steps and opens the door. She walks in as Hayley comes down the stairs, wielding a fire iron.)

Hayley: Who the hell are you?

Rebekah: Oh, you must be the maid. My bags are in the car - get them, will you?

(Hayley, smiling wryly, puts down the iron poker.)

Hayley: Hello. Not the maid. 

Rebekah: Right. You're that werewolf girl my brother, Klaus, knocked up. I was expecting to see some kind of supernatural, miracle baby bump. Guess you're not showing yet. It's Hayley, isn't it?

Hayley: You have your brother's manners.

Rebekah: And his temper too, so watch it. Where's Elijah?

Hayley: Beats me. He's long gone.

Rebekah: What do you mean, "long gone"? 

Hayley: Well, one minute he was here making epic promises about protecting me in this predicament that a bottle of scotch and some bad decisions got me into - he was all poetic about how we're family - and then Klaus tole me he bailed. Guess that's what I get for trusting a vampire.

Rebekah: Elijah is not just ay vampire, and he doesn't break promises. Which means Niklaus has done something dastardly and Klaus-like. Klaus! Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother, you narcissistic, back-stabbing winker!

(Klaus opens a pair of doors and enters the room.)

Klaus: Enough with all the shouting, little sister, I should have known. I assume the six dead vampires were your doing?

Rebekah: They were very rude.

(the shots alternate between Rebekah calmly explaining what happened, and flashbacks to her at a bar, impaling vampires violently with a pool stick.)

Rebekah: trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the Quarter, So sorry, were they friends of yours? Oh, that's right, you don't have any friends. 

Klaus" I do have friends. I have Marcel. You remember him, don't you? yes, of course, you do. He fancies himself the 'King of the Quarter' now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It'll be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you. 

Rebekah: I don't care about Marcel or his rules. Elijah doesn't welch on deals. What did you do to him?

Klaus: Perhaps he's on holiday... or taking a long autumn nap upstairs. Well, go on. Take a look around. You remember this house as well as me.

(Rebekah, who had gotten up to leave the room, turns back to Klaus.)

Rebekah: I remember everything.

FLASHBACK-NEW ORLEANS, 1820 - "Are we interrupting?" - "Yes" - "No"

(Rebekah walks through a doorway into a room filled with people dressed in their finery for some sort of party. They nod at Rebekah as she passes.)

Rebekah: I remember how the drunken fool of a governor hid away all of our vampire sins in exchange for gold. I remember the lavish parties the governor threw as if to impress you.

(Rebekah watches Klaus as she leaves the room with two ladies. She then turns her attention to a young man, whom she kissed chastely.)

Rebekah: I remember finding a moment of affection with the governor's son, Emil. And I remember that even Elijah was happy.

(Upstairs, Elijah kisses a Creole woman while further down the hall Klaus finishes off the ladies he had left with earlier.)

Celeste: Your brother. He's gone too far.

Elijah: Niklaus, there is no hope for you, is there?

(Rebekah joins them, Emil in tow)

Rebekah: Are we interrupting?

Klaus: Yes.

Elijah: No.

Rebekah: Dearest Elijah. You've only ever wished happiness for me. Emil and I are in love. Please, let me turn him.

(Klaus chuckles)

Elijah: Rebekah, the governor has graciously agreed to hide a lot of our... indiscretions. It would not do to turn his son into one of us.

Rebekah: Please. For me.

Klaus: It's not going to happen, Sister. If we turned every man you dropped your knickers for, the human beings would cease to exist and we'd have no bloody food/

Emil: How dare you, sir! You would do well to treat -

(Klaus grans Emil by the neck and forcibly walks him down the hallway.)

Elijah: Brother - 

Rebekah: Niklaus!

Elijah: Niklaus, wait!

Rebekah: NO!

(Klaus ignores them and throws Emil off the balcony, whence he falls several stories and apparently dies instantly. Elijah holds a sobbing Rebekah while Klaus walks off.)

NEW ORLEANS - PRESENT DAY - "Oh, and welcome home, little sister."