LAFAYETTE CEMETERY

The wind howls over the cemetery. The wind slightly blows some leaves off the concrete ground.

Sophie Deveraux and Sabine Laurent are looking at an old rusty tomb.

"I've never seen a tomb like it before. Is it old?" says Sophie.

"Come on, Sophie." Sabine says. "No one has ever seen a tomb like the one we're looking at."

"We have to open it", Sophie says, curious to know what's inside the tomb.

"Are you crazy?" Sabine asked her, bewildered.

"Sabine." Sophie says, looking at her. "I wanna know what's inside of it."

"Suit yourself." Sabine says, folding her arms.

Sophie scoffs and puts her hand on the tomb. She starts to chant a spell and a little blood trickles from her nose.

Sophie stops her spell as she puts her fingertips on her nose, looking at her fingertips, seeing a little blood on them.

"Whoever is in here, their magic is blocking my spell." Sophie says to Sabine. "And their magic is strong."

"How strong?" Sabine asks her.

"Strong enough to make my nose bleed a little." Sophie tells her, showing Sabine her fingertips with the blood on them.

"We might as well just leave, Sophie." Sabine says.

"Sabine." Sophie says.

"Sophie, let's go." Sabine says to her.

Sophie sighs annoyingly as she and Sabine walks away from the tomb.

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ST. ANNE'S CHURCH

In the attic, Davina is asleep, slightly moving, sensing the magic from the tomb. She sits up straight and breathes heavily, getting up from her bed, walking to her canvas easel. She gets a pencil and starts to sketch a picture.

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Back at the Lafayette Cemetery...

The tomb's door magically opens. A dirt smudge female flat shoe slowly steps out of the tomb, along with the other.

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Davina is sketching the picture as Marcel walks slowly to her. "Davina? You okay?"

"Someone's coming, Marcel", Davina says as she's done sketching the picture. "And she's strong."

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A shoulder-length dirty blonde-haired woman steps out of the tomb, wearing a tan strap dress and with dirt smudge on her cheeks and chest.

{Christy's Outfit}

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"Stronger than a witch." Davina says as she and Marcel looks at the sketch that Davina had drew.

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Camille is walking home as she sees a woman sitting on the bench. She walks to her.

"Are you okay?", Cami asked her.

The woman looks at her, not saying anything.

Cami sits down with her. "Are you lost?"

The woman nods her head, meaning "yes".

"Okay, umm, I'm gonna help you", Cami says to her.

The woman smiles a little. Cami then, gets up and reaches for her hand. The woman slowly takes it, getting up to her feet. Cami wraps her arm around the woman's shoulders as they walk away.

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CAMI'S APARTMENT

Cami and the woman walks into her apartment as she closes the door behind them.

"I'm Camille, Camille O'Connell. You can say "Cami" for short." Camille says to her.

"I'm Christina . . . Christiana Nelson. "Christy" for short." Christy says to Cami, speaking for the first time.

"Okay." Cami says, putting her handbag on the table. "Make yourself comfortable, and I'll be right back."

Christy nodded as Cami started to walk away. "On second thought, how about I introduce you to some people that I know."

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MIKAELSON COMPOUND

{Christy's Outfit}

Cami and Christy walks inside the courtyard to see Marcel's vampires sitting around.

"Marcel." Cami says, walking up to him. "I need your help."

"What's wrong?" Marcel asks her.

"Marcel . . . meet Christy Nelson. Christy, meet my best friend, Marcel Gerard." Cami says introducing them.

Marcel recognizes Christy from the sketch that Davina had drew.

"Um, excuse me for a second", Marcel says with a small smile.

He walks away as he pulls out a folded piece of paper from his jacket pocket. He looks at the sketch and looks at Christy. It's a match.

He quickly pulls out his phone, dialing Davina's number. "Davina, that lady you drew. She's here."

"Are you sure it's her?" Davina asked him in a bewildered tone.

"Yeah, it's her. I'm looking right at her." Marcel tells her on the phone.

"I can sense her magic from the attic. She's stronger than me and any other witch." Davina said on the phone. "Marcel, I don't think she's a witch."

Marcel looks confused. "So, what are you telling me?"

"Marcel, I think we're dealing with a sorceress." Davina says to him.

Marcel looks shock as he hangs up, walking back to Cami and Christy.

"Marcel, we need to talk", Klaus says, walking to him.

"Can we talk later." Marcel says to him. "I'm in a middle of something."

"What's so important?" Klaus asked him.

Marcel shows him the sketch of Christy. "I think we have a sorceress in the French Quarter."

Klaus furrows his eyebrows as he looks at the sketch. He then, shifts his gaze at Christy.

"She's Christy Nelson. A sorceress", Marcel tells him. "She's stronger than a French Quarter witch.

Klaus starts to smile, mischievously, a little. He's never heard of a sorceress.

"A sorceress? I would like to meet her then." Klaus says with an intriguing smile.

Marcel looks at him, not liking whatever mischievous scheme that Klaus has. "You don't even know her and yet, you're already conjuring up a plan."

"What makes you think that, Marcellus?", Klaus asks him. "I just wanna meet her, that's all."

"Klaus." Marcel says as Klaus walks off.

"Camille." Klaus says.

"Hi, Klaus." Cami says, folding her arms.

"May I speak to your new friend?" Klaus asked her.

"What for?" Cami asks him.

"Just to chat." Klaus says, putting his hands behind his back.

Cami squints her eyes at him, suspiciously. "What are you up to, Klaus?"

"What makes you think I'm up to something?" Klaus says to her with a small smile.

"Oh, please, really." Cami says. "I know you. And that mischievous smile you have, it's really getting on my nerves, so, excuse me, I'm gonna get Christy settled in a apartment home."

Cami walks away from him as she and Christy walks away.

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CHRISTY'S APARTMENT

After Cami helped Christy settle into her new apartment, Cami had gotten her brand new clothes and put the apartment's lease with her. Also, Cami gave Christy a phone and put her phone number in it.

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Christy's POV

Later that evening, after getting settled into my new apartment, I'm just sitting here at the bar counter at Rousseau's. Cami is the bartender.

"Hello, love." a dark blonde guy says to me.

"Umm, hello." I say to him in a shyly.

"I'm Klaus. Klaus Mikaelson." Klaus says to me. "And you're Christy Nelson, it's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too, Klaus." I say to him.

Right then, Klaus snaps my neck and I fall on the floor.

"Oh my gosh, Klaus." Cami says, running to me. "What the hell did you do?"

"Marcel said that she's a sorceress. I simply want to know is it true or not." Klaus says to her.

Cami looks at him with annoying look.

"What happened?" Marcel asked, walking to them.

"Klaus snapped Christy's neck." Cami tells him.

Marcel looks at him, annoyed. "Are you kidding me right now?" Klaus looks at him. "You barely know Christy and you're already making trouble."

"I'm testing a theory." Klaus says to him. "Christy wakes up, she's good. She doesn't . . . . oh, well, good riddance."

"Christy, please, wake up, please." Cami says to me in a worried.

I slightly move and look at Cami, who sighs in relief, rather shocked. "Cami?"

"Christy", Cami says in a shocking tone. "Oh my gosh, are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." I tell her, looking at Klaus. And eyes him, intensely. "You."

"Oh, look, she's awake." Klaus says. "That's good."

I magically thrust my hand at Klaus, making him hold his throat as he struggles to breathe.

"You shouldn't have done that, Klaus." I tell him as I slowly get up to my feet.

"Christy?" Cami says shockingly.

"Christy?" Marcel says, walking to me. "You may not know me. I would like to get to know you a little more, what do you say?"

I look at Marcel as I magically let go of Klaus. He falls on the floor, struggling to cough.

"Okay, fine." I say to him. I shift my gaze at Klaus. He looks at me. "That's for snapping my neck, you asshole."

Klaus looks at me as he gets up. Cami walks to him. He looks at her as she slaps him.

"How dare you", Cami says to him, upsettingly.

Cami walks to me and we leave out of Rousseau's with Marcel.

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CHRISTY'S APARTMENT

Later on that evening, Cami, Marcel, and I are sitting at the table. I told them that I'm an 1010 year old primordial sorceress and I just woke up from a slumber in my tomb. Yeah. Shocking. And yes, Cami told me that Marcel is a vampire, so, I invited him in.

"So, you're a primordial sorceress. And not a witch?" Cami asked me, confusingly.

"Yes." I tell her.

"Are your powers similar to a witch?" she asks me confusingly.

"No." I tell her.

"Okay." Marcel says. "Christy, I know a witch", he says to me, pulling out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket and unfolding it. It's a sketch of me. "She drew a sketch of you. Do you wanna meet her?"

I look at Marcel. "Yeah, sure."

"Okay." Marcel says, giving the sketch to Cami. "You'll meet her in the morning. Is that okay?"

"Of course." I say to him.

"Okay, I'll see you two around." Marcel says, getting up from the kitchen table.

"Thank you, Marcel." Cami says to him.

"You're welcome." Marcel says, opening the door as he walks out and closes the door behind him.

"Okay." Cami says, looking at me. "Do you want anything to drink?"

Camille and I both chuckle.

"Yeah, sure." I say to her.

She smiles as she gets up from the kitchen table, walks to my refrigerator, gets a bottle of beer for her, and a bottle of cider for me, closes the refrigerator and walks back to table.

"Thanks." I say as she hands me a bottle of cider.

"You're welcome." she says to me. "To becoming friends."

"To becoming friends." I say to her.

Camille and I cling our beer and cider bottles and take a sip from them. We both smile a little.

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