heart to heart - mac demarco

"To all the days we were together."

"To all the time we were apart."

omniscient point of view

APOLLO ADDAMS was walking behind Marcel, many other vampires behind them. Marcel had killed Jane Anne-Deveraux earlier and left her body in the middle of the street. The street was somewhere only witches would be.

Jane-Anne got caught using magic when it's forbidden.

Multiple nightwalkers had jumped off the roofs or over cars. "Well, well, well. What have we here?" Marcel began. He walks towards Sophie Deveraux, Jane-Anne's sister. "I got to tell you, Soph, this street corner is not proving the luckiest spot for your family tonight." He continues. Apollo watches Sophie.

Diego flashed his vampire face at a few people, as did Apollo.They got scared and backed up a bit. "Not half an hour ago, we had to teach your sister a little lesson." Marcel commented. "We're putting her to rest, Marcel." Sophie croaked and shook her head. "Leave us alone."

"I never said you could move the body. Matter of fact, I left her here for a reason. Send a message." Marcel admitted. "If anybody is thinking of joining some kind of rebellion, my rules state that witches can't practice magic in the Quarter, and yet a little birdie informed me that Jane-Anne was cooking up something magically delicious." Marcel went on, walking around the circle that formed.

"Oh, yeah, while I have you, quick Q and A. My old friend, the hybrid, Klaus, he just happened to show up out of the blue." Marcel spoke. Apollo watches the witches across from him, making sure they didn't pull anything. "Asking for, of all people, Jane-Anne. Any idea why?" The brown eyed man pondered.

"I don't know. Witches don't get involved in vampire business" Sophie responds. "Hm." Marcel hummed. "That would be pretty stupid...that's for sure." He acknowledged as he walked behind the girl.

"Tell you what." Putting his hands on his hips. "Go back to the restaurant. Cook up some of that famous gumbo. Keep those tourists happy." Marcel then told Apollo to take the body. Apollo did as told, walking over to the girl's body.

"What?! No. Stop. Stop. Marcel!" Sophia said, trying to stop them from grabbing her sister. Thierry grabbed the dark haired girl. Apollo picked up the lifeless body that once was Jane-Anne Deveraux. "I'm gonna hold on to your sister's body, in case maybe you remember why Klaus is here." Marcel says, walking backwards and turning around once his sentence is finished.

"Marcel, please. Her body won't be at peace." Sophie begs. "Not my problem." Marcel responds, waving his hand in the air.

After taking the body and putting where Marcel told him to, Apollo walked to where everyone was. Seeing a few humans but mostly vampires. They were drinking and partying.

He walks to Marcel. "You deal with the body?" Apollo nods. "Good, good. Go have fun." Marcel says.

Apollo goes and gets a drink. He starts to down it until Klaus walks in. He sees Marcel walk towards him. "Hey, man. Where'd you run off to? Oh, someone put you in a mood. What can I do?" Marcel asks, pointing his hands towards his chest. "What you can do is, you can tell me what this thing is you have with the witches." Klaus responds.

Apollo walks over to Diego, listening in to the conversation.

Marcel chuckles. "You know I owe you everything I got. But I'm afraid I have to draw the line on this one. This is my business." He replies. "I control the witches in my town. Let's just leave it at that." The man goes on.

"Your town?" Klaus asks. "Damn straight." Marcel answers, immediately. This time Klaus laughs. "That's funny because when I left a hundred years ago, you were just a pathetic little scrapper. Still trembling from the lashes of the whips of those who would keep you down." Klaus says.

"And now look at you. Master of your own domain." Klaus continues. 'What the fuck?' Apollo thinks. Then the music stops. "Prince of the city." Diego and Apollo start walking over.

"I'd like to know how." Klaus states. Everyone stared at the two men on the middle of the floor. "Why? Jealous?" Marcel asks.

"Hey, man, I get it. Three-hundred years ago you helped build a backwater penal colony into something. You started it, but then you left. Actually, you ran from it. I saw it through. Look around. Vampires rule this city now. I got rid of the werewolves. I even found a way to shut down the witches." He says, slightly angry.

"The blood never stops flowing, and the party never ends. You wanna pass on through? You wanna stay a while? Great. What's mine is yours, but it is mine. My home, my family, my rules." He finishes.

"And if someone breaks those rules?" Klaus inquires. "They die." Marcel returned. "Mercy is for the weak. You taught me that too. And I'm not the Prince of the Quarter, friend. I'm the King! Show me some respect." He continues.

Klaus was silent for a few seconds and then used his vampire speed and grabbed Thierry and bit him. He dropped his body when finished and looked at Marcel.

"Your friend will be dead by the weekend. Which means I've broken one of your rules...and yet I cannot be killed. I am immortal. Who has the power now, friend?" Klaus reported, getting close to Marcel.

Then the blonde turns around and walks away. Apollo walks over to Thierry and helps him up, putting Thierry's right arm around his shoulder and his arm under the boy's left arm.

"Bring him upstairs." Marcel ordered. Apollo nods and brings the guy upstairs to a bedroom. He lets him sit down on the bed.

Apollo went back downstairs and walked to Marcel.

They went to a bar. Marcel had walked into the bar and sat down at a booth. Apollo on the other hand sat at a table with Diego.

Marcel pulls his phone out and calls someone. "You find him, and then you call me. Don't worry. I know how to deal with Klaus." He says and then hangs up.

"Is that so?" Elijah asks. "Please elaborate." The man says. "Elijah Mikealson." Apollo looked over and He got up and Diego as well as some other vamps did.

"No. I got it. It's all good." Marcel said, waving them off.

Apollo and Diego sat down, speaking to each other.

"Is he actually Immortal though?" Diego beckoned. "No one's fully Immortal, Diego. Immortal really just means you don't age. There's always a way you can die. Nature makes sure of that." Apollo answers.

Apollo picks up his cup and sips it. "Nature makes sure no one lives forever." He mumbles.

"But he thinks he can live forever." Diego says. Apollo shrugs.

They had just got back to the house. All walking upstairs to the room Theirry was in. They sat around the bed, Apollo sat in a chair. All watching him and looking at the bite.

Klaus walked in. Everyone looked at him and got up. He gave Theirry his blood and left.

Soon after that Marcel and Apollo went to St. Anne's Church and went to the attic. Where Davina Claire and AURORA LAURIER were.

Apollo looked at Davina and she was making a candle fire bigger and Aurora was reading a spell book.

"I assume it's all quiet out there?" Marcel asks. "The witches know better than to use magic." Davina answers. "They know we can sense it when they do." Aurora continues, sitting up from where she was laying on her bed.

Davina then started to get up and ask Marcel and Apollo, "What about the old ones? They're dangerous and I don't want them to hurt you guys."

"The Originals?" Marcel asks. Aurora nods. "Girls, as powerful as you are? They don't stand a chance." Apollo says.

authors note !!!

Hiii, first chapter, I'm writing how it is in the show and some added scenes so it's showing aurora and apollos development!