It was a happy time for New Orleans,
the skies were clear, liquor flowed,
then...
something changed.
After the original vampire Klaus Mikaelson
woke his brother from an eighty year slumber,
curse after curse befell the city.
War threats,
the bubonic plague,
signs of a war raged between two factions of witches:
those who aligned with Klaus,
and those of us who placed our bets with someone else.
Just once, Kol Mikaelson,
you might greet me like a gentleman?
If you are in the market for a gentleman, Mary Alice Claire,
I'm afraid you have the wrong Mikaelson brother.
Where is Astrid?
I need two witches before the lessons can begin.
She thinks you can't be trusted.
We've all heard the stories of how you use the witches and then discard them.
Lies.
Propagated by my wicked family, love.
I hold witches in high regard.
You know, if Klaus has his way, you'll all be dead.
This will be a vampire country,
don't you want to keep New Orleans safe,
for all the future generations of Claires to come?
Why are you so keen to help us?
What do you get out of this?
As soon as we get rid of Klaus's witches,
we are going to get rid of Klaus.
Follow me, Mary Alice.
We are going to change...
everything.