The Originals

Previously on The Originals...

If this prophecy is fulfilled,

they will all fall,

one by friend,

one by foe, and one

by a family.

I challenge you to a dual.

Whomever holds the charter at the stroke

of midnight shall be the new leader of the Strix.

Catch me. If not, I'm in charge.

Marcel has won. You're the new leader of the Strix.

So the Strix have their own personal coven?

I'll make certain you're granted the power

to bring back your precious Kol.

In exchange, you will become one of my sisters

and find the weapon that can kill an Original.

With the right witches, the correct spell,

the precise binding agent, there is a means

to eradicate our link to our sires.

Davina is obstinate, but she will listen to you.

You know what I've come for. Hand it over.

With the weapon in the Aurora's hands...

I wonder which one of us she'll kill first.

What animal do you aim to hunt with bullets made of wood?

A monster.

An entire family of them.

The tax payers of New Orleans

deserve a skilled chief of police.

How inept are you if not a single one of your men

can locate the woman I seek.

We're trying.

She's a ghost. Aurora du Martel

is rather petite and may indeed be able

to slip through the cracks like a wicked little cricket,

but she is not a ghost.

Not yet.

I think this city's finest

could try a bit harder, hmm?

I see we're in for another

normal Mikaelson breakfast.

Niklaus, for heaven's sakes, release the poor creature.

No!

That's not what I meant.

He'll live, and he'll remember to do better.

Is all this torture necessary?

Where have you been?

I was making sure that the Strix

and their witches are out

trying to find your loony ex-girlfriend.

Is that okay by you? Gentlemen, please.

All of our heads are on the chopping block

because he lost the one thing

that can kill an Original.

It's not his fault that Cami is waving the White Oak around

like a kite, or that Aurora made a deal with one of your witches.

Oh, yeah, it is.

Quite capable of defending myself, thank you, Freya.

What I cannot do

is cast a spell to find Aurora.

In that respect, we're alike.

Aurora is cloaked,

most likely by the very witch she killed.

I have been working non-stop every day...

Well, you've stopped now.

Haven't you?

Well, go on. On your way.

Do you talk to our other sister like this?

Didn't think so.

Freya?

What do we know about this traitor in the Strix coven?

Nothing.

No one knows how Aurora got to her.

No one knows where Aurora is.

Our coven hit the same cloaking spell as Freya.

Your coven? Making yourself

quite comfortable with the Strix, aren't you?

Yeah, yeah.

To help you.

Any other news

from your new BFFs you'd like to make us aware of?

Niklaus, why don't we reserve any

malevolent intentions for ex-girlfriends?

Let's see if the 9,000th time's the charm.

(musical whooshing and whistling)

Are you looking for me?

Why aren't you working with the other girls?

They just slow me down.

Look, I've done this before.

Last year, I had Esther's grimoire.

I studied it cover to cover.

Now I know more about breaking the sire link

than any other witch.

How lovely, but as it is my life

that depends upon the completion of that spell,

it will be my coven that verifies your work. Fine.

Let them verify it.

So, then...

have you finished?

All I need is the binding agent.

And what will that require?

My spell is based off the one

that the Mikaelsons' mother used

to make them vampires in the first place.

She was an artist. She had her own unique way of doing things.

If I'm gonna finish this spell,

I need someone who knew her techniques.

Let me guess.

Someone like...

Kol Mikaelson.

If you want the spell.

Tread carefully, Davina Claire.

Every negotiation has a moment

where the lesser party must submit.

You are very quickly approaching yours.

Let the sisters help me resurrect Kol.

He'll give us the missing ingredient, I promise.

If not, you may never find it.

I assume you know what this is.

It's a Hand of Glory.

A mystic candle, when lit,

it will let me open any window.

Even one to the afterworld.

So I can only see Kol

until that creepy thing burns down to nothing,

and then he's gone?

If you want Kol to remain permanently,

make sure he gives us the information we need.

Come to pay your respects?

It's easy to speak well of Jackson.

He was a good man.

Though it's a bit macabre, isn't it?

Burying his heart under a sapling.

At least Hope will have a place to visit him.

I don't want her to forget how much he loved her.

I am sorry... for your loss.

Mm, everybody's sorry.

Doesn't make a whole lot of difference, does it?

Perhaps not.

I've heard that time heals all wounds,

but that has not been my own experience.

I wonder if keeping busy

might help distract you from your grief.

You have something in mind?

Aurora's still at large, no doubt plotting her revenge.

She used to Camille to get to me once.

She may do so again.

And Cami is rather vulnerable.

I'd like to provide some safeguarding.

Isn't that your job?

No.

Not anymore.

Fine.

Can I assume

our very gifted sister has finally found my lunatic ex?

From the looks of things...

I would say that the lunatic ex found Freya.

Well, then, we'll procure another witch to track her.

There's no need.

I'm in Freya's bell tower.

Let me guess.

Aya needs something else done.

Actually, I came to let you know I'm on your side.

Then maybe you can tell Aya

to let me bring back Kol permanently.

D, I hear you, but we need to talk priorities.

Kol has been dead.

He can stay dead a little while longer.

But my life could end at any minute.

I know.

Just please tell me you don't trust her. I don't.

But I do trust you, and I need you to trust me.

Okay, Aya's always gonna be playing her own game,

just like everybody else in this town,

but now more than ever, we got to stick together.

And when this is over, I will help you raise

your pain-in-the ass boyfriend from the dead.

"A forest of pine.

"And a box made so fine.

"Come quickly. If not, then poor Freya shall rot,

buried in dirt for all time."

The woman is insane.

Does she have to punish us

with the world's most unfortunate limerick?

Is it not enough that we're forced

to play her wretched games?

Freya saw a vision of herself buried alive.

Aurora will do everything in her power

to bring about this miserable prophecy.

Let's go stop her, shall we?

What did you do to me?

I used the same concoction on you

that my brother crafted for my...

episodes.

It's rather effective, wouldn't you say?

Oh...

Poor dear.

To think, Freya, we could've been sisters.

Unfortunately, I've spent enough time with witches

to know that casting spells requires focus,