The Originals

Previously on "The Originals"...

If this prophecy is fulfilled, you will all fall.

One by friend,

one by foe, and one by family.

- Please Nik, just kill me. - Not with the only one who loves you

- rotting at the bottom of the ocean. - No.

You kill a witch, you lose your place among the witches.

For what you've done, you need to be shunned. I'm sorry, Davina.

St. James is the one place where magic doesn't work.

Davina, I'm recording this here because magic

is our enemy.

The Ancestors are forcing me to help Lucien Castle.

I have everything I need to become what I deserve to be.

You want to become an Original.

I intend to be an upgrade.

Lucien's venom

is derived from all seven packs.

Giving him a bite that not even I can cure.

He wanted you to kill him.

You helped him take the final step.

The Ancestors are manipulating Kol. They couldn't get to me,

so they're making him lose control.

There are two vials of serum,

and he only drank one.

He made enough for two.

Aurora.

She's gone.

Enjoying yourself, luv?

I feel like a brand-new woman.

What a lovely choice of words.

This setting reminds me of the time we were in Paris.

1903?

La Belle Epoque.

Peace, prosperity.

- Hope... ‭ - Oh, so is this your intention?

Ply me with champagne and then entice me with nostalgia?

I simply desired an auspicious location

for us to begin a new adventure.

Perhaps,

centuries from now,

you and I will look back at this bucolic scene

as the beginning of our chapter.

And what does that chapter entail?

Power,

domination...

vengeance.

Men are such good talkers,

but how rarely they produce more than words.

And they call me delusional.

Your wit is as sharp as ever.

Nik is the fool who let you slip away.

And while that loss is punishment enough,

rest assured, I will heap more suffering upon his head.

You cannot defeat Niklaus, Lucien.

He is and always has been your better.

I am altogether different now.

Blood of a Mikaelson witch,

imbued with dark magic.

This has transformed me into something new

with a power unlike anything the world has ever seen.

My bite is lethal,

even to a Mikaelson.

Is this more of your boasting, Lucien?

Oh, no. It can all be verified easily enough.

Just ask poor Finn.

Oh, wait. You can't. I killed him.

The rest of his brothers

shall follow soon enough,

as the prophecy has stated.

But first...

I wanted to make you this offer.

My proposal is simple.

Join me, Aurora.

Drink this, become what I am,

and let us spend the rest of our immortal lives together.

In exchange, you will have

my undying love.

And all the revenge you could desire.

I would accept your offer,

but I fear I could not enjoy your love

or my revenge as long as my brother suffers.

Then allow me this further promise.

Say yes,

and by the end of day, you shall have Tristan back.

Or I will relieve his suffering by killing Elijah.

You're hovering.

I'm supervising. How else to speed up your endeavors?

Let's see. Perhaps I should bring Vincent here.

Force him to aid you by removing his legs.

Vincent doesn't know how to kill Lucien, either.

Besides, if he leaves the St. James,

who knows what the Ancestors will make him do next.

Ancestors are thoroughly occupied, according to Davina,

terrorizing our brother Kol.

What a surprise. Another day,

another witch-inspired vendetta.

Well, Davina can take care of Kol for now.

Let us focus our energies on Lucien.

How do we demolish that rodent?

I'm working on it.

Yes. While we all have our roles to play,

Elijah can stay here and oversee whatever it is Freya's doing.

I'm going to actually accomplish something.

Brother, accomplishing something...

The time for talking is done!

Oh, I can't be here, Davina.

This is a bad idea.

Magic won't affect you in here,

so step inside.

And take your mind off it.

Feeling better?

Seems I owe you again.

You must be growing tired of saving my ass.

Mm, actually, I kind of like it.

And what would you say if I told you

I had a way to fix all of our problems?

What do you have in mind, darling?

It appears I'm unable to enter.

So is every other vampire.

I put the lease in my neighbor's name, compelled her to forget.

I can go get her and have her invite you in.

No. You were wise to take precautions.

No one should be invited in, not even me.

I only came to see that you were safe.

Klaus?

I haven't had the chance

to tell you how sorry I am about Finn.

Losing a sibling is awful.

Yes. Well, I'll find solace when Lucien is dead.

And what about Aurora?

It's bad enough

that Lucien's bite could kill you.

By now, she could be just as powerful,

and if you still harbor feelings for her...

I don't care about Aurora.

I care about you.

But then, you've made your feelings perfectly clear.

Hello, Nik.

Not bad.

Perhaps I'll return the favor.

Do you see now, old friend?

You cannot beat me.

Defeated at the hands of a stable boy?

I sincerely doubt it.

I'll have my moment.

Yet, you still have a role to play

in the prophecy I aim to fulfill.

You're gonna help me get Elijah.

I'm not gonna let you hurt my brother.

Sadly, you don't have a choice.

Shh. Shh. ‭

Try to remember.

Your spirit was trapped with the Ancestors.

Did they say anything?

Yeah, well, it's hard to recall what anyone is saying

when there's a boot in your face.

Imagine when Davina brought you back.

Did you hear voices, spells, chants?

- I don't know. A threat? - There wasn't any talk.

All right, they hate me because I'm a Mikaelson.

What's the point of these questions?

The Ancestors made a deal with Lucien.

That's an act of war.

Now they're coming after Kol.

If I knew why, then maybe I could convince them

that's there's a better way.

Maybe I could talk some sense into 'em.

You make them sound like they're a committee of sort.

Reasonable people.

The dead were once the living.

All the living really want to do

is avoid trouble and protect their own.

I remember coming to Music Days when I was a kid.

I-I remember all the covens gathering together.

And no matter what your beef was with somebody else,

well, that one day it was all good.

And you could feel the presence

of all those that came before.

You could feel 'em watching.

Peaceful.

Now, ever since vampires took over this city,

those same spirits have been restless.

And the covens will never know peace

with the Mikaelsons living here.

Now, my guess is the Ancestors see Lucien as a weapon.

Use him on vampires, right?

Use him on the family that begot them.

And if we're gonna stop that, somebody's gotta

convince the Ancestors there's a better way.

Why would you

- ever help me? - This isn't about you.

It's about Davina.

I figure I owe her that much.

Freya, are we out of time.

A sigil is a complicated magical symbol,

weaponized and condensed to its most potent form.

If I combine the right elements

we'll have a chance at stopping Lucien,

and if I don't...

Elijah, somebody!