ആദ്യത്തെ 200 വരികൾ.
My siblings and I
are the first vampires in all of history,
The Originals.
Unlike them, I am a hybrid... half vampire, half werewolf.
300 years ago, we helped build New Orleans.
Now we've returned, drawn back by a coven of witches
who threaten the woman carrying my child.
That baby will bring death to us all.
Aah! Aah!
My brother Elijah dealt with them.
No one hurts my family and lives.
We thought Hayley would be safe.
I'm Marcel.
I don't think we've met.
Hayley is gone. Where is she?
What?
Marcel was here.
We were wrong.
Ladies, gentlemen,
welcome to fight night...
And the first rule of fight night is,
the vampire left standing at the end of the night
is one step closer to the inner circle
and one of these... a daylight ring.
If you can impress me with a little ultra-violence,
you too can enjoy the warmth of the sun on your face.
All you got to do is kick a little ass.
So here we go.
Our first two contenders...
Felicia and Otto.
Ha ha ha!
Whoo! Damn, girl, not bad.
Good evening. I'd like a word.
What do you think you're doing?
It appears that we've interrupted
a collection of filthy amateurs.
We've come here for the girl.
Give her to us, or...We kill everyone here.
You two got a lot of nerve
coming into my home and making demands.
You're home, is it?
The girl. I will not ask again.
I assume you're talking about Hayley...
yay high, dark hair, bitchy attitude.
Who is she, anyway?
She's an old friend.
You know how sentimental I am about old friends.
Well, I ain't got her,
and before you start whining,
I did pay her a little visit last night.
I was feeling nostalgic.
So I took a trip out to the plantation
where I used to be a slave,
and imagine my surprise when I realized
that the Original family of vampires
had taken up residence.
Your girl Hayley answered the door.
We exchanged hellos. That was it.
You don't believe me, look around.
Hell, I'll even help you find her,
but the question I'd ask is,
if Hayley isn't here,
then where is she?
Uh!
Uh! Uh!
Seriously?
You don't want to fight me, Hayley.
You know you can't beat a hybrid.
Aah! Let me go,
you backstabbing, half-breed piece of sh...
shut up!
Sync & corrections by Clement19
Not the most attractive community,
are they?
You do realize they can hear you.
You do realize I don't care.
You know, Elijah, I liked you better in that box,
but, Klaus, my sire, you I owe the world,
and I always show respect to my elders.
If your special lady friend is missing,
you can benefit from the help of a witch,
and since I control all the witches in this town,
I'll Grant you one little locator spell.
Sabine is the best guide in the quarter.
You need to find someone,
I guarantee she's your girl.
Where are you going?
I hate to cut this short, but the sun is coming up soon.
My nightwalkers need to get inside,
and I've got a city to run.
I'll leave you to track down your lost sheep.
Can you find her?
I can try.
What is this place?
The armpit of Louisiana.
What are you gonna do with that?
Depends on you.
Hey, you attacked me, remember?
You ambushed me in my own back yard.
It's not your back yard. It's Klaus'.
You're shacked up in a mansion with that psycho,
a long way from the girl I met in the appalachians
helping other werewolves.
Tyler, I'm sorry, but a lot has happened
since the last time I saw you.
You mean like how you're pregnant?
A hybrid baby. Yeah. I know all about it.
I've been roaming around the bayou
asking questions.
Let me tell you what I learned.
This crescent birthmark means you come
from a big shot family, some kind of royalty
to the werewolves of this region,
and right here,
this is all that's left of them.
Hey, help me.
They can't help you.
They're in the woods hiding
because they've been persecuted
for decades by vampires.
Is that her?
Yeah, Dwayne. Get her inside.
Tyler? Tyler?
She's in the back country,
way out past houma, deep in the bayou.
I don't suppose you could be more precise.
What's the matter, Elijah,
are you worried a bit suppose of splashing about in the bog
might ruin your expensive shoes?
As a matter of fact, after my recent confinement,
I could use a decent stroll through the countryside.
There are stories of exiled werewolves,
encampments.
If Hayley went out that far,
chances are, she went to find them.
Clearly, she hopes to make the acquaintance
of more like herself.
I suppose our company wasn't good enough for her.
You could always join them, you know.
Uh, drinking games.
It's not really my thing.
It kind of reminds me of the jocks in my High School.
We had a pretty high quota of what you'd call
douche nozzles.
Bullies, huh? Yeah.
Wonder what'd happen if you saw those guys now.
I bet you'd tear them apart, right?
Ah, yeah, totally.
Ha! Probably go all vamp ninja on them.
Ha ha ha! You're a funny guy, Josh.
In fact, I thought it was really
funny last night, you know,
seeing you at that plantation
where Klaus is staying.
Ho ho! Ha ha ha!
You going somewhere, Josh?
We should head south towards the water.
You seem quite determined to find the little wolf.
If I'm moving too fast for you, Niklaus,
you're welcome to wait in the car.
Do be certain to leave the windows down.
Ah, so I've touched a nerve.
You've begun to admire this girl.
Perhaps that's why you've been barking orders
since your return, hoping to impress Hayley
by assuming the role of family patriarch.
You want to insist on treating her
like a walking incubator,
then that's your mistake.
Have you found her scent?
No...
But I found someone else's.
This vehicle reeks
of someone I thought I was rid of...
Tyler Lockwood.
And why would your little hybrid sidekick
from Mystic Falls have any interest in Hayley?
He wants revenge because I went after his girl.
Why do I suspect this is the least
of your offenses?
Back when I had the means to sire hybrids,
he was my first,
although I didn't give him much choice in the matter.
He was loyal in the beginning,
but he grew insubordinate,
turned my other hybrids against me.
I couldn't have that.
So I massacred the lot of them.
Tyler ran like a coward
before I could finish him off.
Anything else that you would like to share?
Well, there was this business with his mum.
You killed his mother. Wonderful.
He needed to be taught a lesson.
And what lesson will you be taught, Niklaus,
if he retaliates by harming Hayley?
So you do care about her. Well, go on, then.
Have at it, brother. Save her.
Claim what spoils you can.
I've sampled what she has to offer,
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