Someone else dies at the hands of the night walkers
Love may be in the air, but crazy is there too, thanks to those annoying whispers in Hope’s head. She is desperate to find some absinthe for a spell and tears the house apart looking for it. Klaus tries to stop her from doing anything stupid, and she blows some sort of powder in his face to make him sleep. Then she heads to Rousseau’s to borrow some absinthe from the bar. There she finds Declan (she’s happy!) and Elijah (she’s mad.)
With a simple twist of her hand, Declan falls asleep. I suppose Klaus needed something a little more powerful? Who knows. It’s Hope against Elijah now, and Hope is winning. She swipes her arms back and forth, and claw marks cut through Elijah’s perfectly pressed shirt. She rips him to shreds and then leaves when an agitated Klaus calls her name.
Poor Declan wakes up to see Hope somewhat killing her uncle, then he witnesses Elijah heal. He claims, “Something isn’t right.”
Aw. Sweet Declan. Elijah finally tells the innocent bystander that he lives in a town full of werewolves and vampires. Hayley was one. Klaus is one. Hope is one. Throw a stone in a crowd and you’ll probably hit one. Declan is angry at Hayley for lying to him, but Elijah compels him to forget his pain and remember nothing but happy thoughts about his time with Hayley.
You know who else is happy? Hope. it seems the incessant whispering stopped after she beat the crap out of her uncle. She’s very concerned about her rage being quieted by violence. Klaus looks at her and smiles. If anyone knows how to use violence to feel better, it’s this guy. The mentor meets the mentee.
Over in the square, the werewolves, vampires, and Vincent all rally together to face the night walkers. Emmett shows up with an army. Marcel’s group prepares to fight with wooden arrows. Emmett asks Vincent if the werewolves are worth dying for, and Vincent answers by surging fire between Emmett and his people.
Suddenly, the army disappears. They were an astral projection. Emmett begins to laugh, reminding Vincent that he warned him to pick the right side. Vincent realizes this is Emmett’s way of punishing him for choosing incorrectly. He takes off running toward the cemetery, where Ivy and the other witches are praying for peace.
I wish he had asked one of his vampire buddies to vamp him there, because by the time he runs up to his friends, they are all foaming at the mouth and spitting up blood after drinking something out of a silver cup. Ivy collapses in Vincent’s arms.
It’s time to put another mark in the death column.