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Behold, one of the Seven

Great Wonders
of the Ancient World.

Does anyone know the name
of this majestic sight?

Come, now. Your parents
spend a great deal of money

to send you to this institution.

As Virgil once wrote, "Nothing
ventured, nothing gained."

You're a new face,

and judging by that
unseasonable cap,

plenty bold?

Um, the Great Pyramid
of Giza, my man.

Ha. At least someone's
been paying attention.

Lights, please.

This architectural marvel
was the tallest structure

in the world
for over 3,000 years.

But for all we know about them,

the pyramids remain
a mystery to this day.

How were they built?

Why?

For the sole purpose
of burying the kings of Egypt,

or by some higher power
for a reason as yet unknown?

And if we dare to consider
the latter, by whom?

Aliens, bro.

To think supernatural forces
or alien life do not exist

in some form or fashion
is both shortsighted

and deeply narcissistic.

Does anyone here believe
such things are possible?

Or are you all taking this class
simply to mock me?

I believe.

Yes.

I am quite certain you do.

♪

The Salvatore School
is in crisis.

Our home is in disarray.

"Disarray" means dirty dishes

or breaking curfew, not all
of our friends being gone.

Which is the very issue
we must address.

As we remain here,

we are the leaders of
our respective factions.

We must decide what to do
about our troubling new guest.

Uh, Ben. That's his name.

Ben does not pose
a direct threat, as of yet,

but his mere presence

could destabilize
our school even more.

He is afflicted
by a condition

I do not yet understand.

With all due respect,

all we need to understand
is that he's a monster magnet.

And as much
as I love inclusion,

we've got to take care
of our own

before we lose anybody else.

Kaleb had to go home,

and he can't come back
while Ben's here.

So Ben's got to go.
That's my vote.

Duly noted.
In counterpoint,

I may be able to find
an inspired solution

for what made Kaleb
and Ethan attack Ben.

If he remains here
for me to study him.

That is my vote.

Also, noted.
But for the record,

I do not consider Ethan
a friend anymore.

So I guess that means
it's up to you.

Oh, hell no.
I-I'm not qualified. I...

You are the alpha. That is the
only qualification necessary.

So, are you with her...

...or with me?

Both?

Speaking as the
guy who used to...

punch new kids in the face,

I totally get
distrusting outsiders.

But I also
think this place

is way better
for having Cleo here,

and she wouldn't be
if we'd kicked her out.

I need to talk to Ben
before I vote.

Figure out if the risk
is worth the reward.

"If you pray twice a day
beneath a false face,

you'll be as blue in the face
as I am. Who am I?"

Let's face it. We're screwed.

How did I ever
let you convince me

that giving the sphinx
all of our coins

for this mumbo jumbo
was a good idea?

It's the second time that
that bewhiskered scam artist

has betrayed me.
Well, if memory serves,

you were trying to bring about
the end of the world

the first time, so, eh,
probably not the best example.

Ugh, details.
Would you two stop?

Everything in the sphinx's
first riddle came true.

Maybe not exactly how
we expected it to, but love

was definitely the greatest
destroyer of all, trust me.

Perhaps you should
trust me instead.

Dr. Dolittle's desperate,

and his poor judgment
is gonna be

the death of us all.

We're already dead, Ted.

I-I'm s-struggling to recall

when any plan you've ever
made has worked, and...

...bubkes.

Look who's talking.

How did that whole
monster apocalypse

of yours work out, huh?

As I was saying,
we have no reason to believe

this riddle is gonna
be any different.

If we can solve it,
unlike the last one.

Which is why we need
to work together.

Three heads are better
than one, right?

Not when his is one of them.

So until you can

riddle me that
and convince me otherwise...

...I'm taking a nap.

Well, bad news.

It's on me to decide whether or
not you can stay at the school.

Ben?

Uh, look, you don't
know me well enough

to know how bad
relying on my judgment is,

so maybe you should wake up.

It's still here.

Ben.

What the hell was that?

The story of my life.

This is astounding.

Does that mean
you know what it is?

Not exactly.

But certain elements...

Uh, this writing, for example.

Not visible to
the naked eye,

but scrawled in blood

in multiple languages,
speaking of the gods.

But the gods
of a dozen different cultures.

Maybe more.

Look, I know you're supposed
to be the expert, but...

gods don't exist.

Nor do vampires.

At least as far as most people
are concerned.

Myths are but one

discovery away from becoming
our reality.

Did Virgil say that, too?

No, I did.

At first glance, I assumed
this was a forgery,

but my preliminary analysis
points to it being ancient.

I'll have to run many more tests

to divine its purpose
and origin,

but out of curiosity,
why bring this to me

instead of your headmaster?

Oh, Dr. Saltzman and I
had a fight,

so I'm taking the semester off.

I see.

A supernatural Rumschpringe?

If you say so.

It pains me to hear that.

I dearly miss
the Salvatore School.

I only toil at this all too
human palace of privilege

because the university
funds my research.

Uh, which, speaking of...

...I should do a thermal sweep.

Extraordinary. Someone's inside.

And miraculously, they're alive.

Trust me,
it'd be much more of a miracle

if Lizzie Saltzman were dead.

Hope.

What's happened to you?

You're supposed to be
so brilliant. You tell me.

Can we speed this up?

Places to go, people to kill.

I am moving as fast as I can.

Well, it's not fast enough.

I've tried everything to destroy

that artifact,
and nothing has worked.

So if you can't, either,
and you're just stalling...

Merely release
Elizabeth from it.

She's a siphon witch.

She should be able to remove
any magic that protects it.

Mm, yeah, well, I guess
I forget to mention that I, uh,

killed her and she's technically
in transition.

She'd be a Heretic,
a vampire who is also a witch,

able to siphon
an endless amount of magic,

which sounds
like a lot.

So I did a sleep spell on her

and I'm waiting
for her to starve.

Speaking of transitions...

...I didn't realize

becoming the Tribrid
would make you cruel.

Oh, my humanity is off, so...

like I said, I'd move faster
if I were you.

Pentelic marble
should do the trick.

If I'm right about the origins

of the artifact
you've brought,

the marble may be able
to absorb its powers,

as it was said to
centuries ago in ancient Greece.

Eureka. I've found it.

Hmm. A bowl.

Only until one looks inside.

Okay. Not a bowl.

It's a trap.

This is a chambre de chasse.

I'm from
New Orleans.

You can skip the lecture.

That's French

for "stupid witch escape room."

Which means I'm going to escape.

And when I do,
I'm gonna kill you, too.

Then hopefully Elizabeth and I
will be gone before you can.

What's with the rush?

Where's everybody going?

I may have inspired Finch
to take the entire school

on an impromptu field trip.

It will help her, too.
She's been very depressed

since Josie left.

I know the feeling, but did you
tell them about the monster?

Then this place is gonna be

just as dangerous
when they get back.

Milton, I know how much
you miss Lizzie and Josie.

Kaleb is
my boyfriend now.

I miss him, too.

Then maybe you should
change your vote.

Maybe Hope was right
about what it takes

to be a leader,
and we just hadn't been pushed

far enough to realize it yet.

Her humanity is off.

Ours is our only advantage.

So perhaps
you should help me

trap this monster instead,
and trust that I will find

a solution to return
our friends.

Don't worry.

This barrier spell Cleo put up
should keep the monster out.

Which means we got plenty
of time for that story of yours.

Why bother? We're living it.

I don't know.
Maybe because last night,

you said something about

"monsters were the least
of our problems"?

Because they're nothing
compared to gods.

Sounds epic.

Tell me more.

It won't change anything.

Well, I'll be the judge
of that, remember?

My mother used to tell me
a story,

many nights when I was a child.

As she told it,
our people loved the gods.

One in particular, in her case.

And I was the proof
of that love,

which explained
my invincibility in battle.

I fought to keep
our village safe,

but I had no use for the gods.

They never revealed
themselves to me,

nor did I ever ask
anything of them.

Ashur.

Wake up.

I am finally home.

Until the day that Ashur,

my best friend and lover,
fell ill.

Hey... And I realized

that both of those things would
need to happen were Ash to live.

Why do I get the feeling
like this story

is about to ruin my day?

Aw, that's sweet,

but we haven't even reached
the ruinous part yet.

Oh, boy.

Fear not, Jed.
For when we do,

you will know exactly
what to do with me.

Ouch!

Oh. Hey, Professor.

Are you okay?

You look like
you've seen a ghost.

Something far worse than that,
I'm afraid.

Who are you
and what do you want?

Uh, my name's Jen.

I loved your lecture today.

I wanted to talk more.

Ah, I see.

Well, uh, hmm...

If knowledge of the supernatural
world is what you seek,

then you must help me
to open this.

But I must warn you, Jennifer...

It's just "Jen."
Zip!

In doing so,
you will take a step

into a larger
and far more frightening world.

Yeah, I don't know.

I'm kind of trying to avoid
that whole thing right now.

Ah.

Um, is this the latch?

Holy crap.

Curse my delicate hamstrings.

I may not have been fast enough.

Elizabeth?

Elizabeth.

Can you hear me?

Dude.

Ugh. That is so gross.

Yet I'm still hungry.

Okay, that was embarrassing.

Still getting the hang of
my new powers, so bear with me.

Speaking of.

Don't leave this room.

I'm saving you for dessert.

Whatever you say, dude.

Oh, my God. Fangs.

I'll give you a closer look
when I get back.

Right after I kill
Hope Mikaelson.

♪ You hide, I'll seek

♪ Come play...

May as well start
with the obvious.

Daddy issues.

♪ Just close your eyes

♪ I'll take

♪ What I need

♪ Come out, come out,
wherever you are ♪

Fine.

♪ Come out, come out,
wherever you are ♪

This doesn't look
like it's going well.

Not yet, but only so many keys.

That's not what I meant.

I escaped the artifact,
obviously.

Mm.
Completed my transition.

See my fangs?

Hmm. Well, lucky for me,
becoming a vampire

has, uh, heightened
your stupidity,

because now
you're stuck here, too.

What it's heightened
is my urge to do

what I should have done
in the first place: kill you.

I'm practically an expert
on mental prisons by now,

so I'll give you a hint:

getting out is always about

getting to the root
of your problems.

And the truth is...

...you've always
been my problem.

Which means I get to leave
whenever I want.

Then why bother to come in here?

I thought I owed you a goodbye.

You can't kill me.

Maybe not in here.

But out there,
in the real world,

where you're completely
defenseless?

That's another story.

It was a big tree, Hope.

I made more than one stake.

♪ Come out, come out,
wherever you are... ♪

Including cute ones.

You're lying.

No. You're dying.

And this time,
I won't lose my nerve.

♪ Go too far

Vampire powers are so fun.

♪ Come out, come out,
wherever you are. ♪

This is impossible.

I give up.That's not an option.

This is your plan, remember?

Okay, "If you pray twice a day

"beneath a false face,

"you'll be as blue in the face
as I am.

Who am I?"

Wait.

I know the answer.

You're a
gullible moron

who's doomed us
to remain in Limbo forever.

Knock it off, Ted.
Things are bleak enough

without you saying
stuff like that.

He's right.

I am a desperate man.

I'm dead.

I can't help my daughters,
Hope is on a rampage,

and my students are dealing
with all of it alone.

Maybe the mistakes
I've made in the past

and continue to make

means that this
is the fate that...

that I deserve, but not you.

I used to feel that way
being a foster kid.

Bouncing around from house
to house all the time.

I mean, if no one ever
wants you to stay,

there's got to be something
wrong with you, right?

But then, Rafael
walked into my life

feeling the same way.

He blamed it
on his anger issues,

felt he was, uh, doomed
because of them.

So doomed he didn't
even bother to unpack

the four things he
owned from his suitcase.

Then I realized
how wrong he was.

I mean, he had to be.

He was one of the best people
I had ever met.

Which meant
I was wrong about myself.

And once I convinced him
of that, and myself,

we unpacked our bags together.

Became brothers.

Look, however the three
of us got here, our sins

don't define us
unless we let them.

I promise, you're just one good
moment away from believing it.

So, why not make this...

...that moment?

Hands together.

Pray twice a day.

Like the hands of a clock.

That must mean
the clocktower.

Oh, we can work with that.

Welcome back, Ted.

I know what I would do.

If someone I loved was
hurting, I-I'd march

right up to the gods' palace
or whatever, and be like, "Dude,

are you my dad or what?"

That's exactly what I did.

Hopefully, my plea didn't
sound that ridiculous,

but what father wouldn't
want to help their son, right?

Mine, as it turns out.

The gods of our village
lived atop a high mountain.

I brought Ash to the threshold

beyond which mortals
could not pass.

There, I cried out to my father

for the first time.
Father!

Not for his love, but his help.
Where are you?

But he never came.

And so I took matters
into my own hands,

as I had my whole life.

But Ash was not a god
as I supposedly was.

And that is how I learned
my mother's story was true.

Holy crap.

So, what'd you do?

I claimed my birthright.

Stole it, actually.

I can't imagine
that went over well.

It did not.

Do you know what separates men
from gods?

Togas?

Magic.

Magic that I hoped
would save Ash's life.

But it was too late.

Ash...

By the time I returned
with the fire

this world would come
to know as magic...

...Ash was dead.

I am so sorry.

And I think I know
what happens next.

The gods cursed you,
made monsters to hunt you down.

Gods didn't create monsters.

I did.

Out of spite, I gave the magic
I stole to the village.

I figured, that way,
people could help themselves

instead of worshipping these
fickle, uncaring sky bullies.

I was foolish
to think that, too.

Why? What did they do with it?

What humans always do.

They sought the same power
and privilege the gods abused.

They didn't want to stop
worshipping the gods.

They wanted to be them.

And in their lust
for that power,

monsters were born.

Along with many
of the world's ills.

I'm cursed to this day
because I trusted them.

Perhaps I deserve it.

Like hell.

Look, I can't uncurse you
or whatever,

but I can give you
a place to stay

while we figure out how to.

A new home.

You got my vote,
is what I'm saying.

I'm grateful.

But...

I can't accept.

Well, you can't leave, either.

Barrier spell, remember?

The blood of a god flows
through my veins.

Magic cannot hold me.

Farewell, Jed.

Oh, God.

He is so dead.

No crap, dude. You killed him.

Most vampires make that seem
a lot less painful.

Can I just get some space?

I don't want to get
a contact high.

Dude.

I am just as surprised
as you are, Jennifer.

Thank you.

But I assume there's a reason
you saved my life?

I need your help.

Because as much as I want
to kill Hope Mikaelson,

I can't.

See what I mean?

I literally
can't kill her.

Try this.

If you can't kill 'em...

...maim 'em.

Son of a bitch.
What is wrong with me?

I have a theory,
but as with all theories...

...it must be tested.

Okay, h-- Why did I do that?

It's bad enough
that I can't kill her.

Now I'm protecting her?

I think it's
time you told me

exactly how you became
a vampire.

It doesn't matter.

She won't be one
for much longer.

I found the answer.

Where's Ben?

Oh, Ben?
Yeah, he just, uh,

waltzed through that barrier

because he's a freaking demigod.

Then that is not
all that makes him special.

His blood was on
one of the creature's quills.

Oh, that's weird.

I have wolf ears
and I can't hear anything.

Monsters can.

That is how they track him.

If I can spell a solution
to mute this frequency,

maybe I can free Ben
from his curse.

You know these are made
out of wood?

Ben's lucky he's not a vampire.

But MG is.

And I've just sent him
to find the monster.

Where you at?

It's cool.

You don't have to answer.

Not as long as your heart
is beating.

Damn, Ben.

You could've gotten
yourself killed.

Actually, I couldn't.

Jed said you
voted against me,

so why do you care?

Old habits die hard, I guess.

Run.

I'm surprised you escaped.

You usually suck at games,
'cause they're fun.

Turns out you showing up
was the hint I needed.

You made yourself
my problem, Lizzie.

All I needed to do
was find your key.

She won't be a problem
any longer.

I know. Motus.

Because now
that she's a vampire,

I know exactly how to kill her.

Technically, I'm a Heretic.

The Bibrid to your Tribrid.
Incendia.

Do you have a pencil
I could borrow?

Hope, Elizabeth
can do you no harm.

In fact, I'd be willing to wager

she'll do anything you say.

Like hell.

I'll take that bet.
Stop talking.

Whose blood was
in your system when you died?

Answer him.

Beats me.

Whatever vampire
donated their blood

to the school's
first-aid kits.

What is happening?

It was my blood.

Which I'm guessing means
you're sired to me.

Just when I thought
this day couldn't get any worse.

Where'd the artifact go?

I don't know.

Especially as it weighs
over 500 pounds.

That's not
the only thing missing.

That stoner chick's gone, even
though I compelled her to stay.

Well, then it sounds like
you suck at compulsion.

It was my first one, okay?

Now, will you please let me
stop hopping around

on one leg like a drunken bunny?

Being mind-controlled is a major
violation of my agency.

Fine.

Though you did just try
to compel someone,

and I make the rules, remember?

Right.
Mm.

Son of a...
Please.

I am as shocked
as you both

that your dynamic
could become even stranger.

But we cannot let

an immensely powerful artifact
that may have ties to the gods

loose into the world.

Okay. I'll find it.

But I'm only doing this
because I don't want her

stuffing me in it.

Know the feeling. Sucks.

Sweet. Now I can blow
this Popsicle stand

before she gets back.

I've heard becoming a vampire
heightens your emotions.

I assume it's true for Heretics?

Beats me.

Mine have always been
a little heightened.

Because you're a good person,
Elizabeth.

So please, before you
leave, consider this:

Hope is in a very dark place,

and she's going after
an innocent student.

Need a hand?

Already got one.

And that monster's got Ben.
Uh, most of him, at least.

Story of his life.

And I think I've figured out
what his deal is.

You are our concern, MG.

You must get back
to the school at once.

The monster's quills
are made of...

This thing can't kill me, but
it can sure as hell kill you.

Go!

Not our style
of leadership, right?

Speaking of style.

I-I mean, that looks dope,
but what's it gonna do?

It will protect Ben
so long as he wears it.

If I am right.

Booyah. I know submissive
behavior when I see it.

You nailed it, Cleo.

It looks like it's...

thanking you.

It seems like my curse
is also its curse.

So I guess I should
thank you, too.

Yeah, I don't know, dude.
You're still missing an arm.

I'll mend.

You're just full of
surprises, aren't you?

You mind telling me why
you're stealing that thing?

Or better yet,

why my locator spell
didn't work on you.

I had to follow your scent.

Uh, it's a long story, man.

Well, I'm immortal, so...

Immortality's a bitch, huh?

I mean, not really. But I am.

So start answering
my questions

or I'm gonna rip your arms off

and beat you to death with them.

Well, I'm a pacifist.

So I don't really want
to hurt you.

Don't worry. You won't.

Sorry, tiny angry dude, but...

you don't want to know the
things that you think you do.

First of all, ow.

Second of all,
now I really need to know.

Then for what it's worth,
I really wish you didn't.

Hey, bitch.

Okay, whatever you two are,
I want no part of it.

Not an option, apparently.

Well...

...then it's time to get high.

Well, you don't see that
every day.

What the hell is she?

If I had to guess? A god.

This is probably gonna hurt.

Always does.

That's the point.

Yeah, because you're Prometheus.

People don't think I'm smart,

but the grades I get
aren't for lack of trying.

I do the reading.

Especially when it comes to
something as badass as the gods.

It's more just "bad,"
in my experience.

You're the bastard son of a god.

I mean, you stole fire...Magic.

Whatever. From the gods
and gave it to the people.

That sucks it didn't
work out, but...

that's a baller move.

♪ Stark, black night

♪ I'll go...

So the gods punished you

by chaining you to a rock
so eagles could eat your liver.

And cursed you
to heal by sunrise

so you could feel that same pain
again the next day.

Forever.

♪ Oh, I can see it now...

So, there was a rock and chains,
but no eagles.

Just monsters.

That is my story and my curse.

And theirs, too, apparently.

The myths that persist today
are a gross oversimplification.

The names are all wrong,
for example,

because you could never
pronounce my real one.

♪ Without you,
it wouldn't be right... ♪

But I've come to prefer Ben.

It's simple, like Jed.

And I like simple.

Well, then, buddy, I'm your guy.

You can't be,
because I can't stay.

The hell you can't.

Look, once a month,
I wake up in chains, too.

Covered in what I pray
is my own drool.

Being cursed is
pretty much a requirement

for being
at the Salvatore School.

♪ Oh, I'll face all these
things, but without you... ♪

Give it a shot.

I suppose remaining here beats

passing through the small
intestine of a gorgon again.

Why the long face?

You said you wanted
to destroy that thing.

Mission accomplished.

Gods exist.

If Aurora ever found that out...

Well, that's your problem.

Actually, it's not.

Which is why I'm so depressed.

As much as I don't want it,
I need your help.

That's better than killing me,
I think.

Care to elaborate?

Truth is, as powerful
as being the Tribrid makes me,

I've been waltzing into traps,

being blindsided ever since
I shut off my humanity.

I care so little about,
well, everything,

that I have been reckless, so...

While I shudder at the thought,
I need a partner in crime

to take Aurora down.

More like a canary
in the coal mine.

Going after gods
and bitchy vampires?

Hard pass.

You're sire-bonded to me.

You can't pass.

Hope?

Just imagine
how annoying

Heretic me will be.

See how heightened
my desperation is right now?

That's gonna get old real quick.

Not to mention, all my friends
are gonna come looking for me

the second they find out
what happened.

Not if you do what I tell you.

Which you have to.

Pukwudgie.

Excuse me?

Aw, he's a good
little Pukwudgie,

a woodland sprite
from Native American lore.

They can be quite
peaceful and playful,

when not beholden to a curse.

Did you see how he teleports?

I think we may have finally
found out

what Ethan's monster side is.

Uh, speaking of,

does this mean
that him and Kaleb

can come back to the school?

It does.

Though I thought you and Ethan
were no longer friends.

I was quick to judgment today.

Good thing you and Jed weren't.

You're a good
leader, Cleo.

The kind I've always
wanted to be.

That makes sense, because
at every turn, I asked myself,

what would the MG
I know and respect do?

Seriously?

You are a fine leader, too,
Milton.

No matter what Hope said.

Thanks.

I am a little on tilt
with Lizzie being gone.

Now with the monster
problem handled,

I can finally go find her.

I was gone for
like five minutes.

And that is the ugliest
emotional support animal

I have ever seen.

Lizzie, where have you been?

Hug first. Talk later.

You should probably sit down.

A lot's happened on my end.

You think he bought it?

If there's one
thing I've always

been able to do,
it's manipulate Milton Greasley.

Even in astral-projection form.

As far as he's concerned,
I am going to spend some time

with my mom to get accustomed
to being a vampire,

and you are too dangerous
to be around.

At least that last part's true.

But I hate that you made me
lie to him.

Get over it.
This could be the beginning

of a beautiful, mutually
beneficial relationship.

Hope, for the last time,

I don't want to do this.

I haven't even gotten my head
around being immortal,

much less being immortal
and on a suicide mission.

So mutually beneficial, my ass.
There is nothing in this for me.

Sure, there is.

Because once Aurora is dead,

I'll make you promise
not to kill me

and I will send you on your way.

You'll be free-ish.

Do you really expect me
to believe that?

I could make you. It's easier.

Don't bother.

Codependency is my crutch.

And if I have to
help you kill anyone,

Aurora's pretty high up
on my list.

Great.

You drive while I nap.

Ted was right.

The riddle was leading us here,
which...

not exactly what
I was expecting.

Okay, so, new riddle.

What the hell is this place?

Well, like you said, the sphinx
has never lied to us, so...

someone in here must know
their way out of Limbo.

Yeah.
And if not,

at least we can get a drink.

Yes.

Three bourbons.

Coming right up.

You're new to this
establishment,

so that'll be three coins.

Bet you wish you
had some more

of those coins now, mate, hmm?

What's the matter, gents?

Never seen a jinni before?

Blue in the face.

Bingo.

On second thought,
hold those drinks,

'cause we're gonna need
three wishes instead.

Then you've come
to the right place.