Allure of Darkness: TVD [2]✓

Chapter One

DISCLAIMER:: I DON'T OWN THE THE ORIGINALS OR THE VAMPIRE DIARIES. ALL RIGHTS GO TO JULIE PECKE. I DO HOWEVER OWN GEMMA WALKER, HER LINES, HER PRIVATE INTERACTIONS WITH OTHER CHARACTERS FROM BOTH. SO PLEASE DO NOT TAKE HER FROM ME.. OR I WILL BE SERIOUSLY PISSED OFF. GEMMA IS MY FIRST CHARACTER I BROUGHT TO LIFE, I WILL BE SERIOUSLY LIVID IF YOU TAKE HER!

Gemma drove her car into the French Quarter of New Orleans with her backseat full of luggage, she pulled out her phone and called Klaus.

"Hey, I'm here. Where should I go?"

"Hey, love. I'm at a friends house. Where are you?"

"By a string of bars? One is called Rosseau's."

"I see you. Get out of your car, lock the door and come to me." Gemma got out of her car and saw Klaus. She walked over to him and they hugged each other tightly but he pulled away, "I need to tell you if I do something me like, you will stick by me. If you feel threatened, don't be afraid to rip out their hearts." Gemma nods. They walk inside the courtyard and Gemma instantly hears the music blaring. The courtyard is full of vampires, Gemma instinctively took Klaus' hand.

"Hey, man, where'd you run off her?" a tall vampire asked him, "and who is this?"

"You mean your minions aren't still documenting my every move." Klaus questioned him, "Marcel, this is Gemma. Gemma, Marcel."

"Someone clearly put you in a mood. What can I do?"

"What you can do is, you can tell me what this thing is you have with the witches."

"We're back to that?"

"Yeah, we're back to that."

"You know, I owe you everything I got, but I'm afraid I have to draw the line on this one. This is my business. I control the witches in my town. Let's just leave it at that."

"Your town?"

"Damn straight."

"That's funny, because when I left one-hundred years ago, you were just a pathetic little scrapper still trembling from the lashes of the whips of those who would keep you down, and now look at you-master of your domain, prince of the city." the music stops and the crowd watches the two men, "I'd like to know how."

"Why? Jealous? Hey, man, I get it. Three hundred years ago, you helped build a backwater penal colony into something. You started it, but then you left. Actually, you ran from it. I saw it through. Look around vampires rule this city now. We don't have to live in the shadows like rats. The locals know their place, they look the other way. I got rid of the werewolves. I even found a way to shut down the witches. The blood never stops flowing and the party never ends. You wanna pass through? You wanna stay awhile? Great. What's mine is yours, but it is mine. My home, my family, my rules."

"And if someone breaks those rules?" Klaus questioned him.

"They die. Mercy is for the weak. You taught me that, too. And I'm not the prince of the Quarter, friend. I'm the king! Show me some respect." Gemma couldn't help but scoff.

"If you're the king, I'm the fucking Queen of England." Marcel stepped closer to her, and Klaus used his vamp-speed to go to one of Marcel's men, he bites into his neck, then lets him drop to the ground. Klaus' mouth was dripping with blood.

"Your friend will be dead by the weekend, And yet I cann't be killed. I am immortal. Who has the power now, friend? Come Gemma." Gemma went and joined his side, the two men fighting for dominace stared at each other, but finally Klaus decided it was time to go.