Malevolent - The Vampire Dairies (1) ➡️

seven - "welcome back, sister"

[Chicago]

The car ride to one of the places Perseus enjoyed was tiring, one of the causes being Stefan.

"Welcome back to Chicago, Stefan." Klaus said to the vampire as they got out of the black SUV outside an warehouse with Perseus walking along with them.

Klaus walked forward and opened a door wide enough for the three of them to see the beautiful city of Chicago. Stefan stood beside Klaus as he asked, "What are we doing here?"

"I know how much you loved it here." Klaus said with a smile. "Bringing back memories of the good old ripper days."

"Blacked out most of them." Stefan admitted looking at the city in a distant voice as if he trying to remember it, "A lot of blood, a lot of partying. The details are all a blur."

"Well, that is a crying shame." Klaus looked at him in disappointment, "The details are what makes it a legend. And what a legend it could have been."

"Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture." Perseus mumbled looking at the city.

[Chicago,  1920]

Soft jazz music was playing in the city of Chicago as Men and Women were walking hand in hand down the streets of the beautiful city. A car drove through the parking lot outside of a club passing by a car inside which was Stefan Salvatore ravishing a young woman.

To the people outside, it was just a common sight, two lovers intimate with each other. But to the one inside the car, it was a horror scene, a vampire satisfying his hunger. The girl gripped his while enjoying the euphoria as Stefan sucked every ounce of blood out of her body. He finally pulled away from the girl, sighing and gasping in content.

He took small white flower from the head of the now unmoving girl and put it on his left jacket pocket. Getting out of the car, he finally fixed himself and walked towards the club leaving the dead girl behind.

Perseus was sitting alone with a girl with a drink in his hand. She was laughing about something he said. He looked around to see his brother, Klaus sitting on the counter drinking his sorrows.

Gloria was dancing to the jazz music while enchanting everyone that night with her voice. Many men and women were enjoying their night, drinking and gossiping. Some of them were dancing on the dance floor where Rebekah was enjoying herself to the melodious voice of the witch.

"Guess who my eyes have just spied, ladies?" Gloria spoke into the mic getting mostly everyone's attention, "Looking for a good time, Mr. Salvatore?"

"Save me a dance, Gloria?" Stefan asked the witch smiling as he walked down the stairs. A waiter walked by him and he was about to grab a drink from his tray but a blond woman walked by taking the drink before he could.