The Villain in Whose Story (Phosie Fanfic)

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The "Ripper of New Orleans"

   Hope pov

            I smile innocently at the woman behind the counter. She stares at me taking in every detail of my face. The band playing quietly except the trumpet player. He's playing almost annoyingly loud that I just want to sink my fangs into his neck. I hear his heart beating and the blood flowing in his veins. I can feel my eyes change from blue to red and the black veins start to pop out of the skin beneath my eyes. The woman that was staring at me screamed at the image. Everyone's heads snapped up to look at the woman. By then my eyes had changed back to normal so when she looked back at me I just looked at her. Her face was red with embarrassment and she looked down at the floor.

            "So, can I get that drink?" I ask her. She just nods and starts pouring it out. She hands the cup to me and walks to the other side of the bar. I just sit there drinking, I was actually quite relaxed for the first time in a while. Until I thought about my parents. I started to feel angry and the trumpet player played a note especially loud. That set me off. I vamped over to him and sunk my fangs into his neck. The bar erupted in screams, everyone rushed to the door to escape but I sped over there and stood in front of the door. They all backed away from me and they all huddled in a corner. My top lip curled up maliciously into a smirk. I went back over to the trumpet player who now had blood pouring out of his neck which did nothing but make my eyes change and the black veins come out. 

         I slowly walked over to him and I could hear him muttering pleas of mercy. I scoffed. I slowly got closer to his neck. My teeth pierced his skin yet again and I sucked him dry. His body went limp and he sat against the chair. I looked over to the remaining people and I debated on who to eat next. My eyes settled on the lady that served me a drink. My eyes flashed and I sped to her and sunk my teeth into her wrist. She screamed and struggled but in the end, her limp body was thrown across the room. 

      "Fuck this." Two men got up and made an attempt to escape. They almost made it, ha no never mind they weren't even close. I laughed at them for their pitiful attempt. 

      "Did you really think it would be that easy?" I grab the two of them and I put my arms around them. "I think you deserve to be punished." With the last word, I plunged my hands into their chests. They both shrieked in pain. I took my hands out, each hand holding what once was a beating heart. Their bodies drop to the floor with their lifeless, glossy eyes looking at the ceiling. I throw one of the hearts at the group of people in the corner. A woman screams and moves as far as possible from the heart. I smirk at her and look her in the eye. As I'm looking at her I take a bite of the heart. She yelped and averted her eyes. 

      I'm feeling bored so I just make quick work of everything. I go to each person and kill them quickly but not cleanly. Once I'm down I just throw their bodies somewhere in the room. There is blood everywhere, on the walls, on the ceiling, on the windows, and on the tables and chairs. I feed and feed until there was only one person left. I look at them and they squeak with fear. I slowly walk over to them. I roughly grab him by his collar and yank him up. 

     "What are you?" He asks. I don't really know how to respond to this. I have to actually think about it until I found the answer. I figured since he's gonna die anyway I'll just confide in him. "I am a grieving child." He looks at me with shock and pity. I hate that look. Pity. I swing my hand and his head goes flying. I let go of his body I toss it onto the counter. I wonder who's going to have to clean this up. I walk over to the door and I'm halfway there when the doors burst open. 

      A man that looks older than 40 walks in with two girls trailing behind him. I look at the girls. One of them is blonde with blue eyes, she slumps as she walks and she has a bored expression on her face. That expression quickly changes as she looks around the room. I expect to see the fear on her face but instead, I'm met with disgust. She looks around the room and when her eyes settle on me she lets out a sound of disgust. I look over to the other girl and I gasp. She's beautiful. She has brown hair that falls around her shoulders and she has a sparkle in her eye that catches my attention. She's almost the opposite of the other girl. Her back is straight when she walks, and when her eyes settle on me I see a sadness in her eyes. The man clears his throat and I look back over to him.

       "Hi, I'm um Alaric Saltzman and these are my twin daughter Lizzie and Josie." He points to each of them as he introduces them. Ah, so her name is Josie. "Who the hell are you and what do you want?" The words come out harshly and I see the man recoil at my words. "Um, I'm the headmaster at a school for supernaturals and I was wondering if you'd like to attend?" I scoff at him. "Look around you, do you really want a cold-blooded killer in your school?" He looks around and his gaze softens. "Not really, but I think I can help you if you just give me a chance." The blonde one behind him gags. I forgot her name. I see Josie lightly smack her sister. I feel a weird feeling in my stomach. It's like a pull to Josie. I decided then that I'll do anything to be in the vicinity of Josie Saltzman. "Sure I'll attend. Let me just go pack. Meet me at the graveyard. I trust you know where that is." I curtly nod at him and walk over to the Mikaelson Manor.

      "Aunt Freya!" I yell. She comes down the staircase and frowns at my appearance. "Tell me you did not just murder a bunch of mortals. I give her a sheepish grin and nod my head. She sighs and tells me to go change. "Oh, I have something to tell you." She looks at me and nods her head to tell me to continue. "A man asked me to join his school for supernaturals and I said yes. His name was Alaric Saltzman." Her eyes widen with shock before she composes herself. She smiles at me and nods. "Well, you better go pack then." I nod and walk up the stairs and towards my room. I grab a bag and quickly stuff everything I would need. Once I finish I change into some black jeans and put on a white shirt. I was a little cold so I put on my leather jacket. I grabbed my bag and walked downstairs. 

     We exchanged "goodbyes" and we hugged for a while. I pulled away and made my way to the. graveyard. I was half expecting the trio to not be there but when I got there I saw a flash of blonde hair and I knew they were waiting for me. I strode towards them and stood before them. "So, where is this school of yours?" I ask, genuinely wondering. "Mystic Fall, Virginia." He replied. Virginia! That's about 14 hours away. This is going to be great! I try to convince myself. He starts to walk away and I follow him. We walk to a car and he opens the trunk for me. I throw my bag in and walk towards the door. The twins are already inside with Lizzie in the front and Josie in the back. I open the door and get into the car. I sit next to Josie and I feel this weird sensation in my stomach. Alaric gets into the driver's seat and we start to drive to Virginia. 

       I put in my earbuds and start listening to some Ed Sheeran. I up the volume to the point where I can't hear anything except the music. We drive for about 6 hours before we pull over and get ready for the night. 

A/N: And there we have it. The first chapter! WOOT WOOT. lol This was about 1500 words. I hope you are enjoying the story so far. Next chapter is the car ride and Hope meets the gang.