Boundless ✔(A Mikaelson Soulmate Story)

Chapter XIII: What are you?

After a nice long shower that lasted way longer than the hot water did, Finn gave me his shirt. I knew it was his way of bragging to his brothers. Showing off his prize. It didn't bother me though, the sex was amazing and I couldn't wait to watch his brothers squirm at this new information. I pulled on a pair of leggings.

"Are you going out?" Finn asked as he walked over to me, pulling me close and peppering kisses all over my face making me giggle.

"I just wanted to go out and maybe grab a drink, meet the locals..." I trailed off. Finn pulled back, holding me by the upper arms. A stern look on his face.

"I don't want you out there, it's risky." He told me sternly. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"I don't think you realize, Darlin'." I started, cupping his check and leaning closer to him, "I'm very hard to kill." I finished, pressing a kiss to his lips.

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After a lot of reassuring I would okay on my own and telling my mates, mostly Kol, I didn't need a body guard, I finally got out. Elijah had given me his keys so I stared at the car for a moment. I don't think he remembered that we had no cars back when I was last alive. Pocketing the keys, I ended up walking which was fine. Enjoying nature and the sights.

It didn't take long for me to start seeing buildings, seeing a place called the Mystic Grill. I could eat. I ran my tongue over my teeth as I entered the little bar looking place, finding a seat at the bar and waiting for someone to take my order. I could feel eyes on me. I ignored them the best I could, ordering a gin tonic with a twist and a basket of something called potato wedges. It sounded amazing.

"Ah, well if it isn't the woman of the hour." Someone said coming up next to me and sitting. I glanced over seeing the guy that had approached me at the ball as well. I think I had heard his name, Damon? I hummed as my drink was placed in front of me, picking it up and taking a sip of it.

"And what can I do for you?" I questioned, turning my attention to him. His blue eyes narrowed at me in suspicion.

"Where is your posse? Abandon you already?" He asked, his tone having a fake sympathy to it. I smirked at him, reaching over and placing my hand on his that was on the bar. Gold flashing through my hand into his. His eyes fogging over slightly.

"And where is your little group of misfits?" I asked him softly.

"My brother is watching us with Elena. Her friends are at the boarding house trying to find information on you." I raised an eyebrow at him, curiously.

"Hmm, and have they found anything?" I asked, tracing small circles onto his hand. A smile falling onto my face.

"Only what we have heard from you and your Originals. You're an Elf, wolf and a vampire. And my brother told me you can't be killed from a white oak stake like the other originals." Damon answered, his voice monotoned like he was being compelled. "Also that you can compel people on vervain." He added.

"And one last question, do you and your gang have anymore White Oak Stakes?" I asked, I could hear his brother and the girl walking over to us. Damon nodded.

"We have 9 more." He said as I took my hand off of his with a smile.

"Thank you for being so thoughtful to share that." I told him as he blinked, confused. His brother, Stefan and Elena appeared next to us.

"Damon." Stefan said with a stern look. Damon stared at me confused and shocked. And maybe even a bit impressed.

"What are you?" Were the words out of his mouth. I grinned, taking a large drink of my gin tonic, before looking back at him.

"Your worse nightmare, clearly." I told him as my potato wedges were placed in front of me. I took one, plopping it into my mouth. A small moan rumbling in my throat at the fried flavor. So good. I offered one to Damon and his posse who looked at me weird, well, Damon took one. Probably a side effect of my power being used on him. "I'll tell you what. Bring us the White Oak stakes. All of them. Wrapped with a pretty bow. And I'll keep my-" I made eye contact with Damon, raising my eyebrows, "Originals in line and out of your hair." I offered, plopping another potato wedge into my mouth.

"Why would they do what you say?" Elena asked, her voice was awfully winey. I rolled my eyes looking over to her.

"Did Esther not tell you? They are my Soulmates." I told them, making Damon and Stefan look shocked. "Now. Do we have a deal?" I asked. Looking between the two men who clearly knew what was going on and that I was very serious.