Mikael's Little Necromancer.

2. Never Talk to the Living (REWRITTEN).

Secluded Area, Night Time, Present Day:

"I'm not helping them," Anna said while sitting on the picnic table next to Jeremy.

"No, it's okay to help," Jeremy replied directly to her the deceased vampire stuck on the Other Side. He didn't want to acknowledge Katherine and Damon's presence they brought trouble where ever they chose to go. "They're looking for a way to stop Klaus."

"I don't care. Katherine is not a friend to you. Neither of them are!" Anna reminded the teen. While she did come to terms with her recent demise. She still wished she was alive if she was Jeremy wouldn't have had to grieve another person. And maybe just maybe Jeremy wouldn't find himself in a situation like this.

"What's she saying?" Damon asked just because he was immortal didn't mean he had all day to sort everything out.

"Well, she doesn't want to help you," Jeremy answered his tone very bitter. The eldest Salvatore turned his full attention to Katherine a much older and more powerful vampire.

"My advice? If you want to make an omelette, you have to break a few eggs." Katherine whispered, she didn't care for much and Jeremy definitely wasn't someone she could see herself ever caring for in any capacity. Just as Damon started to walk over to Jeremy, Henrik appeared in a blink of an eye.

"JEREMIAH!" Henrik gasped just after his eyes caught sight of the Gilbert boy. The two vampires and the one human looked at Henrik with a look of confusion and annoyance.

"Who are you?" Damon asked he was surprised anyone would find them at this time of the night.

"Leave us, sweetheart." Henrik gently commanded Anna. Either he didn't catch Damon's question or he just choose to willingly ignore him. Anna didn't have a chance to say anything she simply vanished. 

"Anna come back," Jeremy shouted, he couldn't tell from her demeanour if she left because the stranger had commanded her to or if she chose to leave herself.

"A witch." Katherine sighed unimpressed.

"Not exactly, now if you two gentlemen will excuse us, the girl and I have somewhere else to be. And both please be a doll and try not to pull a stunt like this again." Henrik said his line of sight split between the two vampires and the one human.

"Afraid not." Damon snapped before he used his supernatural speed to run to Henrik. Damon then with no hesitation grabbed the boy's throat and started to strangle Henrik. The youngest Mikaelson glared at Damon for a moment. Then suddenly, Damon let go of Henrik's neck very much against his will and walked back over to Katherine. The boy took a moment to catch his breath.

"You just had to be the tough guy," Henrik said. Throughout his long life, Henrik learned that vampires either start out cocky and become humble after vampiric life knocks them down. Or they simply remain the same and to Henrik, Damon appeared to be the latter. Seconds after Henrik snapped one of his fingers the two vampires drop to the ground their necks snapped.

"They're going to come round pretty soon." Jeremy pointed out. Henrik turned to face Jeremy.

"Not this time, beautiful," Henrik replied with a soft smile. He didn't want to intimidate or frighten the boy he couldn't do that ever to Jeremiah. The Gilbert boy didn't take his eyes off his saviour or killer as he slid off the picnic table and got to his feet. 

"Nice meeting you, but my curfew is pretty soon..." Jeremy started.

"Sit back down!" Henrik interrupted and to both his surprise and pleasure, Jeremy did what he was told.

"Damn it," Jeremy shouted. The Mikaelson then walked over to Jeremy and sat down on the same bench as Jeremy.

"Now, now Mr..."