The Oldest Mikaelson

ϾHΛPТΞЯ 9

Loki managed to track down a witch that could help with the ritual called Greta Martin.
It was pretty easy because it was obvious that she liked him and loki was not blind to see that.
He used it for his advantage, telling her that he would sleep with her after she do the sacrifice.
She agreed. Loki was a man of his word like just younger brother, Elijah.
But the thought of Caroline flashed through his mind. He couldn't do this, not when they have gotten this far.
Speaking of Caroline, they have been talking on the phone alot lately, she had opened up to him and Loki tells her funny stories from his childhood. Oh how he missed those times he and his siblings were still innocent and naive. He wanted his siblings to enjoy their childhood, something that he didn't get to have.
Mikael didn't allow him to. Loki trained with his father to become a warrior. He hated it, but it became useful when he face an enemy and his vampire side is useless.
Loki was not the type of person to depend on people to protect him or depend on his vampire or witch side. That is why he learned different styles of fighting over the years.
Loki shook his head and drained the bloodbag. He usually drank from the main source which is humans. But today, he was not in a good mood and moody Loki is a dangerous Loki.
But that was not enough, he vamped out of the bar and went to find a victim.
He smirked when he saw a young man that look to be 16. Loki had had his fair share of male lovers over the years, because when you live thousand years, you have to try something new.
But, he got to admit, the guy was cute with his Brown hair and Brown eyes.
Fangs dropped from his gums and veins appeared under his eyes as he went over to the boy.

Loki pinned the boy against the wall and hissed,
"Stay still, boy, I have to test something."
he smirked, sinking his fangs into the boy's neck.
The familiar  crimson liquid filled his mouth as he almost moaned. It has been a while since he drank human blood from the main source, a month to be extact.
He removed his fangs from his neck and went back to normal. The veins disappeared and his fangs were gone.
He looked into the boy's eyes and compelled him.
"You are going to forget this happen. Go back home and clean up. if anyone ask, tell them you had a small accident."
he nodded and left without saying a word.