Like a cockroach, Always Survives

99. Klaus Mikaelson | Knocking on my door

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↪ you and klaus aren't particularly friends when it comes down to things, you two aren't friends or even acquaintances you just know each other, you used to be friends. When you find yourself in new Orleans after running away from a witch and her minions, without any money you turn to the only person you know in new Orleans... klaus.

"i wouldn't come if i had money or any other friends here for that matter"

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New Orleans is such a beautiful city, it's a shame its about to be ruined by visiting the one person I wished to never see again. Klaus Mikaelson, of course he wasn't my first thought.

My first thought was to steal a car and drive back to mystic falls, but, everyone here is special and I can't take any chances.

Klaus and I have a reputation we are able to speak to each other in a civilised manner, but, we started a war between Vampires and Witches back in the day. I was on the Witches side of course, witches were far superior now they are arrogant.

Klaus had won and for the past 300 years he has that win over me. That's not even my main problem with him.

My problem is that fact that after years he still manages to accidentally find ways back into my life, he tries to kill my best friend Elena and then kills her aunt.

He used Elijah to get to me years ago, I was thinking Elijah would love me more than his family for once but, of course. Always and Forever means literally in that family.

Rumour spread that the Mikaelsons were staying in the old plantation where little Marcel was saved from, apparently they were hiding from him.

Walking down the tediously long driveway I get memories, of Klaus and I taking in Marcel. Then I remember the time I was daggered, that was the beginning of my problems, Klaus and I had disagreed about moving Marcellus and he stuck the dagger through my heart.

One out of a million problems and that had to be the root of them.

My wounds had healed, they varied from a broken wrist to a cut spleen and a chunk of my ear being sliced off. All in the time I had managed to run and find the plantation they had healed, despite it now being the middle of the night.

Finally making it to the door I take a deep breath in balling my hand up into a fist bringing it up to the door. "is that y/n knocking on my door" a voice says causing me to turn around. It was Klaus covered wearing a blue suit covered in blood.

"what's with the blood?" I point at his suit and he walks past me opening his door walking inside "you know me y/n, if its not family it's buisness" he says grabbing a tissue wiping his mouth.

"what do you want y/n?" he says and I remain outside "i wouldn't come if i had money or any other friends here for that matter" I mumble tapping my foot against the concrete.

"some witch kidnapped me" I mumbled "I taught you better" he says "you didn't teach me, you just said kill this, kill that" I say and he scoffs continuing to wipe his face.

"this witch? by herself?" he asks throwing the tissue on the floor "no, she had some vampires, some werewolves and guess what tyler was there" I say glaring at him "tyler, tyler, tyler" he says clicking his tongue "he was my biggest disappointment" he says.

"fine come in" he says letting me in "you remember the plantation" he says "so you know every peephole every vessel" he mumbles.

"Where's your siblings?" I ask him "One is daggered and in the hands of Marcel, the other one i assume is living her life and the other two are in the basement" he says walking into the living room adjusting his suit in the mirror before taking his blazer off.