Like a cockroach, Always Survives

120. Klaus Mikaelson | Nice To Meet You

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Rebekah hadn't contacted you for a while but on the off chance that her brother Elijah was in trouble she needed some who could take care of themselves as well as help her out. "So you think that your brother Klaus and killed your brother Elijah?" You asked as you climbed into her car.

"No, but I wouldn't put it passed him to have done something else," Rebekah answered.

"Like what?" You asked.

"Put a dagger in his chest," Rebekah answered. You smirked at the family drama you would think that a couple of 1000-year-old vampires would just want to live a quiet life. The rest of the drive was silent and that gave you time to think about what you were walking into, you see you were a human with a particular set of skills, to kill was not your first instinct but if the situation called for it, you could take down a vampire or werewolf. You had specialised weapons and self-defence it was easy to see why Rebekah had called you. That leaves one question why do you know about any of this

Flashback

you were never a normal kid you paid a lot of attention to things people would only take a glance at you were looking at old pictures of a class assignment when a face kept popping up and they were all from different centuries, at first, you thought maybe they're just relatives but then you saw Rebekah walking down the road. Due to your status in this town you thought that it couldn't get any worse so you confronted her "Your Rebekah Mikaelson right?" you asked using the only name that you had been able to trace.

"You are?" she asked.

"Someone who's been tracking your life," You answered she looks down at you although you couldn't see her eyes because of the sunglasses she had firmly placed on her face.

"Who are you?" Rebekah asked.

"No one important. I just want to know how you were in all of those pictures." You answered.

"What?" Rebekah asked.

"I've seen the pictures in the museums and old newspapers. You were from a noble family and it looks like your style hasn't changed." You accused.

"(Y/N) are you bothering this lady!?" The policeman asked as he walked out of the cafe.

"None of your business," You answered rudely before turning back to Rebekah.

"Don't you have a class to get to?" he asked.

"Not right now," You answered. A small smirk had settled on Rebekah's lips as she watched the exchange before disappearing, you turned and Rebekah was gone, you growled before heading in the direction of the school building.

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That night you came home to find Rebekah sitting in your desk chair, scrolling through the pictures that you had saved to your computer. "You've done your research," Rebekah muttered turning in the chair to face you. "So what do you think we are?"

"We?" You questioned. Rebekah gave a small nod. "I don't know... That why I confronted you today, I just thought that you had similar-looking relatives."

"What would you say if I said that I was a vampire?" she asked.

"That you were insane," You answered although if you were honest you never thought that it was that far fetched.

"You're lying," Rebekah smirked.

"What?" You asked.

"Your heart beat sped up over the word insane." she explained.