After 90 years of running, it had to come to an end. She found herself in Mystic Falls, a place she'd be dreading to go to but it was bound to happen. Luna Salvatore, the youngest Salvatore, arrived in Mystic Falls. Little did she know, her coming t...
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Luna's eyes narrowed after hearing a noise from outside. Warily, she walked down the stairs, trying her best to be as quiet as possible to conceal her identity from the potential attacker. However, her worries ceased when she saw a familiar blonde walk through the front doors, "Jesus, Rebekah. You scared the shit out of me." Luna breathed out in relief.
Luna walked down the stairs and pulled Rebekah into a hug, but once she pulled away a serious expression came across Rebekah's face, instantly inducing worry in Luna once again, "I know that face, what's wrong?"
A sigh left Rebekah's lips, she took a moment before answering the girl's question, "Do you know where Elijah is?"
Luna thought for a moment, "I don't actually know," She paused, "Where is Elijah?" She said, even though she was just thinking out loud. Suddenly, realisation dawned on the two. They shared a look before making their way through the house to find the hybrid.
"Klaus! Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother, you narcissistic, back-stabbing wanker!" The blonde Original yelled, successfully gaining Klaus' attention.
He opened a pair of doors, an innocent yet devilish smile came across his face, and immediately Luna knew he had done something very Klaus-like, "Enough with all the shouting. Little sister, I should have known. I assume the six dead vampires were your doing?"
"They were very rude," Rebekah started, ignoring Klaus' reprimanding tone, "Trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the Quarter. So sorry, were they friends of yours? Oh, that's right, you don't have any friends."
"I do have friends. I have Marcel and Luna," He gestured to the brunette beside his sister as the corners of his mouth quirked up into a larger smirk.
"We won't be friends for much longer if you don't let me leave this stupid fucking house." Luna interrupted, cocking her head to the side with a sweet smile, even though it was the opposite. A pointed look was sent her way before he turned back to Rebekah and continued:
"You remember him, don't you? Yes, of course, you do. He fancies himself the 'King of the Quarter' now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It'll be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you."
"I don't care about Marcel or his rules. Elijah doesn't welch on deals. What did you do to him?" Rebekah tried to conceal the look that appeared on her face when Marcel's name was mentioned, but both Luna and Klaus noticed it.
"Perhaps he's on holiday... or taking a long autumn nap upstairs," He strode towards Luna, gently wrapping one arm around her waist, his calloused hands grazing her bare skin, the goosebumps his touch ignited made her purse her lips, "Well, go on. Take a look around. You remember this house as well as I."
"I remember everything." With those words, Rebekah left the same way Klaus' had entered; Luna saw an opportunity to question the hybrid on the older Mikaelson brother's whereabouts.
