Spencer Charnas One Shots

LXXIV. Pretty Little Vampire (The Originals!AU)

hi, hello, yes, this is based off of The Originals. if you've seen The Vampire Diaries, you know a little about the original vampires. if you havent seen either of these shows, I'd suggest you go along with it. and finally, if you've watched all the way thru The Originals, I still wanna cry at the ending. PLEASE IT WAS SO SAD-

ahem, anywhore. you are Klaus' twin sister. you dont put up with your brother much and he has never daggered you before. you two are still very close, and he tries to rope you in with his hybrid shenanigans, but you have only given in once. Klaus trusts you with his life, his love, his heart, and his humanity. you feel the same, not even trusting your brother Elijah with all of that.

this takes place at the beginning of S1. Elijah has called you in to help with Klaus' "problem", aka the baby he would soon raise. oh and that he wants to take over New Orleans again-

anyways, enough background! lets get into this!

enjoy!

I sat in the back of the taxi and sighed, my brother Elijah not stopping to bother me. "Klaus this, Klaus that." Yeah, he got on my nerves too, but Elijah always had a strong connection to save Klaus from himself. No one could safe Klaus from himself. Not even me.

I wasn't told the real problem, but he said that it was urgent. My dearest sister Rebekah texted and told me she was also on her way. It felt like Eli only wanted a family reunion. Our family was never going to be the same again. Our father- I mean.. Eli's father had ripped us apart.

Not to go into too much detail, but he treated Klaus and I like shit. We were monsters. We were tortured. The only reason I got a bit more affection was because Mikael favored me since I was a girl. But I was the one who ended up killing him. His last words still gave me chills to this—

"Ma'am, we're here," the taxi driver said. I smiled and pulled out a few hundred, shrugging and deciding to add a few more bills.

"Here you are sir," I winked and hopped out of the taxi, grabbing my bag and waving at him ad he drove off, almost crashing as he stared at me. I rolled my eyes and got out a cigarette, lighting it. I then checked my phone, opening it, and calling my annoying-ass brother. When the phone rang and rang and finally went to voicemail, my British accent came out thickly.

"God damnit, Eli! Pick up your phone!" I muttered and took the last puff of my cigarette before throwing it on the ground. All of a sudden I heard a wooshing sound pass by me. I assumed it must've been my brother, but once I couldn't smell the werewolf on him, I knew it was a vampire. "You're messing with the wrong person, dear."

My bag was torn from my hands and I sighed, waiting for the next attack. "Coward," I said loudly and began walking again. Thats when I was shoved against a brick wall. It actually kinda hurt. I groaned and knew I couldn't let myself be exposed. I slowly looked up at who was towering above me by a few inches.

My eyes caught those of a formed vampire. His fangs were out and he was hissing at me. His eyes were a dark red, not the usual bright that I'd normally seen. The second he locked eyes with me, he backed down slightly. It was.. strange.

I watched his fangs retreat and the skin under his eyes went back to the normal fair tone without the black veins popping through. I could now see his hazel-green eyes, shimmering in the moonlight. The moon had just come up. I looked at his hands and noticed that he had no daylight ring on. Nightwalker.

Once he noticed he had let his guard down, he pushed me against the wall harder, putting his strong hand around my neck. "I'd rather you do this in the bedroom, darling." I flirted with him but it only made his rage worse.