KLAYLEY SHORT STORIES.

RAMPAGE KILLING

@atlantafalc Idea.

@hanadandelion_Idea.

These ideas were combined in this story.

CHAPTER ONE.

Hayley stood out on her balcony in the dead of the night the city streets quiet now that the earlier revelry and partying had finished for the night. Silent tears streaming down her face missing her beautiful daughter having been sent to Rebekah for Hope's own safety while her Klaus and Elijah would seek out Mikealson enemies and make the city safe for Hope to come home again. Logically this made sense to her but her heart ached at the loss of her baby girl and these new vampire heightened emotions didn't help and this was only the second night since Hope had gone and the pain Hayley felt was overwhelming her. What would she feel like in a months time? she feels like the deprivation of her daughter might kill her. She caught the sight of the father of her child mid air leaping from a balcony further along the verandas of the compound and without thinking leapt herself to follow him. She stalked him silently for a few blocks until he whooshed in front of her his body so close she could feel his body heat and smell the bourbon from his breath fanning her face his blue eyes studied her face. Pale she had not drunk enough blood, the dried salt of her tears on her cheeks the sadness in those beautiful large hazel eyes her wide full lips in a straight line like if she relaxed them she would open her mouth and scream.

"I am busy, I have an appointment to get to sweetheart, go home," He told her gruffly no strength behind his words.

"Let me come, I won't sleep anyway," She confessed and he studied her again making a decision he took her hand holding it firmly and she reflectively gripped his larger warm hand back.

"Keep up little wolf," He murmured and whooshed away taking her with him and she ran so fast beside him it felt like they were flying through the air together. She had never moved this fast and it thrilled her for the first time, moving past the city and through the forests and marshlands outside the city of new Orleans  they keep going through smaller towns of Louisiana until the stopped at the small town of Belle Chasse and Klaus slowed still holding her hand. They walked silently through the sleeping town until he came to a wooden house with a beautiful flowering garden full of of plants that no earth or bare patches were visible just jammed packed with plants, the scent intoxicating and sweet as they walked the path to the doorway. The door opened and an older woman long purple hair looked at them both and stood back allowing them to enter Klaus let go of Hayley's hand and ushered her in first. Hayley stepped through and followed the long purple haired witch. The woman walked to the back of the house to a large glass ceilinged witch sanctuary and in the middle on a pedestal was a large shallow dish that took up a large amount of space in the sanctuary wide and round like a pond only it was made of patina brass and held water that was heavily salted Hayley could smell the salt like it was ocean water from the red sea.