"My love, you are mistaken," she said, slowly walking towards Klaus, a sinister smile visible on her lips, "I promise, I won't paint this town red."
"I'm going to paint it black."
Klaus may be the Original Hybrid, but his wife? Well, see what happe...
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"But you said it had to do with mother."
Klaus could not comprehend that for one, the leader of the Heathen Army was sitting in front of him, two, he was older then him, three, well there's no three, he just finds it weird when people only say two things. Better three.
"Your mother is missing, so is our friend, Lilian," Imani says, taking a sip of red wine, "as well as my family."
"The same that have been dead for centuries?"
"Just like the wretched woman I call Mother in law," Imani quickly snaps, "but yes. And I need them back."
"They're dead, why do you want them back?"
"I have magic for a reason, and it's not because my vampire is weak," Imani sighs, "we need your," she stops, taking the bottle and downing it in one go, "hell, hella, olp-"
"We need your help," Bjorn said, biting his lip to refrain from laughing. She was so petty.
"And how does this affect us?" Elijah asks.
"How can we trust you when I've daggered you," Klaus points to Imani, "and hardly know them," he points to Bjorn and Ivar.
"Because while we talk of this, the Salvatore's have found a way to kill you," Bjorn says.
"Side with us, we can ensure that none of you die," Ivar promises.
"And how do you ensure that?" Elijah was amused. Sure, when they were kids their father had told them stories of the greatest Viking to ever live, but he's an original. How can he help his family?
"Do you trust me, Elijah?" Imani asked, getting frustrated. Her eyes start to get consumed with black, a black mist coming from her eyes and ears like an angry bull.
"Had it been a few months ago, Imani, yes I would trust you, however given the stories I've been told, it's seems that I've missed quite a lot," Elijah says, his eyes dancing between her and his brother in amusement. His brother may love another, but the way he looks at his wife like she hung the stars and the moon, he still loves her. "And how do you suppose we'll both get what we want?" Elijah asked.