𝟏. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫

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you're playing my game now

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you're playing my game now.

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She was gone.

She sped off and was on her way to find something to eat, well now someone. She'd just go and snatch someone who seemingly bothered her and that's exactly what she wanted and did.

She'd catch idiotic Rafe later.

It was the thrill of the hunt that made her think that, or her now animalistic instincts? How about both!

But she couldn't care less soo-!

Having him running down the whole globe to hide and avoid her was probably evil enough but she didn't care!

Her alter ego had gotten what she wanted and she felt free. Lia did, she felt nothing, there was just numbness that pressed every emotion she owned down to make her feel better.

She had just realise, that she could take her revenge on the Mikaelson, it was past due with it anyway and just because klaus was nice to her didn't mean that she wouldn't hurt him, physically and emotionally perhaps?

Sounds like a plan!

She couldn't wait to use her new powers, after she had felt the pure euphoria of drinking blood she felt her magic grow.

It was in her veins waiting to be used and let out. It grawled against her skin making her feel a strong shiver which didn't frighten her at all.

She felt pure power and there was a slight bit of joy in her eyes which vanished as soon as she realised it.

The Sinclair was pretty much aware that the hybrid and the vampire would find her, but what could they do? Say some empty words she would simply laugh at.

Lia wasn't dumb, she knew that the originals and Marcel would try to get her back but at what cost?

If they tried anything, she'd find white oak and kill them, they deserved it.

After a few more minutes of walking she found a couple making out in an alley which made her mood lighten up.

She heard their hearts pounding against their chests and the way the blood rushed through their body's.

Every breath they took was closer to their last and Lia was wanting nothing more than to take it, kill them.

That's what she wanted and needed to do to prove a point to marcel and klaus. They underestimated her long enough and she was getting angrier by the second.

She sped at them and pushed the guy off of the red headed woman. He looked shocked and scared as she barred her fangs and her tribrid face.

Her pupils were a orangish yellowish color and the veins under them were blueish or purplish. The man tried to get out of her iron grip but he couldn't.

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