Revenge Turned Blue (Hosie)

8-The Revengenda

Josie's eyes flutter open slowly as she lays across her couch in the living room. She blinks her eyes a few times and stretches as she vaguely registers the sound of helicopter rotors growing closer and closer.

Confusion clouds her features as she slowly sits up with her senses on high alert. There's suddenly lights shining through all of her windows. The brightness makes her squint, and her heart rate immediately quickens with unease.

Before she can fully comprehend what is happening, the door bursts open, and a team of FBI agents storm into the house, fully armed, and their voices are sharp. "Freeze! Don't move!"

"FBI!"

Josie's eyes widen and she scrambles to her feet, the urgency in the agents' voices sends a chill down her spine, and she can feel her pulse pounding as they close in on her, bringing her to her knees as they try cuffing her, keeping her held at gunpoint, "Let me go!"

"Stop resisting!" One of them yells at her.

Josie's breaths come in short, unsteady gasps as she tries to make sense of what is going on around her. Some agents are panning out around her house, some going upstairs. She struggles against the grip of the agents, and her mind races with so many thoughts and questions.

Her gaze darts around the room, in sheer disbelief. This can be happening. Not here. Not now.

And then, as if it couldn't get any worse, a chilling voice cuts through all of the chaos. "Josie Parker."

Josie's blood runs cold as she turns to see Klaus Mikaelson standing in the doorway, his gaze locked on her, a smirk on his lips that can only be described as a mockery, "How long did you really think you could fool me?"

Josie struggles once more against the grip of the agents, until Klaus crouches down just in front of her, tilting his head and looking at her as if he regards her at the same significance as the dirt you would walk on. His voice is low as he continues to taunt her, "You must be as stupid as your father."

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Josie jolts awake with a gasp, her heart racing and her body beginning to break a sweat. She looks around, safe and sound on her couch, with the sunlight beginning to shine in through the windows.

For a moment, she just sits there, rubbing her eyes gently, trying to catch her breath.

Once her heart rate seems to get back to normal, she lets out a long sigh, looking over at the other couch to see MG still fast asleep, sprawled out and with some drool coming out of his mouth.

They must have both fallen asleep last night, when MG came over to hack into Klaus's bank account to track the transaction of the million dollar painting he had delivered to Mikaelson Manor yesterday.

They found out that it was bought in New Orleans not too long ago, where Hope's branch of Mikaelson Industries is located. But clearly, he never visited Hope while he was there. She never even knew he was there. Josie has a feeling she may know why he is being so secretive about this so called business trip...

Josie lets out a sigh as MG snores lightly. She doesn't want to get close to him, but he is so insistent on helping her avenge her family. He saw first-hand what these people did to her father, and Josie thinks that alone bonds them somehow.

But, friendship and trust are not luxuries she can afford, not with the path of revenge that she has chosen.

When MG lets out a much louder snore, breaking Josie out of her thoughts, she huffs in annoyance, finally standing to her feet and going over to him.

"MG," she nudges him lightly, trying to wake him. But he only stirs for a split second before starting to snore again.

Josie deadpans before rolling her eyes. Annoyed, she brings her leg up and kicks him with enough force to startle him awake, sending him rolling off the couch and landing just in front of Josie.