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δεκαπέντε// Fifteen

Disclaimer: Teen Wolf, The Originals and The Vampire Diaries are not mine. In some parts if the dialogue looks the same with the show, well it is. I only own the character of Lorelli. And well some parts of her past. Yeah try to enjoy this. With Love Darelly.  

Þ δεκαπέντε (Fifteen)

"A year ago, I didn't knew the supernatural world existed now I am surrounded by it, nothing less I am a warlock, my best friend is a werewolf but most importantly which I think it's awesome I am protected by the Original Hybrid, Lorelli Mikaelson, at the moment I live with her and her family, Klaus, Rebekah and Elijah; there was a war in the city of New Orleans between the Mikaelson's and Marcel who used to be Klaus' prodigy. Klaus and Lorelli won but I can't help but think this is not going to end well for anybody." – Stiles Stilinski.

----New Orleans, Meeting Room, 1919----

Two men entered the room and joined Elijah and a police officer at a table "Gentlemen, make yourselves at home" Elijah greeted "Mayor O'Connell appears to be running late, but there's much to discuss, so I shall begin."

Klaus and Anabella walked down the stairs to join them "One moment, please, brother. You know how much we enjoy these illicit, little gatherings" Klaus told with a smirk.

Elijah turned to the men "Do not be troubled. Despite my brother and sister's reputation, I can assure you, we've invited you here to broker in peace. You have my word."

"And, lucky for you, my brother always keeps his word" Anabella told them with a smirk "You two are from the Guerrera crime family, a brutish pack of thieves and killers" she pointed at then, then shrugged "And that's nothing compared to what you become on a full moon, is it?" she asked playfully.

Elijah nodded almost annoyed at the actions of his sister "Yes, yes, yes. Of course, a bite from your kind is not lethal to an Original" gesturing with his hand, he proceeded "Conflict between us would not end well for you at all. Let's state our proposal here" he cleared his throat "My brother, sister and I control the ports of the city, but with Prohibition soon to be the law of the land, there'll be a certain uptick in the kind of federal presence we prefer to avoid" he rested his hands on top of the table "Therefore, I'd like to suggest a system whereby, under our supervision, of course, the Guerrera family can traffic alcohol into the city of New Orleans for a profit. We would still be in charge, but our rule would remain a secret."

Before he could continue, a dark skinned man walked into the room with two men following behind him "This all sounds very good, but tell me, how it will benefit the witches?"

The older Original looked at him confused "I am sorry. This is a private meeting."

The man nodded "Yes, for kings and queen of the city, but I, too, am a king and I have rules."

Klaus pursed his lips amused "I'm impressed. You're either quite ambitious or quite mad" he walked towards at him "What's your name, mate?"

"I am Alphonse Bellatunde Delgado" he introduced himself "Papa Tunde to my followers, and I come to ask that the witches be granted fair tribute for allowing your existence in our city."

Elijah narrowed his eyes "Are you suggesting that you speak for the French quarter witches?"

Papa Tunder replied "I do now, and I expect our future negotiations to go very smoothly. As a guarantee, I brought a gift. I await our next gathering."

A small leather case was placed on the table. Papa Tunde and his sons left. Everyone else gathered around as Klaus lifted the lid on the trunk to reveal a head inside with a symbol carved into his forehead,