I was outside looking out at the lake drinking white wine. "I don't think 13 year olds should be drinkin-"
"Damon if your father was Niklaus Mikaelson you would understand." I said. "Plus it gets rid of the hunger."
"Wo, klaus is your dad?" He asked.
"Did I stutter?" I asked.
"No bu-"
"Just leave me be." I said.
"Fine. Oh and." He tossed me a half full whisky bottle. "Sorry that klaus is your dad." He left. I sighed. I heard foot prints come from behind me. I turned around and saw Stefan.
"Hey." I said, "Want some?" I handed him the bottle and he drank some.
"You shouldn't be drinking." He said.
"Stefan my hunger is like so bad that I want to drink Everyones blood and no matter who I kill to get it." I said. "So sorry if I'm drinking." He held a knife to my throat.
"Stefan what are y-"
"Stay quiet of I will rip your hear-"
"How dare you threaten me. Have you forgotten I'm a tribrid and one bite can kill you in the matter of days." I said, "But your in luck because I am kind of in a good mood. Threaten me or my father and there will be consequences. Let's see who should die next? You? Bonnie? Caroline? Damon? Elena? Or maybe I will kill all."
"I swear you touch Elena-"
"Stefan, your threatening me again." I said, I got up. "Let's start easy. Caroline?" I vamped to the sheriffs house.
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Niklaus Mikaelson's Daughter (Part Two) (The return)
Fanfiction(If you haven't read the first book then you won't get this book much.) being trapped in a box is the most horrible experience people can have. You start hallucinating. (I gave up on doing construction... So if you see shit that shouldn't be there...
