You Shall Be Mine. (Klaus Mikaelson)

Chapter 2

I arrive at my hotel in New Orleans, it is more like a hostel with creaky floorboards and a squeaky single bed in a room the size of a large cupboard but I am not going to be in this room much as I am hoping to be exploring the city, plus it was the cheapest hotel.

I get straight in to bed as I am absolutely shattered from the flight, but when I close my eyes I can't help but notice all the different eerily sounds, the wind making the branches off tree's tap my window and people chanting in a different language outside, then there's the hotel itself which is constantly creaking. After 20 minutes of trying to sleep I give up and climb out of bed and look for the chanting people.

Across the road I see a group of people in what looks like a grave yard, I can only just make out the group of people but there stood in a circle holding hands and chanting the same thing over and over again. It is 5am why are they stood in a graveyard at this time.

I then see five people walking into the graveyard to join the chanting group but once they reach the group the chanting turns in to shouting, all of a sudden the second group are attacking the chanters, I can hear there screams as they are beaten to the ground by these five insanely strong people, they were literally throwing them to the other side of the graveyard which seems impossible for a human being to do.

The force and strength of the attackers is something no one could survive; I want to stop watching what is happening but I can't I need to know the people are ok. I am getting voices in my head saying "Do something Tilly." But I just stand there watching at the horrific event that has just unfolded in front of me. I noticed a dark figure next to a tree at the front of the graveyard also watching what was happening, they too were doing nothing to help the victims.

I move away from the window just for a second to gather my thoughts, I need to ring the police or go downstairs to reception. I move back to the window and see a fire in the graveyard, and what I see will be engraved in my mind for the rest of my life. The dark figure is walking away from the front of the graveyard and The attackers were now throwing the bodies of the group of chanting people in to the fire.

I scream at the sight and as I screamed the window I was standing behind smashes in to thousands of pieces, my hands were balled into fists as I stare at the pieces of glass in shock. What has just happened?

I look back up and out the now non-existent window and see the dark figure walking down the street towards my hotel, from the street lights I could see the figure was a man, dressed all in black, he was walking with his head down so I could not see his face. As he got to the hotel he started walking slowly till he got to beneath my window, where he then stopped walking altogether.

He had his hands in his coat pockets and his head was still down, it was almost as though he knew he was being watched. I quickly move away from the window and let out a huge sigh of exhaustion, I do not know what the hell just happened, why are there no police yet or fire engines someone else must have witnessed what had happened apart from the man.

I walk back over to the window to close the curtains, not like it would make much of a difference as there was no longer any glass in it, as I grab the curtain I see the man is still stood underneath my window, still with his head down, but just as I close the curtain a tiny bit he slowly raises his head and gives me a creepy smile.

The same creepy smile I have seen before, why is he underneath my window?

Has he been following me since the plane and why is he smiling when he has just witnessed a group of people being murdered.

"I told you, I would see you again." The creepy man from the plane says before raising his eyebrow and giving me a slight nod of the head before walking across the road and in to the darkness.