Luna.
Kol and I sat downstairs, awaiting Klaus' arrival to tell him that I was 'alive' again as the rest of Kol's siblings already knew. "Why do you think someone tried to take out all the werewolves?" I asked as I glanced up to Kol after a few seconds of silence.
"I.." He paused, letting out a sigh as he moved his arm from behind me so he could rest his head on his palm. "I don't know. Tyler and I thought for a while before you woke up.. I couldn't think why anyone would want to just kill you all off.. I mean some werewolves could be a pain in the ass sometimes but there's no reason to kill all of them." He shrugged.
I just nodded at his words and lowered my head again, resting it on his shoulder. We were currently sat on the sofa with my legs pulled up to my chest and Kol's legs spread up on the table as he held onto my side.
I thought back to the two people that had entered the room in my .. dreamland? werewolf prison? I don't know what the hell that place was... but it was designed for werewolves...
I had sort of gotten a hand on the whole heightened senses thing now and I could smell other werewolves. Everyone in the room was a werewolf aside from the blonde woman and the brown-haired guy that had entered.
Were they the people that put us there? if so why the hell did she stab me and.. wake me up from my trance? Why would they go through all the trouble of getting all the werewolves there just to wake us up again.
I bit onto my bottom lip in though as I leaned my forehead against Kol's chest, feeling his fingers pull softly through my hair. The room was filled with soft breathing and occasional coughing, but the rest was silent.
I was just about to fall asleep on Kol when the door slammed open. I shot my head up in panic at the loud noise and whipped my head in the direction of the noise, seeing the same two people there that were in the .. werewolf prison world?
"Hey pretty princess." The guy spoke with a smirk as he glanced at me I heard Kol growl loudly as he shot up from his sitting position and stood in front of me. "Oh relax, macho man." The guy snorted at Kol's defenses. "We simply came to check on our little experiment!" He called.
I was about to ask what the hell he meant when the girl showed off a long metal stick, similar to the one before only this one had a sort of whistle on the end. She moved the whistle to her lips and blew into to metal pole.
I glanced at Kol, seeing him standing still and looking confused at their words and actions when suddenly a loud screeching noise interrupted the stand off. I let out a gasp in pain as I raised my hands to my ears, covering them as I shut my eyes tightly. There was a second of silence before the noise happened again, louder and more intense this time - it sounded like one hundred banshees all screaming at once.
I felt my eyes watering up as I clawed slightly as my head, trying to stop the pain. I felt my claws push out from under my skin and stopped my scratching knowing I would only hurt myself. I felt something running down my cheeks and closed my eyes tighter. This was seriously making me cry?
The noise slowly stopped and I let out a gasp at the relief, panting slightly as the pain subsided. I looked up at Kol to see he was staring at me wildly. Did he not hear that?!
As I moved my hands back down, away from my ears, I noticed red covering them. I gulped nervously and wiped my hands before running them across my ears and looking at my fingers again, seeing my blood smeared across them.
"How pretty." The girl spoke and I looked up at her, seeing she had pulled out a small mirror. I looked at myself through the mirror and gasped again. My whole face had steady lines of blood rolling down. I thought that I had been crying but I was actually bleeding - from my eyes!
"What the hell?!" Kol snarled as he took a step closer towards the two people. I heard the tone of his voice and I knew it wasn't going to end well. "I'm going to ki-"
"Uh, uh uhhh." The guy spoke, shaking his index finger in a 'no' formation. "You behave or we will hurt her. Now that was bad, wasn't it?" He asked softly as he looked at me and I narrowed my eyes at him, nodding after a second. "That was the beginning, princess. Imagine how painful it will be when we learn all about your weaknesses? Huh?" He smirked as my face fell.
"Well!" The girl spoke with a happy tone as she clapped her hands together." You two have a nice day, now!" The girl spoke with a fake smile and fake enthusiasm and I noticed Kol's hand was bleeding as he curled it up in a fist, his fingernails were probably digging into his skin.
The two began to exit the room, both walking like they hadn't a care in the world.
"Wait!" I called, surprising myself as I shot up from the couch. They both turned to me, the girl smiling wickedly and the guy just showing off his stupid crooked smirk. "Why me?" I asked with a soft voice and noticed that both of their happy go lucky attitudes instantly changed at my words.
The girl's sickly sweet smile dropped from her face, her once crinkled eyes now staring at me, a dead look in them. The guy's smirk was now gone and he stared at me with a straight mouth and narrowed eyes.
I felt my heart race at their intense stares, afraid they might do whatever the hell they just did to me again. Kol took a step closer to me, enclosing my hand in his own as he sensed my nervousness. "For Sierra."
My jaw dropped at the two words the guy had spoken before the two left, their attitude a lot less upbeat than it was before. I heard the door slam shut again and my eyes watered yet again.. they were doing this because I had killed Sierra. Was she their friend?
At my own thoughts I suddenly remembered that she had some sort of history with Kol. I narrowed my eyes as I stared blankly at the door, trying to figure out why she wanted to kill Kol. The question burned in my mind as Kol turned me to face him and gave me a confused look at my facial expression.
"Who is Sierra?"
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Rude || Kol Mikaelson
Fanfiction''Oh come on, Darling!" I heard his voice from behind me. ''Don't be so rude!" In which the original 'lunatic' vampire takes a liking to the 17-year-old werewolf. - season 3 of the vampire diaries