✔️| My True Family (A Twilight / TVD /TO Crossover)(K.M Love Story) (COMPLETE)

Chapter 20 - Abduction💉

A/N: something coming up within the story that might be surprising, fair warning. Love you guys, Xx- S

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Isabella sat silently in Rousseaus bar, silently sipping her alcoholic beverage. Niklaus and Marcellus were currently engrossed in a deep discussion which she knew nothing about, from what she could gather it referred to recent events within the quarter. She sighed and slammed her glass down, leaving a gracious tip for the bartender known as Camille. Niklaus had taken to flirting with her and he was well aware that it agitated the young vampire.

"Going somewhere little love?" He questioned her as she stood from her bar stool and proceeded to walk away.

"Obviously" she answered bluntly, in honesty, her emotions for Klaus were building and the more he flirted with others and showed how blatantly unattractive she was, it flattened her already miniature ego and forced her to begin to crack.

"No need to be mean Sweetheart" he smirked and she kept a stony expression, waiting to see if he'd say anything more, when he did nothing but smirk she turned on her heel and exited the bar. Once outside she sighed and turned round a corner, beginning her trek back to the Mikaelson mansion.

Unfortunately, her life had other plans and when she turned she felt a hand slammed over her mouth. She was is extreme shock and could not utter a single word. Suddenly she felt something powerful enter her bloodstream via a needle to the neck, it was clearly stronger that vervain.

Before she could register anything more the world faded around her and her view to her surroundings were plunged into darkness. The next thing Isabella was consciously aware of was somebody breathing in her ear, it irritated her to no end and she flicked her eyes open to asses her surroundings.

She was within what appeared to be an old abandoned house, the furniture was outdated and looked as if the occupants left in a hurry due to the overturned furniture. She then became aware that she was sat on a seemingly sturdy chair, her wrists and ankles were shackles to a chair and she had robes twisted around her torso, they to were laced in a substance which she now recognized as Vervain mixed with witch hazel. She was being gagged by a cloth also laced in the substance, each breath she breathed felt like utter agony.

"Ah, you are awake" a voice chuckled, she turned her head as much as she possibly could to see a man beside her, he was the irritating heavy breather. His hair was a mop of dish water blond and looked exceedingly fake, his eyes just appeared to be black holes of darkness.

"Oh, isn't she just adorable" another voice commented and she looked up to see another man, possibly mid twenties and extremely muscly. Looking around she spotted three other men who were also just as toned, in that moment, fear overtook her, as she realised she was facing them alone.

"She is a real beauty" another chips in.

"Gorgeous"

"Dibs!" One cocky one called loudly and the others growled.

"No, we are holding her for the boss, he said have fun but keep her alive" the slimy blond demanded. This comment made her begin to try to escape the bounds, pain was coursing through her but she could do nothing as the witch hazel stopped her magical abilities and she was weakened by the vervain.

"Aw, look she's trying to get free lads" a man at the back barked a laugh.

"Let her talk" someone else stated and they pulled the cloth from her mouth.

"Who are you?" She questioned in a cracked voice.

"Your worst nightmare 'Doll" a man with a southern accent chuckled.