ONE; Return of an Old Friend.
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Brielle stepped out of the car, her heeled boots clicking against the pavement as she approached a bar she didn't know the name of. Flirtatiously sending a wink to one of the many staring, before pulling open the door.
The bar was nearly empty at this time, only few lone men sat at the bar; one aimlessly flirting with the bartender who looked like she'd rather be anywhere else at the moment. Brielle stepped closer to where the bartender was and she seemed to sigh in relief causing a chuckle to emit from the back of her throat, "rough day, I take it?"
The blonde cracks a smile, "gets old. All the pointless flirting, he should just tattoo desperate on his forehead." Brielle smiled at the bartender's humor and heard the guy scoff, grumbling as he stumbled out of the bar. "I don't think I've seen you around - I'm Cami" She introduced and the girl nodded, muttering 'Bri' before ordering a bourbon.
***
Bonding time was fun and all, but it all came to an end when Lucien Castle sauntered into Rousseau's; the bar Brielle Kane had entered not long ago. "Camille, what a surprise." The man smiled sarcastically, obviously finding comfort in the way she squirmed beneath his gaze. "Ah, and who's this?" He asked, tearing his eyes away from the blonde bartender to lock eyes with the brunette beauty. His eyes widened in the slightest as if he'd seen her some where, known her from somewhere, but he quickly shook that idea off.
The brunette scoffed at the interaction between them, "and who are you?" She asked, ignoring his question. Mainly because it wasn't directed towards her anyway.
Lucien laughed, causing both females to cringe at hearing it, "my bad. I'm sorry doll, how rude of me? I'm Lucien Castle." His lips turned up in a grin, revealing his perfect dimples as the look of realization spread across her face. Grabbing her hand quickly enough to where she couldn't pull it away he asked; "now may I have a name to put to this beautiful face?"
As if snapping out of a trance, feeling his soft lips brush the top of her hand. What a gentleman, she scoffed internally before pulling her hand out of his grip. Rolling her eyes as he mumbled, 'feisty'.
"Brielle, Brielle Kane."
***
Soon after the Kane girl left, Lucien left as well. Not sticking around long to torment Camille, the bartender slash vampire.
Inside his penthouse, he smirked to himself. Pulling out his phone, he clicked a number and pressed it up to his ear. Humming as the ringing sound continued to play in his ear.
The humming ceased as the british voice came through the speakers, "Lucien. What is it?"
"Just got some news I thought you'd like to hear, maybe we should meet up and talk?"
***
Groaning, quite loudly, Brielle cursed as she realized what she was meant to do. Grabbing a random pedestrian by the collar she pulled him into a dark alley.
'How cliché. Vampire, human, dark alley. Boy, it's just like the movies.'
"Slow down baby, at least tell me your name first." The guy mocked, causing her to growl lowly. She had no tolerance for those who annoyed her.
'Maybe that's why no person stayed alive long enough to tell the wonderful tale of meeting the Brielle Kane.'
"Stand still, and shut up." She compelled as he nodded and dropped his hold from her waist. "Now tell me, you know the whereabouts of the infamous Klaus Mikaelson, yes?" She compelled once again and the man nodded. "Good, tell me."
***
A sigh left the hybrid's mouth as he looked down at the two vampires who's hearts were now across the room.
"I'm a bit busy here, Lucien. Just tell me what you called for." A bitter smile on his face that he forgot no one could see.
"Straight to the point then? Alright, well it's not a what but a who. I believe your past has come back to haunt you Nik." Feigned fear laced the vampire's words and Klaus came to wonder why Lucien would care about him anymore; seeing as his life was no longer in danger.
"Well on with it, I do have things to do."
"Don't get your panties in a twist, Nik. I'm just calling to tell you, Brielle Kane is back."
***
She wiped the last bit of blood off with the sleeve of her jacket before entering the compound where she was told Klaus was staying.
She wouldn't kill him right away, no, that would be too easy. Maybe a couple decades of torture? Of course, it wouldn't be easy with the whole Original family knowing he's gone.
"Hello?" A female voice called out, but it wasn't a familiar one. It couldn't be Rebekah, she'd know her voice anywhere.
'Have the Mikaelsons been collecting? Makes it easier to feed, I suppose.'
Speeding to the source of the voice, Brielle stopped in her tracks. Her shock evident on her face as she notices a woman she hadn't seen before infront of her. "Behind you, darling." She recovered quickly, a smirk guarding her. "Before you ask, I'm Bri. An old friend of Nik's."
EW
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CRINGE
IM CRINGING
This, this is terrible.
I feel like all my beginnings are the same.
Anyway, SHE MET FREYA!
sorry if it sucks
~ riley's alex ✨
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