Rosalie *SLOW UPDATES*

Chapter 16

I was drawn by a magical force, something so incredibly powerful, it was indescribable. It lured me to the French Quarter, I was in an inclosed cemetery room, open to the outside.

I looked up, I felt a tap on my forehead. My head was falling slowly, I slept for what seem like forever.

••••••••••

I woke up with a ring of salt around me, it was mixed with witch blood. So, when I tried to run to get out, I felt a wall of power blocking me from exiting.

I had a green blanket on top of me, covering my body.

What the hell?

I thought to myself. This was insane, someone wanted something from me. I didn't know who it was. I heard footsteps coming from the left of me.

As I turned my head, the yellow amber started appearing out of my eyes.

"Skylar." A random witch whom I had never met with the biggest pain in my ass since Laura and I bonded.

Marcel.

"What the hell am I doing here? Let me go!" I banged on the invisible barrier, trying to get free.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that. But I do need you to do something." He stood there with his arms crossed.

"You kidnapped me! Why would I do anything for you?!" I held the green sheet up, while trying to keep my anger in control.

"Because if you want to save Kol, you better hurry."

"What do you mean?"

"We can kill him with the white oak."

"You wouldn't."

"I've hated that bastard for as long as I can remember. I would."

I took a deep breath and nodded. I wanted him dead so badly. He threw clothes in front of me, past the line.

"Get ready, I have a task for you."

"I'm not your puppet, Marcel."

"You are as long as that candle burns. If it goes out, you're back to being a wolf. You should be thanking me." He smirked.

"What if a strong wind comes?" I rolled my eyes.

"My magic will protect it." The unknown witch stated.

I grabbed the clothes in front of me and started getting ready. I didn't want to be his puppet. I didn't like the feeling of being vulnerable.

There was a strapless red dress, diamond backed heels, a light jewelry, and makeup. Thanks, Marcel.

I put all of it on, Marcel came back in. He smiled at me when I finished.

"Why am I wearing this?" I rolled my eyes once again.

"There is a vampire here who happens to have a werewolf friend in the Bayou. She wants to know if he's okay. You may know him. Jackson Kenner? Anyways, I want her to join us, so I need he on board. "

"Yeah, I've heard of him. He hangs around some of the people I know."

"Good. Make sure you tell her that."

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After we had that conversation, he and the witch drove me to the huge house. The Mikaelsons. I can't believe it! I'm going to see Kol. Since the last time we saw eachother, it's been three weeks.

I walked into the house, linked arm with Marcel. I dreaded this. He walked me to the direction of her.

I walked up to her, casually. She was at the bar, I walked beside her and asked the bartender for a Gin and Tonic. I turned beside me, introducing myself while I was waiting for my drink.

"Hey, I'm Skylar." I gently smiled at her.

I turned around getting my drink. She turned me around, shocked.

"You're a crescent?"

That's why Marcel picked this dress, shows my birthmark on my left shoulder. That clever bastard.

"Yeah." I took a sip of my drink.

"Do you know a wolf named Jackson Kenner? Is he alive?" She looked genuinely worried about this guy.

"Yeah, he hangs around some of the buddies I know. He's good." She put her hand to her heart and sighed. A relived sigh.

"Why? Y'all close?"

"Yeah, he's my brother."

I lifted my eyebrows and nodded at her response.

I walked away, wasted from the drinks I had in the last thirty minutes. I saw across from the room, Kol, Klaus, Rebekah, and Elijah.

All of their eyes focused on me at once. I walked towards them. I tripped over a chair and fell because of my heel. I apologized to the chair.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Rebekah walks up to me.

"Luv, are you drunk?"

"I'm way past drunk. I how about...blacked out?" I nodded as she carried me to the rest of the family.

"Is she okay?" Kol put his hand to my arm.

"Wasted." He chuckled harshly at her word.

"Hey, it's not my fault. I had-had to close a deal for M-Marcel." I closed and opened my eyes weakly.

"What do you mean?" Elijah sat his water down.

"Well, what happened was... He had a vampire he wanted to get on his team. She has to be very important, he wanted me to convince her one of the wolves-" I was cut off by the witch Marcel had brought with him.

"Time to go. Now." At that point, I was snapped back to sober.

"I'm talking."

"Skylar, you were just a wolf three weeks ago, how are you here?" Kol ignored her.

"Candle."

I was yelled at and snapped at by the witch.

"GO." She held her hand up, making my yellow eyes glow and follow her.

"I'll go." I walked back with her. I looked back at what was left of my humanity and I saw Kol confused and curious.

"You have to know something." The witch told me as she brought me back to the cemetery place.

"And what is that?" I asked her as I was annoyed at the statement.

"I don't particularly like werewolves. Too much responsibility."

"You bi-" I was about to finish calling her a bitch when she waved her hand and made me fall into a sleep.

                            You dumbass.