sweet malaeya | the vampire diaries

1. standby

SITTING ON TOP OF her own coffin that Klaus leaves on standby for her in case she ever acted out, Malaeya Mikaelson kicked her legs in and out as she waited for her older brother.

She arrived in her hometown a few days after Klaus broke his hybrid curse that was placed on him for a thousand years. He called the youngest original after waking up from his two day bender of being in his werewolf form and after dealing with their elder brother Elijah. Klaus informed her that Elijah tried to kill him by ripping out his heart in his most vulnerable form for scattering their family at sea. But Malaeya knew exactly what happened to Elijah seeing as Klaus called her himself.

Klaus manipulated Elijah into thinking he would reunite their family, bringing them back to the living. On the contrary, when Klaus stated, I will reunite our family, Elijah. You have my word... it actually meant he would reunite Elijah with their family by putting him in the same predicament as them.

A silver dagger in the heart.

Malaeya sighed loudly as she stared at the coffins that are filled with her siblings. "I wish I could save you guys. You have no idea how much I want to."

"Pity you can't."

A new voice came into her hearing causing Malaeya to snap her head at the intruder. Squinting her eyes at the forest green ones she used her vampire speed to rush over to him inhumanly, catching him off guard.

She wrapped her hand around his neck with a firm grip and pushed his back up against the shelf. "Who are you?" She snarled at him, loosening her grip around his neck so he could speak.

"Stefan."

"Last name?"

"Salvatore." He choked out, his hands wrap around Malaeya's small ones as he tried his hardest to pry them off his neck but she doesn't budge. Instead she tightened her hold on him and he choked even more which made her smirk.

Malaeya made a thinking face for a minute and then clicked her tongue in recognition, deciding to drop Stefan to the floor. "Salvatore... that name sounds really familiar," the Original stepped away from the vampire to get a better look at him. "Oh!" Malaeya pointed a finger at him, her eyes lighting up in recognition. "You're the Ripper of Monterrey, right?"

Stefan stood up to his feet as he massaged his neck. "I haven't been like that in a long time."

"Oh?" Malaeya cocked her head to the side, her eyes holding amusement and curiosity. "Are you on a diet?"

Stefan shrugged at her response, his mind thinking of a memory about his older brother saying something similar once before. "You could say that. I prefer to feed from animals."

     Malaeya scrunched her face in disgust. "Mmm not my cuppa tea. I tried to live like that but it just wasn't my thing."

     "Did you even try?" Stefan asked with a frown, hearing the hidden meaning in her tone.

     She smirked devilishly at him, a hint of mischief in her brown eyes. "Truth be told I did. I couldn't stand the taste. I killed a whole town to wash it out."

     "You did what?" Stefan chuckled in surprise at the small, petite girl.

     She narrowed her eyes at him. "Why are you so shocked?"