Dependent - The Originals

1.8

8,880 miles away from New Orleans. Under the Sydney, Australia, afternoon sun she laid. Outside on the patio of her villa, she laid on one of lounges enjoying the view of the beach and the sunshine on her flawless skin, which glistened. Her eyes shut, covered by her black sunglasses. Her long blonde hair falls down in waves over her chest down to her lower back. Her long legs exposed as she laid in her dangerously red bikini. She felt the sun disappear from her body, so she slowly opened her eyes as she was greeted by her housemate and old friend, Federico. His tanned, supernatural, muscular body covered up the sun causing a great shadow to fall upon Amelia's body. "You're blocking out my sun, if you haven't realised." He sarcastically smirked at her comment as he placed his arms on either arm rests trapping, well "trapping", her body in its place. His face got quite close to hers as they stared into each other's soulless evil eyes, his eyes wondered down her body.

"Looking stunning as always." He returned his gaze to hers.

"You sound surprised?" She tilted her head slightly questioning him. Lightly pushing him back, which resulted in him bashing his body against the fence surrounding the patio. "Why are you interrupting my time?"

"I have information."

"About?"

"New Orleans."

"No, thank you." She chucked on her black cover up and walked inside the villa

"Come on. Aren't you curious?" Fede pressured her.

"Not one bit." She walked over to bar and poured a glass. She grabbed the glass and pointed a finger at him. "I'm done with that stupid abomination crap and the Mikealsons, I'm done with them all."

"So, if I told you a certain blonde Mikealson wanted to meet up with you, you'd reject that invitation." Her body straightened as she finished her glass of whiskey. "Which certain blonde is that?"

"Why me, of course." I'm walked Rebekah Mikealson.

"Ahh, little Barbie. How'd you find me?"

"I'll leave you be." Federico suggested but Amelia stuck her arm out blocking his way.

"You stay." She dropped her arm and pointed to Rebekah. "You leave."

She turned around about to return to the patio, but Rebekah grabbed her attention.

"He let me go." Amelia stopped. "Klaus let me go."

Amelia turned around and faced her. "Congratulations. You got what you always wanted. Now leave me alone."

"It's been a month; it took me a month to find you." Rebekah explained.

"I'm honoured I was your priority." She walked forward spreading her arms slightly. "What do you want?"

"My friend?" Rebekah looked shocked and quite saddened by Amelia's behaviour.

"I'm not your friend Rebekah." Rebekah shocked at the statement left the villa.

"Why did you just do that?" Federico asked

"I only said what she didn't want to hear." She walked back to the patio as sat in the same place. Federico next to her.

"You know? I never understood why you did all this?" He asked.

"Did what?"

" The whole act of being a trybrid. This mystical creature. When really you're a creation of the devil." Feed explained.

She glared at him, he smirked. "Satan's little helper. Remember when he used to call you his little sparkle?"

She shot up from her seat and grabbed him by the throat. "Don't speak of that again!"

"You were his favourite. Always. The reason was quite obvious, you was his first child. His little girl. He gave you all this power." He pushed her more.

"Stop!"

"You were Satan's little devil." She threw him across the patio. Stormed towards him, her eyes turning black.

"You dare speak of it again and I will finish you Federico."

"I just don't get why you pretended to be that when really you are even more powerful. You make them all fear you more than they already do." Federico got back up as she calmed down slightly. "The whole chase with Klaus, you enjoyed that. You wasn't scared." He got closer to her "You got the knife back. You have everything you need, so why not cause a little havoc?"

You could see by the way her eyes shined, by the smirk on her face, by her confident body posture. That she was convinced, that she was ready.

She nodded. "Let's go on a trip."

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Pleeeeeaaaassseeee don't hate me!

This is a start of what's to come during the next chapters and a little plot twist to get your curious little minds going.

So, Amelia is on her way back to New Orleans to really cause trouble.

Are you excited? Hope you'll enjoy the rest of what's to come

Signing out - Vicky x