Victoria the truly immortal Vampire

Meeting a Mikaelson

Last Time on "Victoria the truly immortal Vampire":

I am Victoria. Victoria Ainsworth. I am a Vampire and 685 years old, but I am stuck at 16. One day a man came to our home, killed my Mother and Brother and turned me into a Vampire. Then I killed my Father. I soon realised I couldn't be killed, I tried to find out why but never found an answer. After over 600 years of just living my immortal Life I went to New Orleans to start a new one.

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Just then I felt another presence next to me. I looked beside me and saw none other than Klaus Mikealson sitting there. 

"Hello Love, aren't you a bit too young to drink Alcohol and  to be outside at this hour?", he said.

I was rather amused by his Question considering I was 685 years old. 

"How would you know I am too young for alcohol?", I said smiling.

I just wanted to take another sip when he stole my glass before I could and placed it beside him.

"Hey!", I said complaining.

"You certainly don't look over 21, love. So I'm curious what are you doing here so late at night drinking?", he said

"I'm sorry but this is none of your concern.", I answered.

He wasn't pleased with my answer, he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. I understood what he was going to do. No, please don't compel me. I don't have Vervain in my System. 

He was looking in my eyes and compelled me:" Tell me why you are here so late and where your parents are."

I couldn't do anything but answer." I wanted to drink and party . My Parents are dead.", I answered in a monotone voice.

For goodness sake not even 24 Hours in this city and I was being compelled by an Original. He looked at me with, what I would describe as, symphathy? Niklaus Mikaelson had sympathy? However I didn't need that. I was long over the death of my Family. 

He compelled me again: "Alright love, I want you to go home."

I sat my glass on the bar and stood up.

"Chop Chop, off you go.", he added smirking.

I grabbed my satchel and went to the Exit. Great. I wanted to drink and Party tonight and he sent me home. What am I, a kid? Certainly not. Well, perhaps but that's not the issue here. How could he steal my first night in New Orleans. I was seriously pissed. As I was on my way home, thanks to that jackass, I ran in a young Woman. She bumped into me and fell. 

"Oh god I'm sorry", she said. She stood up and looked at me if she hurt me. " Are you ok? I'm really sorry. I didn't see you there sweetie, wait, what are you doing here so late at night?", she asked.

"Ugh can you all stop asking me that I'm not a kid. Also I had a really shitty Night, it's rather unfortunate for you to bump into me. See off all Nights you got one I am mad...and hungry. With that said my eyes became red, veins started appearing under my eyes I opened my mouth, showing my fangs. With Vamirespeed I bit into her neck and drank her blood as long as there was no heartbeat to be heard anymore. As she was dead I let her fall. I got home and went to bed to call it a day. 

The next day I woke up I got dressed and headed in town. I heard there was a charity event hosted by Marcel and thanks to Klaus ruining my last Night I intended to make up for the lost time. I shopped a Dress and spent the time until the Event strolling around New Orleans and while I was in the City, I bought Vervain. I also bought some coffee and mixed it with the Vervain so I couldn't be compelled anymore. I drank it but had to cough. Ugh it always felt like drinking Razor blades. It was finally Evening, I got dressed and headed to the Party.