His Perfect Daughter

Chapter 9

Niklaus was about to finish his 456's bottle of bourbon until he finished his painting and realized what, no, who he painted. His mother, Esther. Specifically 10th Century Esther. I did not paint this. He grabbed the canvas and was ready to discard it until he turned around and saw her.

"Aw, that's not very nice. Made sure to get all the details right. Just the way you like it." Shilah grinned.

"How? You're just a mangy wolf." Niklaus scoffed, ignoring her remark.

"That's where ya wrong. Oh, no, Nik. I'm the same as you. Well. The same as what you used to be. You know...you are the first of our kind. I don't know why they didn't produce more of us. Coulda stopped all them vampires by now." Shilah replied as she took one bottle of bourbon.

I know she isn't here to talk about supernatural politics. What is she really after? "Care to tell why you bothered to show up in my house, mongrel?" Niklaus put down the painting and crossed his arms.

"Ah. I am a mongrel. But so are you. Difference is, no one knows about me. Everyone knows about you." Shilah responded calmly, taking a huge sip of the bourbon. "I'm here to collect my end of the deal."

"You never did clarify what your end of the deal was." Niklaus gestured, indicating for her to continue.

"Now I am. I want you to submit to me." Shilah shrugged.

"No. Goodbye. Out." Niklaus quickly responded while pushing Shilah out.

"That's not gonna work, Nik." Shilah calmly stated as she sat in the couch drinking bourbon. "Okay. I'll be nice. Another deal."

"Out with it." Niklaus was already losing his patience.

"I want your momma. So just get your sister Freya, make her do her witchy woo, and revive your momma. I need her to do something for me." Shilah replied/

"No. Absolutely not. You can use Freya for whatever this is. She's more than capable." He expressed.

"Nope. Uh-uh. She might think she's a hot-shot witch. But your momma is the one I need. She's da witch." Shilah vocalized, standing up and grabbing another bottle. "Look. We'll revive her. Then we'll summon her ass back where she came from. It's as simple as that. If we can't, we get the Bennett girl. Cause I know that Davina girl is gonna be worse to convince."

"No. You will use Freya for whatever this is. Or anyone else. That's final." Niklaus sternly replied.

"Oh okay. Then I guess I'll use Hope." Shilah stated with a grin.

"You're toying with me." Niklaus growled, grabbing Shilah's neck.

"It's kind..har..to talk..so" Shilah mumbled until he let her go. "That's better. Why can't I just have your momma? Don't wanna her fucking you? Is it cause you don't her finding out what you been doing? Cause I'm sure she'd have a blast. Or is it cause she gonna say something to that daughter of yours....how good of a lay you are." She remarked, grinning ear to ear at his irritation.

Disgusting as they all are. He scoffed, grabbing her by the neck. "You will leave if you know what's good for you. That is final." Niklaus sternly replied, his hybrid eyes glowing.

With a nod, she vanished, and that was that. Unaware to him, Hope heard everything from her bedroom.

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What the heck did I just hear? Who is she? What deal did he have with her? Hope questioned. And....what was that with my grandma...what did she mean by all of that? Why am I involved? I'm so confused. Hope sighed, rubbing her temples with her palms. I'm going to need more brains than one to help with this. She thought, grabbing her laptop from the desk, and logging onto "No Judgement Zone".