II. WAR

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I WAS WALKING HOME at night when I heard some commotion down the French quarter. I walk over to see a girl surrounded by the people, who I know are vampires.

One vampire tries to grab her but she throws her coffee at him and kicks another. I see the third one about to hit her, so I raise my hand and within a second his heart's in my fist.

I take a few steps towards them and rip another one's head off without even touching him.

"I really do hate Marcel's minions." I say.

"Who the hell are you?" The girl questions.

"I'm Valerie Blackwood." I answer. "Who are you?"

"My name's Hayley." She tells me.

"Well, Hayley I just saved your life, a little thank you would be nice."

"Th- thank you." She says still surprised.

I hear someone coming, so I wink at her and walk away.



"ARE YOU VALARIE BLACKWOOD?" Someone behind me asks.

I'm sitting in Rousseau's, with a drink in my hand and bored out of my mind.

"Who's asking?" I ask, not even bothering to turn around.

"Rebekah Mikaelson, Niklaus's sister." She answers.

"This is not how I imagined he would be in touch." I mutter. "What do you want?"

"I'm running a little late, so I don't have time to chitchat, me and my brother are going to take Marcel down and my brother tells me that you share our hatred for him, so we need your help." She sums up, and turn around.

"Well, tell me what I can do to help, it certainly will be better than being bored." I tell her. "And a chance to knock Marcel off his high horse, count me in."

"First things first." She says. "Did you save a werewolf yesterday, from a bunch of meanie vampires?"

"Well, I did help a damsel in distress, but it looked like she could've handled it just fine." I answer.

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