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"Forty-three bodies drained." Elijah's voice seemed to make everything seem so dramatic, and I honestly had nothing to say to it. The tips of his pointer and middle finger scrapped across the table I was sitting at, as he walked by me. "Eleven vampires drained, and you attack Marcels main witch." I could smell disappointment in the air. 

"That little thing gave me a run for her money, did you know Regents were so powerful?" I jumped in when I finally had something to say. I heard Klaus snicker from the couch, although I couldn't see his face from where I was sitting.

"Witches are a pain in the ass." I raised my hand up agreeing with him, while Elijah looked at both of us in annoyance. He took a deep breath before talking to me again.

"Had you been successful in killing her, we would all be put down, And that's the reason as to feeding on vampires?" I thought about his question for myself, and shrugged my shoulders at him, because I could?

"A new trick that I learned from an old friend." I looked at Klaus who was now pouring himself a drink, and Elijah gave him the death glare catching on.

"Niklaus-"

"You don't have to mad at him, Elijah, be mad at them. There would have been absolutely no vampire munching if they were polite, and non-sexist." Both of them looked at me, and I tilted my head. "So who's really to blame?"

I was surprised that they were letting me walk around restraint-less, but then again they didn't really have a witch that could restrain me. I heard Rebekah's strides from across the compound, and I didn't pay her any mind when she stridden right into the room we were in, but she sure paid me.

"Is there a reason why she isn't chained up?" By now, everybody had pretty much heard about what I did in the night and was sort of standing on edge. I sighed, and shook my head.

"Now, I think chained up is a bit dramatic. There's always a reason behind everything that I do."

"So what was reason for dropping fifty bodies over night?"

"Would've never happened if you guys didn't keep me confined and chained up like an animal." I crossed my legs, and folded my arms over them. "You know I actually talked to Camille and she gave me some insight about the city, before I killed her of course."

"And what did she say?" I could feel Klaus breath on the back of my neck, and I smiled to myself. They've just risen from the dead in a city that's been taken over. They need all of the help that they can get, and I can use it as my advantage. I turned around, and saw his hands resting on the back of the chair that I was sitting on.

"I only share my secrets with friends."

"Half of the city thinks that you're a maniac, and Freya is scared that you'll kill her." Rebekah continued when Klaus walked away, and I laughed. At myself, not what she said. Out of all of the things I did, reaching her wasn't one of them, and she was right under my nose.

"Well I don't care what the city thinks, and as for Freya, tell her to get in line." I stood up from my seat and when I did, everybody seemed to get more alert. I stood in place for a while when I heard a thumping in my ear, and I flashed over to Klaus.

"I can heart your heartbeat, am I making you nervous." I stood over him, while he sat in a chair and I walked away when I didn't hear it anymore. I through the middle of the living room to the bar to get myself a drink.

"It's okay, sudden moves make me jumpy, too." My voice has no signs of sarcasm, but exactly how much do you think you can trust somebody who doesn't feel. I poured my drink with my back facing them, cautiously. I didn't trust them at all, and when I felt a pit in my stomach, it only strengthened my feelings. I took my shot, and turned around just in time to make it to the party. I held my hand flat up in the air, and I squinted trying to look at what was flying at me. I stopped it right in mid-air, and their faces turned white when I did.

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