Mikaelson Wife • Niklaus Mikaelson

• Chapter Eight: "The Original Family".

The Vampire Diaries: Season Three
Natalia Mikaelson

    I'm sitting on the couch, with my legs stretched out across the seat, drinking blood when Rebekah storms in. "They know about Mikael". Rebekah says lowly. I frown, dropping the book I'm reading on my lap.

    "How did you know?" I ask making her glare.

    "You knew? How long?" Rebekah asks, making me sigh.

    "I heard Elena and Damon talking about it this morning before you went to school. That's why Klaus left, Damon told Klaus he knew about Mikael". Rebekah breathes heavily, obviously angry.

    "And yet he left us here?" Rebekah says still fuming.

    "Klaus is no doubt off somewhere hunting down werewolves to create hybrids for his army against Mikael. Which sounds like to me, he's going into forests and forests mean mud and i don't exactly have the best choice of footwear for that type of thing so I'd rather sit it out". I say making her sigh.

    "Mikael can fight of the werewolf bite like you, Elijah, Kol and Finn but the hybrids could still prove useful. So relax. He's not here, Rebekah. Mikael is their weapon against us but they won't bring him out of hiding until Klaus is back here. They want Klaus dead, God only knows what they want to do with us". She sighs again.

    "I imagine we both have a silver dagger with our names on it". Rebekah says, trying to hide her fear.

    "Rebekah, relax. They don't know everything about me, remember?" I say making her smile softly.

    "Your our secret weapon". Rebekah says, nodding as she finally calms down.

    "Exactly. So why don't you call up that little doppelgänger and tell her to come over. She's so entertaining with her reactions to every little thing we say. Plus, i feel like playing with my food". She smiles softly.

    "You can't kill her, Natalia".

    "Yet, not can't. One day she be completely and utterly useless to everyone in this world, including Klaus and when that day happens, i will tear out her throat". I say with a smile. Rebekah chuckles.

    "Until then, we must deal with her because i have no interest dealing with Klaus's shakespearean rage that would appear if the doppelganger died".

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    I drink my bourbon as the front door opens and closes. Showtime. "Hey, whats up?" Rebekah asks, overly happy to a cautious Elena.

    "You invited me over. To talk". Elena says, looking between Rebekah and i fearfully.

    "All right, girls. Have at it". Rebekah orders, making her compelled models walk out. "Okay, now twirl please".

    "You compelled your own private runway show?" Elena asks.

    "I need a homecoming dress. So, what do you think? Pick one". Rebekah says.

    "Heh, I'm not here to help you shop. I'm here to talk about why you don't want to us wake up Mikael". Elena says rudely making me smirk. This will be fun. Rebekah vamps behind the girl in the blue dress, about to bite her.

    "I said, pick one, Elena". Elena fumbles nervously.

    "The red one". She blurts out. Rebekah looks at me, smiling when she sees how amused i am.

    "And you? Which one do you want?" Rebekah asks making me grimace.

    "I'm not going to the homecoming dance". I say making her pout. I roll my eyes. "Your really gonna make me go?" I asked annoyed while she just smiles.