In which Allison Cameron wakes up as Hayley Marshall, a week before the first episode of The Originals.
Allison Cameron likes to say she was normal. She lived next door to her sister, Ashley, brother-in-law. Andrew, and niece, Andrea. She worked as...
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Klaus hadn't spoken to me since he checked on me. It didn't bother me, he had a coven plotting against him and threatening his unborn child. Me being annoying wasn't something he needed on top of all of that, so I let him do his thing.
I had been laying in bed when I heard a car door slam. I grabbed a fire iron from next to the fireplace in my room and walked to the stairs. "What the hell?" I asked as soon as I
saw someone, Rebekah, enter the house.
"Oh, you must be the maid. My bags are in the car – get them, will you?"
I put down my weapon and gave her a tight smile. "Hello. Not the maid."
"Right. You're that werewolf girl my brother, Klaus, knocked up. I was expecting to see some kind of supernatural, miracle baby bump. Guess you're not showing yet. It's Hayley, isn't it?"
I chuckled at her bluntness. "You have your brother's manners."
"And his temper, too, so watch it." She looks around quickly before focusing back on me. "Where's Elijah?"
"Who knows? He's long gone." Of course, she would soon find out he's daggered, but for now, I'll just play my part.
"What do you mean, 'long gone'?" Rebekah pressed.
I made my way down the stairs as I spoke. "Well, he made some epic promises about protecting me after saving me from a coven of witches who were holding me hostage as leverage, he was all poetic about how we're family now. Klaus told me he bailed." I shrugged. "That's what I get for trusting vampires."
"Elijah is not just any vampire, and he doesn't break promises. Which means Niklaus has done something dastardly and Klaus-like." Here comes my favourite Rebekah line. "Klaus! Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother, you narcissistic, back-stabbing wanker!"
I winced at the volume as I sat on the stairs. Stupid sensitive werewolf hearing.
"Enough with all the shouting," Klaus said as he opened a pair of doors and entered the room. Ugh, I could practically hear the smirk in his voice. "Little sister, I should have known. I assume the six dead vampires were your doing?"
"They were very rude. Trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the Quarter. So sorry, were they friends of yours?" Rebekah paused. "Oh, that's right, you don't have any friends."
"I do have friends. I have Marcel. You remember him, don't you?" I glanced over as Rebekah's heartbeat sped up slightly, and I know Klaus heard it too. "Yes, of course you do. He fancies himself the 'King of the Quarter' now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It'll be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you."
