Margaret and I walk into a diner called The Grill. The bell above the door rings when we enter.
Inside we see the Salvatore boys and the exact girl that we are looking for sitting in a booth.
We take a seat two tables down from them, and focus our ears on their conversation.
Damon: "Shit"
Doppelganger: "What?"
Damon: "Twins"
They look in our direction as we pretend to talk about random nonsense that teenage girls talk about these days.
Damon: "Brown hair, black eyes, named Natalia. Pretty sane, but still dangerous. She can do damage but controlled damage"
Stefan: "She tried to kill me once"
Damon: "Yeah. The other one. Blonde hair, blue eyes, named Margaret. Not sane at all. Complete sociopath. Used to burn villages and eat everyone in them for fun she may be more chaotic but don't be fooled. She's the smarter one. Lucky for us the one thing that can control her is sitting across from her. Separate they're tolerable, but together they can burn the world down"
I snicker.
"It's nice to know when you're feared," I say.
Margaret smiles at me.
"Me more than you" She replies.
"Hey you heard them, I can still do damage"
Damon comes over to us.
"Long time no see" he says resting his hands on the table.
"Damon Salvatore. Now that's a sight for sore eyes" Margaret says, flirting just a bit. I reach over and tap her shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" He asks in a low voice.
"What do you mean?" I ask innocently, resting my chin on my hands.
"Whenever you two come around, there's trouble. What are you two planning?" He asks.
"Oooo, so serious. Take a shot and loosen up a bit. Where's the old Damon from all those years ago?" I ask.
"That Damon learned not to trust you two"
"We were just leaving anyway. No need to worry Damon, we're just looking for a fresh start" Margaret says.
We both stand.
"Tell Stefan we'll see him at school," Margaret says, taking a stab at him.
Anger took over his face as we walked out, giggling while locking arms.
"I wouldn't mind having a piece of him," Margaret says.
"Stay focused. We aren't here to play" I replied as we made our way home.
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The next day we make our way to the school. Arms locked together as always. People talk and laugh all around us.
"All these people are making me hungry," Margaret says.
"Show some self control. We don't need you going on another rampage like you did fifty years ago" I replied coldly.
"I won't" She states.
We see the doppelganger, who we learned is named Elena, at her locker, leaning against it as if she's waiting for someone.
"Come on," Margo says.
We walk over to her, when she sees us she visibly shrinks back. She's been warned about us, she knows we're dangerous, we just have to convince her that we aren't.
"Hey! We're new here and we were wondering if you could tell us where Mr. Saltzman's class is?" I asked.
"Oh, um. I'm actually on my way over there" She says.
She's smart. Not being too friendly so she can steer us away. It won't work but at least she has a brain. Still, there's something about her that makes her seem so...vulnerable.
The younger Salvatore boy, Stefan, comes over to us. They greet each other with a kiss.
How cute.
"Hey Elena, everything okay?" He asks, eyeing us.
"We just wanted to know where Mr. Saltzman's class is," Margo says.
"Great, let's all walk there together," Stefan says.
We all walked there together, with Stefan and Elena holding hands, and Margo and I locked at the arms. "
"So where are you guys from?" Stefan asks.
"From all over. Our parents traveled a lot and took us with them" I replied.
"We were homeschooled until our parents finally decided to settle down in Mystic Falls and we could come to public school" Margaret adds.
"Good to know," Stefan says.
It was obvious he knew who we were, but he didn't know our true intentions. We better think smart, so we need to make sure we can keep it that way.
Students sit in desks in the classroom. Margaret and I sit in two desks next to each other, which were also behind Elena and Stefan.
The lesson almost put me to sleep, in fact the entire school day almost put me to sleep. I was so relieved when it was over.
The small mobile device that Klaus provided me starts to buzz in my pocket.
I look at it and see that he provided instructions to meet him somewhere.
I look at Margo and pull her in the direction that we had to go to meet Klaus.
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Sisters From Hell | Klaus Mikaelson Fanfiction
FanfictionNatalia and Margaret are vampire siblings who have been alive for five hundred years. Since they were turned when they were sixteen years old they blend in easily with younger people, which is why they worked as Klaus' spies. When Klaus finds out wh...