𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Kai Parker's little sister, Elizabeth after escaping her prison world, sleeps with the only vampire that can procreate, just her luck. Being pregnant with a miracle child, what a joke.
[Klaus Mikaelson]
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.。o○o。.★.。o○o...
A lavish dinner table was set up in the yard, candlelight flickering over polished cutlery and crystal glasses. Marcel's closest allies sat around it, stiff-backed and scowling, their expressions varying from bored to barely-contained hostility.
Elizabeth smirked as she scanned their sour faces. They looked like they'd rather be staked than stay for dessert.
Klaus stood at the head of the table, tapping his glass with a fork. "Let us begin with a toast," he said with a bright, unnerving smile, "to our shared gift: immortality."
The vampires quieted.
"After a thousand years," Klaus continued, "one might expect life to lose its edge. But as vampires, we feel more deeply—grief, beauty, pleasure, pain—everything is heightened. A curse, some say. I disagree."
He gestured to a line of waitstaff, who stepped forward in silence. Each vampire guest received a personal attendant. Except Elizabeth, of course.
"Insatiable need. Exquisite agony..." As he spoke, the servers calmly slit their own wrists, pouring blood into waiting goblets.
"Our victories..." Klaus said smoothly.
"...And our defeats," Elizabeth chimed in, eyeing a cup of blood. "Hey, can I have one too?"
Klaus chuckled, knowing her well. The others looked horrified.
"What? So judgy," she said, raising her eyebrows. "You drink blood all the time, vampires. Chill. Bella drank it when she was pregnant with her creepy little half-vamp baby, right? I'm just saying, my little monsters might want a sip too."
She grinned wickedly. The vampires stared in stunned silence.
"Relax," she added. "I'm joking."
Then she turned to Klaus with a dramatic pout. "Nik, can we get new servants? These ones are no fun."
"Hush, love," Klaus replied with amusement. "Twilight is a poor reference. And no one understands your humor but me."
"Jacob and Edward suck, I agree," Elizabeth shrugged. "But Alice? Total babe. I'd climb her like a tree if she were real. Plus, future vision? That's useful. I mean, imagine knowing when one of these parasites plans to betray you."
She shot a look at the table. Several vampires flinched.
"But honestly," she added with a sugary smile, "they'd have to be suicidal to try it."
Klaus lifted his glass. "Where was I? Ah yes—" he looked to Marcel, "—to my city. My home once more. May the blood never stop flowing..."
"...and the party never end," Marcel finished, raising his goblet.
