"Short stack? Really?" "Hey, just because I'm sitting on the floor of your dungeon doesn't mean I can't tell that your short." OR Mac was a soldier, that much she knew. The blood, the screams and the hoarse calls of promised carnage in a language she no longer remembered forever echoed throughout her mind. What she didn't know, was why she was covered in blood, sitting in a cell with a blue eyed beauty coldly staring down at her. Hope Mikaelson x Female OC (not the best at summaries but hope this alright) g!p OCAll Rights Reserved