That Time The Mikaelson's Fought.

"Brother, you must be a fool to believe that she will ever fall in love with you," says Elijah to his brother, Klaus. 

Klaus' nostrils flare up as he shot his brother with dagger-like glares, "Much humor that those words are coming from you, Elijah. Remember how it was when you first fell for a chambermaid?"

Filled with rage, Elijah takes a shot at Klaus and pushes him with vampire strength. Klaus isn't one to hold back; with his hybrid speed, he swishes behind Elijah, where he wouldn't see, and was in the verge of puncturing him when Rebekah shouts, "Enough! Both of you! Do you realize that you are fighting because of a bloody human! Always and Forever! We're not supposed to be fighting like this."

The younger brother lets go while the older one fixes his suit. Klaus replies to Rebekah, "It's not like none of us have ever hoped for the attention of a mortal. We've all made that mistake. Some more than once. I've been at this for centuries. You should be used to it."

"Problem is, it's different this time around, Niklaus. Mother's back," Finn says.

Rebekah continues Finn's remark, "And her friend is a witch."

Then, Elijah finishes it, "Not to mention, she's the stubborn, curious type. You can't do to her what you've done to the women you've had in the past."

Kol barges in the house at the perfect time and joins the conversation, "And she my mate." All the original siblings look at Kol. He clears it up, "She's Bonnie's best mate. And she fancies me. Or at least, she learning to. She can't be another of one in the list, Nik. She's different."

"And you don't think I see that? I tried my best to keep away, but she keeps drawing me back. All of you can see that she is not the typical lass I woe. I'm just trying to protect this one."

Rebekah retorts, "But what's the point? She's not going to die in New Orleans. We control all the vampires. She doesn't need personal protection, Nik. Stop treating like her like your girl friend! She's never going to choose you."

"I'd rather choose to protect her than to be with a family that doesn't believe in me."

Hard to Believe

Some things are greatly hard to believe. Things like crushes and love. One can never immediately jump on crush express and believe everything that a friend tells them. Friend meaning Bonnie. 

I love Bonnie and I trust her. I do. But I can't believe what she is saying. Believing what she is assuming is like telling myself that my whole life has been a tiny lie. Nobody so royal and so ridiculously superb person would like me! I am a first class lady but Klaus friggin' Mikaelson is a God-like creature.

How can a person ever just assume that a man like him would like you, or have a crush on you rather? I take everything for granted, but even I would never assume a thing like this. Bonnie is really out of her mind to think of something like this. Or maybe Kol has something to do with this? What is that man doing to my best friend?

Well, whatever. I can't pretend that what she said doesn't bother me, but I can't pretend to believe that it is true either. However, in between those true facts, I can't make myself not fall in love with the possibility of Klaus having a liking to me. What if it could be more than just a crush?

Tale of Bonnie's Missing Days

Klaus pulled over the car in front of the club. Hopping out, Kol followed behind his alpha male brother. He didn’t necessarily volunteer to accompany his brother in the hunt for his pretty blonde, but knowing that Bonnie isn’t answering his calls and Caroline is in a club, then he figured that they’re probably together. He stopped following Klaus and searched for his own damsel.

His eyes searched and landed on the dark beauty grinding her crotch against a naked man. Filled with anger, he vampire-sped beside the man and snapped his neck in the middle of the dance floor. Bonnie’s eyes widened in shock, “Kol!” She crouched down, chanting a spell that might be able to bring the man back to life.

To Kol’s surprise, he felt a sudden puncture in his brain instead of hearing the man’s heart beat back to life. Bonnie wasn’t doing a spell to help the man live, she’s doing a spell to hopefully hurt Kol. He grabbed her by her shoulders and dragged her outside with his vampire speed. “Let go of me, Kol!”

He chuckles, “No. You were ignoring my calls and messages. If you’re mad at me for this, then how angry do you think I am for what you’re doing to me?” Gently, he put her feet down on the ground.

Pressing her back against the car behind her, Kol leaned the lower half of his body against hers. She could feel something growing between her thighs. Her head sank, “Look, I’m drunk and horny right now. I just want someone to fuck. I want to wake up regretting everything and have an excruciating hangover.”

Her Fantasies

Lately, I've been having silly thoughts and dreams about the king himself. Not sexual fantasies, but they might as well have been. These thoughts have been keeping me up all night that I didn't even want to fall asleep. They were nightmares.

Given that Klaus really is a monster, then they were nightmares. But if he's actually that lonely danger boy I glimpsed out of him every once in a while, then they were pleasant fantasies. I mean with what I saw from the brief nudity in our encounter, he's got a couple of features to fantasize about.

But regardless, nobody knows how terrifying this is for me. Bonnie's been lying to me about her personal vendetta against Klaus and he's been keeping very quiet about it, not wanting me to have even the slightest clue.

He couldn't even admit to me his real feelings from the time that he was making that lonesome painting. Yes, it has occurred to me that it might've been personal, but I thought we were past that. Isn't he trying to woo me after all? Isn't the point of wooing is to make a person know you in the best possible view? So why is he hesitating? Unless...

Unless, he isn't wooing me. He's using me like I thought he would be from the first day I saw him. He and Kol were natural charmers. Maybe he's just putting on this show to get into my pants like I first thought he was. Getting to know a little about him has totally clouded my judgment.

But it felt all too real. His words to me about him being sad if I were ever to turn my back on him. The emotion and his tone, they were all too real. One second he's telling me that he's dangerous and that I would run for the hills once I find out the truth, but the next, he's telling me things like 'I fancy you'. It's really quite conflicting. And infuriating considering that I can't quite seem to figure his true intentions.

When Bonnie Meets Kol

Bonnie shrugs off the eerie vibe she was receiving from the ancient looking store. She grabs the rope and quickly tugs at it, making the bells ring. A short and slender lady pops out from below the counter and hits her head on the built in cabinet on the wall. “Ow,” she groans. Her mesmerizing pair of eyes looks at Bonnie as she straightens her blouse. “What are you looking for?” she asks.

The eyes of the dark skinned beauty roam the tiny store. “I hear that this is a place where I can get vervain.” The lady behind the counter scowls at her. “We’re both witches. You know the danger the vampires bring,” Bonnie sighs, “So how about that vervain?”

The owner rapidly walks out from behind the counter and moves to the door to make sure that it was securely locked. She peeks out the window and neatly shuts them with the blinds. She turns to Bonnie. “If you want to survive then you should know better than to talk about them in a public place,” she scolded. Bonnie eyes the nametag on her shirt. Katie. “Where did you come from?”

Bonnie blinks, “Mystic Falls. I’m from the Bennett line.”

She gasps, “A very powerful bloodline.” She whispers, “There is not enough vervain to protect the people in town. I need to protect the locals. You’re a witch, you can protect yourself.”

“Not against the original family! I thought you’d want to help.” Bonnie replies with a cynical expression. Watching the girl in front of her cringe, she knew that she wasn’t getting any help from her. I thought witches were supposed to help each other. Grams’ stories didn’t make them seem so hesitant. And to think that this girl is the first witch I ever met since my Grams. “Do you know anyone else who sells vervain?”

A sudden bang comes through the door; the bells that hung on top of the door, clinging as the interruption came. Both the heads of Bonnie and Katie snap nervously to the door. A tall pearl-white skinned man approaches them with another white skinned man trailing behind him. The one who stood out more was the first guy. He had tousled brown curly hair and mesmeric blue eyes. He opens his mouth with a smile, “Katie, you never fully grasped the matter regarding heightened senses, have you?” Katie winces at him. “I can hear you negotiating about vervain from a thousand hectares away. You have to learn to be cautious.” He mocks.

Klaus Searches For His Pretty Blonde

Walking across the streets, Klaus hurriedly runs to the side of his brother, who was walking down the sidewalk. “Hello, Finn.”

The older brother looks from him then back to the sidewalk, “Hello, Niklaus. I have nothing to say to you.”

“Well, I’m not here to chat.” Smiling a dimpled smirk, “I will ask you one time though, is there anyone new in town?” Each sibling has his/her own obligation to the town. Finn, being the older brother, is the one in charge of looking out for anyone new around town, just for precaution.

Klaus is the ruler. Elijah is the King’s right hand. Kol is the one to keep the family updated for any threats from the other supernatural beings around town. Rebekah — well, she has her own ways of serving the town.

Still with a nonchalant look on his face, Finn replies, “Gone to find another way to end abominable lives? If you do, I will ask mother to link us and I will sacrifice myself all over again.”

“Well, how fortunate that I found you, I require your assistance.”

Midsummer Night's Ball

Wow. That was a huge revelation. Who would have guessed that the douche bag guy I bumped onto two nights ago is the King of the City?

Dashing and charming Klaus Mikaelson. That accent and those dimples. How could I resist?

A deep and girly part of me is truly swooned by his charms. He is so British and the talented part of him is truly drawing. However, it is not his charms that has me totally flipped. It was the sensitive side that I had witnessed. The pain in his eyes that he tried so hard to hide was interesting.

I wonder so much where it comes from and whether it was from a dark past or was it just simply part of the charms. But whatever it was, I am determined to find out.

But Bonnie. . .

She asked me to stay away. What was the point of that anyway? What is the purpose of staying away from this guy who is only dangerous because he might break my heart? Personally, I think I can handle it. I think I am smart enough not to get tangled up with his tricks. But Bonnie is my best friend. She better have some logical reasons to have warned me to stay away.

Welcome to New Orleans

Coming here has really become some kind of wake up call for me. I have been living within the corners of Mystic Falls, Virginia all my life. I haven't left, EVER! Now that I finally have, it gives me a kind of joy that I couldn't express. Though it's sad how the people around the city are.

That douche bag guy I bumped onto was so full of himself! How dare he say that I don't know him? Who is he for me to know anyway? He is no Channing Tatum for me to smolder over. Then there's this Matt thing! It's very frustrating. On one part, because I have this beautiful gown that he gave me, which I really want to wear by the way! But I shouldn't because he's not my sugar daddy! I am not a whore! Then on the other hand, I am not even interested in him that way.

Matt is adorable and he is an amazing guy, but I don't. I just don't. Why couldn't he see that? Or why couldn't anyone see that? Are the people of NOLA really that blinded by the atmosphere of this city?

Anyway, I'm just really kind of hoping that things would go better, starting with the Mikaelson's Ball. Oh dear! I hope Matt thought this through!