Disclaimers : I don't own the Originals. It is owned by none other than the mastermind behind the magic of the entirety of the show, Julie Plec.
Author's note : After seeing the first season of the Originals, all I have to say was that I was a little surprise by how things ended. With Rebekah taking little Hope, along Davina getting her own personal weapon, and lastly Jackson standing up for the right thing for the Crescent Wolf Pack. But what made me sad was that little scene with Klaus and Cami.
Warning : If by chance that you don't like yaoi or yuri then I'd suggest that you go press the little blue back button right now and leave this page, but for the readers that want to go ahead and read then by all means don't let me stop you.
Chapter 1
The Beginning
( Josh Pov... )
After everything that just happened, with Davina finding out I'm still here in the French quarter. Hiding myself from the likes of Hayley and Klaus. Things seemed to have slowed down a bit, here in the French Quarter. Now we have a new ally to our side, which made me happy to say the least. Thankfully it was Cami. Or else I would gone entirely insane with this supernatural drama. But hey what are you going to do.
And just to make things even better, the psychologist can't stand Klaus and to some extent Marcel. Which satisfied both us, emotionally and mentally, I mean.
Given that he basically played both me and Davina for a couple of saps. Having forced Davina to remove Klaus's compulsion from me to put me in a place where I never wanted to be. He made me a spy, on to the person I couldn't stand to be around the most. Klaus. For the reason, to watch and find out what the original hybrid bastard was up to. Making me trade one hell for another.
Then later that dick, Marcel had me do the one thing that put on the freaking original hybrid's shit list. Sometimes I wonder if he is actually sane, and the right person to rule the whole French Quarter. I mean, the bastard basically sent me on a suicide mission. Forced me into sending the original hybrid into a trap. Sending the fucking original hybrid, whose bloodline half of the population of all vampires in the French Quarter share, into a fucking trap in hopes of getting rid of him. Knowing good and well it will kill every last vampire and hybrid of his line, us! And all for the sake of the love of another original. Who in fact is the younger sister of said hybrid. Who can be just as ruthless, if she doesn't get what she wants.
Now, here I am laying on the floor with the all powerful super witch, Davina. Just discussing on how my human life and other random topics. And once she heard that I was bullied all through my childhood and up till the time I had graduated high school. All because I was a nerd / geek and the rest was because I was gay.
She then grew immensely angry, her normal sweet and calm disposition gone, along with the light air that surrounded her. Now, she looks like an recently awaken mother who just founded out her child has be injured and demanding for vengeance. She practically made her mission to make sure I was safe. Wheither it be from the psycho witches, Klaus, Hayley, Elijah, or even Marcel himself.
To say I was surprised, was an understatement. With this new found resolve flowing through her, my jaw I thought it was going to hit the floor, my eyes widened, I was shocked to say the least. Then I smiled for the first time which seemed like forever. Davina soon raise her pink finger and wrapped it around mine. Saying "We look after each other, okay!" Still smiling, I replied back saying "It's a promise."
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