Summary:

It has been over a thousand years since Juliet Ambrosia had last seen her one true love; then again if it weren't for him, she wouldn't be the monster she was made to be. Nevertheless, once news reached her ears that vampires were at war – fighting to kill one of the Original Vampires so their sire line could rule, Juliet decided it was time to reveal her existence to protect her sire line; Klaus. Secrets come to light and a love reignites but will it last long?

Disclaimer:
I do not own any character from CW's The Original, nor the story line of vampires fighting for 'strongest sire line'. I do however own Juliet Ambrosia and any plot that involves her. Please have respect and do not, under any circumstance, take or plagiarize my work for I have worked hard to write this fanfiction.

A Walk on the Wild Side

New Orleans, the city of music.

The beautiful city was famous for its' talented musicians, tasteful recipes and mysterious yet ancient history. However, in the supernatural world, it was the city of vampires, werewolves and witches. Three supernatural beings fighting over power and neither bold enough to take it. Not like there was a newsletter to keep track of the events which had taken place, but Juliet Ambrosia made sure she was able to keep tabs on the Mikaelson family ever since she had come into her mystical powers. No – many have not heard of Juliet Ambrosia as the woman had done an excellent job in staying off the radar; especially in the supernatural realm. All everyone ever talked about were the Mikaelson family; the Originals.

The Original Vampires were famous for their reckless and careless ways of killing not only for pleasure, but for each other. They made sure everyone knew if they messed with one, they messed with all. And though the supernatural world grew afraid of the Mikaelson siblings, it was Niklaus Mikaelson they were mostly afraid of. His hybrid nature surely caused an uproar – but it was his ways of manipulating everything with the help of his unique but deadly heritage that kept others away from him and the family. Though this could have been the motive of the new terror plaguing the Original siblings – for the first time in years, this was not the case.

Vampires were at war. Factions were building and slaughter was on the rise. Once the news of killing an Original vampire meant the rest of their sire line would become extinct, it was then when the factions decided they would assemble their own militaries to take down the targeted Original vampire. This had also caused others to form alliances to protect their own sire line. Juliet Ambrosia was part of that alliance – in a sense.

Because Juliet was a rather secretive vampire, for centuries she had made a living writing novels; changing her literary alias every couple of decades. Thousands of books the woman had written to take herself on a different journey; many having to do with humans falling in love and having that fairytale ending all young teenagers dreamed of. It was a life she had wished for herself but was denied as such. She never spoke to others about her past or how she became the monster that she was. Even the man responsible for turning her from human to vampire was unaware she existed, let alone was part of the supernatural community.

It had been decades since she had been to New Orleans. The last time she was in the city was when she planned to confront the man her heart used to belong to. But she couldn't, not after he fled the city after a large fire caused the theater to collapse with innocent civilians still inside. But as she walked through the busy evening and heavily illuminated streets, Juliet's eyes fell upon the once burned theater, rebuilt.

New Orleans partiers around her celebrated in drunken states as the alcohol infiltrated their systems, altering their minds. Beer and liquor bottles were held in the air as the sounds of the swing bands echoed through the air as street performers played and danced the night away. Things were surely different; but the one thing that would stay the same was Elijah Mikaelson brooding down to the smiling humans from his balcony.

Juliet looked up to the Original vampire, admiring the way he carried himself. With just one glance up at him, anyone would have guessed he was a powerful corporate business owner and could get everything he wanted. The way he wore his suit, slightly slicked back hair and held his composure would tell anyone not to make him mad. And though everything about Elijah made the woman miss his scent and the way he used to kindly caress her skin, Juliet wanted nothing more than to cause that balcony to fall with him on it.

Rolling her eyes, the woman brought her gaze back to the block party happening around her. She had to get to the person she was looking for. Everything indicated Niklaus Mikaelson was not too far from where she was; she could feel him. The issue with having a sire was the feeling of belonging intensifying when near the original bloodline. It was a feeling Juliet hadn't felt in a very long time but thought it useful for her intentions. But first, she needed to find a place to reside in the city during her time there.

She waited patiently with a glass of wine in her hands, sitting at one of the many dining settings placed outside of restaurants. Juliet made sure she kept Elijah in her sights – making sure if he were to look down, he would not be able to see her. This made the woman feel better knowing he still was unaware of her existence; she felt safe. From her research, knowing the Mikaelsons and being part of their very closed-off family meant potential for danger at all times. And with her own abilities hidden from the world, Juliet needed herself to be sheltered for the time being.

Many would think in her thousand and some years of existing on the earth, that she would need some kind of companion, someone to love or someone to just hold her. But Juliet had learned to be lonely, learned to invite the darkness in – and even learned to love it at times. Sure, there were moments when the woman would wander off and find herself someone to love her throughout the night, but her hatred of a particular Original vampire kept her from being able to feel love for another again.

"Juliet?" Without turning the woman knew who it was who had called her name in surprise; Aurora de Martel. Taking a sip from her wine, the woman waited until the vampire came into view before giving her a small but taunting smile.

"Aurora; your brother has finally let you out from solitary I see," Juliet spoke, her voice almost melodic with every syllable she spoke. The handful of vampires who knew of the woman, Aurora was among them. After Elijah had compelled Aurora to create the illusion she hated Klaus, Juliet later stepped in and cured Aurora of the horrific magic Elijah casted on her. If anyone knew about losing a love, it was Juliet and she wanted to console Aurora. However, Juliet casted a spell of her own as she needed not the Mikaelson's knowing her existence; whenever Aurora was out of Juliet's presence, she would not remember the woman or her times with the older vampire. It was a tactic she had learned from her own sire.

"He doesn't exactly know I'm freed from that wretched place." As much as Aurora loved her brother, there was something always holding her back from killing him. Juliet understood the girl's dilemma. Aurora took a seat across from Juliet, causing the woman to raise a brow at her. "You're here to protect your sire, aren't you?" Aurora inquired, her voice hushed. Without answering, Juliet stared at the girl which gave Aurora her answer. "I'm looking for him as well."

"What do you want with him?" Juliet asked, a little assertive for their simple conversation. Nevertheless, Juliet knew Aurora's past with her sire and she wanted to ensure Aurora had no plans in harming Niklaus.

Aurora held up her hands showing she meant no harm. "Calm down Juliet; all I want is talk to him and get him back like the way we were." Aurora's plan was sweet but Juliet knew better which was the reason behind her laughter echoing, hidden within the sounds of the muted trumpets bellowing. "I didn't think what I said was very funny."

"No, it wasn't," Juliet assured her, her laughter subsiding. "But your thought process is hilarious," the woman informed the younger vampire. "My dear, you don't honestly think Niklaus is going to fall back head over heels for a woman who he hasn't even thought about in a thousand years, do you?" Aurora's hurt expression provided Juliet with her answer; she shook her head. "Listen my child, I've been watching the Mikaelsons all these years and I can assure you, many girls have won his heart since he left you; a lot of them very interesting and simply beautiful." Aurora glared at the woman but Juliet could see the sorrow in her eyes. For a split-second Juliet felt bad for the girl as she knew the sorrow she felt. "Okay; I'll make you a deal." Right away Aurora's attention was grasped once again. "If I find him – which I will – and I lure him away from his family, I'll trap him in a room with you so you can do … whatever you want besides killing him."

Aurora smiled and quickly nodded. Juliet offered a kind smile toward the woman as well as she began to mentally devise a plan on how she was going to get Klaus away from his family. But while Aurora began looking around her at the partying mortals, a light bulb went off in Juliet's head. She didn't need to lure him into a room; Aurora did. Once he would catch wind that his once beloved secret relationship was in town, he would venture off into the dark abyss all on his own. Sitting back in her seat, the older vampire smiled as the wine glass was placed against her lips, the red liquid running smoothly down her throat. "Piece of cake."

Once Juliet and Aurora spoke about their terms and what the younger vampire could do and/or have inside the room with them, Juliet then went on to her home. Being as old as she was, the woman learned early on to buy a house in any town or city she knew she would visit frequently and compel a family to live in it to keep the place clean and vampire free; the deed of the house also had that family's name on it so no other vampire could enter within the confines of her sanctuary. The woman was very possessive and wanted no other creature like herself to take something which belonged to her.

Entering the house, Juliet noticed the new family which lived within her walls had painted over everything she had once slaved over. Her beautiful peach coated walls were changed to a light green with light brown crown mold trimmings. Décor littered the space showing photographs depicting a very happy family. Each member had smiles on their faces; parents and three kids. However, there was one family member showed in the pictures who resembled the woman Juliet had compelled from the very beginning. With her long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes traced with light black eye liner – it was almost as if Juliet was staring into a portrait of Elizabeth Trammel.

"Can I help you?" Juliet's eyes found the owner of the female voice, seeing a tall brunette woman whose expression showed how worried she was to see an unfamiliar face invading her home. Before she answered, Juliet's head tilted, eyeing the woman. She was a human – there was no doubt about that as the sound of the blood pulsing through her veins caused the vampire's hunger to rise.

"Yes. I'm Juliet."

"We've been waiting for you." Turning on her heel, Juliet found a set of blue eyes staring back at her. The woman standing not too far stared in awe, as if she was seeing the second coming of Christ. However, it was simply Juliet – a demon of the night. "My great-grandmother told us a tale of a woman who vowed to protect our family if we just watched over her home."

"Was your great-grandmother named Elizabeth Trammel?" The blonde-haired woman nodded, her eyes still glued on Juliet. The vampire took steps toward the blonde woman, her eyes analyzing her. Reaching a hand out, Juliet cupped the woman's cheek and smiled. "You look just like her." At an attempt to smile at the blonde, Juliet realized there was one thing Elizabeth probably had not mentioned to her family. "Unfortunately, there was something she left out in the stories, and that was the rule of no children living in the house." Her hand fell back to her side as she began to make her way to the sealed level of the house – her part of the house.

"Wait! How am I supposed to just up and move my family?" The other sister asked, running after the woman.

"First thing tomorrow I will buy you a new house and have people move everything. Just make sure you're packed and ready to leave by then unless you want your children to get hurt."

Author's Note:

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