Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries or The Originals.

So this is the new and improved first chapter of the sequel, hope you like it

The lights of the city glowed bright beneath her as she perched herself upon the roof of a building, not tall enough so that she couldn't see what was happening but not short enough that she would be seen by Marcel or any of his followers. The streets were full of laughter, joy, excitement, life. She easily spotted which ones were humans waiting to become a meal ticket amongst the sea of vampires before her.

Her blonde hair flowed effortlessly down her back in a mass of curls that was held back by a thick red ribbon that matched the redness of her lips. Her blue eyes narrowed in suspicion scanned the crowds below curiously and thoroughly searching for any sign of trouble or unpleasantness.

Her black leather jacket hugged her tightly as if blended in with the shadows behind her. Her red halterneck top was tucked neatly into her dark jeans.

She gritted her teeth as she finally spotted the car she'd been waiting for pull up below her. Her red lips pulled up into a smirk as she spotted her father climbing out from the passenger seat of the car.

However the smirk faltered when she noticed a familiar face climb out of the drivers side of the car. Marcel.
His denim shirt defined his firm chest and torso and strong arms as he slammed the door of his car shut and turned to face all the vampire who were waiting to greet him. His dark jeans were slightly baggy.

''Everyone. I'd like you all to meet a very important person to me, a man who helped me become who i am. My sire, Sir Niklaus Mikaelson'' Marcel smiled brightly as he wrapped an arm around her father's shoulders causing her lips to pull back into a sneer.

''Man, you really hate him don't you?'' Kol laughed as he sat further back from Larisa who glared over her shoulder towards him.

''He's a cocky prick, of course i hate him. He thinks he runs this town just because he's got a couple of people who follow his orders, but he has no idea what's coming'' Larisa smirked as she stared down towards Marcel, with hatred transparent in her eyes.

''I'd have thought you wouldn't want to help your father win back his throne, i thought you'd want the throne to yourself and get rid of Marcel on your own'' Kol smirked with his eyebrows raised towards his niece.

''New Orleans has never really been my scene, i prefer Chicago, this is my father town. Plus even if the throne is not mine, i'm still heir to the throne as Klaus' only living child'' Larisa smirked as she kept her eyes glued down upon her father who was currently being introduce to anyone and everyone by Marcel

''Hey, what are you lot...'' An unknown male vampire called as he stepped onto the roof top from the skylight. But Kol tore into their neck before they could finish their sentence. He forcefully thrust his hand into the unknown males chest and yanked his still beating heart out. Larisa smirked wickedly towards her uncle.

They knew they had to keep under Marcel's radar if they were going to help Klaus win back his city, Elijah had already been spotted by Marcel and had been forced to flee back to Mystic Falls. So Klaus was forced to call in the two most devious and manipulative people he knew, his daughter and his younger brother.

''I'm going down for a closer look'' Her uncle said heading towards the skylight they had both came through.

''Don't get caught and take the body with you. I've already had dispose of three bodies today, it's time you cleaned up your own mess uncle Kol'' Larisa snapped.

Kol chuckled quietly. ''Weird, normally it's Elijah that's cleaning up my mess but now it's my niece''

''I'm not cleaning up anymore of your mess Mr Mikaelson, it's either clean up after yourself or get caught by Marcel and banished like uncle Elijah'' Larisa warned glaring towards her uncle as he threw the body of the dead vampire through the skylight. Larisa grinned slightly when she heard the thud of it hitting the ground. Kol leaned down and placed his hands either side of the skylight before he lowered himself down and allowed himself to drop ''Remember, don't get caught. I can barely stand my uncle Finn, i don't want to have to be working with him''

Kol's chuckle echoed through the skylight causing Larisa to chuckle.

She turned her attention back towards her father whom she could see was beginning to get bored of the meet and greets, she smirked as she knew her father only had a certain amount of patience which was running out quickly.

With Marcel's back turned and everyone focused on him, she noticed her father begin to scan the rooftops of the buildings around him until his eyes landed upon her. A smirk stretched across his lips as he spotted her, but he had to quickly wipe the smirk from his face as Marcel turned back to face him.

Larisa grinned widely watched her father enter the old looking house with Marcel, everyone from outside followed shortly after them.

She sighed and turned back to make her way towards the skylight, when something caught her eye.

The moon

Her eyes stared towards the moon, her body froze, her mind numb.

Her breathing increased as she felt as though her lungs were shrinking in her chest, making it harder for her to breath. She felt her face transform as her fangs came down.

''Lara, you coming?'' Her uncle Kol's voice broke her from her thoughts as she broke her gaze from the moon and looked towards the skylight. Her mind felt blank as she tried to think about what just happened?

Although she missed Jeremy terribly, she knew she was going to enjoy her short stay in New Orleans.

Please let me know what you think.

What do you think Larisa will get up to in New Orleans? Will Marcel find out about the plan?

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