Chapter 1 Fate

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Elijah's Point Of View

The Original swiftly swung his shirt off his dresser shaking it out before he stuck his arms through the sleeves of his shirt before buttoning it up. He tugged on his suit jacket after putting it on and buttoning it up halfway before walking over to the mirror. He looked over picking up a comb that had been sitting took the comb raking the comb through his hair making it stand to a point. He looked into the mirror for a brief moment before turning away. He heard something off to the side or well the gate opening downstairs. A low sigh left his lips. He was thinking it was either Hayley who in any case he hasn't seen in the past couple of days had left it open or his brother finally left the compound. He heard the slight movement of his brother in the other room. He knew that his brother was still grieving in his own ways over the loss of Hope (by this he's meaning they had to give Hope away to his sister Rebekah who is currently out of town, safe for the time being.) The Eldest Mikaelson brother thought he should give her a visit soon. He wanted to make sure her and Hope were safe. Elijah needed them to be safe. He had to check on them at least once with the whole war going on. He didn't know what was going to end up happening.

A low sigh left The Original's lips. He slowly made his way to his bedroom door, pulling on the knob twisting it before pushing open the door. The Original headed over to the staircase. He noticed someone outside. It looked like a human trying to get into the compound, but the gate had been locked for some time now. Elijah quickly took off in a blur faster than any normal vampire. After all he was an Original. The Original family held a name the oldest yet most powerful family on the earth. They're told as bedtime stories yet most spread the word of an Original throughout the world as the very first vampires to ever roam this earth. (Besides the first immortals Silas and Amara.)

The Original stopped at the exit that he's been using to leave the compound every now and then when he had to see Marcel or make a meeting with one of the humans in town. The Original stopped outside the front of the building. He noticed a young woman possibly a teenager who held a book in her hand. "May I help you?" the Original asked the human. To his question, the human looked over to the male who was very well dressed. He was wearing a jacket, dress shoes, dress pants along with a shirt and tie. He seemed to hold a clean look as his brown chops of hair made anyone have the urge to rake their fingers through it. "No...I...Just...isn't this the Mikaelson's home?" Her timid voice asked the elder man. "Indeed...But the Mikaelson's are out at the moment." He tells the young girl who held a sad look on her face before nodding her head. "I'll take my lead...Good-Day mister." She slowly turned to walk away. Elijah let out a long breath. He could have figured out what she wanted, but on the other hand The Original wasn't in the mood to pry for information.

He slowly turned away and began to make his way towards Rousseau's the bar that Cami worked at. Rousseau's was one of the first places that he visited when first returned to the city. Upon reaching the bar, he pushed open the front door only to be greeted by the smell of alcohol and a few other smells that he didn't wish to know about. Making his way over to the bar, he took one of the many free seats before waving over to the bartender. "A bourbon." The Original's voice rang out. He noticed a new bartender serving tonight. He was slightly curious as to where the blonde Cami was since his brother took a liking to her. However he also knew that his brother had feelings for Miss Forbes awhile back, so he wasn't too sure who his brother liked rommantically. Smiling softly at the bartender with a 'thank you' nod, he took the glass of bourbon before bringing it to his lips taking a sip as the rush of alcohol passed his system. He took another drink of the bourbon before holding the glass in his hand. His brown hues looked around the bar. He noticed a few faces that he had met in the past but he wasn't interested in speaking to them at the moment. He brought the glass back up to his lips once again as he took another sip deep in thought about how he and his brother would take back this city 'so that they can call it home once more'.

Lexi's Point of View

Lexi had arrived in New Orleans. She had grown tired of living in Georgia. Small towns bored her to death. She longed for the life of the big cities with all the people, noise and action. It had been a long time since she had been back to Mystic Falls. She knew that her best friend Stefan was doing well. It was time she went to find her own happiness. However there was only one person who could ever make her happy...Elijah Mikaelson. He was the one who could make her smile. He was the one when she had been with him had made her happy and feel safe. She never confided about this to anyone not even her best friend Stefan. She knew that Stefan had hung around his brother Klaus and she was afraid that he would try to talk her out of anything rommantic with the oldest Mikaelson.

She hadn't been the same since he had come into her life. She had wanted more than just friendship. But it appeared as if Elijah was holding back. She could feel that he felt the same way as she did. She had a feeling that he had been heartbroken so badly that he didn't want to put his heart out there. Vampires felt emotions intensely and deeply. There was so many things that she had wanted to say to him. She was following her heart and not her head. Logic was thrown out the window. If she only knew that New Orlean was not safe. She brought some of her belongings along and got a hotel room in one of the best hotels near the French Quarter since the city was new to her. She had been informed of certain places in the city to avoid. In just her short time of being in New Orleans she had heard talk about the Mikaelsons. Could Elijah actually be here in the same city as she was? The thought of possibly running into him again made her smile.

After getting freshened up and picking out an appropriate outfit she took some time with her hair making it straight. As much as she liked being reminded of how Elijah loved her hair in curls it was also painful for her. This way it took her mind off the past for a little while. Satisfied with her appearance she decided that she would go out for the evening maybe to a local bar. She had been given material upon check in and was told about Rousseau's. Apparently it was one of the popular places in town. It was a nice evening out so she decided to walk the short distance to the bar from her hotel. It took her no time to reach Rousseau's. She paused outside the front door for just a moment. She smiled and pushed a stray piece of blonde hair behind her ear as she pushed open the front door before walking in.

She glanced around as she noticed an unoccupied seat up at the bar. Immediately she could smell the scent of alcohol in the air along with others. She took a seat at the bar. Before she could even wave over the bartender to take her drink order the bartender walked over to her asking her what she'd like to drink. "A bourbon please." She used to drink bourbon all the time back in Mystic Falls. She could go head to head with Damon and there were times where they would see who could out drink the other. Stefan would always end up watching and rooting for either his brother or his best friend. The bartender set her drink down at the bar. "Thank you" she said before picking it up and taking a sip letting the alcohol burn as it slid down her throat. She just so happened to glance at the gentleman next to her. He was wearing a suit, jacket and tie. It couldn't be. After all this time. She couldn't help but looked surprised yet she managed a soft smile. "Elijah..."