I'm Lyla and most people know me as Ly. I am surrounded by vampires and werewolves all the time because they all come to me for information. And why wouldn't you I am the Informant everyone comes to me for information. What info do they seek? Easy most want the details on the creation of a vampire or really any supernatural and their weak spots. And because I feel that you can never be to careful, I know about every supernatural being and their weak spots.
My friend Rose called me yesterday to tell she knows some vampires that need some answers I told her sure and to bring em' around 3 PM. It's 5 AM right now my club doesn't open till 1 PM but I get up early to help set up even though I have people who can do it for me. What? I care.
I get out of bed and walk towards the bathroom. The building I live in has 3 floors. The 1st floor is used for the club, the second is used for my meetings and the top floor I use as my home. I use the the whole floor to myself changed it into a very large loft setting. Lucky me. Anyway I do my refreshing and go downstairs and sit on my couch watching Regular Show and eat a jimmy dean sandwich with some home made hash browns. Around 9 AM I go to my room and put my hair in a high pony (though my hair still reaches my back) and grab a pink crop top with no sleeves and some grey sweats with my black converse. I walk out the door ready to take on the day. As I walk down to the bar of the club I see Kendall with her boyfriend Mack setting up all ready. I sit on one of the bar stools and start helping her dry cocktail glasses.
She looks at me and smiles "Sup chick took you long enough to come down here" she says I roll my eyes "Whatever I'm sure you were down here with Mack making out the whole time" I said not looking up at her. We sat there in silence for a minute the whole time Kendall seemed like she had something on her mind "What's up what do you want to say?" she thought about it and finally answered "Are you still meeting up with those monsters helping them and stuff?". She looked real serious. I told her about them because one time she caught one of them trying to drink my blood. I calmly put the glass down and looked up at her "Look just to be clear we are not to talk about these kinds of things without being upstairs in the loft and so what if I am I told you I can handle myself." Ok so I snapped a little but that kind of talk is dangerous.
The wrong people hear her they could come after her thinking she knows something. She looked like she wanted to argue but she knew better than anybody that I wouldn't be listening. My way or the highway darlings. After 5 hours of cleaning and doing inventory the club was ready to be opened. Naturally my club was the best in town so we're always busy during opening. And just as I expected piles of people were outside thankfully Eddie our bouncer showed up early because this crowd was antsy. I danced myself upstairs to my room to change but not before putting on my mild party playlist from my phone. I hooked our sound system up to this app on my phone and as the night goes on I change the playlist from mild to medium and finally to hardcore. My hair was still in a ponytail though not high so I could put on my black fedora to go with my black outfit. I had on a pair of black tights, a loose blue shirt that hung off my shoulder on one side with sleeves up to my elbow. And I put on some black peep toe heels and left.
I danced and met up with 4 maybe 5 supernaturals about normal stuff...where is this person? Who was I before I was changed? Yep normal things. Anyway I was dancing when I heard a familiar voice say my name and I figured the same person tapped my shoulder."Lyla?...hey you look sexy and oh guess who..." Rose said "Ummm Rose hold on before we get into pleasantries take me to these vampires you have found before I get out of business mode." I basically screamed over the music and loud walked up to my meeting area and went to the meeting room with sound proof walls. When I went in I saw the Salvatore men standing near the wood table that seated 8 people. "Hello there... You are very beautiful and... human? Which begs the question how have you not been eaten in the very dangerous business that you are in?" the dark haired one stepped up to say. He was very handsome but unfortunately I don't look for relationships in the business I'm in.
I realized I was starring and looked away blushing CRAP. He smirked but before he could say anything the sexier brooding one spoke up "We are.." I cut him off "Stefan and Damon Salvatore originally from Mystic Falls both about 200 years old and infamous for always falling for the same girl...you're newest victim...Elena Gilbert right". They looked at each other surprised and impressed and slightly offended. "OK so who are you here to ask about and why?" I said as I sat down crossing my legs "What does it matter why as long as you give me the information about who I want to know about? And for the record I'm not in love with Elena" Damon said challenging me. "First of all if you're not in love with Elena then why are you here? And you're funny if you think I'm gonna tell you info about a person not knowing what you plan on doing with it. For all I know you could be planning on killing the whole supernatural species and would succeed because of what I told you." I finished my rant with a raised eyebrow and my hands on the table shoulders forward. If he thought that challenging me was accepted he was wrong.
Stefan noticed the stare contest going on between me and Damon and broke the intense silence. "Klaus..." Stefan said throwing me off and breaking my eye contact and also causing Damon to win. "Your looking for info about who?" I said just trying to make sure I heard him right. "Klaus Mikaelson..." Stefan cleared his throat " That's who we want to know about." he said. In 3 seconds tears threatened to fall from my eyes but I blinked them away. Never in my years did expect to ever hear that name again. I will not cry anymore over him, I won't allow it. So I guess that this is the part where I flashback to the year 1017. When I first met Niklaus Mikhaelson and had my heart torn out.
