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Rebekah's POV

Elijah and I were strolling through the dark streets of New Orleans chatting about what happened during the time we were separated. Elijah stuffed his hands into his pocket and said "something's wrong" I said "what is it" he stepped ahead of me in the direction of a dark alley I stopped in my tracks and looked at his back. Elijah said "someone is in distress" I crossed my arms and said "everyone is in distress with our bastard brother around" he stopped and stared straight at the alley. I walked so I was standing beside him he said "yes I believe that is true with Niklaus here but something in that alley is calling me". I rolled my eyes and said "shall we check" Elijah sighed and said "yes". We were standing in the middle of the alley in a blink of an eye and saw nothing. I snorted and said "your delusional Elijah" he pursed his lips and said "just take a look around please" . Thoughts of how stupid and pointless it was to search filled my mind but none the less I scanned the perimeter and located a unconscious boy lying on the floor behind a dumpster. I whistled and said "Elijah I found something" he was at my side in less than a second. I watched my brothers face twist up in thought and worry he picked the boy up and slung him over his shoulder. Elijah said "come Rebekah we have a lot to do" I briefly nodded and followed him back to the manor. It was about five minutes into the run when I realized we weren't headed to the manor. I opened my mouth to question him when we were in the middle of the forest and he suddenly halted in front of a two story wooden cabin. I said "what the bloody hell are we doing Elijah". Elijah said "We are…taking care of this boy. Please do not question me sister". I sighed and said "Elijah whatever you intend to do I suggest you think it through if it in any way provokes Nick". Elijah turned to face me and said "Rebekah I intend to mentor this boy to be a secret weapon". Does Elijah want this boy dead. My brother noticed my expression and said "don't worry Rebekah I will train him" my head bobbed up and down. My attention turned to the boy who now that I can see him more clearly isn't really a boy he's the age I was when I was turned into a monster. The man had tousled raven colored hair and a muscular tan body. His height surpassed mine by a foot and a half. One word could describe him and it was "godly". The mans body was suddenly getting further away I snapped my eyes to Elijah who was walking into the cabin. My feet led me into the two story building and up a wooden stair case and into a room where a king sized bed was neatly made in the middle of a blue shaded color room. My fingertips traced the mahogany drawer and desk. My brother set the man onto the large bed then proceeded to take off his shirt which revealed a very toned and muscular bare torso. My eyes scanned the scar that ran from his hip and disappeared down into his jeans. Silently I watched my brother lean down toward the mans exposed neck and puncture the skin with his fangs. I turned away so I wouldn't see the mans pained expression. The transformation was the most difficult thing in a vampire's life. It's pain was so remotely similar to my hatred toward my father it's a surprise I haven't left yet. But I couldn't because Elijah needs me here for assistance but some part of me believes it's because the attractive stranger needs me. A few minutes passed by and yet I still hadn't heard a single holler of pain. Why isn't he screaming? Temptation to turn around filled me. It took all my restraint to stay faced against the wall. Elijah said "interesting". My restraint was gone with that one word. I whipped around to see the man with two puncture wounds on his neck and his face expression was blank. I said "why isn't he screaming?" Elijah said "I'm not sure but the transformation is occurring I can hear his body fighting the venom". I said "but Elijah Humans scream bloody murder during the transformation why isn't he" Elijah's lips pursed as his arms crossed he said "Perhaps he isn't mortal…or at least entirely mortal". I said "could he be a hybrid" Elijah turned toward me and said "Perhaps his blood was sweeter than any other I drank but the question is a hybrid of what?". What the bloody hell did we make?