Chapter 1

Elijah

"Klaus, you must not be so impatient. The witches say it will take time to push Marcel out of power, considering the amount of support he has compared to us." I explained to my brother, who was growing increasingly impatient. Klaus was pacing about in living room of my apartment, annoyed at the little progress we have made in the past four months. I sat on the couch, leaning back with my arms slung on the back of the couch. 'Niklaus, the forever impatient one of all Originals.' I thought, amused. I am surprised he hasn't been impatient with the birth of his child.

"I don't care! It shouldn't take this long!" He exclaimed, a feral look on his face. "That witch needs to be doing more! Does she and the others have a plan?"

I rolled my eyes, before looking at my watch. It was seven o' clock on a Thursday, and Klaus expects big things to be done within a matter of a few days. "They mentioned they had a plan, but I am not sure that it is. They say their plan will cause quite a stir in New Orleans, and it might create a very big mess."

Klaus stopped pacing, and turned towards me sharply. "Did they mention anything else?" My brother asked.

I sighed, "No, Niklaus, they did not mention anything else." I was slightly irritated with my brother. I looked around the spacious room as Klaus continued his pacing and the room settled into a comfortable silence.

After a while, Klaus spoke up. "When will that damn witch get here? She is getting on my last nerve!" He snarled.

Just then, a knock sounded on the door, and I got up to answer. When I opened the door, I greeted a young woman with chocolate hair. "Sophie, please come in." I said, politely, shutting the door behind her. I followed her back into the living room.

Klaus stopped pacing, and an obviously fake smiled was on his face. "So, you finally decided to grace us with your presence."

Sophie rolled her eyes. "Forgive my brother for his behavior, but after a thousand years, he still has not learned patience." I told the witch that was standing a few feet away from Klaus. "Please, sit down." She nodded once as she sat in a leather chair and I took my place back on the couch.

"I know I took a while, but I was speaking with the others. We may have to go through with the plan we have come up with." Sophie said, an expression of uneasiness flashed across her face when she glanced at me.

"What was that look?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Klaus cocked his head to the side and stared at Sophie.

"What look?" She asked, feigning confusion. I could hear her heart slightly beating faster. There was something about this plan that she didn't think I would like, and I knew it, which made me uneasy.

"Miss Deveraux, a look that signaled uneasiness passed over your face and your heart beat has become a bit faster, which makes me think that something about this plan is making you uncomfortable." I said, waiting for her response.

"I want to know every little detail that is involved with your little plan, starting with what is making you so uneasy, because if you have to worry, that means I probably have to worry." Klaus said, standing in front of Sophie and leaning down to look her straight in the eye.

She looked down at her hands, and Klaus backed away. "Okay!" She paused, before glancing at me. Her gaze returned to Klaus. "This plan, it involves a vampire. Compared to some vampires, she is rather young, over one hundred years old but under two hundred. She is an old friend, somebody I met about ten years ago. This girl, she is very powerful, and a lot of the vampires here underestimate her. She isn't one of the strongest vampires, but she sure is one of the fastest."

"What is so important about this girl that could impact what happens to Marcel?" I asked Sophie.

The witch let out a long sigh. She was hesitating, and Klaus and I could see that. "Sophie, what is so important about this girl?" Klaus hissed.

Sophie looked up to look at Klaus. "Marcel was in love with this girl." Her words left us speechless for a short time.

"Interesting." Was all I said. Of course she could be useful, if she was willing to help us, but there was a small problem. "Did this girl love him back?"

The young woman laughed. "Oh, no. She just considered Marcel an, 'acquaintance', was how she put it." She told us.

Klaus walked over to the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of whiskey to pour himself a drink. "Do you think you could, perhaps, give us her name?" He asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.

Sophie nodded. "She goes by Nova. Nova Sterling." Sophie played with the talisman around her neck, her eyes darting between me and Klaus.

"Sounds like a fake name, could you give us a real one?" My brother asked her, sitting on the chair across from her. I knew Klaus was intrigued by the mystery surrounding this girl, and I had to admit that I was, too.

Sophie shook her head. "Sorry, but she that's what she said her name is, but she used to wear a silver necklace with a cursive 'L' on it. That is the only hint to her first name that I could get. Nobody really noticed because she kept it tucked into her shirt most of the time. "

It was my turn to talk. "When will this Nova arrive?" I asked. I had a feeling there was something else Sophie wasn't saying, but I ignored it.

"I called her an hour ago and she said Wednesday." Sophie replied. Klaus slammed the glass down on the black coffee table. I knew Klaus would not be pleased with how long it would take.

"Almost a week! Where is she? In the damn arctic?" Klaus exclaimed. I sighed at his outburst, which was uncalled for. We were lucky to have this girl come at all, because I am guessing she does not want to face Marcel.

Sophie rolled her eyes at Klaus. "Of course not! She lives in Miami, but she has things she has to do before she can come." She calmly stated. 'Why would a vampire want to live in Miami of all places?" I silently asked myself. I was about to ask Sophie my question when Klaus beat me to it.

"Why would a vampire decide to live in Miami, since it is one of the hottest and sunniest places?"

Sophie scoffed. "You are not the only vampires with daylight rings." Sophie got up and gave us a smile. "I have to go and make preparations with the other witches for Nova's arrival." I got up and walked her to the door.

When I opened it for her, I asked "Is this girl trustworthy? If she isn't, I need to know because I would prefer to have minimal problems."

Sophie froze, before looking me straight in the eye. "I don't know. Nova is different than most vampires I have encountered. She can be extremely cruel and extremely kind. I think that is because she doesn't want to get hurt. I think we can trust her." Without another word, Sophie left and I shut the door after her.