This story was inspired while listening to Pompeii by E.S. Posthumus. Enjoy it...
Full summary: Rebekah is the ruthless queen of the New Orleans' cartel and her three brothers Elijah, Klaus and Kol are her councelors and protectors along with their army. Their main competitors is the cartel of Mystic Falls ruled by the Salvatore brothers. The competition is hard and the Salvatores wanting to leave Rebekah unprotected hire three proffessional assassins to kill her brothers. Elena,Caroline and Bonnie. Will they be able to achieve their goal? Which cartel will rule America? What about the police?
New Orleans
"I want their heads on a plate." Rebekah yelled to her minions while sitting in her office with a glass of Martini in her hand. They nodded and left when Elijah entered the room. "What happened sister?" he asked wondering about the yelling. "The last two clients prefered the Salvatores. That's what happened." Rebekah yelled standing up and throwing her glass on the wall. Elijah took a seat. "Calm down. We still have the advantage." he said trying to comfort her. "I know. But that's not enough. I want it all." Rebekah said while leaning to her desk with a threatening look. Klaus and Kol came in the room. "Your temper sister...is extraordinary." Kol said sarcastically. Rebekah gave him a disapprooving look and walked out the room yelling at the servant to come and pick up the glasses of the floor. Klaus took a seat opposite Elijah while Kol was poured himself a glass of bourbon. Elijah was ready to talk but Klaus interrupted him. "You don't have to say anything. We heard everything." he said. Kol joined them. "I never thought that they would actually come that far." he said refferring to the Salvatores. "Noone did. And especially our sister." Elijah said. "And whose head..?" Klaus began but was interrupted by Elijah. "The client's." he replied dryly. "The Salvatores are not going to like it." Klaus said. "We don't care." Kol replied. "Yeah you don't care...what if they kill our clients?" Klaus said and Kol sighed. "Fine I am going to talk to her." Elijah said and exited the room looking for Rebekah.
A few kilometers away Marcel the leader of Rebekah's followers and her secret lover was following the client on his way home. Wesley Maxfield unlocked the door and walked into his house. He deactivated the alarm and closed the door without activating it again. He went upstairs and entered his room. He was standing in front of the mirror untiying his tie when he heard a noise from downstairs. He reached the edge of the stairs and looked down. "Is anybody here?" he yelled but noone answered. He returned to his room and as soon as he opened the door..."Who are you?" he yelled and dropped dead to the floor with a bullett in his heart. Marcel smiled to himself and left from the front door. On his way out he threw his gloves in the bin and got into his black jeep. He texted Rebekah that the job was done and left.
Elijah entered Rebekah's room and saw her with an evil smirk shaped on her face. "Don't tell me that it's already..." Elijah began but stopped when he saw Rebekah nodding. "What if they revenge his death by killing our clients Rebekah? Have you thought about it?" Elijah yelled at his sister. "They can't even kill a fly. They don't have the guts to." Rebekah replied narrowing her eyes. And now they will officialy learn who has the upper hand." she added.
The next day Aaron Whitmore, Wesley Maxfield's nefew was interrogated by the police officer who took over the case,Kai Parker. "So?" Kai began. "I walked into the house. It was unlocked and the alarm deactivated. I called him but he wasn't answering. I thought he was not home and he forgot to lock or maybe he was on the back yard so I went to the kitchen to grab a bite. Then I saw his cellphone on the table. I thought that this was weird because he always has it with him. Always. Even in the toilet. So I decided to check upstairs. I reached his room I opened the door and he was dead blood everywhere and a bullett right in his heart. Then I called the police." Aaron said and lowered his head. Kai narrowed his eyes. "Tell me mister Whitmore...did he have any enemies?" Kai asked. "Of what I know no. I can't think of a single person that would want to hurt him." Aaron said. "Good. You can go. We will check all the leads and if we have anything new we will let you know." Kai said and Aaron stood up. He stopped at the door. "Make him pay, please." he said and Kai nodded.
Mystic Falls
"That bitch." Damon yelled and Stefan changed the channel. They just found out by the news about their client's death. "Calm down." Stefan said to his brother. "Calm down? No..this time she took it to far." Damon said pacing around the room nervously. "What's done it's done. There's nothing we can do about it now." Stefan said. "That's where you are wrong. Payback Stefan." Damon said. "And what are we going to do? Huh? Kill her client? That would be too obvious." Stefan said watching Damon getting angrier every second. There was silence between them for a while until it hit him. "Not her clients...her brothers. What is a queen without her army?" Damon said and an evil smirk formed on his lips. Stefan's face was too serious though. "We will never be able to even get close to them." Stefan said but Damon had already the answer. "Not us no. But what about proffessional assassins?"
So what do you think?