Please forgive any grammatical or spelling errors. This is my first attempt at fan fiction, please let me know what you think, Chapter 2 is currently in the works

chapter 1

Diego rushed into the compound, he had to find Marcel, had to tell him what was happening before Klaus found out. He was not thrilled with the recent change in leadership, but his former king had asked him to follow his lead, and he would follow his beloved once king to the very end. Why was this happening now? The worst timing possible, Marcel was already surrounded by enemies on three sides, Klaus, the witches, and the council.

As he skid to a halt in the courtyard, he came upon Klaus and Marcel, drinks in hand sharing a laugh, the room filled with the falsehood of their friendship, each trying to fix something Diego was pretty sure was broken beyond repair.

"Diego my man what's got you in such a rush" Marcel laughed

There was no point in trying to keep it a secret now, if he asked Marcel to talk privately, Klaus would know something was up. That would all together start a new circle of lies and deceit, ending in another bloody confrontation, and he had just buried so many of his friends less than two weeks ago.

"The lights in Amelia's house are on" Diego let the words roll off he's tongue, and settle into Marcel's mind.

Shit shit shit...Marcel thought to himself. What hell was Amelia doing back in town? He had way to much shit on his plate to deal with that crazy bitch, he took a mental inventory of everything he had done in the last few weeks, everyone he had killed, there wasn't that many really, a few witches, oh and then there was that business with the council. Could one of council members been part of Amelia's precious "family"? Great, the last time someone killed one of Amelia's "family" the destruction she brought down upon the city made Hurricane Katrina look like thunder storm.

"Umm...Marcel who is this Amelia person and why does Diego look like he's about to wet himself over her arrival" Klaus questioned in a bored but intrigued tone over what clearly these two vampire conceived to be a threat.

All Klaus got back was a wall of silence, as Marcel was still running down his mental checklist.

"Marcellus" Klaus said in a harsh tone he did not like to be kept waiting, or feel like he was on the outside looking in on something. "Who the bloody hell is this women?"

That succeeded in be bringing Marcel out of the game oh shit he was playing in his mind and back to the moment.

"She's...um well kind of hard to find the right the words to describe her" Marcel finally answered.

Diego interrupted" Why don't we go with lunatic, psycho, umm what about the devil or any other colorful word for evil bitch from hell"

"Diego shut up" Marcel said putting his head in this hands.

"Oh no Marcel let him continue she's sounding more and more interesting by the moment" Klaus smiled.

Taking in none of the sense of doom the two were trying to convey. He was after all the hybrid, an original and the most powerful supernatural creature on the planet, he had nothing to fear from anyone. What could this woman possibly do to him? And if she was truly that terrifying why had he never heard of her before?

"Diego why don't you go grab a drink or something you really do look like you're about piss your pants man. Don't worry your king will deal with the Amelia issue" Marcel reassured his friend.

Diego left without saying another word contemplating if Marcel meant himself or Klaus when he said king.

Marcel turned to Klaus "we need to talk friend... this Amelia stuff is a big deal all the guys get nervous when she comes to town. I know she probably can't hurt you."

"Probably" Klaus raised an eye brow

"Man let me finish, this is serious shit...she probably can't hurt you but she can sure as hell hurt your people. Remember last time I tried to warn you, all that shit with the council went down, I am asking to listen to me."

Those words succeeded in wiping Klaus's smug smile from his face, and replacing it with seriousness.

"Speak" a command not an invitation

"Amelia is the oldest vampire I know besides your family, we are taking 956 years old and powerful, regal, beautiful, old fashioned, and brutal. In fact the more I think about it more I think you two might actually get along, that is of course if she's not pissed and looking to kill us already.

"And pray tell why would she be after us, and why wasn't I told of her existence before this" Klaus wondered.

Returning to the wet bar and pouring himself and Marcel another scotch. Marcel took the drink from his king and downed it and when to grab another.

"She comes and goes from town sometimes it's nothing sometimes...well sometimes it's something. She showed up about 90 years ago, looking for two vampires who had killed a girl and left her body hanging from a building in the quarter, the more us that tried to hide them or stop her the more us that died, we were still weakened from Mikael' s attack, eventually we had to hand them over. The first one she hung by his intestines from the same building where the girl was found, she stayed listened to him plead for hours and watched until the sunrise fried him. The second one she took her time with tying him to a chair in front of a window, she spent the better part of a week opening and closing the curtains to the sunlight, only after the guys was a half burnt pathetic pleading mess did she rip out his heart. She showed up again in the 40's stayed for about a week, invited me to dinner and left again. She shows up about once every ten years or so, invites me to dinner and leaves. In 72' she invited me to dinner, only this time instead of a pleasant meal, I was told I had 24 hours to hand one of inner circle over or face her wrath all over again. My friend had killed the deputy mayor, who by chance happened to Amelia's nephew, with way to greats in there to count. Anyway I said "no" figuring we were at full strength and there was no way I was just going to hand someone over again. Long story short she destroyed my nightwalkers all of them, and took out half my inner circle before she got the one she was after. That's when the no feeding on the locals rule got put into place. Let me make this really simple last time she was here was three years ago and she never shows up that close together unless there's a problem, and considering that we just slaughtered the whole human council I am betting she's pissed" Marcel finished.

"Waiting your telling me that one vampire took down most of your army, and you couldn't stop her, I thought I taught you better than that" sighed Klaus, grab a fourth round of drinks.

"What does she care about a council of humans anyway?"

"That's the thing man I staked her right in the heart, she just laughed at me and kept on comin', and it not the council she cares about its her precious family, those humans related to her. I would bet at least one of those council members was a great great something or other to her. Which basically means she will be out for blood and won't stop until she gets it. Wait now that I think about maybe you can answer why she could survive a staking twice. It can't just her age, is it possible for there to be another original out there?

"Absolutely not" Klaus scuffed "My family is the first and only, there is no chance."

His voice turning to anger. "There was no way and if there was I would sure as hell have known about it."

"Alright man, I just telling you what happened" said Marcel putting his hands up in defeat, hoping to quell Klaus's anger, it was just as bad as Amelia's. He laughed inwardly man wouldn't that be a battle to see.

"Anyway like I said she is old fashion, anytime now we will receive an invitation to dinner" Marcel had barely finished his sentence when Diego came back into the courtyard.

"Yo Amelia's minion is here"

"Well well let's go then" Klaus smiled getting up to see this minion

In the door stood an older grey haired gentleman, dressed in a tuxedo no less.

"Hey Alfred this is Klaus Mikaelson" Marcel said in his usual charming tone no need to give away the fact that not an hour ago he was freaking out.

Alfred bowed towards both gentlemen though slightly more deeply to the new king

"Mr. Mikealson, sire my Madame requested I bring you this invitation" handing over beautiful invitation.

Opening the elegant formal invitation Klaus read that Amelia requested the honor of his presence in her home, as well as whomever he wishes to accompany him at 6:30 the following evening.

" Sire my Madame requests the numbers of guest at your earliest convenience of course and to insure both date and time are acceptable to you, she understands you are a busy man and her request in abrupt" in a respectful formal tone, Alfred once bowed to the king.

"Tell your Madame I am able accommodate her request, and look forward to sharing the evening with her, I shall be bring two guest with me" replied Klaus in his most well-mannered tone. This going to be fun he chuckled to himself he had taken on an enemy with this kind of classic in centuries, he always love a well matched chess games.

"Very good sire" Alfred turned to leave and Klaus turned to Marcel.

"Get Elijah, fill him in, and meet me in the study we need to go over everything, if your right war may very well be upon us after tomorrow"

Marcel moved swiftly in the direction of Elijah's room, while ascend the stair towards the study, Klaus began to ponder. Who was this woman? How could she survive a staking? Obviously she was well mannered, regal as Marcel had put it, she couldn't be an original. Was it some sort of spell? She couldn't hurt him but if she was half as destructive as Marcel said she would destroy the kingdom Klaus had just reclaimed and that made her enemy number one.

Klaus, Elijah and Marcel spend the better part of the evening discussing Amelia. Marcel told the brothers the details of Amelia's attacks, how she had being staked twice by him alone, plus others. How she had mindless raged through the city hell bent on her justice.

"She sounds like you brother " laughed Elijah at one point

"Actually brother all her rages seem to about someone hurting her family she sounds more like you." Klaus retorted.

"That maybe very well be, but we truly don't know what her intentions are yet, and from everything Marcellus tells us we have many questions for her I suggest we do not draw first blood here"

"Well look we finally agree on something, if she as well breed as her manners suggest she would not invite us into her home to do us harm, that would go against the basic rules of etiquette." agreed Klaus a smile spreading across his lips

"Trust me" Marcel chimed "She would never strike at us while calling us guests it's after we are no longer guest we need to worry about."

6:30 the next day

Klaus, Elijah, and Marcel arrived at a beautiful house, in true New Orleans fashion it was Greek in style with gorgeous columns in front and a speculator wrap around porch. Marcel banged on the door with the old fashioned knocker and an instant later Alfred opened the door.

"Sires please come in, maybe I take your coats" bowing to the men

They hand their coats over the older gentlemen and processed in the grand foyer

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"This way sires the lady of the house waits you most enthusiastically"

Alfred lead them into the parlor, there stood a petite women, a smile spread across her face as the men entered, she was lovely both Mikaelson brothers thought to themselves, Marcel said she was beautiful but they had not been expecting this. An angelic face surrounded by thick wavy auburn red hair, and stunning green eyes, the kind of green that Klaus had only ever seen in one other person.

Amelia stepped forward to greet them extending her hand toward Klaus, as she curtsied; Klaus bowed back accepting her hand and placing a kiss on her knuckle. She introduced herself the same way to both Elijah and Marcel.

"I am Amelia, welcome to my home you are my most honored guests, I have waiting a long time to meet the Mikaelson family."

"Thank you my lady" Elijah and Klaus said together

"Please let us sit Alfred will be out momentarily with refreshments and dinner shall be promptly served at 7."

The quartet moved into a lavish parlor filled antique furniture, Amelia choose an armchair closest to the doorway while the three gentlemen sat across from her, Klaus taking the couch in the center while Marcel moved to the arm chair on by his left and Elijah the one to his right. Alfred arrived with a drink cart giving the three gentlemen the scotch they requested and a glass of champagne for the lady of the house.

"As I understand it there was been in change in leadership since my last stay in this fair city, is true that our young Marcellus has ceased control of the quarter?"

"Yes ma'am" Marcel replied feeling like a five year at the adults table, he could barely contain his disgust at being like treated as though he had not earned his place as king of the quarter.

"Very well then a toast to the new king Nicklaus Mikaelson, long many you reign" Amelia lifted her glass.

The men joining her, Klaus smiled Marcel hid a scowl and Elijah watched Amelia with an intensity Klaus had not seen from his brother since Tatia. It was clear his brother was becoming quickly in thwarted by this woman, although it was easy to see why her sparkling green eyes captured his attention in the way only other persons had. But now was not time for her to creep into his thoughts from the recesses of his mind, he could not afford the distraction, not with this women and the threat she could pose to his newly regained kingdom. Coming back to the moment at hand Klaus spoke

"Thank you for your kind words Amelia"

"You are most welcome, May I call you Klaus?"

"Why of course my lady" Klaus laughed this women was most definitely regal, perhaps maybe even a queen in her lifetime. What an excellent chess game this will make Klaus thought.

Elijah interrupted the moment of silence

"My lady how have we not met your acquaintance before now"

"I believe we were never in the same place at the same time my dear Elijah" Amelia responded almost shrugging way the question.

Well there was no like the present to ask the question Klaus need to the answer too, if this women was really a threat he could just rip her heart out now and be done with her.

"My lady what bring you back to my beautiful city?" Klaus

"Well of course I wanted to meet our new king" Amelia smiled brightly the light in the room seeming to bounce in her eyes, however in the next instant the smile faded from her lips and her eyes seemed to become made of steel as she finished " and I had some family matters to attend to"

"Oh shit this was it" Marcel thought to himself, he turned to Klaus so that he might see the momentary panic in his eyes. He told Klaus this would happen, next would be the ultimatum and then all hell breaking loose.

Klaus smiled so she had come for war, this was exciting, and unlike his well-mannered host he had no problem ripping her heart from her chest right here in her parlor. After all he didn't get the reputation for being the Big Bad without breaking a few rules of decorum, the honor game was Elijah' s thing not his.

Elijah sat silently going over the situation at hand if this women threatened his brother Klaus would kill her right here right now everyone knew that, how could this women not, she was playing right to his hands. No matter how beautiful Elijah thought she was, there was no way he could save her from the grave mistake she was about to make.

Each lost in thought they almost missed the sound of high heels descending from the grand marble staircase in the center of the house, pulled from their thoughts by the sound of Amelia's voice

"Ahh prefect timing my dears so glad you could join us"

Klaus and Marcel stared in open shock at the arrival of two faces they thought they would never see again, at two faces that should not be here.

"Gentlemen may I present my niece and nephew Caroline and Thierry Forbes."