Bam!
I hit the floor the chair I was tied hit against the concrete floor "Where is it!" He screamed at him full of hot rage.
I looked up at him terrified the right side of my face throbbing "I told don't know what the hell your talking man I swear I didn't steal from Marcel!"
"Liar!" He yelled at me "Your from Mystic Falls, Klaus is from Mystic Falls and Davina's present to Marcel. So I ask again where, is the stone?"
"Why is everyone so freaking obsessed with that damn rock?"
Elsewhere outside of New Orleans…
Rodger sat in the bus waiting for the driver to return he was panicking he used to be a resident of Quarter but Marcel made it impossible for people like him to use magic so he chose to leave and then he learned about it the philosopher stone. Davina had been going to great pains to get this for Marcel why he had no idea and it didn't matter what did matter was that he could leave and with that stone he could do magic he'd never do ancestral magic again.
He turned his head after hear the sound of heels what he saw surprised him a hot Latina clad in black leather and in black stiletto heels he thought at first she was a hooker or a Dominatrix the corset and leather pants certainly gave him that vibe "Who the fuck are you?"
The Dominatrix smiled at him sticking her hands behind her back "It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, that a maiden there lived whom you may know by the name of Annabel Lee, and this maiden she lived with no other thought than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, in this kingdom by the sea, but we loved with a love that was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee- with a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven coveted her and me."
Rodger just gave her a weird look, not understanding single word she just said "What the hell?"
Her smile shifted into a glare "Wrong answer." In a flash she pulled out two guns and opened fire she shot him dead.
The Dominatrix walked over to him as he sat there dying rummaging through his pockets seeing there was still some life in him she moved toward his ear "Where is the stone?" She whispered.
"It's-" Rodger struggled to breathe "It's in my damn pocket."
The Dominatrix took out her hand holding something she opened her fist and smiled showing him a simple rock "No, no its not."
Rodger started laughing "That fucking bastard he stole it from me."
"Who?" The Dominatrix asked cheerfully
"Jeremy Gilbert."
Meanwhile…
I was in the back truck of the car I heard rocking outside I really don't understand how I got into this situation it was supposed to be vacation in New Orleans I didn't know vampires and witches were here. Nor do I understand why no one told me just then the car stopped.
My heart was pounding I didn't know why but since I woke up in that hotel room with a really bad hangover I'm pretty sure I lost my hunter powers. Which let me tell you that really, really sucks. Just then two vampires thrust the trunk open they grabbed Jeremy and made him walk through the swamp "Listen guys you don't want to do this I'm nobody!"
One of the vampires rolled his eyes irritated by my begging "That's why we can do this dipshit. Okay this is far enough gators can eat his body."
They forced me down on my knees "Listen I don't anything I swear!"
I heard a gun cocking and then a bang what the hell happened last night and why on God's green earth did I have to come here to New Orleans?
My name is Jeremy Gilbert and if are assuring yourself that I'm alive because I'm tell this story your dead wrong.
My body landed head first into the muddy water slowly sinking of all the ways I could go out I never expected it to be like this...