Charles looked towards the silent girl in the backseat; he couldn't believe it had been 6 years since he 'collected' her. She was his slave and blood bag, he didn't really care about her after all she was human. Charles was a collector; he spent his entire existence of being a vampire collecting extraordinary humans and selling them as slaves to powerful Vampires. His favourite collection was Katerina Patrova, but doppelgängers could not even be compared to what he had now. In the early days Klaus and his younger brother Kol were his best customers, since then every 100 years he'd return to them with his latest merchandise. But this one wasn't for sale, she was his and no-one could take her.

"Now Kitty, when we arrive you are to be on your best behaviour" She bolted her face down, she hated it when he called her that. She pressed her lips together as usual and let him continue, but he was bored and felt like making her suffer.

He parked outside his old friend's mansion and whistled for Klaus. The girl sat silent as she stared out of the window and admired the woodland, she knew she belonged there. Charles got out of the car and shook hands with his old buddy; he then turned towards the car and let the poor girl out. She was noticeably uncomfortable, which was understandable for what she was wearing. Klaus was astonished at her rare beauty, but noticed how frail and sickly she looked. Scars over her soft olive skin were noticeable, but only to a vampire.

"So…is this your merchandise?"

"Oh no. Out of business currently, this one's all for myself aren't you doll?" He reached forward and pinched her cheeks. She looked at him with a cold look, as she did so the hot summer air became freezing and clouds began to gather. Klaus re-entered his house, but Charles dragged her back to the car.

"No! Please…" But it was all in vein; he threw her into the trunk of his car

"What have I told you about doing that?" and then walked back to the house. She felt like she'd been in there for hours and began to cry to herself; momentarily she began to hear the tapping of raindrops on the metal of the car. She hated closed spaces, she belonged in the open.

Elijah parked next to the car and sighed, he despised Charles. As he pulled out an umbrella he heard the faint whimpering of someone in the car, he walked closer and realized someone was in the boot.

"Is anyone in there?" He noticed the boot was locked with a padlock, but no-one answered, he tapped on the metal. A faint heartbeat began to race; he knew someone was in there. He ripped the locked and flipped the boot open; his eyes caught the shadowed face of a shivering young girl. Lifting her out he began to hate Charles even more, she was petite with bagged eyes, but there was a great beauty under the suffering.

"What is your name?" He removed his jacket and wrapped it around her bare shoulders; she pressed her lips together and looked behind her.

"M-my n-name is…Emily" Her eyes bolted down at the floor

"Emily…That's a nice name" She smiled uncontrollably "What?"

"I'm sorry…It's just that no-one called me by my proper name in such a long time" Elijah stood back in shock, he wrapped his arm around her and led her inside. "Thank you" Her smile warmed his heart, he looked into her eyes- Dark brown with a ring of purple around her pupils, he'd never seen anything more beautiful.

Leading her through the door Charles confronted him immediately.

"What have I told you about interfering with my business" Elijah scowled at him as he passed Emily to one of the servants.

"It's different when you bring it to our home…As long as you're here there will be no business of yours" Charles snarled and gave him and Emily a cold look

"I will take her up to my room" He grabbed her arm and dragged her up the stairs, Elijah watched angrily as he watched the girl not even struggle.

Emily's face stung from the slap, she sat helplessly in the corner whispering.

"I told you to behave yourself!" He paced angrily around the room trying to think of a punishment "What am I going to do with you huh? Kitty I've taken care of you since you were 13!"

She looked down at the floor "You wouldn't have had to if you didn't kill my mum!" She regretted her words straight away; she bit her lip as he pulled her up by her hair, his eyes veined and he bit into her neck. Tears poured down her face and he drank from her.

"I would kill you…but your so god damn tasty" He threw her to the ground and walked out of the room. Returning to the corner she curled up and cried heavily to sleep, she wished she had her old life back.

Elijah lay in his bed that night thinking about his encounter with Emily, why did Charles have her? There was something defiantly different about her but he couldn't put his finger on it. He remembered her smile and the feeling he got when helping her out of the car, he'd never felt so good in his life. Determined, he got out of bed and visited his brother in the room next door. To his surprise Klaus was also sitting in silence and was in deep thought.

"Brother…" Elijah spoke quietly

"There's something different about that girl" Klaus interrupted and looked toward him "There's something about her…that makes me want to…"

"Save her" The two brothers looked towards each other, but remained silent. They had to figure out what Charles wanted from her, but without him knowing.