They all stared at Grace in disbelief. A hundred questions running through their minds. Grace brought her hands to her face and cried softly, silent tears streaming down her face. This is the one thing she didn't want people to know about her. Her tribrid side. When Kol was about to go hug Grace, Esther went over to her instead. Wrapping one arm around her shoulders and and one hand behind her head.
"It's all right dear y-"
"No!" Grace yelled stepping a good two feet back. "It's not ok. Don't you understand." Angry tears began to stream down her face. "I've been treated like an out cast all of my life. I've gone from pack to pack, tribe to tribe. and They all've rejected me!" Her voice broke as she was speaking. "Even the vampires, who used to be my friends have turned against me." Grace wore a look of pure disgust on her face, Strands of her brown hair falling in her face. "And you," her attitude went from sad to pissed in less then a second. "You did this to me," Her hands balled into fists at her sides. "I'm out of here." Grace turned around waving her hand backwards. When Kol took a step towards Grace, she turned stopped and looked over her shoulder, pity in her eyes, "Don't... just, don't..." with that she walked away.
Once Grace was out side, she ran. running as fast as he legs would take her. She ran to the Grill, black converse squeaking against the floor. She walked over to the bar and sat on one of the stools. The bar tender set a glass of brandy in front of her.
Just as she was about to wrap her hand around the glass, it was gone. She looked to her right and there was damon Salvitor, her cup of brandy in hand. She lunged at him and pinned him down backwards on the bar top, holding him down with her fore arm. She took the cup out of his hand and drained it. The scowled in his face, she whispered between clenched teeth, "No one touches my brandy. Then she let him go, and walked away, hips swinging with each step.
A few hours later (after the bar incident) Grace was up in a tree. On leg on the Branch the other one dangling, The black hightop laces undone and swaying with the movement of the shoe.
"Grace!" The girl in the tree sat up from her position, leaning against the trunk. When she realized it was only Kol she relaxed.
"Go away Kol!" Grace shouted back, and with in seconds Kol was at the base of the tree she was in. She was a good 20 feet about him, about 26 feet from the ground.
"Grace get down here."
"No," Grace said stubbornly turning her head to the side and crossing her arms.
Kol laughed under his breathed and looked back up at her, when e was about to say something the whole original family was at the base of her favorite tree. "Come down Grace," Kol said looking at his family, who were looking backing at him.
"Only if you can catch me," came a very sing-song voice that belonged to Grace. They all looked up and she wasn't on the branch that she use to be on.
"Damn it," Kol said punching the.
"Come and find me!" came a very childish voice followed by a giggle.
"Split up, and if you find her get her down," he whispered to them. They all clapped their hands in the middle and said "break."
Then all ran, trying to find Grace. She was up in a tree right were Klaus was walking. 'Let's make this interesting,' Grace whispered under her breath, she knew they could hear her. 'If i find you first,' she broke a branch and moved to the next tree, 'I get to stake you.' Grace had a evil grin on his face.
"And if we find you?" Elijah's voice rang through the forest.
'You probably wont. But if by that off chance you catch me, I'll show you what I'm capable of.'
"Sounds fair," Klaus yelled below Grace. He made the stupid mistake of stoping directly under her. She had the stick at the ready, about to jump off the branch she was on. Then Klaus looked up.