Hayley clung to Hope. Swaying her back and forth in her arms, as she looked down below to the city, that was alive and vibrant. Jazz music playing heavily in the distance as she moved in sync with the beat. She tried her best to keep a good face about the impending earth shattering doom that was approaching. She was really afraid and nothing Jackson said could lull her fears. She wasn't Hope. You couldn't just rub her back and rock her to soothe her worries. Hayley was a hard nut to crack. Jackson didn't understand. He was great, but not what she needed at this moment.
Hayley took another sip of alcohol as she listened to the loud music play around her. Everyone was happy and she felt great. Her parents would be pissed if they caught her sneaking back in drunk, but even that didn't scare her. Her and her friends were out on the lake having a good time. Then she saw him. He was tall, lean, and incredibly sexy, and she wanted him. She smiled a bit and then shyly looked away. He fell right for it and came over. "Having a good time?" He said, sitting down beside her. His breath was full of alcohol and he was obviously intoxicated. She felt a kind of rush from it. "Yeah. I guess so." Hayley shrugged. He tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear and kept his hand on her face, gently caressing her. "How about now?" He asked, inching closer to her face. "Don't you want to know my name first?" She said, right as his lips touched hers. He kissed her roughly and long. Not giving her time to keep up. His hands were on her body. "Ow!" Hayley yelped, pulling away after mashed her breast under his palm. He looked confused, but that didn't stop him for long. He was back kissing her and now he was on top of her. Shoving his hand up skirt and tearing at her panties. "Get off me!" Hayley yelled, as she pounded on his chest. He raised his hand high slapping her so hard in her face, her world spinned. A friend of Hayley's ran over immediately grabbing him off her. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Her friend shouted at him. The guy pushed him back causing him to trip over some net on the boat. "Mind your damn business! This doesn't concern you. The slut was asking for it." Hayley didn't remember what happened next. When she looked the guy who was just assaulting her was collapsed on the boat, while she stood there holding a broken beer bottle. He dropped the bottle. Her mind swirling as the images flashed back to her. She saw herself standing, then grabbing the bottle, and with so much adrenaline flowing through her she bashed his head in."Hayley what did you do? Is he dead?! Oh my God. He's dead!"
Klaus had been adamantly looking into his "new neighbor". Cora Beaumont, was her name. He found many Beaumonts from Louisiana and a few in the surrounding areas, but no record of her. She was either using an alias or didn't exist up until a few weeks ago. The latter wasn't plausible. He'd discovered Ms. Beaumont had bought a nightclub that just opened last week. He found himself more intrigued as ever and decided to visit tonight. He was staring across the way and saw Hayley, she was standing out on the balcony rocking a sleepy Hope. In that second he wanted nothing more than to go over there to them, but restrained himself from doing so. What silly thoughts he was having tonight? When did he ever wanted to comfort the mother of his child? How bizarre of him? There was nothing going on between them. He felt nothing more for her than she did for him. He watched for a several more minutes and then she turned and headed inside. His guess was to put Hope to bed. He turned and got ready to leave.
The nightclub was on the edge of town, from the outside the place looked like a hole in the wall and Klaus wasn't the least bit impressed. Klaus walked to the entrance when a enormous man stepped in front of him, halting his access into the club. Klaus was amused, but he really wasn't in the mood for such antics. "Do you really need me to show you who I am?" Klaus said, ready to attack first and let him answer last. Another guy came out, he was not as big but he was far more threatening. "Let him pass. He's with us." The guy said blankly. Klaus smiled as the bouncer stepped out his way. Klaus walked inside. It was pitch black at first, with only some small wall lights aligning their path. The guy who helped him get in was just in front of him, but wasn't saying a word. "So mate, who's this "us" I'm supposedly with?" Klaus questioned, waiting for a response. The guy stayed silent for the rest of the way. He brought Klaus out on to main floor and it was a complete contrast from the exterior. It was packed and extremely vivacious. The dance floor was filled with warm bodies moving across the floor in rhythm with the beat of the music playing. Klaus was too distracted by the atmosphere to noticed his little silent friend had disappeared. Klaus scoped the place as he made his way to the bar. Not knowing what he was actually here for. Then he saw her. Her body moving in beat with the song playing as her hair bounced around her. Another girl was beside her, dancing around and on her. He had to admit they were both exquisite. When the music slowed she looked his way, still dancing with her friend. Their eyes locked and he fell into some sort of stupor. What was she doing to him? She smiled as if his thoughts were on display and she could so easily read them. Metal sprinklers popped from the ceiling above, breaking their locked gaze and catching his attention. Sirens started going off catching other people's attention as well. Some were more enthused than others. Heading straight out to the floor. When the sirens ended a shower of liquid came shooting out. A drop fell on Klaus' face and with his index finger he wiped it. It was red. He brought it to his nose and then licked his finger. Shockingly it was blood. A shower of blood poured down and a majority of the dancers raised their heads, holding them back with their mouths wide open letting the blood enter their mouths. Klaus was astonished at what he was seeing. Then he noticed the large amount of glowing eyes. "Surprising, huh?" Klaus' turned to face the voice that had just spoke. He didn't even hear when she came up. It was the dancer from the floor. She now sat beside him on a stool taking a shot. "So what is this? You have beast and vampires cooperatively partying together?" Klaus said eying a wolf and a vampire dancing coquettishly. "Me? Why are you assuming I'm the one responsible?" She asked taking another shot. "Maybe because you're Cora Beaumont. Owner, witch, and the one who's going to explain exactly what she's doing in New Orleans?" Klaus said waiting for her to deny it, as he looked her over. She was obviously trying to mislead him for some reason. "Wow. I'm impressed. You did your homework. What do you want to know Mr. Mikaelson?" She looked at him without so much as a hesitation. She wasn't intimidated at all by him. She seemed more intrigued than anything. Klaus liked that. "What do you want with Hayley and my child?" Klaus cut the small talk and went straight for what he had to know. Cora laughed. "You think I'm here for a infant?" He was genuinely perplexed. "What is it that you do want then?" Cora stared at him and sighed. "I already got what I want. Now I'm just here to patiently wait." She didn't trust him, but she knew she would need him. He wasn't ready though. She could see that. "You mean Hayley? What do you want with her?" His eye had gone cold and hard. He must know so he could keep her safe. He didn't trust this witch. She was holding stuff back from him, obviously not trusting Klaus. Well the feeling was mutual. "Why is that your concern? She can't stand you. Plus you're not Hayley's keeper. She's a big girl and she can handle herself." Cora said evasively. Klaus was going weary of her and her tiresome games. "She's the mother of my child. I have right to know if you're putting her in harm's way." Klaus stated. He held back from showing any sort of emotion. Anything she could use as a way of getting to him. He could feel her trying to probe his mind or get a sense his feelings. Trying to latch on to something viable to feed off of. "How sweet of you to care for a woman you had cursed for months. If Hayley wants to tell you what we have going on, then that's up to Hayley. I won't stop her. We have a mutual beneficial relationship. Unlike you and her." Cora smirked, she stood and walked over to large group of people standing ten feet away. Klaus hadn't noticed them before, but now he could see they had been watching them the entire time. That made him on edge and no longer trusting his surrounding. He stood and walked right past them, not stopping once. Something just wasn't right about this place. He needed to leave. Just as he was walking a earsplitting scream came from the middle of the dancefloor. He frozen his place and looked as did everyone else. A girl was collapsed on the floor her neck was puncture seeping blood, but that's not the only place she was bleeding from. Her large intestines were torn from her abdomen, as well as everything else in that general area. Spread out around her, with the flesh of her stomach flapped opened. Klaus was lost in his thoughts at the sight of mutilation that happened so promptly. He watched as Cora walked up to the girl looking her over. "Search the grounds!" She screamed. Men hidden deep beneath the shadows of every corner went sprinting in every direction. Klaus took one last glimpse at the girl and then Cora and left.
He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened at the club. The girl gutted like fish and the disconcerting look Cora had upon her face. Something wasn't right. He sat with a drink in his hand trying to put the pieces together when she appeared before him. "I think we should talk." Klaus stared up at very concerned Hayley. She was holding an unconscious Hope, who was bound tightly within a soft pink wool blanket. Klaus hadn't felt such a relief to see someone as much he did now. "Yes. Let us talk."