Summary:

It has been over a thousand years since Juliet Ambrosia had last seen her one true love; then again if it weren't for him, she wouldn't be the monster she was made to be. Nevertheless, once news reached her ears that vampires were at war – fighting to kill one of the Original Vampires so their sire line could rule, Juliet decided it was time to reveal her existence to protect her sire line; Klaus. Secrets come to light and a love reignites but will it last long?

Disclaimer:
I do not own any character from CW's The Original, nor the story line of vampires fighting for 'strongest sire line'. I do however own Juliet Ambrosia and any plot that involves her. Please have respect and do not, under any circumstance, take or plagiarize my work for I have worked hard to write this fanfiction.


The Axeman's Letter - Part 2

Upon leaving the perfume shop, Juliet could hear Klaus's pleas and demands coming from the building; demands the woman happily ignored as she created more distance between the building and herself. Not even he would be able to stop what was to come. Now that she was exposed, the woman knew it was only a matter of time before the rest of the Mikaelson family caught wind of her existence. And if there was one sibling that she was excited to see, it was Rebekah; they had shared a bond.

When she first met the Mikaelsons, it was through Rebekah who approached the girl with a smile in their small village. They were approximately the same age, and in the village, they were the only two girls of the shared age. The Mikaelson family moved in at the most appropriate time for Juliet; after her mother died of an incurable illness. She had been heartbroken but the Mikaelsons helped heal her pain for a time – especially Elijah. It was Rebekah who introduced Juliet to Elijah. Throughout the years, Juliet harbored a grudge against Rebekah for cursing her – for introducing herself and leading Juliet to where she ended up.

But the grudge dissipated as time went on and Juliet began missing her best friend. It was Rebekah who Juliet really kept the most tabs on. It pained the woman whenever Klaus decided to stake his sister out of revenge from Rebekah protecting or looking out for herself.

Now, it was Rebekah who needed her the most as she was nowhere to be found. Juliet worried about the vampire's location, knowing wherever Rebekah laid was probably not a safe or appropriate place for her. During moments of high stress, Juliet resorted to burying herself in a novel, letting her mind escape from reality for a time until she was ready to jump back into the harsh realities she called her life; it was off to the library of New Orleans.

Since she was a little girl, Juliet spoke of stories and read the limited number of short novels offered to her. As the years rolled on and books became published, Juliet grew her own collection in every home she had owned. But the largest collection of novels the woman held was in her cabin in Maine; with an entire room dedicated to worlds far from her own. Juliet had grown accustomed to the large libraries in each town she would venture to, however New Orleans library became one of her favorites as it carried many novels which held her interest. She had lived a thousand lives – not just existing long enough, but because of the countless of books she had read. To pass the time of eternity, Juliet was a very famous author and gained her fortune that way. Though under an assumed name, Juliet donates all the money she receives from her novels to charities knowing they could do better with the funds than she ever could. Not like she needed the money in the first place; all she had to do was simply compel her way into whatever she wanted or use her powers to gain it.

As her fingers brushed against the soft and smooth bindings through the row of books she was undecided to read, she paused. Her heightened sense of hearing came in handy whenever she was alone; someone had appeared suddenly behind her. Not just anyone. The woman knew the two would eventually need to speak about the events that had taken place; in the past and currently. Juliet knew Elijah would have questions about how she was still alive, why she hadn't told him and where his brother was; all questions Juliet would rather not answer but continue with her plan.

"You are exactly how I pictured you'd look if you were still alive." Her eyes rolled at his comment, his voice showing obvious surprise. She tilted her head backward as her eyes closed, her dark hair falling behind her – her way of keeping her cool. She knew if her emotions grew overwhelmingly in a single moment, her powers would begin to affect her surroundings. Inhaling a deep breath, Juliet finally turned to look at Elijah – her dark eyes piercing with hatred. He could see the fire behind tem; the grudge held against him.

"Jules…"

"Don't call me that," Juliet spoke softly. "You lost your privilege to treat me like your equal when you left me for dead." The hurt in his face proved to the woman he truly was sorrowful for his actions; pained by it all these years. It made her happy to know that he was in pain from what he had done, but she wanted him to feel more. She wanted him to feel what it was like to be left for dead by someone he loved; someone he trusted.

"Is that what you think I did?" he spoke, his expression showing even more surprise with a hint of bewilderment. Immediately the woman could feel her anger rise; her heart pumping harder as her breathing began to accelerate. "Juliet, I didn't think you'd survive such an attack."

"Apparently your brother did." There was no sense in hiding the truth; Klaus had been the one to turn Juliet into a vampire; she had revealed that fact previously when she helped abduct her sire. However, no one knew about the heroic act Klaus had done to ensure Juliet would die comfortably. "Klaus had heard my screams after you and Rebekah had run away. He distracted the werewolves long enough to find me mauled almost to the point of death." As she spoke, Elijah's eyes began tearing up – his mistake coming back to haunt him. For her to ignore his foolish attempts in making her feel sorry for him, Juliet walked to the library window – gazing out into the night. "Klaus cradled me in his lap, his tears falling on my face as he continued to cry for his brother's lover's obvious fate. He begged for me to hold on so you would not be lonely but I was getting cold and could no longer feel my legs." Juliet continued with her story – leaving out a few details. "It was hard to breath and I could feel death's cool breath on my neck. It was then when the werewolves came back; three of them. Klaus fought them off but had gained bruises from their teeth; and when he returned to hold me, some of his blood dripped in my mouth. I don't remember much after that – only when I woke up alone and cold. All my lacerations were healed but I thirsted for one thing; blood. It was then when I knew what had happened; I was like the Mikaelson family. I was destined for a life of monstrosity, deceit and pain. You had your family, Elijah. But I had no one." Juliet turned to look at Elijah; obvious tears spilled across his cheeks as he listened to her story.

"I am so s-"

"Don't say it," Juliet interrupted him, her voice soft and low. Her arms wrapped around herself, the woman didn't move but stared at the man. It had been a very long time since Juliet was in such proximity to the man. He had grown. And though vampires didn't age, she could see that Elijah had aged in maturity. "Your apologies are a thousand years unwanted."

Once Juliet made it clear to Elijah she would rather drown in a pit of boiling lava than continue to be graced with his presence, the man left without a word. He had tried desperately to apologize for the mistakes he had made a millennium ago, but the woman wouldn't hear it. She couldn't bear to stand the thought that Elijah was simply providing his sorrow because she was suddenly in his life once again; nor was she looking for his sympathies or sadness. It had been too long since the incident and Juliet had continued living her life of solitude and accepted it.

The library was silent as the only other being inside the building was the working librarian who worked late because of Juliet's compulsion. The woman's eyes followed each word page by page, taking her mind into a realm she would rather stay in thousands of light years away from New Orleans; a life of a homicide detective working a case of Santa Maria cult killings. It was the third time she had read the novel, but she noticed she picked up new plot twists and perks from the first time she had read it.

Again, Juliet's enhanced hearing picked up the distinct wail of wind only those with specific auditive gifts could pick up. It seemed the woman had lost track of time as her eyes gazed over to the large windows, showing the white moon brightly shining over the beautiful city. From where she was, she could see the tops of the tall trees before the bright lights of the city while the night creatures (both supernatural and human) roamed New Orleans, festivities carrying on. In her hand laid the mystery novel she had escaped into, closing as her eyes averted to the man. Elijah looked worried, curious and angry. Because of this, Juliet couldn't help but smirk; her plan was working.

"Honestly, I didn't think it would take her this long to tell him," the woman confessed as she placed the book on the side table to her left. "Nevertheless, I'm guessing Klaus now knows and is not quite fond of his brother for setting his destructive course."

"How did you know about that?" Elijah asked aggressively, taking a few steps toward the woman. Juliet was pleased her plan was unraveling – everything she knew would happen unfolding in front of her. Elijah would be kicked away from the Mikaelson Manor for the time being, giving Klaus enough time to cool off from the new piece of information regarding his brother and Aurora's sudden hatred for the Hybrid many years ago.

Getting to her feet, Juliet lightly placed the palm of her hand against her chest, sarcastically looking hurt. "Did you think I would not have kept tabs on the man who turned me into the monster that I am?" the woman inquired, feeling a bit as if Elijah underestimated her. "I learned well from the Mikaelsons, Elijah." Her words made the man visibly uncomfortable however he quickly hid it with the blink of an eye. "You might think you have the upper hand here, but the reality is I do. I know everything about Mikaelson siblings and I know exactly what to do to push buttons, so please Elijah, give me a reason to push yours."

He didn't. He stood where he was staring at the woman daring him to give her a reason to finally retaliate, but he knew this fight was to be fought another day. If she knew exactly what was happening, then maybe she could be of some assistance in their fight. "Would it be a lost cause if I asked for your help in this prophecy? In protecting us and your creator – until the threat is destroyed?" His question took her back; normally the prey didn't ask for the help of their superiors. Then again, when pushed back against a wall, there's no telling what one would do in order to survive.

Her plan when visiting New Orleans hadn't been to team up with the Mikaelson family, however it did give leverage to execute her long-term plan. Folding her arms across her chest, Juliet gave a shrug. "As long as you understand this is to protect Niklaus, and only him. I couldn't care less if you were to die." Elijah offered the woman a nod before he disappeared out of the library. As he left, Juliet walked to the large window overlooking the active city. Juliet Ambrosia working with the Mikaelsons to stop a prophecy she knew the end to; what a coincidence.


Author's Note:

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