Chapter 4: A Ripper named Violet
Klaus sat in Rousseau's with a glass of Bourbon. He watched Cami bartend before looking around. It was different not having the vampires around, a lot more quite than usual. He took a drink, pondering every question that came into his mind.
"Hey Cami, can I have a glass to split the Bourbon with him? That's if he wants to share"
He turned his head to notice Violet standing there. She offered him a smile and took the stool next to him. He grinned at her and poured her the drink into the glass Cami gave her.
"How did you manage to sneak into the city?"
"Well you know me, a rule cannot stop me. The werewolf outside didn't put up much of a fight; I think the heart extraction provided good entertainment. Don't tell Marcel I'm here"
Klaus laughed while she drown her shot. "You were always fun when you were drinking or killing…How are you holding up? I know that Finn's spell did a little more damage to you than anyone else, I wonder why that is"
She slammed the glass onto the bar, he struck a nerve. It didn't seem like much but Violet knew her past histories were nothing to brag about. Violet did blame Klaus for the way she is and was…She snapped every couple of years.
New Orleans, 1846. The ballroom was packed with dancers. Elijah danced with Lily Ann and they sparkled together. It was a rare moment that Violet saw him at peace and happy. Marcel and Rebekah, as usual, were glued together spinning and twirling. Klaus danced with a blonde; at least it looked like he was dancing. She could smell the blood. Violet sat at their table and drank the champagne that was brought. She never danced before and she wasn't sure she'd be able to handle herself as a new vampire. The song changed and Elijah plus his date came back to the table.
"And why are you not dancing?" He took a glass of champagne and turned to her.
"No one has asked me. I'm actually okay watching you all. Rebekah looks beautiful and you and Klaus look handsome as ever. You too Lily Ann" She tipped her glass at them.
In all honesty she was scared. If she attacked someone it could give them all away or even result in her death. The Originals intimidated her and she was afraid that one wrong move could be the end of her. Elijah did the same and began to talk with Lily Ann. The conversation ended when Klaus came over to the table.
"Well it looks like you two should have the night to yourselves" Klaus slid into the booth as Violet moved over for him.
Lily Ann looked at him before turning to Elijah. The witches weren't too fond of him as she tried to keep her distance from him at all times. He escorted out of the booth and they moved through the crowd on the dance floor.
"They sure left in a hurry and I can't imagine why" He grabbed the last drink that was at the table.
"Your sister looks beautiful tonight. That dress suits her perfectly, don't you think so?"
"She does look stunning doesn't she? I'd prefer her to have a different date but she did choose Marcellus. What about you, no one suits you?"
Violet shrugged and sipped her drink. When he turned to her, she noticed the little patch of blood in the corner of his left lip. She reached for a napkin and handed it to him. He laughed and wiped it slowly.
"So you caught me out there, didn't you?"
"And you compelled her so that situation only happened between you and her. I'd love to get a drink if you know what I mean"
He cocked his head. "Didn't Marcel let you feed before we came?"
She nodded her head looking at the couple. "Yeah but I'm still hungry. I'm always like this"
"So enlighten me and tell me what you have been doing all these years? Oh, that's right; you broke the Moonstone curse and finally became a hybrid. Then Mikael decided to show up, you got werewolf girl pregnant and stole the city"
"If you want to play that game, last I heard you were in a relationship with a Crescent werewolf. Then you ran before you could have any consequence of your actions. You slipped into your ripper ways a couple of times and ran back here when Thierry called"
He held out his glass and she poured herself another one. They cheered to each other and took the shot. Violet licked her lips before turning to him.
"How is the baby by the way? Isn't it a she?"
He glared at her, now she struck a nerve. He ripped the bottle away from her pouring himself another. He didn't understand exactly why she was there; maybe Marcel had sent her as a distraction.
"Did you come running down here on command or was it voluntary? You know that Marcel will never fall for you, it will be a matter of time before you come running back into my arms…Just like the first time because face the facts. He abandoned you once and he could do it again"
"Easy love, if you keep drinking, you'll rip her head off"
Violet held the same woman Klaus was feeding from earlier and she was drinking vigorously. They stood out back behind the building so they would be alone. The blood began running down her chin and Klaus stepped over to stop her. She huffed when he pulled the body away.
"How unfortunate, a dead body on our hands. Well there's plenty of more from where she came from. Follow me down to the river, we'll dispose of her there"
So maybe Klaus had a different way to teaching her feeding than Marcel. He only allowed one human every once in a while, Klaus gave her what she wanted. As many people as she liked until she become full. Violet enjoyed killing two others on their way down…Klaus enjoyed watching every moment of it. He didn't really have a motive for it, but in a sense he did. Marcel paid all of his attention to Rebekah and rarely looked to Violet, she was just a lost soul. If he took her in, it was almost like a win situation. He hated him being with his sister and Marcel would hate her being with Klaus.
"Thank you for taking me out here, I thought I was going to die in there"
"Anytime Violet…Whenever you need something, come to me and not him"
With that, she nodded and watched as he dumped the bodies in the river.
"You know, the city sure is beautiful. I remember the days when everything was new. Everyone's relationship, you being new to vampirism. I know you're struggling with your blood lust again, I see it in your eyes"
She nodded quietly thinking back to the days when she first turned. Violet took her last drink and got up from the stool. The bar door opened and in walked a werewolf. The look on his face meant that he found the dead one outside. Their eyes met and Violet whispered something to Klaus. He turned around to look as she back away towards the back entrance.
"Be careful Violet, you never know when we may attack. By the way, how is Marcel? I heard Elijah was going to pay him a visit"
She blinked and knew the threat that was underlying in the message. She vanished out of sight and the wolf followed before Klaus stopped him. They would get the message soon enough.