A/N: We are slowly making our way to present day! It will be most likely with in the next two chapters.
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New Orleans 1903
I was walking down the streets of the French quarter when someone of vampire speed dragged me in to an alley. Before I am able to really get pissed, a voice speaks "It seems I have found you again, my little bird. We really aught to stop meeting like this"
"And who's fault is that?" I say with a smile. "I've missed you, Nik" I reach my hands around his neck to hug him close to me. I can feel him burry his face in the crook of my neck.
"I have missed you too. What are you doing here in my fine city?"
"Oh, you're city? I know I have only been here for a couple of days but who died and made you king?"
"Only those who stood in my way" He says with a smirk
"Ever the conquer. So what does a girl have to do to get a royal tour?"
"Agree to dinner"
"Done. Keep it to local culture. I'm here to experience something new" I say with a childish smile.
"How is that going?" He asks as we start our tour.
"Good actually! This city is beautiful. It's full of colors and life. It's different from everywhere I've been, but there are many places I haven't been to yet"
"How is your sister?"
"Still alive, thank you"
"Is she your only family?"
"I have two brothers by blood that I haven't spoken to since I was human"
"You make it sound like they are still alive"
"Oh, they are. They're vampires like me, but they don't even know I'm still among the living"
"May I ask why?"
"Fear"
"Fear?"
"Yes. I haven't sought them out because I am scared of how they will react to me being a vampire"
"You do understand that they are the same?"
"But it's not the same. My brothers were men when they died. Society dictated that they were to deal with war, death, and the horrors of life. Yet I was a lady, just barely a coming of age when I died. I'm their little sister. My oldest brother, Damon, is the one I'm worried about most. My parents were in my life but it was Damon who would spend dark and stormy nights telling me stories so I wouldn't be scared. He was the one I would tell my secrets and fears to. I remember how intimidating he would behave with any boy who gave me a second look. Stefan was always the golden child. He was the good brother who always wanted the best for me. But Damon was the one who taught me to chance life, to strive to truly enjoy it. How do you tell someone who always viewed you as this innocent perfection that you enjoy ripping into throats and bathing in the blood of people who pissed you off? I don't have an answer for that so I haven't tainted that old memory of me"
"Even the sweetest princesses can grow up to be powerful feared queens. They loved their innocent little sister, yes. But I would also bet they would love the noble and cunning woman that stands before me"
"Is that really how you see me?" I ask astonished that I have earned his respect.
"Yes. You are extraordinary. You are a perfect balance of the good and the bad. It's intriguing"
"What do you mean?"
"You cunning. You know how to maneuver people to get what you want. Yet you are honorable about it. You stick to your moral code"
"I'm not a saint. I kill people"
"True. But you have a line in the sand that you wont ever cross. You don't hurt children and I've seen you go out of your way to feed on those who hurt others"
"Yes but I'm still not seeing your point" We have stopped walking at this point.
"My point is that you like the darkness but you kept the light that was yours as a human. You see the good in people. You love freely those who you deem worthy. Many who probably don't deserve to be reminded of what it's like to have someone who chooses to care about them despite what they have done"
"I love those I find worthy," I say pointing out what he told me.
"Do you find me worthy?" He asks quietly.
"Yes" I whisper as I kiss him.
