To say that I'm an impulsive bitch half the time and a cunning bitch the other half is incredibly correct. It's foolish for someone as powerful and old as me to give it all up because she cares too much, and I know that. I like the fear that people so obviously feel when I'm in the same room as them. No, I love it.
However, I'm one thousand and nineteen, and get lonely. I still feel everything and I remember everything that's happened to me since I was four. Things still hurt me, and sometimes even living is difficult.
When I develop feelings for someone, I either ignore them or I let myself fall hard. With Will, I'm not too sure what I'm going to do. He is everything I once wanted to be, but he is fragile and so incredibly human. I could break him in half without trying.
I might not know what to do, but that didn't stop me from spending a day and a half in bed with him. When I say in bed, I don't mean getting comfortable, wrapping ourselves in blankets, and then watching re-runs of Law and Order: SVU. I mean we had sex multiple times.
If I'm going to be entirely honest, the only reason we're not still going at it is because my room is starting to smell like sex, and soon Klaus will find out. When he does find out, he's either not going to care or get very angry. I don't really want to take my chances.
Will and I had showered together, and after almost having shower-sex, we actually did have a proper shower together. In fact, we just finished making out, and I think it's time to leave this room. Someone must've heard us by now, and they're going to get suspicious.
Thinking back on why we first started making out a day and a half ago makes me grin, which isn't the best thing because I've just washed my sheets and I'm going to get dinner now. It was an impulsive move on both our parts, actually. He was teasing me and we were play fighting, like little kids would. Then we did something that you'd hope most little kids don't know about.
"Thalia!" Klaus boomed, suddenly appearing in front of me. "Where is Hayley?! What did you do with her?!"
"I don't know where she is, but you need to chill," I said. "I'm sure she's just outside or something."
"She's missing, you foolish child!" Klaus screamed, slamming me against the wall and holding me up by my throat. "You were the only other one home! You were meant to look after her!"
Klaus dropped me, and Will was shoved into the room by a furious Elijah. He was shaking, and his face was cut and bruised. I shoved Klaus away and moved to Will's side, making sure he was alright.
Elijah had punched Will pretty hard, and I'm honestly surprised that his nose isn't bleeding. His eyebrow has a cut on it though, and there's a bruise on his jaw. I bit into my wrist and let Will drink a few drops. Then I turned back to the two Mikaelson brothers, and glared at them.
"What the actual hell?!" I snapped. "First of all, I stopped being a child while you were both still learning how to fight, and I'm smarter then you both so if I'm a fool then I don't want to know what you both are! Second, don't bring Will into this again, or I'll kick both your asses simultaneously!"
When Klaus stepped towards Will, I kicked him in the balls, and then punched Elijah in the face, just to show I was serious. Klaus went down, groaning in pain. Even as an immortal vampire, it still hurts to get kicked in the balls, especially when a fellow immortal vampire puts all their strength behind it.
"I warned you," I stated, leaning against a wall. "Don't try anything. Now, if she's not here, I think we should go to Marcel and see if he has her. After all, it's his empire that Klaus wants."
As Klaus got back up, I saw him glare at Will. There was a brief moment where I knew that Klaus was planning to kill Will, but he was smart enough to stop himself. If not, I would've actually kicked his ass.
"We must go immediately," Elijah insisted, becoming impatient. "Also, Thalia, if you ever punch me again, I'll break your warlocks' neck before you can blink. I give you my word on that. Now let's go."
Elijah and Klaus took off, leaving me with Will. I handed him the pizza company's flyer, kissed him, and then followed the two Original Assholes. One day I'm going to put a dagger in Klaus, and then kick Elijah's ass for thinking he can boss me around and act as if he's better then everyone.
Unsurprisingly, we ended up at the Compound, which was where Marcel once lived. We lived here once two, and we were a family when Klaus wasn't putting a dagger in Kol's heart. Klaus really hasn't changed much since then. I think he's a little more bloodthirsty though.
I can't wait for the day that I can show Klaus and Elijah that they're so much weaker then me. Both of them treat me like crap, which is surprising when it's the noble brother too. Only Kol and Rebekah ever treated me properly, and Finn did until we became vampires.
There was a time that each brother was in love with me, but not at the same time. I slept with Elijah once, but I fell in love with Klaus. I sure as hell won't make that mistake again, and if I ever do, I'll just walk away. Breaking my own heart is better then letting him have control over me.
As for the ever-noble Elijah, he just acted like he was better then me. I'm ready to do almost anything to stay ahead, and that makes me a bad person in his eyes. Because I'm not his sibling, he doesn't think I'm worth forgiving. I'm just some murderer who started as a kid and never stopped.
Without even discussing the plan, Klaus and Elijah entered the courtyard. Klaus walked behind the female vampire, who was still standing, and then snapped her neck. That silenced the room, and I was able to walk over to them without fighting anyone.
"Good evening!" Klaus announced. "I'd like a word."
"What do you think you're doing?" Marcel asked, clearly very annoyed.
"It appears that we've interrupted a collection of filthy amateurs!" Elijah exclaimed, glancing at me for a second. "We've come here for the girl. Give her to us, or we'll kill everyone here... starting with you."
"We were them once," I whispered, so only Elijah and Klaus could hear. "He clearly doesn't have her."
Elijah's words affected me more then they should've. I remember being a 'filthy amateur' as if it had only just been yesterday. I almost died because I was one of them. Then we became vampires, and I was an amateur all over again.
Also, it was clear that Marcel didn't have Hayley. If he did, his men would be attacking us right now. In fact, he wouldn't have even held this event. He would be hiding her, and wouldn't seem as calm and confident as he is. Marcel's a good liar, but you can tell when he has something to hide.
"You three got a lot of nerve, coming into my home and making demands," Marcel grumbled.
"The girl!" Elijah snapped. "I will not ask again."
Elijah's impatience was ruining my good mood. I wish I was at home, eating pizza and having a good time. Well, we'd probably be doing it on the couch or kitchen bench or something, but it'd still be fun.
"I assume you're talking about Hayley," Marcel stated. "Yay high, dark hair, bitchy attitude? Who is she anyway?"
"She's an old friend," Klaus informed Marcel, threateningly. "You know how sentimental I am about old friends."
"Well, I ain't got her. And before you start whining, I did pay her a little visit earlier tonight. I was feeling nostalgic, so I took a trip out to the plantation where I used to be a slave. And, imagine my surprise when I realized that the Original family of vampires had taken up residence. Your girl, Hayley, answered the door, we exchanged hellos, that was it. You don't believe me? Look around. Hell, I'll even help you find her. But the question that I'd ask is: if Hayley isn't here, then where is she?"
Marcel's Nightwalkers cleared out pretty quickly, apart from a few who still stuck around. I noticed that Marcel pulled out his phone before walking into another room. Hopefully he's calling someone who can help us find Hayley. A capable witch who Klaus won't happily kill maybe.
Seeing how I have a bit of spare time, I decided to use my shadows. Those vampires I'd been practising on where all killed by Klaus. It was a little harsh, if you ask me. They'd made pretty good company and weren't that bad when I'd kidnapped them. I made them nicer people too.
Klaus and Elijah took a seat as shadows rose out of the ground and began to twist around one of the pillars. I didn't intend for them to kill the plants, but they did. The vampire near there jumped back and left the room, muttering something about demons.
I then moved the shadows so they wrapped around my hand. It hurt other people when it happened to them, but not me. The shadows interested me, truthfully. When we get Hayley back, I'm going to convince Klaus to let me look at his mother's grimoires and then I'm going to find out more about this magic.
When I was a child, I sure as hell didn't have this specific type of magic. If I did, I would've known and wouldn't have been so surprised when I could use it after I first became a vampire. Although Esther so cruelly stripped me of the shadows, I wasn't angry. I wasn't in control and I killed people with them. That won't happen again.
Focusing on one of the roses near me, I let the shadows wrap around it. The rose began to wilt, but then I focused on the shadows binding with it. It came back to life, and when the shadows faded away, the rose was now black and the stem was an incredibly dark green.
"Shadow magic is dangerous," someone announced, as they entered the room.
Marcel walked in with a few other vampires and a witch, who I do believe is called Sabine. She was the one who spoke to me, so I shot her a grin. Surely she knows something about this, and maybe she knows enough to explain it to me.
"I haven't met a witch who can use shadows before," Marcel stated. "Now, I preferred you in that box, Elijah. However, Klaus is my sire and I always show respect to my elders. I'm going to grant you one locator spell, seeing how I control the witches in the Quarter. Sabina's the best guide here. Need to find someone? I guarantee, she's your girl."
As Marcel turned around to leave and go do his own thing, Klaus' facial expression very quickly turned to confusion. Once again, Klaus suspects that everything is going to be about him. He forgets that Marcel has a city to run. A city that was once Klaus'.
"Where are you going?" Klaus questioned.
"The sun's coming up soon," Marcel pointed out. "My nightwalkers need to get inside, and I've got a city to run. I'll leave you to track down your lost sheep."
"Can you find her?" Elijah asked, as Marcel walked off.
"I can try," Sabine said, sounding a little unsure. I'm surprised that Elijah didn't get angry and kill her for not being sure.
I listened for Marcel, and heard him in a few rooms over. I'm going to go and speak to him after Elijah and Klaus leave for the Bayou. They'll take a car, so if I want to, I'll easily be able to catch up with them just by using my heightened speed.
As I thought of what I was going to say to Marcel, Klaus cut his hand and let his blood drip onto a map. I didn't pay any attention to what they were doing, and instead pulling the rose off of the vine. The thorns on it were even longer and sharper now, which was interesting.
Sabine began to chant, and a soft breeze blew through the room. The blood moved to where Hayley was, which was deep in the Bayou. There's a pack of werewolves out there, and if they ever trigger the curse, they're stuck in wolf-form until the full moon, which is when they become human again.
Unlike the other Originals, I kept tabs on what was happening in New Orleans. Marcel might not entirely trust me, but he knows I don't want his empire. When he first took it for himself, I guided him. If that doesn't prove that I don't want it for a reason other than to piss off Klaus, then I don't know what does.
Klaus and Elijah walked out, without even bothering to tell me. I guess they were annoyed about me attacking them. Their loss, not mine. They'll just lose an incredibly good tracker and the best fighter of all of the Originals, including Mikael.
I wonder if Davina can sense when I use my magic? I doubt she can because Marcel hasn't come after me for it yet, and he hasn't told me to stop. He doesn't know, and that means his super witch doesn't either. Davina's nice, but unreasonably powerful for such a young girl.
"Thalia Ashwood, you're the most dangerous person in New Orleans right now," Sabine stated. "Apart from Davina, of course. Although, your powers will be equal soon. You should do some research on shadow magic. I was once told a story about how Esther bound yours, so you would stay a vampire."
Before I could say anything in return, Sabine muttered some words and then blew some kind of powder onto me. When I went to smell it, to see what it was, it didn't work. The Nightwalkers in the room all turned to stare at me, and one of their faces vamped-out.
"What have you done to me?!" I asked, furiously. "Where have my senses gone?! Answer me, witch!"
"I cannot bind your shadows, but I can make you half-human for five days without using a suspicious amount of magic," Sabine explained. "Kill me, and it may never wear off. Enjoy being human. You're less of a threat that way."
"Oh, you fool." A cold laugh left my lips, because if I'm even half-human, I'm a powerful witch. "Phesmatos superous em animi!"
Sabine dropped to her knees, clutching her head. She yelled in pain, and I smirked as she glared at me. Her nose started to bleed, so I stopped the spell before I could kill her. She'd learned her lesson.
As soon as Sabine ran out of the room, I followed her. I tried to use my heightened speed, but I stumbled over my feet and almost fell on my face. A frustrated sigh left my lips as I stormed out of the room, still carrying myself with the grace and pride I normally would.
When I exited the Compound, the sun was beginning to rise. A thin line hit me, and I took my hand off. When I put it in the sun, it still burned. That was bad because my hand caught on fire, but it was good because it meant I was still partially a vampire.
Then I realised that I had no way home, so I had to go back inside and explain what happened to Marcel. He laughed at me, and then agreed to let me stay. I almost kicked his ass, but then I remembered he has the advantage of super-strength, which I guarantee you I don't have right now.
I was sitting in one of his many rooms, with a glass of bourbon in my hand. I don't know what I'm expecting because I'll probably feel human pain for five whole days. The only good thing about this is that I'm a witch for those five days, and I'm a powerful one.
Even though I'd sent Will a text, telling him to come pick me up, I knew I'd be here for a while longer. That's why I have a glass of bourbon in my hand. Maybe if I knew what it had tasted like when I was human, then I wouldn't worry. Unfortunately for me, bourbon wasn't around that long ago.
Bringing the glass to my lips, I actually felt how cold it was. I took a sip of the bourbon and coughed. It was really strong, and burned my throat a little as it went down. Of course, I never had alcohol as a human, but this was so weird.
"Have you told Klaus yet?" Marcel questioned, surprising me and making me jump. "Sorry. I forgot that Sabine stole whatever's heightened in a vampire. You should probably tell Klaus about what happened or he'll snap you in two."
"And have him laugh about how weak I am?" I asked, bitterly. "Sabine stole my heightened everything, and now I'm vulnerable. If anyone who wants me dead hears about this before those five days are up, I'm screwed. I hate this!"
"Yeah, you're also a hormonal teenager," Will commented, surprising me by how early he got here. "You must be Marcel. I'm Will."
They shook hands, and I didn't miss the cunning look in Marcel's eyes. I got to my feet, and set the glass of bourbon down. Will must be used to the heat because he was wearing black skinny jeans and a black muscle-tee. He looked incredibly hot right now.
"You're Thalia's boyfriend, I've heard a bit about you," Marcel stated, causing Will and I both to blush. "Or maybe you're just in bed together. I suppose it's none of my business, really. You should both head home, and make sure that Thalia's safe, Will. She's a good friend of mine."
I smiled at Marcel, and then walked out of the room. As soon as I was out the door, I tripped over my own feet and fell on my face. Because I'd put my hands out to stop myself from falling, they were now red and tingling. I doubt they were as red as my face, though.
All Will did was laugh at me, and so did Marcel. I groaned in pain, attempting to wipe the pain off, onto my jeans. That was a big mistake because it made it hurt so much more. I've been so graceful and healed so fast over the past thousand years that I've forgotten what it's like to feel this kind of pain.
Seeing how doing nothing would do... Well, nothing, I decided to get to my feet and walk out of the room. This time I was focusing on not falling over and making myself seem like an embarrassment.
Now that I'm only half-vampire for the next five days, I can guarantee that they're going to be the longest five days of my life...