Disclaimer: TVD is not owned by me, as much as I wish. A/N: Prompt: James Bond.
KILLJOY: A James Bond film
Kol Mikaelson was not the sort of vampire who said no to attending a party. Especially, when it included free drinks and lovely ladies. He was, however, the one you could rely on to ruin the mood. When he wasn't flirting with dazzling women and slurping on martinis (shaken not stirred) he was usually found in the casinos, gambling away his fortune, only to win it back, doubled or sometimes tripled. To many he was the life of the party, until something went wrong, such as the time when Count Ludvig hosted his 60th birthday in Dusseldorf, Germany and was found dead after falling from the Cologne Cathedral. There was Michel Bromiere, the French director, who raised thousands for sick orphans with his photographs labelled Les Enfants de Paris. He was found in the middle of the street after an animal attack and one of the paintings stolen. There was Duke Johnson from Seattle, who rolled down the hill with a cheese knife protruding from his chest and a cheque for forty-thousand in his hand. All these mysterious deaths puzzled the police from each country and it was one man who knew the truth, Kol Mikaelson was a secret agent and his agent name was 007.
A/N: Oh my gosh, I think this is my first successful drabble! Please review!
