Alex's P.O.V

Damon was talking to Liz, while I drank a glass of champagne at a nearby table. I then noticed a familiar face walk towards Klaus. It was the guy from the alley. He whispered something in Klaus' ear, then the two of them walked outside. Ok, so Klaus lied to me about that. I walked upstairs, to get away from the party when I saw Stefan holding a hybrid by the throat with a wooden stake to the wall. I walked towards my brother to stop him before he draws attention to himself.

"Stefan." My brother looked at me. "What the hell are you doing?" I asked him, and he looked back at the hybrid.

"I told Klaus to get his hybrids out of town, he didn't listen, so I'm gonna say it louder," Stefan said. Suddenly, the hybrid overpowered him. I instantly noticed this guy was much older and stronger than Stefan. He pins my little brother to the wall by his throat and growls at him.

"I'm not one of his sired soldiers." He said, and I walked up to them slowly.

"Then who are you?" I asked him. He turned to me and stared at me for a few minutes. He looked strangely familiar; I felt like we had met before. Then he looked between my brother and me, and let Stefan go. He back away from Stefan, and I walked closer to them, taking the stake out of Stefan's hands, then placing on the table next to me.

"I'm like you." He said, and I looked at him again.

"I know," I said. "You're a hybrid, or else my little brother over here wouldn't be trying to kill you," I explained.

"No, that's not what I meant," He said. "I became a hybrid the night Klaus broke the curse." I looked at him confused. What? There were more than two hybrids made that night. The man laughed at himself. "And here I thought you would have recognized me. I met you two once before, in the Smoky Mountains. Klaus tried to turn me, but since I was already a hybrid, I just had my neck snapped and played dead until y'all left." He explained.

"You're the man who stood up to Klaus," I said as I remembered him. "I'll admit, you were brave." I walked closer to him. "Are there any more like you?" I asked.

"There's my friend Daniel, who's also here. I'm assuming he's talking to Klaus." He said.

"He's the one I thought Klaus sent to check in on me when Stefan was locked away," I said as I started to put two and two together.

"I told him not to get to close because you might see him and think he was some guy stalking you, but he just couldn't wait to meet you." He explained.

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"Victor, Victor Savage," Victor said, and I smiled. "I already know your name. Klaus Mikaelson and Alexandria Salvatore the only two alphas to turn when the curse broke."

"Alphas?" I asked in confusion.

"You didn't know. I thought Klaus would have told you." There a lot of shit Klaus doesn't tell me. "I can only tell your alpha by the way you hold yourself around other werewolves or Klaus' sire hybrids," Victor explained. "When Daniel and I heard about you and him begin at this party, we knew it was the perfect opportunity to meet you both. Once we got here, my job was to find you, while Daniel's was to find Klaus. But your brother here," Victor pointed to Stefan. "Jumped me before I could. Happily, you found us, or I would have killed him."

"Wait so now there are even more hybrids under Klaus' thumb?" Stefan asked him.

"No," Victor said. "Daniel and I aren't sired to Klaus; we can do what we wish."

"Meaning?" Stefan asked.

"Meaning, that they listen to anyone and cannot be compelled by an Original," I told Stefan while smiling at Victor. "They aren't a threat." I turned to my brother and sighed. "So, you can leave before you get the Council on your ass and are killed. You can't beat fire with fire, Stef."

Stefan didn't look pleased with Victor nor with me, but that might be because there are two other hybrids in town. My little brother sped out of the Hall, and I turned around to Victor. We walked downstairs, and I could see Daniel and Klaus coming back inside. I'm shocked Klaus didn't kill Daniel. Daniel look both frighten and excited to see me. I stood across from Klaus and Victor stood across from Daniel.

"You found her," Daniel said to Victor, and I smiled at him.

"It nice to properly meet you, Daniel," I said to him, sweetly. Klaus looked at Victor confused, and it was funny because Victor was taller than Klaus. But before I could introduce them, Damon walked up to Klaus and me.

"Stefan just grabbed Elena." My brother said to Klaus, and I looked at Damon shocked.

"He did what now?" I asked him.

"He's gonna try and use her against you," Damon said. "Do what he says, get rid of your hybrids." My older brother looked at Victor and Daniel, which caused me to turn to them.

"Victor, Daniel, do you mind going to the Grill with me. Klaus will catch up with us later. He's obviously got some stuff to work out, and I want to get to know you both," I told them.

"Are you sure you don't need help with Stefan?" Victor asked, and Klaus was about to say something when I cut him off.

"No, they got this under control," I told them, and we made our way out the door.

~At Caroline's House~

"What are we doing here?" Daniel asked. Victor, Daniel, and I walked up the stairs to Caroline's house. Daniel knew this wasn't the Grill, considering how he has been there before.

"We're just going to make a quick stop here," I said to them. "I wanted to wish my friend a happy birthday before we met up with Klaus at the grill." I knocked on the front door of Caroline's house to see Matt walking towards us. I smiled as he opened it.

"Hey Alex, what are you doing here?" Matt asked and then looked at Victor and Daniel. "And who are they?"

"Oh, they're just some friends of mine," I said. "And I just came to wish Caroline a Happy Birthday. I know it's the first one she's spent as a vampire, and those can be tough." I told him. I then noticed his sad mood and frowned. "Is she not taking it well?" I saw Liz walk out of a room and she had the same expression. "What is it?" I asked them, worried.

"You're a hybrid right?" I nodded at Liz. "Can you heal her?" Liz asked and instantly knew what she was talking about.

"Invite us in," I said.

"You can come in," Liz said, and I rushed into the room she emerged from with Victor and Daniel following me.

I saw Caroline laying in her bed, covered in sweat, with a giant werewolf bite on her neck. I walked up to her and sat on the bed next to her. I immediately moved to sit behind Caroline and placed my wrist in front of her mouth. She looked unsure, and I nodded at her to drink. She took my wrist and bit into it. I watched as the bite healed on her neck and she pulled away when she was done. She sat up and felt at her neck, to feel if the bite was held and looked at me amazed. I then noticed Victor and Daniel held the same expression.

"I found out when Stefan got bit on our road trip with Klaus," I told her. "Though I wish I knew when Damon got bit." She laughed as tears fell down her cheeks and hugged me.

"Thank you, Alex," Caroline said.

"Happy Birthday, Caroline," I told her and pulled away. "Now who did this to you?"

"Tyler," Caroline answered. "Klaus told him to bite me. He tried to resist, but he still did it," She explained, and I sighed.

"Oh sweetie it's not his fault, because at the end of the day a sired vampire will do what their sire tells them to," I told her and wiped the tears under her eyes. "But I'm going to help him."

"What?" She asked.

"Just consider it a birthday present from me," I said to her. I looked at the time and said, "I have to go, Care. I'll see you tomorrow." She gave me one more hug before I walked towards the front door with Victor and Daniel. Matt and Liz also thanked me as well before I left. The front door closed behind us, and we made our way to the Grill.

~At the Grill~

The drive over was awkward and mostly filled with silence. There had been a short conversation about the abilities we possessed; like how we could heal werewolf bites with our blood and how Originals couldn't compel us, but that was it. Victor and Daniel seemed to understand that I need to stew in the silence for a bit.

By the time we had arrived at the Grill, it was closing down. Compelling the staff to leave the keys in my hands was a piece of cake, considering there is only a night manager and three servers left. They were summarily shuffling out the door, and I was pouring shots in the next minute. Victor had again taken the lead and was setting up the upper pool table. Shots were passed around and the first cue broken.

Within two hours, Victor and Daniel told me their life stories.

Victor began, "I was 15 when I first came to the Americas, and I was hired out as a ship hand by my father. Out of the five sons he had, I was the third oldest and lucky to get such a good job at that." Victor took a swig of his beer. "My youngest brother remand at the factories and spent countless hours in those dork hovels of death and illness as I spent my years traveling across the sea, in the vast open ocean with the beautiful sun in the sky, bringing glory and wealth to the motherland then back again to the new world.

"By the time I was 30, I had picked up so many skills it was hard for me to remain a simple worker. So I left my job and became my own boss. Later I would buy my own ship and become a fur trader. This job would eventually lead me to my wife, Hurit, a native woman who lived along the river. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Together we had two girls. My youngest was 3, and my oldest was 5. Chepi Lyra and Nadie Emile, the goal was that if they ever traveled to my home country of France, they would have names that matched. They were so beautiful and smart. Spoke three languages. We wanted them to be the best; they were a representation of our alliance with each other. They were my pride and joy, the smartest children around. And I thought my life couldn't get any better than this." Victor paused at the thought of them.

His story made me think about my sons. The labor was painful as hell but worth it. When I had them, my father hated me and had kicked me out of my childhood home. They became the only source of good in my life, from the moment I had them to the moment I became a vampire and said goodbye to them. I missed them so much, but I know they had a good life - that they were happy in the end - and that's all that mattered to me.

Victor spoke up again, snapping me out of my thoughts, "And what happened to them - It's my biggest regret." I could sense his rage bubbling up behind his voice. "They were slaughter by a gang of rival Indians. The rage I had when I saw my wife's - my children's - bodies...It's what pushed me to join the war. My commander was a smart man and wouldn't let me fight because he knew I wouldn't follow his orders." Victor took a swig of his beer. "So I was a messenger, a scout, a builder, a cartogram. Anything and everything, but the one I wanted to be. A fighter.

"My platoon was on the front when we got sick. Just after the battle the medics were short-handed and had barely any medicine to help the wounded soldiers in their tent. So, we all got sick with a high fever. I don't know which one, but one of the medics was a vampire, and he gave out his blood to every man. But 19 of us still died.

"Out of the 19, seven lived through the turning, but since we didn't have daylight rings, we had to hide in the shadows. But some didn't make it into the shade sometimes and burnt in front of us. After I turned, I was unstoppable. I was a ripper." Oh, great. Another vampire I have to feed bunnies to. "There are no ifs or buts about it. I couldn't tell the difference between my enemies and the ones who killed my family. I was given a daylight ring out of fear. My brothers in arms had freed a witch, and her pride wouldn't allow such debt, so she made one each for the 7 of us that hadn't burnt in the sun. After I had realized what I had done, I isolated myself in Wyoming so that I wouldn't harm anyone for the next 300 years." Victor explained.

"But who sealed off your werewolf side?" I asked him.

"Don't know." He answered. "It must have been before I woke as a vampire. And I don't think it was a witch, considering how women back then were not allowed on the battlefield. Indigenous or otherwise. So it was most likely to have been a warlock."

I then looked at Daniel, "And what about your life, Daniel?" I asked him.

"I, ah," Daniel rubbed the back of his neck. "Didn't have to make something of myself like Victor did," Daniel said. "I, ah, lead a pretty blessed life for someone living in the 1920s.

"My father was a priest in San Francisco, and my mother was a handbag designer. But she was just as equally devout to our religion as my father. We followed all the rules in my house. No working on Sundays, no shellfish - the whole nine yards." Daniel chuckled a bit at his old life. "It was restrictive, looking back on it now, but it was I knew at the time.

"They had my whole life planned out. I was the only son, of course, they had my two sisters, but never any more sons. And you could always tell they were angry about it, but they always said it was God's plan even if they took it out on Pearl and Lydia. And like every other family in this era, they wanted me to follow in my dad's footsteps and become a priest myself."

Daniel paused for a moment, "And I was fine with that until I meet Lou." He smiled a bit. "Louis Kensbury. We met when I took the family car into the shop, expecting to get my oil changed, and instead, I meet my first great love. It was so hard at first to work past all that self-hatred and love Lou for Lou. But once it happened, it was the single greatest moment of my life.

"As anyone would expect, with a family as strict as mine, we dated in secret. We went underground like everyone else, but we just went a little deeper. Dove into the drag race scene, drank and made our own. I'll say it now we were the dinners of many a vampire. God, I can't even count how many times we were snatched and erased.

"That's how I turned actually. We died the morning after we had been used as dinner." Daniel looked down at his shoes. "It was my mother who did it. Pushed us right off." Killed by the person who raised them, now that I understand. "I don't know when my mother found out or became suspicious. I assume because I didn't come home that night that was the reason she went out to find me. Lou and I were hungover and drunk on life still, and we weren't careful, so she saw us. She followed us all the way to the top of the newly built Coit tower. And she lost her mind when she saw us kiss, then pushed us right off the side of the building.

"Hell, it was even in the newspaper. "MOTHER MURDERS SON," Daniel said dramatically, "Sad part is they never even mentioned Lou or the fact that I was gay. And they never mentioned it because it would hurt my father more, than the fact that his wife just lost her mind and killed her only son. But it didn't help him. I was so angry after I turned. It was barely a week later when I killed them. My sisters were regretfully the ones who found the bodies, but they were better for it. My grandmother became their guardian and she made sure they lived full lives.

"Lou and I stayed true to each other, right up until the Korean War. He felt that he had to fight, so we separated and I haven't heard from him since, so I can only assume the worst." Daniel said sadly and then perked up a bit, not wanting to bring our moods down. "I've been living my best life since. Focusing a lot on advocating as of late. At first, it was just getting kids out of bad homes, but now with this acceptance, I've been pushing for gay marriage and its been working." Daniel explained with a proud smile.

Then, low and behold, Klaus finally showed up and walked into the Grill with a smirk. Only then did the audacity of the situation hit me. This motherfucker had the nerve to try and kill Caroline in order to get back at my little brother for decapitating one of his hybrid minions.

"Hello love," He said as he walked over to us. I walked over to Klaus and slapped him. His headshot to one side as I went to stab him with the pool stick in my hand, but he grabbed it before I could. He looked pissed, not that it scared me. "Don't," He growled.

"You told Tyler to bite Caroline," I said and he let go pool cue.

"I needed leverage," Klaus stated.

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOUR LEVERAGE!" I screamed at him. "She is my friend!"

"Well, from looks of the dried blood on your wrist, I'd say your friend's just fine," Klaus said, making snide remarks towards my wrist. "Plus I don't care about your friends' lives-"

"Just like you don't care about mine." I cut him off and he went silent.

"I do care about you." He said firmly and I laughed.

"No, you don't," I told him. "Even if you did care, the second the people I love are in danger you don't give a damn about me." I could see Daniel and Victor staring at us, afraid to say anything. "Because I need those people in my life so I don't gain a heart of darkness. So, you listen to me, Klaus Mikaelson," I poked at his chest. "Stay away from my friends and family or I will find a way to put you down."

"You can't kill me," Klaus said as he came closer to me, so we were nose to nose. His eyes went gold and so did mine. I wasn't going to back down just because he told me too.

"Watch me," I growled. "Last I checked, you can lose your head or your heart just like any other person." Klaus hesitated and then his eyes went back to normal before mine did. He seemed hurt by my words, but I didn't care. I was furious with him. I looked over to Daniel and Victor, while Klaus kept his eyes on me. Then I realized what they had just witnessed and felt slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry you guys had to see that." I apologized. "The Boarding House has a few extra rooms if guys want to stay there?" I asked them.

"That would be great," Victor said and I nodded. I couldn't stay in the same room as Klaus anymore.

"Well, let's go then," I said and we left.

~At the Boarding House~

I walked into the boarding house with Victor and Daniel. I saw Damon and Stefan in the parlor room looking at the three of us confused. But I ignored them and turned to the two men behind me. "The first and last room to the right is available upstairs," I told them and they nodded before making their way upstairs. I turned around to my brothers.

"Um, who are they?" Damon asked me.

"Fellow hybrids who aren't sired to Klaus," I said to them. "Not to mention we have the room, so don't worry about it." I then sped upstairs.