Chapter 5

The news was a shock. And he hadn't heard one word from Davina. What was more shocking, was that this witch also seemed to possess vampiric traits. Could it be possible that this was another hybrid? As if Marcel didn't have enough to deal with as it was.

This new, possible hybrid, was going to be a problem. And if she was here to cause problems, he was going to have to find a way to manage this situation. If she wasn't going to be a pain, then perhaps she could help him. Could she be the key to dealing with his Klaus problem?

He'd have to track her down. It was the only way to know for sure what this new vampire's intention was. But that topic was going to have to wait, at least for him. He needed to speak with Rebekah. Though he did send some day walkers to find what they could while he did so. They were to meet back here before night fall if their plan to deal with Klaus was going to have even a chance of working.

New Orleans was a big place, filled with plenty to do, plenty to kill, though not enough time to help get Priscilla's mind off this morning's events. She had snapped the neck of a rather rude man who had harassed her, then decided to rip some hearts out from the few witnesses that surrounded her. Why bother modifying their memories? What was the bloody point? Oh, and of course that had to be her thought as she looked down at her hands and sighed with annoyance.

At least she cleaned herself off and let the bodies burn as she made her way through the city. And that was only in the first hour of her being pissed off that day. Luckily for the rest of New Orleans, no one else had yet to get on her bad side. But by near evening, she was feeling hungry. Oh, the poor soul that would face the consequences of being near her at the time.

She hadn't cared to notice where she was, or the voices in the other building as she found her poor snack. Biting the first person that she found wandering alone, they had been a little less than halfway drained when she heard Klaus's voice. In the building next to her. Perhaps she should go and apologize. She really hadn't meant to use her magic on him or his sister.

But the fact that he sounded angry made her sigh and let go of the victim that was in her grasp. If the poor soul was lucky, someone would find them before they fully bled out. She took her time as she walked in, listening as the conversation went on. Then she heard fighting. "Can't a woman eat in peace." She muttered as she flicked her wrist and the door flew open next to the chained hybrid.

All eyes flew to her, a few in recognition. "Damn you all, for ruining my dinner." She grumbled before snapping and listening as most of the room full of vampires began making cries in pain as they clutched at their heads. Glancing at Klaus, she gave a small smile. "Apologies for this morning, it seems we've both had a rough day."

"Quite alright," Klaus started as she freed the chains holding him down. "Having fun, are you?"

"Just a tad." The small smile grew, forming a bit of a smirk as it did. She turned her attention to Marcel and his band of vampires. She let go of the magic keeping the other vampires preoccupied. Of course it was with Marcel's luck that she would be on Klaus's side.

"I don't believe we've met." She tilted her head, as the question of how much she should reveal of herself came across her mind. Damn it all, might as well enter with a real bang. "My name is Priscilla, and I am part vampire, part witch, and apparently part werewolf. And you've caught me on a really bad day."

She moved closer to him, wondering if she should just break his neck now and be done with it, or if she should play with her new toy a bit before breaking it. He wouldn't die anyway, being part of the undead and all. Still, it did give her a moment of pause. The room watched her as she thought, even the great Niklaus Mikaelson waited to see what she would do.

While she contemplated, Rebekah's eyes flashed to the coin. "Pick up the coin." She said quickly and quietly. This earned a curious look from Priscilla and an incredulous look from Marcel. "End this, pick it up. This won't stop until you do." The blonde continued.

Did he really have a choice in the matter? It didn't look like this new hybrid, or whatever she was, was going to let this go quickly. And if Klaus kept to his word, they might make it out of this. Grabbing the coin quickly, he watched as the woman standing before them lifted an eyebrow. "Do you really think a stupid coin-"

"Now, now darling," Priscilla heard Klaus say, causing her to look over. "That coin there symbolises a pact of loyalty to me." He stated, and she knew that if she damaged the vampire now, she would only be on Klaus's bad side. And the man had come nowhere near to hers.

"Since I can't take my anger out to him, your taking me out to dinner." She muttered before quickly taking her leave. Letting the boys and girls in there to clean up the mess, and leaving a smirking Klaus in her wake.