Hi friends. Here goes the latest installment of this Untitled story. As of now, I've only had one suggestion for a title and the more I think about it, the more I like it. So you want to contribute, make sure that you do it before Chapter 6, because that is when I will being changing the title. So, I've decided to never post from the app again, or until they fix it up a bit more, because as I was typing this on my computer, I just realized how much I missed the little dividers I use to denote a scene change that the app totally disregards (not to mention spacing issues and totally getting rid of my bolds and italics).

Now, all those typos, that is totally me. My bad. I'm not using a normal word processor like Word which would normally catch all those things, I'm actually using Evernote, which is like this note thing..duh...but I like it better because it's easier to organize my notes and it while it does have a spellcheck function, it doesn't pop up all the time (like word) talking about this is a passive sentence, blah blah blah. Like, bitch, did I ask you if my sentence was passive? Anywho. I'll go back and clean up the previous chapters formatting and spelling. I'm surprised nobody has said anything about it already...thank for being awesome and overlooking my faults guys! Onward!


Klaus Mikaelson was brooding at the bar of the Mystic Grille, with a tumbler of bourbon in hand, when she walked in. No, strutted. She definitely strutted. He had been there for a while, bemoaning his life and plotting destruction on the Salvatores and company. He had just gotten everything ready to wake up his brothers and sister. The mansion he so painstakingly designed and refurbished (with his own hands...and help from his hybrids), and the murder of their father who had been hunting them all since their rebirth as creatures of the night. But all of this meant nothing now that Stefan, a man he once called friend, decided to steal the coffins from under his nose. He knew he should have hidden them somewhere else.

So yeah, he was brooding a little bit. He'd earned it. But all that changed the moment he caught a whiff of lightening, and power. Orchids and almonds. And he turned his head to watch the most beautiful creature he'd ever had the pleasure of seeing, walk through the door. And that was saying something, seeing how long as he'd been around.

She was a petite thing, this woman. But from what he could see, she had curves in all the right places. She was dressed in all black, as if in mourning, from her platform thigh high boots to the shades that hid her eyes from his interested view. Her skin was all cream and roses, nails black to match her clothes and pointed dangerously. What he could see of her face was a masterpiece, he could paint it everyday for a millennium and not get tired of it. Her pouted lips were full and turned down a bit at the corners as if she wasn't a fan of smiling, high aristocratic cheekbones, dark perfectly arched brows, and curly black hair piled atop her head in a bun. Her scent and looks were the epitome of lovely.

One thing. In addition to the designer tote she was carrying, there was also another burden she had with her. A child. A baby. Wrapped to her chest with a black sling. No matter. He would get to know her. He just needed to amend his thinking to get to know her child as well.

She looked around the Grille upon her entrance, and found herself a seat in a booth near the back.


Eris Black (previously known as Willow Potter) was a bit knackered. She had just flown in from New York, after a flight from London. And while she was happy the House Elves had finished all her moving for her, they weren't quite ready to begin cooking. So she bundled Teddy up, and hopped in her Black Escalade (she liked these American cars, so luxurious and over the top) searching for the nearest watering hole.

You might be wondering why Eris Black didn't just take an International Port-Key to her destination. Long-story short. She was completely done with the Wizarding World and wanted no way for them to trace her to her current abode. Short-story long, after defeating the self-styled Lord Voldemort after years and years of war, Eris didn't want to live a life in the eye of the public. She had always planned to leave the Wizarding World after getting her first taste of unsavory newspeople, but the events of the last six months cemented it for her. She was heralded a hero. Cool. Not that she cared. She was just killing this guy because he was a direct threat to her and her family. Then she was nominated as Most Desirable Bachelorette. Probably something to do with the massive amounts of money she was the sole inheritor of. Then, when she let it be known that she wasn't interested in procreating with any men in the British Wizarding World, she was labelled a Dark Witch. The up and coming Dark Lady.

She wasn't sure how not wanting to shack up with an inbred Brit equated to wanting to take over the world, but there's wizarding logic for you. Whatever. So she disappeared. She left Sirius and Cousin Draco in charge of her magical businesses (they were still hers, but as if she give the British Wizarding World the honor of seeing her face for at least the next ten years), she remained in charge of her muggle holdings, found a lovely manor Sirius owned in a seemingly quiet American town, packed up her son, through blood-magic, Teddy, and left. She didn't want them, nor need them.

Draco was a perfect choice in handing over her businesses to because as he was loyal, he was also very, very desperate. She was able to prove he had been spying for the light during the years of war he was active in, but that only saved him from the Dementor's kiss. His family's properties and vast wealth were almost completely drained by the compensation for his parent's wrongdoings. Nobody but her and her inner circle trusted him, so this was the only offer he was going to get. She thought it was a pretty sweet deal herself.

In addition to the Wizarding World turning on her for things they knew about, she didn't want them getting a whiff the big secret she was hiding. Apparently, after killing Voldemort (for good), she came into possession on the Elder Wand (really it just appeared to her). Yes. She had read that story, The Deathly Hallows. Yes. She technically was the owner if all three Hallows and had even died once (twice?) and came back to life. No, she wasn't going to invest anymore thought into it. Until Luna came for a visit...

"You should try to summon Death." Luna suggested, dreamily.

"I will do nothing of the sort." Willow replied, offended at the very thought.

Time stilled.

"Good. I wouldn't have answered anyway." Rasped a voice from behind her.

And that was how she found out that the Deathly Hallows were a real thing, she was the Mistress of Death, and all the cool (read dangerous) things she could do now.

"You did that on purpose, Luna." Willow said, once Death left and time restarted. Luna just smiled a little smile.

So here she was, in a little town's pub. Waiting for the waiter to come by.

"Hi. My name's Matt. I'll be your server today." He handed her a menu. "Anything I can get you to start?"

"Just a water with lemon, please." She responded, lifting her shades to the top of her head, as she glanced over the menu. Matt froze for a moment before leaving to fetch her water, whether at the shock of her posh British accent or her piercing green eyes, no one could know. Matt quickly returned with her water.

"Did you have an idea of what you wanted?" He asked. She thumbed through the pages of the menu.

"I must admit Matt. I'm at a bit of a loss. What would you suggest?"

"Well, all the burgers are great." He said, scratching his head, a bit flustered.

"And what is your favorite burger, Matt?" She asked.

"Um. I'd have to say the Bacon Deluxe." She snapped the menu shut and handed it to him.

"Then the Bacon Deluxe I shall have then, with a side of chips- oh wait you all call them fries here. And a glass of lemonade."

"Anything for the little guy?" He asked about the baby she was currently removing from the sling.

"No, he's fine." She said, stroking his baby fine hair.

"Coming right up." Matt walked off to put in her order. Teddy had been awake for a while now, she had actually fed him before coming inside, and while he was still calm, he was starting to get restless. So Eris took him from the sling, and set it aside, as she settled him on her lap so he could bounce a bit.

"Now that's an accent I can relate to." Drawled a soft, raspy voice across from her. She lifted her eyes to meet the speaker's, and was impressed. Beautiful light blue eyes framed by long light lashes, short dark blonde curls and scruff covering a chiseled face. He was quite beautiful to look at. "Niklaus Michaelson, at your service." He held out a hand. She readjusted Teddy in her lap so that he was also facing the newcomer, and placed her hand in his own.

"Eris Black. Charmed, I'm sure." She greeted. He quickly changed the grip on her hand and kissed the back of it like a gentleman, taking notice of the jewel encrusted rings that adorned each of her fingers. She did not blush. She didn't.

"Lovely name for a lovely lady." He said. "Do you mind if I join you?" She waved to the bench across her in invitation. "And who's this fine young chap?" He asked, gesturing to her son.

"This is Teddy." Teddy looked up at his mother, hand in his mouth, at hearing his name. "Say "hi" to Niklaus, Teddy." He looked across the table and Klaus and said, "Bah!" around the hand that was still in his toothless mouth, causing both adults to chuckle.

"I'll take it." Klaus said. "But please, love, everyone calls me Klaus."

"Well I'd hate to be lumped in with everyone else." She smiled. "How about Nik?" She offered.

"Coming from your lips, it never sounded sweeter." This time, she did blush.

"You flatter me."

"It's just the truth, love. So what brings you to the ever pleasant Mystic Falls?"

"Just looking for a change in scenery." She replied.

"Just passing through or staying a while?" He asked.

"Well, I do hope to stay a while."

"Perfect."

"And why's that?"

"It means I'll definitely get to see you more often, if you're living here." She smiled.

"Have you lived in Mystic Falls long then?"

"I was born here, but it wasn't until recently that I moved back. I renovated a house for my siblings and I. I wanted to build a place we could all call home again after living separate lives for years."

"That's very...thoughtful of you. How many siblings do you have?"

"Four. Three brothers and a sister. And you? What of your family?"

"No siblings for me, unfortunately. I have a father, Teddy, an irritating cousin and a few good friends. They're enough work as it is." She joked.

"And Teddy's father, is he still in the picture?"

"He isn't. You sure are asking a lot of questions there, Nik. We've only just met and I haven't even gotten my food yet."

"Can you blame a man for being interested in the most exquisite beauty he's ever seen?"

"You exaggerate." She said, rolling her eyes playfully.

"I do nothing of the sort." He replied, with a smile. And then the food arrived by a smiling Matt, who's expression turned for the worse when he saw Klaus, who just gave him a smirk in response.

"Here's your order, Miss." He sat down her burger, fries and drink. "Klaus." He acknowledged bitterly, before walking away.

"Well, if everyone in town calls you Klaus like that, I'm glad I chose Nik."

"Noticed that, did you?" She laughed.

"I would have had to been blind and deaf to not notice that. Bad blood?"

"The tiniest bit."

"I'm sure." She smiled knowingly. She then turned to actually look at her food. The burger was huge. Actually the portions of everything were huge. She glanced at her cutlery, back to the burger. He noticed her internal struggle and chuckled.

"You'll want to use for hands for that, love." He said. Now she was looking between the son on her lap and the burger.

"I did not think this through." Though now, she was looking back and forth between Klaus and Teddy. "Though...could you possibly..." She lead, hoping that he would offer. He lifted an eyebrow.

"Are you sure?" She nodded. "I could give it a go then."

"Perfect!" She exclaimed. "Because I'm starving." She got up and deposited Baby Teddy in Klaus' arms, before moving back to her seat and started in on the meal in front of her.

Klaus was, in a word, surprised. People didn't hand him babies. They just didn't. But he had offered. (And why exactly did he do that crazy thing?) This was definitely new to him. Teddy turned a bit to see this new person that was holding him. He grabbed onto his shirt and turned again to see his mother across the table. Satisfied that she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon, he turned back to study the man. Deciding that he quite liked this new person, despite the dumbfounded look on his face, Teddy began bouncing in place and grabbing at the man's face. The scruff against his hands made him giggle, which made his mother and the man smile, which made him laugh harder, dropping his pacifier from his mouth. Good thing it was attached to his shirt. He decided he didn't need the pacifier at the moment, and began to talk with (read babble at) the man, who conversed back.

Eris was so pleased that Teddy seemed to take to the handsome man who had just introduced himself some twenty minutes prior. Eris wasn't dumb, she felt both death and a dangerous undercurrent coming off this man since she walked in the building, but she also was a great judge of character (don't trust them until you test them) and he was currently being tested. It's not like anything could hurt Teddy anyway. She was the Mistress of Death and had enough protections on her baby that a nucleur bomb could go off right under where they were sitting and they would be the only two to walk away, unscathed at that. He seemed to be passing the test with flying colors. Her phone rang. Time to up the ante.

"Listen, I have to take this call, super important. Do you think you could watch over Teddy for just a few moments, five minutes tops." She fluttered her eyelashes in a manner that was Sirius approved for getting her way. The shocked bewilderment on his face was delicious.

"I- I guess." She grinned in triumph and sauntered away.

Klaus was wondering what kind of creature this vixen was to have such a hold on him. He hadn't stuttered in years and she had him doing that, and agreeing to watch her child. Even Tatia hadn't been able to make him play with her child, and he'd been a naive human back then. All with a bat of her thick-lashed emerald green eyes. It was a travesty. Truly. He continued to play with the child. He was too cute and giggly not to.

Meanwhile, select members of the Scooby Gang were en route to the Grille after being informed by Matt that Klaus was making a move on a newcomer to the town. Whether this newcomer was in league with Klaus, or just a future victim was unknown, and so they were on their way to figure it out. At the same moment, Eris was watching over the interactions between Nik and Teddy behind a veil of invisibility. They really looked good together.

Klaus was entertaining the little monster and everything was going fine, until the little tyke noticed his mother was gone and started to screw up his face to cry.

"None of that little one." Klaus said, trying to keep his voice calm though panic was seemingly imminent. Klaus was ill equipped to handle a crying child, so in a very Klaus move, he flashed his hybrid face at the boy, hoping to cow him into submission. It wasn't until he'd done it that he realized it could have done the opposite, and caused him to cry out in fear. Instead, the baby did quiet down, and looked at him thoughtfully, intrigued almost, before the child flashed golden eyes at him in response. "Well I'll be damned." Klaus whispered through a bewildered grin. He thought he smelled a wolf. And then, he was accosted by the doppleganger's friends.

"Who'd you steal a baby from, Klaus." The vapid blonde one, Caroline, who he'd had a passing fancy for, asked loudly. He rolled his eyes. What had he been thinking, seriously? Teddy's face scrunched up again at her loud tone. He patted his back reassuringly.

"Caroline, I do hope you realize that babies do not like loud noises. So you'll probably just need to stop talking while in his presence. As for your accusation, I'm Klaus Mikaelson, I have no need to steal babies. Women just give them to me." He smirked. Eris had to stifle a laugh from where she stood watching all of that. Well, he wasn't wrong. And if he played his cards right, she'd give him another baby. Eris noticed that this Caroline girl looked gobsmacked at the type of response she was getting from Nik.

"Whatever Klaus," the second girl spat, "nobody even likes you, let alone trusts you enough to hold a baby."

"I'm offended." Klaus said. "Plenty of people like me. Just no one in this town."

"Whoever left you with this baby is either an idiot, or a terrible mother." Caroline surmised. Klaus was about to respond, when Eris thought it was time to intervene. The sound of heels clacking was all anyone heard after Caroline's insult.

"Oh no," Eris drawled in mock sadness, coming to a stop beside a still seated Klaus, hand on her hip, "some random teenagers just accused me of being a terrible mother. Maybe I'll go write in my diary about how bad it made me feel on the inside. If I can figure out how to work a pen, seeing as how I'm an idiot as well." She ended flatly, levelling a glare at the two girls. After sizing them up and finding them lacking, Eris turned to pick up her son from Nik's arms. "I've suddenly lost my appetite, walk me to my car?" She posed to Nik, Teddy in one arm, the other hand rummage from her tote for a bill.

"It would be my pleasure." Klaus replied smugly, standing to wait for her. She left a crisp 100 dollar bill on the table just as Matt came by to ask about how she was doing. "Sorry, I don't have anything smaller. Please keep the change." Then she took her tote, readjusted her baby, and raised an eyebrow at Nik. They left the Grille together.

"What did you two just do?" Matt asked, incredulously, surprised at how quickly she left. Everything had been fine before the girls came through the door. He was regretting the fact that he even passed on the info of Klaus' doings. Bonnie crossed her arms, defiantly. But Caroline looked worried.

"You guys, I think that was the new owner of the old Black Estate. She spoke to my mom on the phone earlier this week about her people picking up the keys to the place in preparation for her arrival. She's old money. I'm in so much trouble. We're in so much trouble." Matt put his hands up.

"I'm not in this. I'm just the messenger." He walked away with the money, going back to work.


Eris had just finished strapping Teddy in the car when she turned to face Nik.

"So you have your own little anti-fan club here, don't you?" She smiled, leaning back against the door.

"Apparently. I thought they'd be better mannered than to bring you, a complete stranger, into it but," he shrugged, "I suppose I thought wrong." She smiled again.

"It's not your fault they don't have any home training. And besides, if you don't have any enemies, you aren't doing life right." He grinned then.

"A woman after my own heart."

"I was having a pretty good time, well, before my phone call interrupted us and then I was trashed by a couple of adolescents. You'll have to make it up to me." She said, boldly.

"Is that so?" He asked, stepping closer.

"Indeed. I wait with bated breath." She said as she closed the door on his face, and drove away, waving to him cheekily through the window. He couldn't stop the smile from blooming across his face. He pulled out his phone.

"I have new orders for you. You need to continue tracking my siblings, but as a secondary task, I want you to find everything you can on one Eris Black, new resident of Mystic Falls." He ended the call and put the phone in his pocket, strolling away as he casually whistled.

meanwhile, at the Salvatore Boarding House

"You guys, we have problems." Caroline said to the rag tag group. Stefan was MIA but also on his own side, so that left Elena, Damon, Bonnie and her that were actually gathered.

"So Matt texted me earlier to tell me that Klaus was acting weird. Friendly weird. To this lady, with a similar accent to him, at the Grille. Bonnie and I were already in the Square, so we figured that we'd check it out."

"First problem, you're terrible at espionage, Blondie." Damon intercepted.

"Well, we didn't so much as spy on them as walk straight up to him to see what was going on anyway." Said Bonnie.

"Why would you do something like that?"

"He was holding a baby, it freaked me out! And even freakier, the baby seemed to like him!"

"So yeah, I agree that's significantly strange, but that can't be the reason we have problems." Elena said.

"Well then, Care inadvertently insulted the mother of the child..." Bonnie started.

"Bons! It wasn't just a little insult, I called her stupid and a terrible mother."

"..who was within hearing range." Bonnie finished.

"Yikes." Damon said.

"The problem is, she's the new owner of the Black Estate. She's gonna have major clout with the mayor, and we just offended her. In addition to her already being on friendly terms with Klaus!"

"Well, looks like you two have some groveling to do. I already have my own Stefan shaped problems that are kinda life or death so... Besides, she's only human, nothing a little compulsion can't fix in a bind." He shrugged then walked away, leaving them to their thoughts.

"What did she look like?" Elena asked, finally.

"She was beyond beautiful." Caroline said quickly. Bonnie nodded in agreement. "Black hair, green eyes. Killer shoes. And her baby was so cute. He really looked right at home in Klaus' arms..." She shook her head as if dislodging a terrible thought. "Now I need brain bleach."

"I feel you Caroline." Bonnie said, patting her friend's back. "It's a disturbing thought."


It was a few days later when a House Elf brought in the mail while Eris was taking her afternoon tea. Teddy was down for his nap. Instead immediately disappearing as the elves were wont to do, this one stayed back, moving their weight from foot to foot nervously.

"What's wrong?" Eris asked her.

"Flipsy is very sorry Mistress." Flipsy said, pulling at her ears.

"What are you sorry for, everything seems to be in order." Eris said, looking over the pieces of mail. One envelope did stand out, it was made of a rich cream parchment.

"All of the mail was from Mistress's mailbox, or bank box. All except that one." She pointed at the envelope Eris had just been admiring.

"Oh?"

"Yes. That one was found on the porch. It just appeared. But Flipsy detected no magic! The wards did not react to anyone crossing them!" Very strange. She opened the envelope. It was from Nik, inviting her and Teddy to dinner that evening at seven. How curious.

"Not to worry Flipsy. Seems that I'll just need to up the wards. Seems we aren't the only supernaturals in this little town." Flipsy popped away, happy her Mistress wasn't put out with her. Eris tapped a black lacquered nail against her lips. "What are you Niklaus Mikaelson?" She could always ask Death, but...no. That was entirely too easy. The library it was.

The library was a bust. Well, no. Not quite a complete bust. It was noted that around a thousand years ago, there were two occurences that happened within a short period of each other. First, there was a disturbance in the force so to speak. There were some wizards in the area, thus the record, but since the disturbance, no matter how powerful it was, was created by the Wiccans in the area, it was deemed as lesser magic and disregarded. Ah, the foolishness of wizardkind. Then, a few weeks after this disturbance, a village of werewolves were slaughtered. Again, the wizards didn't take too much note of that since they thought werewolves as a blight. Bar that, there was simply nothing that even hinted what kind of creature could've gotten to the the front door and away without registering her wards.

"Well, there's nothing to do about it now. Maybe he'll tell me later." She said, flippantly, as she went to get ready for the dinner date.


"Welcome to Mikaelson Manor. Eris, you are a vision. And Teddy is looking very smart tonight." Eris was wearing a form-fitting sleeveless black dress that went just passed her knees. Her long, curly hair was pulled into a sleek, high ponytail, and on her feet, black lace red bottoms. The only jewelry she wore were again, those strange rings. Teddy wore a onesie that was printed to look like a tuxedo.

"What a lovely home you have." Eris complimented as Nik took her shawl. "I was planning on coming over in sweats, but between what google maps was showing me when I typed in your address and the invitation written on actual parchment, I decided otherwise." Nik laughed at her candor. "I though only my family still used parchment." She said. "I have to admit though, when you said you renovated a house for your family, I mistakenly thought you actually meant a house, not this beautiful piece of work."

"You're one to talk, love. I didn't think the girl I was courting would live in a home larger than mine." Eris covered her smile with a dainty hand.

"Courting? My, my. Aren't we moving a bit fast, Mr. Mikaelson? I thought you were just being polite and inviting a new neighbor over for dinner."

"I thought it was obvious, love? I fancy you, Eris." He pulled her close, and said into her ear, "I'm never polite and I promise that I don't invite just anybody over for dinner." This smile she didn't cover.

"Well, let's get this date started then." Eris said, sliding her arm into his, and allowing him to lead her further into his home.

come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly


Yay! Chapter 4 is done and I do so hope you enjoyed. You can tell me you did in the form of reviews that I will respond to. I didn't used to respond to reviews once upon a time, but this one day, I reviewed a story that is currently under reconstruction, and when the author put a response down in the notes, my heart exploded in my chest. I find that it's nice to be appreciated both ways.

As I said earlier, if you have an idea for a title, please let me know before chapter 6 is posted.

Chicwowwow: If you've never watched TVD and have some extra time on your hands, I definitely recommend watching at least the first three seasons. I can't talk up the seasons after that because I had to stop since the main character was irritating me :) (that's why I write OC's, hehe) but I have friends that really enjoyed the full TVD series as well as the Originals.

IrisTurner: Sorry! I'll try to do better in the future. I'm sure being with Klaus will allow her to exercise her war axes and well as whatever's in the mysterious box.

MADNESS247: Thanks! I'll try.

MoonGoddess00: I hope their meeting met your expectations. :)

lilnightmare17: Thanks! Hope you enjoyed.

Hikari Nova: Cool. Thanks!

Sakihinata: He just kind of wrote himself. But you have to admit, he's hella helpful.

wolfviking: Hope you enjoyed!

RebeliousOne: I don't know know if you could tell, but Dumbles makes me a wee bit angry. lol. Yo. Eris vs Esther... Man, Idek. But, I can see a serious showdown, even from the first meeting. Like Eris telling Klaus in private: "Your mom is kinda a fake bitch, yeah?" Hahaha. It hasn't been created yet, but it's coming up so I need to get the ideas percolating.

Harri: Haha. I like it. It's like she has a goblin on either shoulder like an angel or devil, but they're both telling her the same thing.

Alex2009: She's a bit of a firecracker, isn't she?

Panda Enchantress: Hey! I lol'd at your review. She's like, "hello, I'm single on purpose, thank you for your concern." Hope you enjoyed her interaction with Klaus.

DiLayla: Full disclosure, I didn't get passed Season 4 of TVD other than a few odd episodes here and there, but my absolute favorite scene involving Klaus was when he killed Mayor Lockwood because Tyler got the hybrids to break the sire bond to him. That scene cemented Klaus as my GOAT villian , because even though he does all these awful things, you still love him and forgive him because he's really hurting on the inside. He just wants someone to be with him always and forever. Do you remember that tear in his eyes after he killed her? Girl, it's been years since I watched that episode and I still remember that detail.

Shiko-Rae: He is, isn't he? But Eris is kinda bitchy so I think it'll work out. ;) Oooh, I like that title. And yes, little Miss Eris is immortal, probably more so than Klaus if we're being honest. Let's keep it a secret though, he might get jealous.

DarkLord0012: Thanks so much!