Flashback- 6 hours
Orion was only supposed to be visiting Mystic Falls. She wasn't supposed to stay even for a week, and she sure as hell wasn't supposed to stay for a month, but when her old childhood friend, Tyler Lockwood, called she came running.
However, she was only supposed to stay for a couple of days. So, she is not exactly shore how she ended up in a dress, a month later, getting ready for a party to kill Katherine.
(She didn't know her life was going to change, she didn't know this was her last night without running from a monster)
"are you almost ready, jease, you take longer then Stefan does to do his hair." her drinking buddy, Damon Salvatore, was picking her up and apparently, he doesn't appreciate the slightly long wait.
Orion just rolled her eyes, and grabbed her purse on her way out. As she walked in her dark black high heels to his car, she couldn't help but feel like something was going to go wrong.
2 hours later- in a party room at the house, with Katherine
"go ahead, kill me, but you're just going to hurt your precious Elena." Katherine said with a bloody grin. " and you should feel honored, as well."
" And why should we feel honored, you Bitch." Damon replied, with a confused, but hateful tone.
" Because, guess who is hear." Katherine smirked with victory, not giving them time to guess she said, " I'll give you a guess. There are five of them, they are the first vampires, and they are known to be ruthless."
" The originals" Stefan whispered in terror.
Damon looked at Orion's confused eyes with his own terror filled blue eyes and said, " we have to get out of here. Now."
Running down the hallway to the exit stair and door, Orion was still confused. She tried to get answers, but he would not respond. Grabbing Jeremy, Elena, Caroline and Bonnie on the way out, they heeded for the door. But on the way-out Elena stopped her feet and asked Damon what was happening.
Damon looked around as if somebody might be over hearing and in a hushed whisper explained, "The originals are the first vampires ever created, a thousand years ago. They had another brother, but he died when they were still human. His death pushed his parents, a powerful witch and a prideful warrior Viking, to make a spell that made them immortal and invincible. The downside to the spell was that the sun became their weakness, they can only be slightly hurt by vervain, there emotions are amped up by one thousand and because they are so old they can't flip the switch. There are five of them, the eldest Finn, is known by the self-hated one. He hated what he was, but fell in love with a girl and learned to deal with his vampirism. The second eldest Elijah, is known to be the noble one. He always kept his word and protects his family at any cost. The fourth oldest Kol, is known to be the trouble maker. He is psychotic and loves to torture people for his own amusement. Then there's the youngest Rebekah, is known to be the girl who loved to easily. She is the only girl and wears her heart on her sleeve, don't be foaled by her face though she is as deadly as the rest."
As he was saying this Orion began to feel her tattoo itch with each passing moment. She glanced nervously around and then began to realize something.
"Damon." She said quietly," you skipped the third eldest."
Damon's handsome features grew grim and he spoke in a voice that made it sound like he was already talking about his death.
"Klaus Mikaelson is known to be the most terrifying man, in history. He is said to be the most powerful person in the whole world and he brought hundreds of kingdoms to their knees with just a mention of his name. What makes him different from his siblings is that he is half. His true father was a werewolf, so when his mother cast the spell he became not only a vampire but a werewolf as well. A true hybrid."
Damon looked over his shoulder as he was making his way toward the door, every step farther from the massacre, he knew would be taken place.
Just as soon as they got 20 steps away, they heard a voice come on the microphone. They all shared a nervous look and tried to get closer to the door, all while Orion's tattoo was getting painfully itchy.
" Hello, Mystic high schools, we are just going to have a party to die for." Came a dark, deep, husky, British voice from the makeshift stage.
When Orion made the mistake of looking up and locking eyes with the man on stage, time froze and everything came to a halt. She began shaking her head no, and backing away slowly.
"My name is Klaus Mikaelson, and I will be your host this evening."
Orion whipped back around and started running to the door. Knowing it won't be long before he started to chase after.
Hello again, and thank for the support from the last chapter. this book was just a spur of the moment one, so any ideas are great. please leave a review, and please remember I am just in seventh grade, do if this book sucks, then I am just blaming it on that.