The Devil Herself Chapter 3
It has been AGES since I last updated – Sorry! My GCSEs are next week, and I was very busy pretending to revise. I have some chapters in reserve now, though, so I should update more often.
Savily - 'Who do you picture Rowena as?' – I don't really know, I kind of imagine her as a younger version of Rowena from Supernatural. She's just completely crazy, and I think younger vampires are creepier because they're meant to be children, but instead they kill people. But if I had to choose someone to play her, then a younger, red-haired Isabelle Fuhrman.
Enjoy and, again, sorry about the insanely long wait.
xxx
The streets of the city were busy even as the darkness took over the sky, the shops along the boulevard lighting up the streets with the electric lights humans were so fond of nowadays. There was candlelight too, in the witch markets and psychic shops, in an effort to be more appealing to the potential customers that walked down the street. Tricks of the trade now, used not out of necessity but out of salesmanship.
The crowd of people on the boulevard were mostly young, with all the older couples and families having left for hotels long ago. Perfect for an early-night snack.
Kol and his sister walked slowly down the street, fighting the stream of partygoers who had no idea who they were bumping into so roughly.
Suddenly, Rowena stopped, turning around faster than her brother could blink.
'Why are you still here?'
Kol frowned, confused, 'Because I want to be…?' What else could he say? What does one say when asked that question?
Rowena sighed, her mood changing quicker than a faery's. 'Won't the others suspect something? I don't want them knowing I'm here. Well, not yet, anyway.'
'Not ever, if I have anything to do with it. And no, they won't suspect anything. They don't trust me anyway, so they probably think I'm coming up with a way to kill Klaus again.' At this Rowena shrugged and muttered something under her breath. It sounded rude, whatever it was, and so Kol ignored it. It was always best to ignore when it came to Rowena. She could wreak havoc otherwise.
'I don't think anyone could predict that you would come back.'
'That's because everyone else is stupid. Rebekah could've eaten Isaac Newton and still have no idea how gravity works.' She had started to walk again, briskly now, as if heading somewhere.
'Okay, well, slight exaggeration there, but I get your point.' As soon as the words had left his mouth, Rowena took a sharp turn down a suspicious-looking alleyway. It was the sort of place you'd see in the Batman movies, where criminals would run to and you'd find a whole gang of their friends waiting to beat the cops up. Not a place you'd want to go, if you weren't a criminal. 'Rowena, what the hell-?!'
'Shut up! I'm trying to find something!'
Kol frowned. 'What could you possibly find in a creepy alleyway?'
Rowena didn't reply, instead choosing to look up, and the rooftops, scanning each crevice and edge. Eventually, they heard a single crunch. Rowena grinned evilly, pointing at the rooftop at the end of the alleyway. Instead of waiting for any kind of answer from her brother, she took off, scaling the walls like Spiderman, and reaching the roof before Kol could move, transfixed as he was by the single vampire on the roof Rowena had pointed to, the look of terror on his face plain to see, even at this distance. A nightwalker. Dammit! How had he not noticed? Now the vampire, whoever he was, would have to be compelled to forget the last hour, and the others could notice. What else could cause an hour loss in memory? This was going to be irritating to clean up, such an –
Snap.
Rowena dropped the body and it landed heavily on the floor, the face of the foolish vampire pressed into the gravel that covered the rooftop. Kol was too shocked to do anything but blink, until Rowena had jumped back down to street level, making sure to leave the body up where no one would find it.
'What the fuck, Rowena?'
She turned her head at the sound of her name, already walking back out onto the main street.
'What the fuck, Kol?'
'Har har. You can't just kill a nightwalker like that!' Kol's frustration leaked into his voice. This was going to be horrendous to clear up…
Rowena didn't seem to notice. 'Yeah, but I just did, so…' She made a face, 'You're welcome.'
'No! Rowena, I am not – look, someone is going to notice. As in, the others are going to notice. They run this city.'
The younger vampire smirked. 'Good thing I left my calling card then. They'll know how to find me.'
