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"You know for this being in the middle of nowhere there is a shit ton of traffic. Come on, go faster."

"Kat if you tell me to go faster I will lick all the food in the kitchen then feed it to you. Do you think you can give me a little slack."

"That is fucking nasty but yeah fine just hurry."

The girls arrived outside the Immortel, right as Marcel's walkers were starting to show up. In the parking lot the two heard a voice that was the root of all their problems.

"Well, well if it isn't my two favorite girls. Coming to care for my family. Why on earth did you leave my company during business hours?"

"We had to go check on one of our girls who didn't show up for work tonight." Kat said stopping Cali from mouthing off.

"My little fiery one is this true?" Marcel gripping Cali's chin with more force than what was required.

"Yes, she is fine just has a bad stomach virus and forgot to call to let one of us know. Don't worry she will be back to work next week, making you copious amounts of money." Cali said walking

"Well I can't be short staffed now can I? I mean what kind of message does that send about me? One of you will take her place." Marcel replied. "And I pick Kat, she hasn't worked in quite awhile now has she?"

"That's because I work the front desk, the bar, and the books every night. If you let us hire someone to do that, then I could." Kat snapped.

"Well maybe if profits went up a bit I could, but seeing as last month's statement wasn't too good, you're working overtime, got it?" Marcel growled as he ushered the girls through the doors into the changing rooms. "Now put something nice on and get to work."

"It's not our fault people are more moral and aren't coming to brothels." Kat muttered, as she slipped out of her business dress, and into the outfit Cali laid out for her.

"So because you are covering for Anna, I think that you should wear a sequin bandeau and these see through spankies. You are dealing with the super pervs, sorry. Just remember that its one night, and then you won't have to deal with them. If I could go I would." Cali kissed Kat on the cheek as she pushed her out on to the floor.

Sliding between the sweaty bodies on the Immortel's miniature dance floor, Kat made her way towards the stage, and grabbed the microphone.

"Okay, listen up nightwalkers. There are three rules for your time here at the Immortel. Rule one: you kill a girl, and we will kill you and it's sanctioned by Marcel so don't think about playing that card. Rule two: If you so much as think about ganging up on the girls, or abusing them past the limits defined here, you will be severely punished. Rule three: The physical rules are these, you may fuck whichever way you please, we don't really care. However, if you start to break bones, you're out. If the girl says no once you've had your fill and you want more, well no means no, move on. And finally, if you even think about slipping past these rules, you can't we have eyes everywhere courtesy of your boss. So boys and girls, follow these three simple rules, and your night here will be sensational ,break them and there will be hell to pay. Now, without further ado, welcome all to the Immortel where your darkest fantasies come to life in flesh and blood." Kat finished, sucking in a giant breath as she bowed before the crowd, and sauntered offstage.

"Excuse me Miss Katerina," Samuel said following Kat as she made her way to the bar knowing she would need at least one drink to get through tonight.

"Yes, Sam?" Kat said after her first sip of her drink made its way down her throat.

"I was wondering if we could go to one of the rooms." Sam must have only been 18 when he was turned, remnants of acne scars splotched across a slightly pudgy baby face, his chin under formed, and his cheeks dimpling under brown eyes.

"Manners, wow. Normally one of you just grabs me and takes me by force. Give me a second to finish my drink, and then we can go. Do you have any room preferences?" Kat replied, taking another sip of her bourbon, a taste she had acquired courtesy of Rick.

"Uh, I I don't know. What do you suggest?" He stammered slightly, averting his eyes as she stared back at him.

"Sweetie do you want something to drink to calm your nerves? It is usually what helps me"

"I I think we should go to the the B-BDSM room. I'd like for you to teach me but I think I should drink something first." Samuel said turning back to the bar.

"Where the hell is that fucking whore?" An irate voice called from the main door.

"Hello sir, if you would lower your voice I would be more than happy to help you but you need to calm down." Cali said trying to defuse the situation.

"Not you the other whore who runs this place. The blonde bitch who ruined my girl's face with the glass. Where the fuck is that bitch?" he roared, storming through the dance floor, yanking the girls around until he spotted Kat.

"Shit." Kat muttered as she tried to hide behind Sam.

"Miss Kat what's wrong?" Samuel whispered.

"I might have shattered glass into his girlfriend's face earlier and now he may or may not be out for blood." Kat replied, shifting slightly so she could grab the gun that was taped to the bottom of the bar.

"Oh, well I'll protect you." Sam stuttered as he ran out and grabbed the intruder slamming him into a table.

"Shit, no Sam!" Kat yelled, but it was too late, the man had already thrust his stake into Sam's heart.

"Fuck, everyone clear out." Cali yelled as Kat whipped the gun out and fired at the man advancing towards her, narrowly nicking his shoulder with the bullet.

"Little out of practice Kat?" one of the nightwalkers jeered as the man tackled Kat to the ground.

"Get off me." she hissed, jamming an elbow in his floating ribs, sending him rolling off of her in pain.

Crawling away, Kat flipped to her feet in time to catch the dagger Cali tossed to her. Gripping it in her hand, she lowered herself to a crouch eyeing the man. Without warning, he lunged backwards, grabbing Cali by the arm and bringing her into a half-nelson, her neck seconds away from being snapped. Dropping the dagger, Kat shuddered with fury as the man squeezed tighter around Cali's neck.

"Let her go. Now." Kat hissed, her blue eyes narrowing as the hue deepened to sapphire pools.

"Or what, what's going to stop me?" the man jeered, the veins along his biceps bulging as he squeezed harder, Cali's face inflamed as she gasped for breath.

"One last time, let her go." Kat whispered, feeling herself slide out of control.

"No. Bitch."

The explosion that ensued decimated the room, shards of glass went flying, tables bursting into thousands of wooden splinters, sinking into the remaining nightwalkers flesh. Stalking towards her fallen prey, Kat helped Cali to her feet with a flick of her hand. And then, pausing ever so slightly, she straddled the man, and grabbed his bleeding head in her hands. Digging her nails into his skin, she hissed, drawing in energy from the blood pouring from the open wounds.

"You fucked up royally, you know that? You killed a vampire, in Marcel's domain. And then you went after a witch under his employ. Do you know what that means for you?" Kat purred, stroking her nails along his receding hairline.

"Please, please don't hurt me." he whimpered, his eyes clamped shut.

"You die." Kat said, her voice taking on a slight lilt at the the end, as she grabbed his head in both hands, and snapped his neck.

"Well well well, when my men said there was trouble, I assumed it would be from Cali, I never thought it would be you Katerina." Marcel drawled from the entranceway, leaning against the doorframe.

"This man killed one of your nightwalkers, and threatened me and Cali. I did what I had to do." Kat replied, rising from the dead body, she turned to Marcel, letting him see the change in her eyes.

"I see that dear, and I would be absolutely okay if that was just the case. Except, you've been hiding that little secret from me darling, that you're a witch, and that I just cannot stand." Marcel said, walking towards Kat.

"Excuse me Marcel, but shouldn't you be congratulating the girl? I must say that was a wonderfully cruel and talented kill for one so young." Klaus interrupted, making his way through the wreckage to stand in front of Kat.

"This is none of your business Klaus, so back off." Marcel hissed, his nightwalkers encircling the trio. "She injured my men and lied to me, all the while breaking my rules. She must be punished."

"Marcel, give the girl some credit. She had no idea what she was. I myself have done some digging. Did you know that she was adopted? Well her birth records were hard to track down, but I found out something very interesting, that may change your mind."

"What?" Kat whispered, earning a dig in her ribs by Cali.

"Yes what elusive something did you find Klaus? And more importantly why were you looking into her?" Marcel replied, pausing.

"Well, after meeting Miss Katerina at Rousseau's this morning, something about her piqued my interest so I looked into her. Did you know that her birth parents, are descended from a very very old line, the line of the witch Qetsiyah? She was given up during the coup twenty years ago. I'd say that's reason enough not to kill her, unless of course you want hellfire and brimstone rained down upon you by the most powerful bloodline of witches left in existence, since a little birdie told me Qetsiyah is back from the dead. What do you say mate? Did I give you enough incentive?" Klaus chuckled, watching Marcel's face morph from shock to outrage.

"She will be punished. Ten days, service. You know what that means Katerina." Marcel said, and then he and his nightwalkers were gone.

"Oh no." Kat whimpered as she collapsed to the ground, tears pooling in her eyes as Cali hugged her.

"What does that mean love?" Klaus asked, cocking his head at the girls trembling on the ground before him, the contrast between them now, compared to just hours before evident.

"It means she is Marcel's person blood bag for the next ten days." Cali said starting to cry as she hugged Kat closer to her.

"What do you mean personal? Doesn't he feed off you two already?" Elijah asked appearing in the main room scanning to see the damage.

"He hasn't feed from us since the first night we got here."

"I don't know how how anyone could resist you, especially after they've had one taste." Elijah said lowering himself so he could comfort Cali as she sat with Kat.

"Cali, what does he mean?" Kat asked finally speaking.

"The night we first met them when you and Niklaus went back to Immortel. I returned to the apartment you two share and spent time with your friend." Elijah said trying to keep the subject matter as mundane as possible.

Kat looked at her friend shocked and hurt, "You let him in the apartment?"

"Kat, I'm so sorry. I know we said we wouldn't invite any of them in but they are on our side and I just- I'm sorry." Cali said starting to cry.

"I think it would be best we leave brother," Elijah said pulling away from the two girls and walking over to join Klaus.

The two brothers walked out letting the two girls be alone. When they climbed into the car that waited to whisk them to their lavish home.

"So brother, when were you going to tell me you not only slept with Accalia and feed from her?" Klaus said finally breaking the silence.

"You don't tell me about all of your bed fellows, I didn't feel the need to tell you about mine."

"Well I figured you would be smart enough not to bed one of the whores."

"Nik, I have forgiven you time and time again, but we both know neither of those girls are whores. They are products of their environment. They are merely trying to survive."

"Elijah do you understand one wrong move and our entire plan can fall through. One wrong word out of your mouth and those girls can go to Marcel."

The car had arrived at the large house where the two men were staying. Elijah climbed out leaving his brother. He leaned back in before Klaus could get out and said, "They won't."

"Kat, can I come in?" Cali stood outside Kat's bedroom knocking on the door.

"Why so you can tell me how you kept it from me for my own good?"

"Really Kat?" Cali said sitting down on the floor, leaning against the door jam.

"Yes really Accalia." Kat said walking out her room going downstairs to the kitchen.

Cali followed Kat trying to get her to talk to her.

Kat moved about the kitchen ignoring her roommate who was sitting at the island trying to will Kat to talk to her.

"I don't care about you and Theo, I knew. You two weren't very sneaky but what pisses me off is I thought you knew the line between business and pleasure. They don't give a flying fuck about us Cali! To them we are pawns in their plan! Do you really think sleeping with one of them would change that?" Kat snapped finally breaking the silence.

"No, I knew it wasn't going to change anything that doesn't mean I can't enjoy myself. It isn't like I'm going to fall madly in love with him. I was drunk and I wanted to have fun. It meant nothing."

"It may have meant nothing to you, but this is where I live too. You aren't only risking your own life but mine too. What happens if suddenly the plans change and we end up as collateral damage? Do you think Elijah or Klaus care enough to ensure we survive? Does my life mean nothing? I understand that your life means nothing to you, but it means something me! I can't handle this right now please leave me alone."

"I'm sorry. I'll let you be." Cali got up and walked out of the kitchen and into her room.

Hey, IDK if you have plans but do you want to get a drink. Cali sent that text and grabbed her purse and made her way out the door.

Kat heard the door close behind Cali, not sure if she had gone too far. Walking back upstairs Kat decided even though it was late it was still early enough for a run, especially since she probably wouldn't be working out much the next few days. Throwing on jogging pants and a light sweatshirt Kat took to the side streets of the city.

Cali was sitting in her car waiting for a reply when she saw Kat leave the house. As her friend turned the corner Cali's phone dinged singling she had a message.

Meet at Rousseau's, was all the the sender had replied.

Cali got out of the car and walked the two blocks to the bar. Taking her normal seat Cali made eye contact with Cami. The two had a silent exchange and Cami brought Cali the bottle of vodka and a shot glass.

"Issues with Kat?" Cami inquired once she had filled everyone at the bars order.

"That obvious?"

"Yeah its 3 in the morning and normally you're at work still but you guys will come in this early is if you fight. Do you want to talk about it or should I leave you here with our mutual friend mister vodka?" Cami said assessing the broken woman in front of her.

"An entire bottle for one so small? Love, you are human and your liver will fail." Purred Niklaus as he sat on the stool next to Cali.

"Yes but I don't think much of it will actually make its way to my liver, since I have another 3 shots before I'm barfing." Cali said slurring, already 4 shots in.

"Well that is an interesting fact. Now why on earth did you text me and not my charming brother?"

"You won't judge me. You killed both of your parents and stake your siblings whenever they piss you off. You are the closest thing I have to a peer right now." Cali said as she poured herself another shot.

"What can I do for you, strange man who stalks my friends?" Cami said walking over to where the two were sitting.

"I will have the bottle of bourbon, best to not let her drink alone." Klaus said trying to charm Cami.

"She can kick your ass Niklaus Mikaelson, even if you are the unkillable original hybrid. Now that I would pay to see." Cali giggled as Cami walked off to grab his order.

"That was rude, miss."

"Well you know what apparently I'm just on inconsiderate bitch so you're shock is surprising."

"Now love why would you say such a thing?"

"Nope we aren't going there. I invited you because I just need someone to drink with, not someone to talk to. Now shut up and drink."

"Well I feel thoroughly used. Can I at least talk about what a lovely night we are having?"

"Yes, we are having a lovely summer. I understand the last time you were here it was just a backwoods penal colony."

"Not quite it was a rolling expanse of plantations and fields. Nothing I didn't have issue leaving then and won't have an issue leaving again."

"What is it like to hate your father? I know he's the one who chased you out of here the first time, and out of everywhere else until you killed him."

"How about we go back to the not talking thing?"

"We can. I have to get home anyways. I need to get to sleep before my friend mister vodka starts to try to kill me." Cali got down and stumbled her way to the bathroom so she can throw up.

Her first few attempts failed then finally out came all of the alcohol and food in her stomach. Getting back on to her feet she walked to the small counter and washed her face and dabbed around her mouth.

"Nasty habit that is, and judging by what I just saw an old one." Cali was startled when she hear Klaus in the girls restroom.

"Don't pretend to care Klaus. I hate being hungover and this is the easiest way to avoid it. I'm going home goodbye." Cali said walking past him to the door to go home.

She stumbled up the stairs to her room not even bothering to change, she laid on her bed and didn't stir until she heard Kat come back upstairs and turned on the shower. Both girls fell asleep well past dawn and neither would stir despite the turmoil stirring around them.

Fast asleep Kat lay curled up in a ball under her sheets, until they were ripped from her body. Suddenly cold, she jerked awake to find Marcel leaning over her.

"Hello Miss Kat, ready to go?" he smirked, leering over her scantily clothed body.

"I guess, let me grab my bag." Kat replied, right as he grabbed her arm and whipped her out of bed and down the hall. "Or not." she muttered.

Hours went by as Cali realized her friend was gone, wandering around the apartment, until it was time to leave. The Immortel was booming with business that night, men and vampires alike mingling on the dance floor, disappearing into the back rooms faster than she could count. Filling in for Kat as DJ, bartender, and desk manager, Cali began to appreciate the depths of what her friend did, stopping only to inhale a piece of coffee cake one of the girls brought in, Cali was a whirlwind. The night wore on staying the menagerie of insanity, until finally sanity came in the form of Elijah and Klaus.

"Accalia, you look sick." Elijah commented as Cali finally collapsed into a chair.

"You try doing Kat's jobs on top of my own. It's exhausting, and I'm worried about her so it makes everything worse. Marcel, can be twisted." Cali replied, taking the coffee Klaus handed to her.

"I could have sworn that Marcel held a certain policy about harming children." Klaus muttered, sitting down next to Cali.

"He does. In his eyes, Kat and I weren't children. We did something, stupid and he managed to see it. Ergo we became his slaves."

"What did you do?" Klaus purred.

"None of your business." Cali said, rising to her feet. "I need to go home and get my mind off this."

"Mind if we come, we need to discuss some things involving your friend." Elijah asked, helping Cali stand upright.

"I guess, company would be nice right now." Cali replied and walked out with the two Original brothers.

Inquisitive as ever Klaus found his way into Kat's room once they reached the apartment. Lifting up the curtain that partitioned Kat's office from her room, he entered followed by Elijah and then Cali.

"Why is it so, dark?" Elijah muttered.

The darkness was remedied, by the flick of a wrist as Cali turned the switch on. A full size bed dominated the space, with a deep burgundy damask comforter. The walls were painted a swirl of ebony and ivory with maroon roses splashed across. Books lay scattered across a mahogany bookcase, an open grimoire on the chair next to the bed. Pictures of her and Cali were scattered across the mirror above her vanity.

"Kat is kind of a morbid person, in case you couldn't tell. She decorated and painted the first week we moved in." Cali replied, plopping down on her friends bed.

"Who is the other girl in this picture?" Klaus asked, sitting down next to Cali handing her the picture.

"Halloween, 2012 our Junior year of high school. I went as a vampire, Kat was Little Red Riding Hood, and that, that was my cousin Sarai. She was killed in a car crash later that night, she was dressed as Cleopatra." Cali said, tossing the photo off to the side.

"Oh, I am sorry for yet another loss Accalia." Elijah muttered.

"Well it wasn't her fault. It was a drunk driver." Kat said from the doorway. Her clothes were stained with blood as she limped forward, a bruise blossoming on her knee.

"Kat! He let you out early!" Cali shrieked jumping to her feet to hug her friend.

"No. I'm just here to get my things, and some financials he wants us to go over." Kat whispered as she hobbled over to her bed and grabbed the duffle bag next to it.

"Are you alright love? " Klaus asked lifting her bag up.

"No, not really. But hey, being Marcel's personal bitch has its perks, at least now I can launder money in his own home." Kat replied, taking the bag as she sank into the chair across from the others.

"You steal money from Marcel?" Elijah chuckled.

"Yeah, I learned some skills at Stanford. It's actually due to your sister Rebekah that I started it, she gave me the idea."

"Cayman Islands"

"No, that's way too obvious. I wire it across Asia, through Africa, South America, and then to Zurich."

"Clever." Klaus smirked as Kat began to rise again.

"It's safe to talk up here, I warded the house from listeners. Marcel and his boys won't know you're here. See you in nine days Cali." Kat said as she hobbled out the door.