Chapter 2: Premonition

"We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all." ~Eleanor Roosevelt

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His dark eyes watched over her closely. Every little move she made he saw it, every raised brow or soft smirk, it was as if he needed to be sure. Of course she could feel his gaze lingering on her from his position at the second story balcony door. She had only volunteered her time to accompany the human girl around the grounds while Elijah ran errands. Certainly that hadn't warranted be watched like a hawk.

Contrary to popular belief despite all her time spent around Kol she did still know how to behave herself in human company. Besides she quite frankly found the company of the young Katherina appealing. She saw a likeness to herself within the human.

Niklaus shook his head as he turned from the window when she looked up at him and raised her brow and piercing blue eyes. Perhaps it shouldn't still surprise him to see the human he once met lingering in her gaze. Or the way she looked at him as if she was not sure what to think. On the other hand things were beginning to finally look to be in his favor. Five hundred years and he finally found the doppelganger.

"Lady Persephone?" The human's questioning tone brought her attention back to Katherina. She offered her no words of acknowledgment just a slight nod of the head. Obviously she took that as her queue to continue.

"Is there something between yourself and Lord Niklaus if you do not mind me asking?" Persephone tilted her head towards the window then back at Katherina. She raised her brow slowly, the intrigue was bright in the human's eyes. The woman in question considered what the girl had asked before she decided to reply.

"I am not certain. I owe a great deal to the Lord Niklaus and his family. But I do not think that means there is something truly between us." The woman who would soon ruin the life Persephone knew now nodded her head in a semblance of understanding. Soon after she found her voice.

"It's peculiar, how he looks at you. Especially when he believes he is unobserved." Persephone turn to look at where he had been but by the time her head circled around he was gone. She nodded her head at the human's statement but remained silent thereafter.

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Hastily she walked down the hall carefully stepping over the dead bodies of humans and vampires alike. This was not how the night was supposed to pan out. Nikluas was supposed to break the curse and all was going to be right with the world, but this was all terribly wrong. Persephone honestly didn't know if she'd be able to forgive Elijah for taking this away from his brother.

When she found him he was standing over the daggered body of Elijah and blood was dripping down his face. He turned to face her as she approached, carefully she approached him. "What an idiot." She muttered while looking down at the grayed corpse of his brother. Niklaus wanted to grin at her but instead he was furious with her.

"Did you know of this?" He demand as he slowly backed her into a corner. Persephone held the right mind to look offended by the notion.

"You know I am not like the Nikluas. I would never betray your trust like that." There were words that felt ghostly on her tongue that she wanted to speak but couldn't. His eyes narrowed dangerously at her.

"Your never this compliant, tell me the truth." He brushed the dark strands of hair out of her face as he compelled her. She placed her hand on top of his, her gaze softened with sympathy.

"I am telling you the truth, now we have a wench to punish." She pushed his off her before she sauntered away.

To say Persephone's plan of what punishment truly surprised him. Klaus had not realized that his innocent wife was not someone you wanted to cross. His shock was even more solidified when she explained her reasoning for such bloodshed, and he found himself to enjoy this side of her all the more.

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There weren't many thing that Persephone regretted doing in her time as a vampire, but perhaps killing the doppleganger's family was a little too much or doing nothing as Niklaus daggered Elijah. But then again it wasn't as if she truly cared. For the past seven or so centuries they had been hiding something from her. And more than anything she did not fancy being lied to or kept in the dark.

Persephone stood up, the blood from the man she just killed still fresh on her dress. Rebekah sighed as she walked over to her friend. "Pity, he had been pretty." Smirking at the blonde girl Persephone shook her head.

"He was hand'sy, when do we set sail for the new world." Rebekah smiled at the thought of traveling to a new place.

"Now." Niklaus didn't look pleased as he spoke, Persephone smirked at him with a playful glaze.

"Come now Nik, have a bit of fun." She brushed past him and took Rebekah's arm. He looked down distastefully at the male's body.

"She was only having a bite before we set out. But he couldn't help but get handsy with a beautiful woman so she killed him." Rebekah was smirking at her brother now as well. Because if he'd just allow Persephone her memories he wouldn't have to be jealous but alas he had not yet. Persephone offered him a teasing smile, Niklaus had to hold back the growl that tangled at his throat.

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The French Quarter of New Orleans threated the Orignals and Persephone quite nicely. They had found a semblance of peace here. Obvious so that they been here for more the twenty-years, which wasn't that uncommon for Nik if he found himself liking a place or if he fancied himself a ruler there. Of more recently they had been staying with the Governor but Persephone much preferred there Quarter home over the plantation.

"Miss, can I get you anything?" Persephone shook her head softly at the young servant girl.

"No Constantine, I am fine." The governor's wife had named the girl, she found out later that she had been the child of a witch who was killed and the soft hearted woman had taken her. A caretaker, is what she needed. But in the short time Persephone had been around the Governor's wife before her untimely death she came to realize the woman was gentle of heart.

"Very well Miss." Persephone dismissed the girl with a nod before looking back out to the plantation. She heard someone take a seat next to her not long after. Lazily she looked over, and then rolled her eyes.

"I am not going to turn you, so don't ask." She knew the boy had been pinning after immortality for a while. And she had noticed how he played at Rebekah's feelings to hopefully gain it.

"That is not what I was going to ask Lady Persephone." She smirked at that, the Governor had eaten up at the fact that they were all Lord's and Lady's.

"Emil, I have lived seven or more centuries do not take me as a fool. Leave now, or you'll find me less merciful than Lord Niklaus." She compelled him, and quickly he stood and left her. Elijah filled the spot Emil had just left.

"I see you do not trust his intentions either." Persephone raised her brow at the more moral of the two brothers.

"I trust no man's intentions, and most defiantly not those of moral men. It was the likes of moral men who after all stole my family's wealth and ultimately led their death." She said pointedly at him before standing. It became obvious to her that she would not be given the peace she so wanted if she stayed sitting on the porch.

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The Originals fled New Orleans like wildfire. It was only Persephone who would reap the consequences of Rebekah's actions that day. She owed Marcel her life.

When news reached him that Persephone had not made it out of New Orleans unscratched he search fervently for her. What he saw when he finally found the woman who had grown to be his second mother made him sick. She was chained in a cellar, covered in blood, stakes plunged deep in several spots, and her mouth had burn marks, from what he could only assume were from the gag.

Carefully he pulled the stakes from her body it was like clockwork with each harmful thing removed she was coming slowly back to life. Her eyes fluttered open slowly as she felt her body shift from the stiff position it had been in. As he removed the last chains from her limbs Marcel quickly maneuvered her into his arms.

"Marcelous." She murmured softly against the man she considered her child before darkness became her. He looked down at her with an almost protective gaze, and promised he would make Niklaus pay for leaving her to die.

XOXOX

So I skipped around a lot here but it will be okay. It obvious that this story is going at a different track than that of "I am Death" and I think that I like it better this way. So let me know what you think? Can't wait to hear from you guys!

Sincerely,

LaRae