AN: Just another chapter to keep you guys interested before the real story begins, also I know the chapters are quite short but I think it suits the story.

Chapter 5-Paupers should know their place:

Fully aware that all her friends would be by now "settling" into their new roles Bonnie stepped out of the younger originals car, already irritated by the steady eye contact and ever so subtle smirks that flashed across his face from time to time.

"Be a darling and grab the bags will you" Kol announced avoiding her completely as he strolled into the mansion, "view it as your very first task" he threw over his shoulder when hearing her click her tongue in annoyance.

Wrestling with the heavy luggage, Bonnie took a moment to gaze up at the huge building in front of her. To deny its beauty would be stupid however Bonnie wasn't easily fooled or bribed with pretty things, the truth was that this very same mansion that stood before her in all its glory housed a dark and unmerciful evil known as "The Originals". Shaking her head the young witch continued her struggles to the doorstep where an impatient Kol was waiting for her.

"Eventually" he snarled, yanking the bags from her hands and throwing them into the arms of a clearly compelled young woman before demanding that she take them away. Bonnie stood in silence head held high in the attempt to mentally prepare herself for the millionth time for what the next two weeks would hold for her.

Kol paced around the large lobby like foyer, glaring into the brunettes eyes as though he was making a statement in the early stages.

"Can I help you with anything" Bonnie spat at him, daring to stare back into his cold brown eyes. To her shock he smiled at her remark as though he was in on some kind of personal or inside joke at her expense.

"I was hoping you would be as feisty in personality as you are in looks Miss Bennet" Kol cooed at her from the staircase. "In fact I am quite proud of my new choice in chew toy" he laughed.

Bonnie's face colour changed from a blushing rosie at his obvious statement about her body, to a pale chalk at the thought of him feeding from her.

"The rules state you are not allowed to touch me if I don't give you permission" she whispered almost choking at the idea of his cold hands on her body.

"Do I look like a man who cares for the rules created by creatures below myself" he laughed at her innocence in the futile attempts to reason with him over the small matter of him touching her. " The fact of the matter is now Bonnie "he spat her name venomously, " you belong to me and shall do exactly as I say and failure to do so may lead to your untimely death for I am not as merciful as my dear older brothers, do we understand each other?" he asked.

Glaring the entire way through his little speech, Bonnie could feel the rage building up inside her and the temptation to bring Kol to his knees in agony was painfully strong. "Yes" she forced the word out narrowing her eyes in the process to further show her disliking for the original.

It was late into the night when Bonnie had finally finished cleaning the huge old fashioned kitchen. It had taken so long as despite the modern decor, the house still held on proudly to its original features including the many old stoves and tile flooring that Kol had insisted must be scrubbed at 10pm that very night.

Whilst clearing the cooking equipment away Arabelle, a compelled slave of the Mikealsons, came bustling into the kitchen holding her bloody wrist as she searched for the first aid kit. "Let me help you with that" Bonnie sighed taking the wrist in her hands and wiping the wound slowly with a wet cloth. Arabelle rolled her eyes, " I will be fine its just that they get thirsty and I was the closest thing with a pulse nearby" she tutted at the brunette nursing her injury. "It would have healed by now anyway if it was any other one, but Kol is very selfish with his own blood and shares it with no one" she told the new girl. " I'm Arabelle in case you didn't catch my name she said looking down. Bonnie smiled, she liked this girl, Arabelle, "I'm Bonnie the new slave gal to the almighty Kol Mikealson she laughed whilst finishing off the younger girls bandage.

Bonnie sat on the edge of her bed in the "Help's" wing of the household. It was much grander than she expected, although in the case of Kol being Kol she was expecting a dungeon or a pit in the close-by forest somewhere. No, the room was considerably luxurious with its burgundy tones in colouring and dark golds and reds, like the colours of autumn. The room was quite sizeable and held a large comfortable looking double bed, a darkwood desk, a wardrobe and all the usual furnishings a basic room would require. Bonnie caught herself quite liking the room and was quick to remind herself of to whom the owner of the establishment was and the danger that came with living here. No matter the length of time.

With a very sudden flash Kol was laying casually across her bed looking up at the woman at the edge of the bed, supporting one of his infamous and irritating smirks as she jumped in fright.

"You scared me" she accused pointing her finger at him as she stood up to face the vampire properly.

"Darling I was merely checking up on my newest and most interesting toy" he retorted

"Well as you can see I am here in one piece and exhausted from the manual labour you so generously set up for me in the kitchen" Bonnie snapped.

"Okay okay if we are to cut to the chase" Kol put up his arms in a mock surrender, "I have come to give you one last chore that will require no physical strength from you whatsoever". He leaned forward drawing his fangs as he grabbed Bonnie by the waist when suddenly a wave of energy and power hit him hard bursting the blood cells in his brain.

"Not going to happen" Bonnie told the original, "Not tonight or any other night, plus I seen the number you did on poor Arabelle well that is not going to be me" Bonnie boomed outraged by his sudden movements to take her blood.

"Who are you talking about " Kol raged through his headache clutching his head between his hands in hopes to push the pain out.

"One of the poor compelled slave girls you have hanging around the place" Bonnie was almost screaming now and indeed a spectacle was being made, she was sure Kol would punish her for this but for now she didn't care she was angry and that was all that mattered. Letting Kol up from the spell she stared into his eyes, waiting for the worst to happen much like the calm before the storm.

Nothing

Kol simply flashed away from the room leaving Bonnie alone to process what really had just happened.

AN: SO I know there was not so much Kol/Bonnie romance but I don't want to establish their love to soon and lets not forget the fact that they hate one another right now.

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