AN: I know it's the early, early morning after the first chapter, but it's my Christmas break and I'm bored as heck. So bare with me and enjoy chapter 2.
~HIS MATE~
Elijah
Elijah was sitting in a booth at a small diner. A few ally witches had called him and wanted to talk. They set up a meeting in a small diner in Richmond, Virginia. So here the brunet Original vampire was, waiting for two witches. It seemed ridiculous really. He didn't even know why they called him.
Suddenly, two people were sitting across from him. He recognized them instantly. "Dr. Martin, Luka," he greeted shortly. "Elijah, it's been a while. How are you?" Dr. Martin replied.
Elijah nodded, "Well, how have you been?" Dr. Martin's son, Luka, answered, "We've been better. But my dad could probably explain why we're here better than I could." Dr. Martin continued, "First things first, call me Jonas." Elijah nodded.
"Other than that, we have two pieces of news for you. Would you like the bad news first, or the good news?" Jonas asked. Elijah frowned, "Bad news." Luka replied, "It's true, there's a doppelganger." "Does my brother know?" Elijah asked. Luka shook his head, "Not that we know of."
Elijah nodded, "Good news?" Jonas and Luka shared a glance. "The prophecy is true. Every Original has a mate. And yours and Klaus' happen to be very close." Elijah stared at the two witches for a moment.
"What does that mean?" Elijah asked, glancing back and forth between the two witches. Jonas sighed, "There's more. The two are close to the doppelganger." Elijah pinched the bridge of his nose, "How unfortunate." "But she's still your mate, no matter what."
~HIS MATE~
Hazeline
It was odd, being back in her childhood home. She knew it was supposed to feel odd, but not this strange. "So I changed your room around. I think you'll like it. Do you want to see it?" her mother, Morgan, asked. Hazeline looked up at her mother and nodded wordlessly.
She followed Morgan up upstairs and froze as she stood in the long hallway. Morgan asked, "Sweetie, you alright?" Hazeline frowned and scanned the area. "Why do you have wolfsbane?" "I can- How do you know?"
Her hazel eyes flashed yellow, "I'm a werewolf, mum. What do you think?" Morgan frowned, "I-I didn't know that." "I realize that," Hazeline growled before running down the stairs. "Hazel!" Hazeline ran into the yard and fell onto her knees as her head started hurting.
"How much did you have in there?" she asked once everything had calmed down. Morgan answered, "A pound in each wall." Hazeline looked up at her mother, "A pound per wall? Jeezus, what werewolf pissed you off?" Morgan shrugged, "Quite a few."
Hazeline laughed at her mother's nonchalance. "We have two options here. Either you take that horrible stuff out of your house, or I move somewhere else." Morgan nodded, "I choose the first one." "Well, get on it," she commanded.
"Hazeline?" Hazeline looked up to see Caroline Forbes, the girl she used to babysit. "Caroline, you look so grown up."