2 February 2012

It was nine am when she arrived on the front steps of the Mikaelson mansion. The sun was out and she felt a lovely warmth spread through her frame down to her toes. She always loved the sun. Not just because she was a fire fairy and thrived on the energy it gave but because it reminded her of the warmth of Kol's skin when he laid next to her in bed.

His hands would smooth over the skin of her back and she would come alive from his touch. His lips made her tingle in all the right places and his eyes, they carried a warmth all their own. Some said he was cold. The witches of New Orleans had been frightened of him. He was dangerous, they said. He was violent, they said. Not to her.

She was still reminiscing on the way Kol made her feel when the door was thrown open. A man, stunningly resembling her love, stared at her with a controlled expression on his face. His eyes were curious and observing, taking her in. His hair was short and styled into neat spikes atop his head. His dark suit was pressed and fitted to his frame specifically.

"May I help you?" He asked. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. "Yes, I believe we have something in common." She eyed him for several seconds before turning her eyes up to his. "It's nice to finally meet you, Elijah." He was on guard now that she said his name. Good, she wanted him on guard. He had no idea what she could do.

"May I come it?" She asked. He narrowed his eyes at her and she saw his nostrils flare out as he took a deep breath of her. She knew he was confused when his eyebrows came together. "Who are you?" She smiled again, dazzling. "I believe you have something that belongs to me." Elijah narrowed his eyes further and made no move to let her pass.

He was smart.

"Forgive me. I'm being purposely obtuse. I knew your brother a hundred years ago. I've come to claim him." She said. Elijah didn't understand her chosen vernacular. Her context didn't make sense to him. He had something that belonged to her? She was coming to claim it? He'd never met this woman in his life. His brother had, apparently. "I'm afraid Niklaus is unavailable at the moment. Do come back later."

She smiled rather cat like and shook her head. "No, not Niklaus though I would very much like to meet him. I'm referring to your other brother, Kol." Elijah's breath froze in his lungs when she said his youngest brother's name. Kol was a force to be reckoned with and didn't want to know what he'd done to this woman to have her seek him out a hundred years later.

Elijah finally stepped aside and gestured her forward. "My study is the second door your right if you'd continue that way. Can I get you anything to drink?" The young woman smiled delicately and shook her head. "I'm fine, thank you." Elijah licked his lips and watched her disappear into the study before pouring himself a generous glass of scotch.

As he entered his study, he took a moment to take in the young lady. She was small; barely reaching his shoulder and her waist looked as if he could wrap his hands around it and touch his fingers together. She had long red hair that reached the small of her back and it curled just enough to be tempting. She was very pale with freckles lining the skin of her shoulders and across her nose.

She was old. He could sense that. Not as old as himself but maybe a few years younger than the Salvatore brothers. She was powerful, too. That he could also sense. Her power sang underneath her flesh like sparks. He could taste it in the air, like smoke. She wasn't a vampire, that much was obvious, but he didn't know what she was.

He took a healthy swig of his drink before moving around her and in front of his desk. He gestured to the seat behind her and she smiled politely, sitting daintily on the edge of the leather chair. Elijah placed himself on the edge of his desk. "You have me at a disadvantage. You know my name but I do not know yours." She smiled demurely and looked down at her hands. They, too, were delicate.

She was wearing a long peach dress with strappy gold sandals that wrapped around her ankle and over the top of her foot. She had on a short white sweater that left her back exposed to the cool winter air but she didn't seem bothered by the chill.

"My name is Amneris Pelletier and I'm the mate of your brother as he is mine." Elijah's eyebrows rocketed into his hairline. He cleared his throat and attempted to gain his composure. It wasn't often that he was taken by surprise and she'd done it twice today alone. He eyed his liquor and took another large swig before setting the nearly empty glass on the corner of his desk. "Forgive me, Miss Pelletier, but what exactly are you?"

She narrowed her eyes and he could feel the electricity sizzle in the air. He was treading on dangerous ground. "You're not a vampire that much I can tell. You don't smell like a wolf and you're not a witch. I don't recognize your scent so I ask again, what exactly are you?" Amneris licked her lips and straightened her spine. She knew he would ask so she wasn't sure why she was surprised.

She met his eyes with her own, her gaze fierce and penetrable. Elijah sat up straighter, on edge. She was dangerous. She was very dangerous. Perhaps he shouldn't be surprised that she was his brother's mate. Not with the danger rolling off of her like it was. All of his senses were screaming at him to eliminate the threat but he wasn't entirely sure he would win that fight.

"I'm a fairy, Mr. Mikaelson. A tine fairy, to be more specific. I control fire." She smiled and he was reminded of a shark.

Things just became infinitely more complicated.

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There was a strange scent lingering around the front door of his home. Klaus took a deep breath, allowing it to fill his lungs. He smelled it before. He knew he had. Admittedly, it had been a fairly long time since he'd smelled it but he knew exactly where it had come from before.

It had permeated his younger brother for months a hundred years ago. Every day, Kol would come home smelling like he'd just been inside of a bonfire that was burning magnolias. It wasn't an unpleasant smell but it was one that tended to linger. For days after he'd daggered Kol, the mansion had reeked of the perfume. Anywhere he went in the house, he could smell it.

He knew it wasn't Kol's natural scent but he didn't know who it belonged to. Whoever they were, they were in his house now.

He turned his head to Elijah's study and narrowed his hearing. There was a woman in there with his brother. She was the source of the scent.

Without even bothering to announce his presence, Klaus barged into the study and had the woman out of her chair and against the wall before she could take her next breath. He stared hard at her and his eyes turned yellow. "Who are you?" He snarled.

The last few times Kol had been awake he'd reeked of this woman and anything that had to do with Kol made Klaus uncomfortably nervous.

She stared at him steadily and narrowed her eyes. Klaus opened his mouth to rip into her neck when he was suddenly burning.

He howled and fell to his knees, digging his fingers into the flesh of his arms, trying to find the source of his burn. His entire body was on fire. The flames were licking his bones and melting his eyes. He was surprised he wasn't already a pile of ashes at her feet. He opened his eyes and looked down at his hands.

There were no flames. Nothing.

It stopped suddenly and he looked up at the mystery woman. She had not moved from her position against the wall. She was staring down at Niklaus with a calculating gleam in her eyes. Elijah was standing in front of his desk, staring at her, bewildered. Not much could bewilder his older brother.

Klaus was panting when he spoke. "What did you do to me?" She smiled viciously and smoothed her hands down the lines of her dress before sitting on the edge of the chair he'd pushed her out of. "I made your blood boil. It won't kill you, obviously, but it is rather painful. Or so I've been told." She lifted her right hand and examined her fingernails.

Klaus stood on shaky legs and stared hard at his brother. "Elijah, a word." Elijah stared at the woman for a few more seconds before she nodded once and he departed. Klaus stared menacingly at his brother and, when the door shut, pointed at it and snarled, "Who is she? Why is she in our house?" Elijah cleared his throat and smoothed his hands down his tie. "She has come here seeking Kol, Niklaus." The hybrid snorted, rather undignified like, and shook his head. "That much I gathered. He was practically soaked in her scent the last few months he was awake. Why is she here?"

Elijah looked at the doors to his study, calculating. "She has come to claim him, brother." Klaus shook his head. "That is not a possibility. I will kill her before she even asks." Elijah shook his head. "I do not believe that is the wisest of choices, Niklaus. Especially considering how she brought you to your knees quite easily just moments ago."

Klaus growled and began pacing. It didn't like to be reminded of his momentary weakness, especially at the hands of a woman. He couldn't believe she was more powerful then him. He needed to kill her. "I will kill her." Elijah clicked his tongue and shook his head. "You cannot kill everyone who is as powerful as you. I would highly recommend against it."

Klaus stepped up into his brother's space, nose to nose. "What would you have me do, 'Lijah? I will not give him to her and she cannot stay here. There is no other choice." He made to move around his brother but Elijah stopped him. "If you kill her, you'll ruin your brother. He will hunt you down until you are dead and then he will himself die. You do not even know the ramifications of what your actions could cause." Klaus narrowed his eyes. "I'm too strong for him to kill me." He turned away.

"Not when it's his mate he's avenging." Klaus froze before his hand even touched the doorknob. "I'm sorry. I think I misheard you. I thought you said his mate." He glared over his shoulder at Elijah who was calmly tucking the end of his tie into the buttoned front of his jacket. "You heard me correctly, Niklaus. She is his mate and he hers." Klaus rolled his eyes and banged his forehead on the doors.

Kol never did things the half-way, did he?

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This one also isn't super long but it's longer then chapter 2. Things are going to speed up here pretty soon. Kol is going to make an appearance in the next chapter. I think I'm going to end it with the season 3 episode "All My Children" because I don't really know what Kol and Amneris would do off screen in Denver with Jeremy and really the whole story is about Amneris and Kol being reunited so once they're together, that's really all there is to it. Anyway, here's chapter 3!