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Chapter 8:

"How-" Kristina said tears cascading down her face as she tried to run away from the ghost of her dead lover. He wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her back with an iron grip and moving her even closer towards him. Kristina tried her best to push away but he had a new found strength that kept her at bay.

"I have missed you. You seem even more delicious then ever." He said in an arrogant manner edging closer and closer to pumping neck, her blood called for him.

"Get. Off. Of. Me." She spit as finally was able to shove him away, he wasn't acting like himself. He wasn't Athan anymore, he wasn't the kind-hearted man she fell in love with.

"Oh don't be like that. Don't you remember all the fun we had? All the nights together?" He said edging closer and playing with a loss black curl.

"What happened to you?" She said her eyes not holding back tears, he was suppose to be dead, she was suppose to move on.

"Long story short, I am dead." He said. Kristina's scream was stuck in her throat as she saw his dark brown eyes turn black and the veils below his eyes reach the surface. But worst of all, his mouth reviled the horrid fangs that only belong to the creatures of the night.

"No, no, no." She said shaking her head in horror. "It can't be." Her shaky hands cover her mouth trying to hold back the over flowing tears, it was bad enough that he had die but become something they hated, that was past the line of sanity.

Kristina backed up slowly but her back hit another sturdy surface.

"I must say Athan, when you said she was pretty, you weren't giving her credit. And she smells absolutely mouth watering." Said a rusty voice behind her, her muscles tensed like they always did in the presence of the supernatural.

"Do they all smell so sweet, m'lord?" Athan said not pulling back his fangs as he eyed her body.

"No, it's only the special ones." Said the man behind in a rustic voice. "Take her." He said pushing her into Athan's arms. Athan growled lightly in her ear as he dropped his hands a little lower then her back.

"Don't touch me." Kristina said through her teeth as she kicked him square in-between the legs. Athan gave out a little grunt when his knees gave out. She ran as fast as she could to the party but before she could even reach the steps, she was slammed down on the rocky ground back first, with a vampire face baring his teeth at her. He had brown straight hair and deep emerald green eyes that seemed almost swallowed by the blackness. Her head spun and stars clouded her vision as she felt the back of her head get wet.

Kristina groaned as the sound of men talking made her head spin once again. She tried to get up but rough rope pulled her back in the uncomfortable wooden chair.

"I wouldn't move so much, darling. You took quiet a nasty fall and lost a lot of blood." He said putting his hands on either side of the armrests and getting very close to her pursed red lips.

"What did you do to Athan?" Kristina said through her teeth, the pain in the back of her head was excruciating, making her grip on the iron chains tighten.

"So quick to see your lover?" He said pushing her black curls behind her ear, she noticed that her hair was down and her grey ribbon was missing. "His out having lunch, probably another brunette."

Her voice got stuck in her throat as she remembered him showing her his vampire face. The mystery man chuckled and smiled at her, she could help but notice that he looked too much like another vampire she knew.

"Who are you?" She whispered narrowing her stormy eyes at him.

"Elijah and Niklaus never talk about me? Shame, I'm Kol Mikealson." He said giving her a devilish grin. Kristina felt like throwing up, another original? How many where there?

"Why am I here?" She said softly as she felt her head spin again.

"Well, isn't that the million dollar question?" Kol said walking towards the table and grabbed the blood filled glass. She felt shock over take her face, neither Lord Nik nor Lord Elijah had ever drank blood in front of her. It had her stomach knot up in disgust.

He gave her a smug look form his location, eyeing her body with piercing green eyes.

"I'm a little curious on why my blood didn't heal you?" He stated as he saw her blood stained back and hair, she must have cut her head when he had tackled her. "But it seems to be healing itself up just find." Kol finish with a cunning smile.

"Well isn't that the million dollar question?" She said through her teeth in a mocking tone has the second wave of vertigo hit.

"I like that spunk that you have, sweetie. It's just a shame that you will be dead in a couple of hours." Kol said with yet another smirk on his face.

Kristina stayed silent after she heard his comment. Now, she had two unanswered questions stuck in her head. Why was she here and why couldn't he heal her?

Niklaus felt silly when he realized he had thrown the dinning room chair into the stone wall, making the wooden sit shatter in splinters.

"Niklaus, we are going to find her." Elijah said resting a hand on Nik's shoulder but he only shrugged it off. He was sure what he was more upset about, that Kristina had left or that he actually cared.

"Why is she so important?" Rebekah said in disgust, she just got back from Paris after 6 months away and all they were doing was stressing over the stormy eyed girl. It almost made her want to throw chairs into the wall like her brother.

Both brothers stared at Rebekah with daggering eyes, they didn't know how to respond. Elijah had become every good friends with the raven haired girl and it didn't sound like her to run because she knew that they would just have to get another servant from the Alexanders family, which would it be ill Emily or young Luke?

Niklaus want to dagger Rebekah right then and there, why is she so important? The question seemed so simple but his answer seemed so difficult. Because he though he was starting to have genuine feelings for her or was it the game she seemed to be playing with him. Both answers made him not only dagger his sister but himself as well. When Elijah responded, Nik let his shoulders drop releasing the tension in his body.

"Bekah, just get out." Elijah said sounding more like a child then ever. It had worked; Rebekah didn't say another word of the manner to the two brothers as they planned the search.

"What shall we do first?" Elijah muttered to his brother as he stared at the floor confused on why Nik wanted her back too.

"We get a witch." Niklaus said his grip on her pale grey ribbon tighten, which he had found outside.

-(A hour later)-

"Sophia! How nice of you to join us." Niklaus said in a rather pissed off tone as he saw the little African American old woman step into the castle.

"I come her' as fast as I could." She said in a big ascent.

"Well you should arrived faster, I summoned you 45 minutes ago." Niklaus spit at her as he slammed the door behind her. Sophia didn't wince at his snarky tone, she was used to his rough nature.

"Ah 'ord Elija', I dare say I have missed ya'." She say lightly curtsying, he returned it with a pleasant smile and a bow.

"I dare too, say that I have missed you." He commented giving a Niklaus his famous stern look.

"Now what can I do 'or ya'?" She said with a big fake smile on her face, the only reason she was here was because Niklaus he promised to keep the witch line long.

"I want you to do a tracking spell." Niklaus said stretching his hand that held the stormy satin ribbon. Sophia smiled lightly as she grabbed the ribbon but soon her brown dark eyes became wide with fear and a shriek left her lips as she pulled away and staggered on the floor with sobs.

"What has been done?" Sophia said with her eyes glazed in fear and tears.

So what you think about Kol?