I am back! Sorry for the long wait but here is the latest chapter, hope you enjoy! I combined two episodes with this since you had a bit of a wait and there wasn't much material to work with. Also college just started so I won't be updating quite as frequently as before.

Black Star I am super happy that you liked the last chapter! I was tempted to go off into AU but decided to stick to the show, glad it was the right decision. I am glad that I was able to make you like a character you hated! I tried to write her in such a way that she was not so annoying, really glad that I succeeded.

Guest, you are so close! Yes the show is Supernatural and you are super close to what it was, just not quite right.

WickedlyMinx glad to hear from you! That is an interesting question that I honestly didn't think about, I suppose it is possible and it does present a new possibility that would be interesting to try to work that in somewhere. Maybe not for this season but if I do go on to season 3 that might happen. You never know ;)

A Matter Of Meetings

After the daily activity of the country home, Elijah making breakfast, Camille moving around, and Hope's babbling and occasional screams, the loft where She recided with Elijah seems strangely quiet. She had thought the country home was quiet but this was even more so, and She found herself not liking it as much as she would have a few weeks ago.

Of course that quiet did not last long before trouble started up with the Original family. She guessed that it was back to the normal day to day troubles with this family.

This time it seemed to be centralized around Rebekah and her new body. What The Cursed One wouldn't give for a few hundred years worth of vacation. Since they were so close to Marcel She was ordered not to go with Elijah when he went to check on his sister, but She got the joyous delight of accompanying him and Gia to meet with a local head witch of some sort.

Of course that was after She got to watch them flirt with each other for a bit. She rolled her eye at the two, seriously get a room people She thought. Deciding to wait for them outside she paced back and forth, trying to think of something else than the growing attraction that was happening in that building.

Walking into the witch's home reminded her of a spider web. Everything inside delicate and beautiful, complete with the witch sitting inside her parlour, clothed in black, and sharp eyed. The woman sat regally on her seat as if it was a throne, and her voice was soft spoken and proper. If She didn't hate her already for being a witch then She would have certainly for the disdain Josephine showed them. Deciding to remain standing and lean against the fireplace She watched the meeting between witch and vampires, wondering just what She had done recently to merit experiencing this torture. To top off the torture of watching the three interact She also had to listen to the vampire play. Gia might be a musical prodogy, but to The Cursed One it was just loud noise.

She was really happy when the old bag decided to let them out without agreeing to ally with them, that way they got out so much quicker. But then it was Gia to save the day with her outspokenness. Clearly Josephine was taken aback by it, and she seemed to respect the new vampire even more. The Cursed rolled her eyes, if all it would have taken was some "candor" She could have told them off with a lot more than that, but no one cared to hear her opinion.

She was suprised when Josephine turned to address her. "And just what do you do?"

"Nothing ma'am, I'm just the glorified body guard." She said, not even trying to hide her disdain for the witch.

"Indeed?" The witch asked. "No, I don't think that's all you are."

The Cursed One just smiled and it was not a very nice one. "Maybe I am more, but you really wouldn't want to find out."

"It seems this one is also not shy of revealing her feelings to me, interesting. It seems that you are a man who seems to gather honest people around them." Josephine said the last to Elijah before bidding them a good day.

Stepping out the door She almost shook herself to rid herself of the stench of witches, but She refrained. Deciding it was better to not even give the witches a glimpse that they got to her, instead She channeled her thoughts into pleasant more pleasant thoughts. Primarily on how She would torture witches, and give them some pain. Those thoughts put her in an almost cheerful mood until She and Elijah joined his brother in the cemetary.

She helped Elijah hold back Klaus, on his orders, keeping him from killing the body that Finn had taken over. Personally he was a witch so She would have had not problem with ripping his head off, but orders were orders.

When the supposed sister Freya showed up The Cursed One snarled, She could tell that this was a witch by the scent of her alone. And if that wasn't warning enough the ring was giving off major warnings of danger, as if it was sensing that this witch in particular was powerful. She placed herself near to Elijah just in case the witch decided to attack, but it seemed that Freya merely wanted to talk. Freya, obviously, had heard the Cursed One's snarl, but she seemed more interested in persuading her brothers first.

Freya's casting of the spell did not create a warning hum in the ring so She did not attack, but She still kept prepared for any sign of attack. The Cursed One just contented herself with watching, hoping that Freya would give her a reason, any reason, to attack. Sadly none came, and She was forced to watch Klaus do the very thing she wanted to do, leave this place.

After Klaus left it seemed to remove the last order of business before Freya was free to ask about The Cursed One. Thankfully her master was not the trusting sort, and did not give anything away about the ring other than a "she is with me. You needn't concern yourself with her presence." Freya clearly was not happy with not being told anything, but wanting to gain her brother's trust she was willing to let it go, for now.

Withdrawing from the cemetery She was happy to be out of the presence of the Mikaelson witch, but her happiness was short-lived when She saw that Gia was at her master's apartment, and Elijah certainly didn't look like he would be kicking her out any time soon. Add to that the flirting that was going on and She could put two and two together. The Cursed One dismissed herself for the night since Elijah was too wrapped up in Gia to even notice her presence, and since She had no other place to go She decided to head back to the Mikaelson Manor. Forget the werewolves there, they had better steer clear of her. She would actualy relish a fight, it would certainly vent some of her fustrations at being unable to kill the witches She had come in contact with throughout the day.

Sadly the wolves seemed satisfied with leaving her alone for now, and not willing to be kicked out of her only other place to stay for instigating a fight She subtly checked on Hope then went to her old room. Thankfully no one else had moved into it, and it seemed they even had left some of Keira's pictures she had Cursed One had no desire to look at them, instead She settled in for the night, keeping aware enough to know if anyone was going to attack her.

Breakfast With The Mikaelsons

The Cursed One was bored, no strike that she was beyond bored! You would think that with all of the excitment that usually surrounded the Originals that something would have happened by now, but with Finn taken care of, Freya as a potential ally, and the witches in a tentative alliance there was nothing going on.

She almost cried with happiness when She and Elijah showed up to deal with the crowd of witches gathered to try to take Rebekah. When Elijah walked through the group She stalked around them till she was right in front of the group. She was satisfied to see some witches lose their confidence and back up, keeping a wary look on her. It reminded her of a herd of sheep surrounded by wolves. She bared her teeth, in a mockery of a smile causing some witches to take an even further step back. While her master tried to reach a peaceful end to the confrontation She stalked around the group, forcing them to keep their attention between to fronts. Herself and the vampires in the front.

She hoped that they would disregard Elijah's words, She was certainly looking to start the bloodshed. Josaphine did a fine job of avoiding the predater circling her group, but the rest of the witches didn't look to be anywhere close to being in control of the situation. The Cursed One was quite enjoying herself.

Sadly his words had an affect on the witches and they left, after giving an ultimation. Though that didn't concern her in the slightest, She was rather eager to enter the killing feild with these witches and bathe in their blood.

After that confrontation it was off to the family breakfast, which She certainly wasn't going to be able to enjoy. Once again it was back to being a living furniture piece, though to see the two brothers arguing was entertaining enough. The mood was altered at the arrival of their sister, and it was back to being bored. Still The Cursed One was able to learn of the new threat to Hope, but She could tell that Freya was holding back. She was honest in her information yes, but The Cursed One wondered just what this long lost sister of the Originals was hiding. Her natural distrust of witches kept her from being taken in by Freya's sob story, and She could see that Klaus was also suspicious of the witch.

She could see that Elijah was taken in by the story, though by how much The Cursed One Could not tell. She was certainly happy when a break was called from the family history lesson in favor of dealing with the crisis of Rebekah's body. Frankly She was on Klaus' side on this, sister or not, Freya was still a witch and not to be trusted. But no one bothered to ask her oppinion so She was certainly not going to give it.

When Freya came in all confident that she could cure Rebekah it certainly pinged on The Cursed One's danger radar. She knew for a fact that She wouldn't have let the witch anywhere near her body, even if She was dying. Freya's use of memories and warm family feelings raised The Cursed One's suspicions even more. She had been enslaved to people who were quite adept at manipulating people, and this certainly fit the mold for this. She knew that if she were free to act Freya would have suffered more than a snapped neck.

She was ordered to stay with Klaus to keep him from harming Freya any further, and She hated that order. She wanted more than anything to kill a witch, and since Josephine and her coven were off limits then Freya was certainly within reach. It was yet more torture to have Freya right in front of her, the warm blood pulling through her veins, and The Cursed One powerless to spill it. She spared a thought of why she was reacting this strongly to this particular witch. The Cursed One had to deal with other witches when enslaved to a human master with hatred, but not this almost over powerful urge to kill one. Still it could be that She had not really come into contact with a witch quite as powerful as Freya was. She put the thought out of her mind to focus on the two conversing, deciding it was not worth it to dwell on something that She wouldn't be able to figure out.

This was a hard chapter to write, the next one flowed easily with ideas and such, but this one just didn't want to go anywhere. That's the reason for the lateness of this one.

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