Summary:

It has been over a thousand years since Juliet Ambrosia had last seen her one true love; then again if it weren't for him, she wouldn't be the monster she was made to be. Nevertheless, once news reached her ears that vampires were at war – fighting to kill one of the Original Vampires so their sire line could rule, Juliet decided it was time to reveal her existence to protect her sire line; Klaus. Secrets come to light and a love reignites but will it last long?

Disclaimer:

I do not own any character from CW's The Original, nor the story line of vampires fighting for 'strongest sire line'. I do however own Juliet Ambrosia and any plot that involves her. Please have respect and do not, under any circumstance, take or plagiarize my work for I have worked hard to write this fanfiction.

Wild At Heart pt. 2

Seeing the Original vampire didn't surprise Juliet, hell she half expected to find Klaus anywhere Cami had been. Once someone was in Klaus's sights, they would never be left alone. In a sense, that person should feel safe as Klaus was one of the most powerful beings in the world, but at the same time Klaus did have stalker tendencies. The trio moved to a corner booth where they shared a drink. It was apparent how annoyed Cami was with the situation; she wanted to learn the ways of being a vampire all on her own without the guided help from either Klaus or Juliet. And yet, as she sat in between the older vampires, Cami felt small; belittled. Klaus, on the other hand, looked joyed with having found both women in the same place; he could scold both and have it be done with.

"Thanks for the drink," Cami mumbled, breaking the silence between the three of them.

"You seemed rather thirsty," Klaus responded, the hidden meaning evident in the tone of his voice. Cami rolled her eyes as the man, taking a sip from the glass. "You would've torn him apart whether you meant to or not. Probably doing the world a favor in the process, but…" Juliet stopped him, annoyed by his assumption that the blonde couldn't control her thirst.

"For Heaven's sake Klaus, she's not a child."

"Yeah. I'm a vampire now. Isn't that what we do? We hunt. We feed. We kill," Cami interfered, defending herself. Klaus, looking slightly embarrassed, gave the women a look.

"We might want to keep our voices down just a little bit..."

"Why? Can't we just compel anyone to do anything we want? Isn't that what you do all the time?" Juliet smiled at the woman while Klaus clearly became concerned by Camille's personality change. Nevertheless, Klaus tried his best to remain patient with the newly turned vampire.

"What I do and what you do are not the same thing." Juliet scuffed at his remark, finding it rather offensive. "Now, I know our little chats may have you feeling like you're quite the expert, but you're not equipped to live in this world."

"Says you," Juliet interrupted the man, before turning to Cami. "But what he says and you feel are two completely different things. Sure, it might be a little better if you had someone to show you the metaphorical ropes of being a vampire. But it looks to me like you already have a grip on it. Take for example, you compelling that sexist frat baby to provide a hefty tip for your friend. There's nothing wrong with that? And in any case, if you did rip out his jugular in the alley way later, who would've missed him? How many women would have been spared by his disgusting and belittling attitude?"

"But think about how you would have felt after you killed an innocent man," Klaus spoke up, his irritation for Juliet growing by the second.

"The feelings of guilt last for a few minutes maximum. Then you would have continued on your merry way to live the wonderful life you've been given." The older vampires stared at each other, both sending glares. Because of his emotions for the blonde, Klaus was merely thinking about the old Camille while Juliet was more focused on the new vampire. Even she knew once turned, the personality rarely stays the same; the emotions were too intense. It would take decades, maybe even a century, for Klaus to see even a hint of the old Cami.

"Maybe Klaus is right." Juliet stared at Cami, a bit taken back by the woman's sudden change. "My emotions are all over the place. I feel like someone turned up the volume on my life, and I can't hear myself think. And everything feels so good, but it's all happening at once." The admission seemed to relieve Klaus as she slid closer to Cami.

"So let me help you. And I promise, you will live a life others only dream of." Juliet rolled her eyes as his words. Camille, who had swiftly changed her mind, seemed interested in his offer. However, Juliet noticed something in her eyes – a familiar spark like fire crackling. This made the older woman tilt her head, suddenly very interested in what was going on inside Camille's head. "Besides, if you're gonna learn, you may as well learn from the best."

"The best?" Juliet questioned, her brows furrowing. "I think we can all argue that we have different opinions on who is the best teacher for Camille at this moment," Juliet fought, a light scuff escaping her lips. "What Camille needs is a strong hand, structure and someone with confidence to teach her how to get a firm grip on this new reality. You, Klaus, might have a strong hand but you are neither confident in this nor have structure. Simply because you've known her during the brief period of her human life doesn't make you an expert on what she needs or what is best for her."

"I think I'm grown enough to make my own decisions thanks mom and dad." Camille's words halted Juliet from saying anything else; she really was acting like a mother. Her mouth closed immediately before she sent a glare toward Klaus. "The situation I'm in sucks, okay? I'd much rather be a human but unfortunately, that's not my reality. But right now, I can't take the arguing – especially when it's over me and who is going to teach me how to be a vampire." Cami paused for a few minutes, mauling over the options she had. On one hand there was Klaus, the man she had somehow fallen in love with during her human years; the man who had basically wanted to force her hand in making her transition permanent when she clearly stated she chose to die than become a vampire. Or, should she choose Juliet – an acquaintance. A woman who, Cami believed, had an unbiased opinion and simply wanted to help in the matter as she had felt sorry for the woman. "I'm not a charity case," Camille began, as she slowly made her decision. "And I don't want to be around someone who thinks I am."

Since their encounter at the bar, day had turned to night which only meant easier hunting. Tourists and residents of New Orleans roamed around the constant busy streets with smiles on their faces and one goal in mind – have a great night. Many memories were made; some good and some bad. For a particular young lady, the night would have been filled with terrible and horrific memories of a psychopathic man who had no consideration for anyone's feelings and who did not know what the meaning of 'no' meant. There were many men like this, unfortunately, and for the unsuspecting woman, that one had been stalking her since she had first arrived in New Orleans.

Juliet leaned against the brick wall of the alley way where the aggressive man pushed the young woman, his threats harsh and forceful. Men like him were the reason why Juliet continued her existence as a vampire; bringing a little brightness to the world every time she drained the life out of sexual deviants. Cami was another who valued the same as Juliet; protecting other women from men like him. And as Juliet nodded over to the man, Camille's anger rose and her steps were quick as she approached the aggressive man. The blonde called out for him, getting his attention almost immediately. He ran. Ran as fast as he could in fear of getting caught for the crime he was about to commit. "Run," Cami told the girl before she ran after the man; her enhanced speed out running the man. Standing in front of him, the blonde woman offered a cunning smirk as her eyes transitioned to blood red and her veins clearly began pulsating. "Do not scream," she compelled him, her fangs piercing his jugular.

Klaus, unhappy with Cami's decision, stood beside Juliet, his fingers interlaced behind his back. His eyes watched as Camille drank from the criminal's neck as Juliet smiled at her project. "Not bad," the man commented, defeat in his voice.

"Cheer up, Klaus. There will be many more rounds to come," Juliet taunted, lightly patting her friend on the shoulder before approaching Camille. "Listen to his heartbeat," Juliet instructed; her voice low. "It'll tell you when to stop." Camille continued feeding on the man while both women listened to his heartbeat. It started off fast due to the fear and confusion coursing through him, but it quickly began to slow. A slight concern arised in Juliet when she noticed Cami didn't heed the instruction. Klaus, worried, approached them and called out her name.

"Leave her alone, Klaus. Let her learn."

"Camille." Still, the woman ignored him and continued feeding. Klaus sighed in frustration as he looked around to ensure no one was watching. "Camille!" Again the blonde ignored him, thirsty for more of the red liquid. This forced Klaus to pull Camille off from her meal, shoving her backward away from her victim. "Enough!" Camille rolled her eyes sarcastically at his reaction, her gaze also finding Juliet's.

"I'm sorry, are you of all people offering me a lesson in restraint?" Camille questioned, laughing in amusement. Juliet couldn't help but smile as Klaus turned to the horrified man, compelling him to leave – forgetting their faces. The man ran at almost an inhuman speed before Klaus instructed for them to leave, claiming Camille wasn't herself. "I am myself Klaus, and I'm not finished. And, by the way, I resent the critique! I spent the last two years listening to every malicious thing you've ever done. How many hundreds of people have you killed, Klaus?"

"She has a point," Juliet mumbled, her gaze avoiding Klaus's killer stare.

"I measure the number in the hundreds of thousands, leaving me no hope of absolution." Klaus offered her a significant look in an effort to emphasize how serious he was being. "It's not a fate I wish for you." Camille sighed and walked toward him, sliding her hands up his chest and squeezing his shoulders before moving her soft hands to his neck. Juliet took a step back from the two, feeling a bit awkward from the sudden affection.

"You don't get it. I've always tried to get you to be something else, something more human … and I was wrong. You are exactly what you're meant to be, and now I'm just like you." In an attempt to make him realize her words, Cami cupped his face with her small hands and leaned in to kiss him. Much to her disappointment, Klaus pulled away – torn between worrying about the possibility of losing the old Cami and his intrigue regarding Cami's new self as a vampire. He paused for a moment as he struggled for the words to say.

"This," he paused once again. "It's not you, Camille." With a look of disappointment, Camille agreed as she cupped Klaus's chin with her hand. With a raised brow, Juliet noticed this unfolding and knew there was only one way Camille was going to escape Klaus's watchful eye. Suddenly, Camille took advantage of Klaus' lowered guard and flicked her wrist, snapping his neck and letting his body crumple onto the ground.

"That's better." With raised brows and an open mouth, Juliet scuffed a chuckle as she clapped her hands together. Camille was definitely conforming into her vampire self nicely and Juliet admired it.

"Congratulations Camille, you have officially learned the number one rule about being a vampire; everyone for themselves." Juliet linked arms with the blonde woman and began walking down the lane, patting her pale hand. "Now, I'm glad you've realized who you and that you don't necessarily need him, but here's the thing, I need you to do something for me."

"I don't exactly want to be a puppet," Cami spoke, her annoyance level still high.

"I understand, but I just need you to do one little thing, and in return I'll make sure you have all your family's dark magical items returned to your possession." With that, Cami was instantly interested in hearing what Juliet had to say.

After leaving Camille in the middle of the New Orleans party scene, Juliet made a B-Line to the Mikaelson Compound. Though she hadn't been there for a few days, Juliet needed some of her belongings, plus a good night's rest; staying with Marcel was not going to grant her that luxury. And with Klaus still on the ground after Camille selfishly broke his neck, Juliet had a feeling she would be coming home to either an empty bunker or to an irritated Elijah Mikaelson. But as she walked through the house and into her room, Juliet was mistaken; Hayley looked up to the woman with a raised brow. "Elijah said we can move in," Hayley spoke as she looked toward her daughter who was playing in the corner of the room with her favorite toy horse. "Since this was my room previously I figured it'd be okay and you can have Rebekah's room for the time being." Juliet, still surprised by the sight of the mother unpacking her things in the house, curtly nodded before turning on her heel. Much to her dismay, Hayley stopped her. "Look I know we started off on the wrong foot but I want you to know that I am happy that you're in their life again. It's good for them to have someone in their life that they can count on." This took Juliet by surprise; had the murder of her husband change her attitude?

"Oh … um. Thank you," Juliet mumbled with another nod. Just as she was about to turn again, Hayley stopped her.

"Can you tell me about them, you know before they were forced to turn into vampires?" Juliet wasn't sure what Hayley wanted or if she was doing this to stall her, but for a brief moment the woman felt relieved there wasn't animosity between them.

"What do you want to know?" Juliet asked; her posture relaxing out of her defensive stance.

"Everything … anything. I mean, Klaus wasn't always like this; this manipulative monster that he is. He had to have been different before he was turned and I just want to know that there could be some good qualities passed down to our daughter." She felt for the mother; Juliet wouldn't want a child with Klaus to be as conniving as he was. Letting out a soft sigh, Juliet leaned against the door frame, her arms crossing.

"Truth be told, Klaus wasn't like this even when he was first turned into a vampire. Klaus was warm and kind. He eagerly showed his love for his family; all of them. Finn, Kol, Rebekah, Elijah and when Henrik was alive, him too. In fact, he and Henrik were very close. He was the one that was the most broken up about his little brother falling at the hands of werewolves. I had never seen him so torn, even after I told him I didn't love him, but his brother."

"Wait, Klaus had a thing for you too?" Hayley inquired, her obviously annoyance dipping in her voice

"Oh yes. Both brothers actually 'had a thing' as you say."

"Why did you choose Elijah then, if you knew Klaus was in love with you too?"

"You know Elijah like I do, Hayley. You know his charm and that look he gives; how it makes you melt. How his hot breath against your lips just lures you in. It's some kind of ability he holds over you; that's why I chose him. I was deeply and regrettably infatuated with the man. The vampire on the other hand, I'm … not sure I can stomach how he's changed sometimes." The distant look in Juliet's eyes made Hayley hesitate to ask the difference between human Elijah and vampire Elijah. Then again, Hayley knew Elijah now and even then; the woman was in love with him. She didn't necessarily need to know about his past as it was nothing of who he was now. It was evident that Juliet still held human Elijah close to her and Hayley wondered if the older vampire would ever let it go. "Either way, all of that is not something I'm quite interested in at the moment. What I want is to make sure the prophecy isn't fulfilled and they're safe."

"That's funny you say that," Hayley mumbled, her eyes giving a slight roll. "'Cause it seems ever since you showed up, everything has just fallen apart."Juliet understood Hayley's frustration as she was completely right. Since Juliet re-entered the Original Family's lives, there had been one tragedy after another in Hayley's life. Her husband's murder, the loss of Elijah's love, hell even Klaus preferred his long lost friend over her. But Juliet hadn't intended on creating a hard life for the mother; she planned on fixing things. Eventually. In the meantime, Juliet needed to keep up appearances.

"Don't blame your misfortunes on me, love. I have nothing to do with your bad luck." The mother wasn't convinced. With narrowed eyes and a razor sharp glare, Hayley kept her arms folded as she watched Juliet sauntered across the room. "Have you ever wondered why your luck turned after meeting, and having relations with, Klaus Mikaelson? Besides carrying his spawn you've become quite a part of the family. A family so powerful, everyone is scared, intimidated or vengeful toward. The Original family has brought all this misfortune into your life the second you met Klaus Mikaelson." Still, Hayley said nothing but stared as Juliet handed her the ring Elijah had given to her years ago.

"What's this?"

"This is the promise Elijah had made to me before he was turned into a vampire. We were to be married. And instead of 'always and forever', happily married with children and grandchildren … well you get the idea." As she spoke, Hayley's eyes stared harshly at the ring; her fingers examining it once Juliet dropped it in her palm.

"Why do you carry it with you?"

"To remind myself that nothing lasts forever." Juliet stared softly at Hayley despite the mother's glare. She didn't want Hayley to end up harboring hatred for Elijah like she had been doing all these years. Hayley didn't want the child to be affected by the harsh realities of the Mikaelson family, but it wasn't her choice and Juliet wasn't for forcing anything upon anyone. But she wanted Hayley to understand the precaution of meddling with the Mikaelson family; the danger. "Not even the Mikaelsons." Hayley wanted to continue speaking with the older vampire, to ask more questions about the family to ease the worries she had about her daughter and her love for Elijah. But before she could muster up another question, both women heard the familiar voices of an arguing Klaus and Camille. "I can see you're still curious Hayley, but I think that concludes our discussion for now." Anyone who learned Juliet's history with the Mikaelson family had many questions, Hayley was no different. And Juliet knew there would be a later time between them when they would get the opportunity to speak, but at that present moment, Juliet knew there should be others present during Klaus's and Cami's argument. Turning on her heel, Juliet began to walk toward the courtyard the yelling came from, Hayley following close by.

Entering the courtyard, Klaus wore an exasperated expression as Cami argued in opposition to his pleas. Juliet understood why Klaus was so keen on keeping Cami in his sights and not allowing her anywhere near the dark magical items; they were dangerous for a newly turned vampire. Though they are dangerous for humans as well, Klaus feared Cami would use them to her advantage, rendering anyone from providing the help she needed. "You can't just force her to stay here Klaus," Hayley spoke, stepping out from behind Juliet, her arms wearily folded across her chest. Juliet stood beside her, keeping her lips sealed from the situation; it was her who advised Cami where the items were. For Klaus to have retrieved the blonde meant he knew a taste of what was running through Camille's mind.

"Finally! Someone who's on my side!" Cami exclaimed, her arms thrown in the air. Klaus glared at both Hayley and Juliet, his lips purses tightly together.

"Oh, don't get me wrong," Hayley began, her attitude shifting to the blonde. "I remember when I turned, and you for sure shouldn't have a box of witch crap." Hayley turned her attention to Klaus, who still wore a look of annoyance. "But you can't hold her hostage either. Let me talk to her."

"I hardly think now is the time for a woman's empowerment meeting," Klaus responded; unamused.

Hayley sighed and stared at Klaus in the eyes with a no-nonsense expression. "She died, Klaus, because she got caught up in the Mikaelson world. Just like me. Just like Juliet. Just like Jackson. So yeah, she and I have a few things to talk about." Hayley inserting Juliet in her addition surprised both Klaus and Juliet. Looking as if he was about to argue, Klaus was stopped by Elijah who entered the room.

"Niklaus … a word?" Klaus sighed in defeat, leaving Hayley, Juliet and Camille to talk while he joined Elijah in his study.

Author's Note:

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