Thank you for the review I've gotten. It makes me excited again to write. I've been writing stories for a while but I never felt the desire to post them, until my family said I should…if only to get them out of my head. I want to make this clear…Era won't be good. Not even close. She may soften. (I don't want to make her totally unlikable.) But I wanted her to be a dark character…I wanted her to be someone you didn't know if you approved of. She's done horrible things and doesn't feel bad for most of them. She is Klaus's prodigy after all. Ok…on with chapter 2. I own nothing you recognize.

Era woke with the sun streaming on her face. Her lips curved into a smile. She began to get ready, wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Her hair went in low pigtails that reached past her stomach. Era had no desire to go to school, and Klaus himself was going to make up for her having to. She had tried once in the 50's but hadn't lasted the day. Humans disgusted her. The only thing on their mind was the next test or who they were taking on a date. They never knew that their classmate could kill them quite easily…and she had on several occasions. She walked down the stairs, and Stefan whistled.

"You must be Era. I was told we'd have a house guest, but they didn't say she'd be beautiful." Era smirked.

"And they told me Damon had a brother. Too bad Damon is the better looking one." The smirk fell from Stefan's face. "Let me make myself perfectly clear; I'm here to help Klaus. I'm loyal to him without having to be compelled, and I have no respect for those who are only inspired to have loyalty because of it. Stay out of my way or I'll hang you upside down from a tree, slit your throat, and then watch you bleed all over the ground." She brushed past him and sent a flirty wink at Damon.

"Where are you headed?" Damon asked.

"School. It's the easiest way to keep an eye on your little blood bag. I need to find Rebekah, and then maybe someone to eat." She smiled before exiting.

The school was mundane to say the least. Era weaved in and out of the crowd. She was hungry, and would have to get something to eat soon. The humans never knew how tantalizing their pulse was. The slow beating pounded against their skin, as if it begged to be free. Her fangs would pierce the skin, sending a fountain of blood shooting into her mouth. The taste would be exotic and fierce. Each person had their own taste, whether it was plain to almost spicy. She sighed and shook her head. No point in thinking about it right now.

"Oh I'm going to be bored here." Era spotted Jeremy by his locker. "Mm yummy." She walked up to him and waited for him to notice her. He jumped when he did.

"Hello Jeremy. Want to show me around school?" She asked, smirking. He slightly glared at her.

"Um I don't think that's a good idea," He replied, trying to walk away. Era raised an eye brow.

"Big sister told you to stay away from me. Do you always do what Elena tells you to?" Jeremy stopped to glare at her. He opened his mouth to reply. Elena walked up and interrupted.

"Leave my brother alone." Era chuckled. Her hand shot out to grasp Elena's throat and pushed her against the locker.

"Don't test me little girl. I might just find a more painful way to get your blood for Klaus. He only said to keep you alive. Never said anything about what condition you have to be in. Understood?" Elena nodded as much as she could.

"Back off," Jeremy said, holding a vial of vervain. Era bared her teeth in a smile, and raised her hands, palms forward.

"See you in class," She said, leaving Elena rubbing her neck.

Era walked into the class of the vampire hunter. Rebekah sat in the second row, her back to her. She was just as Era remembered. This woman had been her only girl companion in the centuries.

"Hello Rebekah." Her head snapped up as she heard the familiar voice. Rebekah tackled her in a hug.

"How've you been? It's been a century since I saw you last."

"About that," Era replied, smiling. Alaric cleared his throat

"We'll talk later." Era nodded and took her seat. This was going to be a long day. Era hoped she could get through it without killing someone.

Rebekah took her to her table full of fashion drones. Era raised an eyebrow at Rebekah. Since when did human company matter to her? They weren't even good company, droning on about the dance coming up.

"What? They do everything I ask. It's nice," Rebekah said, dismissing Era's look of disapproval.

"It's too easy," Era said, rolling her eyes.

"Compared to you, who has to do everything the hard way," Rebekah shot back.

"They scream louder when you do," Era whispered back, causing Rebekah to smile.

"You were always so vicious."

"Learned from the best." Rebekah laughed and turned to talk to her fashion drones. Era glanced over at Elena's table. They were bent over, talking quietly. She guessed they were talking about her, and what to do about her. Era caught Jeremy glancing at her, and she winked. He looked away quickly.

"Got your eye on someone, Era?" Rebekah's voice broke through her distraction.

"Thinking about taking the Gilbert boy for a ride," Era replied, smirking.

"Oh yes…he does look delectable, but I'm after the hybrid."

"Be careful. Klaus won't be happy if you fuck up his first hybrid," Era warned.

"Oh he'll make more if something were to happen to him," Rebekah replied. Era sighed. She was so stubborn. Era remembered all the times they would have girl talk. Rebekah had a shortage of girls to talk to in her life. They used to complain about how dumb Klaus could be sometimes, though they both loved him.

"So, Era, tell us about yourself. Do you plan on coming to Homecoming?" One of the blonde drones asked.

"Of course she does," Rebekah answered before Era could. She raised her eyebrows at the girl. Rebekah sent Era a pleading, yet smug look.

"Who do you plan on asking?" Another asked.

"Not sure. I might go alone," Era replied.

"I bet plenty of boys will ask you." Era rolled her eyes. She went back to ignoring them.

The end of the day couldn't have sooner.

"Ugh now I remember why I never went back to high school after the first try," Era said to Rebekah. She laughed.

"How about some alcohol? All they have at that house is scotch or bourbon. I remember your love for vodka." Era smiled.

"A girl after my own heart." They walked to the liquor store. Era chose the most expensive bottle of vodka, a case of corona, and a bottle of cranberry juice.

"Total comes to 130.00. May I see some I.D?" The cashier asked.

"You don't need I.D." Era replied, looking into his eyes. The cashier's eyes became hazy as the effects of compulsion set in.

"Of course I don't." Era paid and took the bag. She gave the cashier a sultry smile before they started to walk towards the Salvatore house.

"So what have you been doing the past one hundred years?" Rebekah asked as they sat in the study.

"Traveling mostly. Feeding and fucking along the way." Rebekah laughed. Era took a sip of the cranberry juice and vodka, while lighting a cigarette.

"Klaus went crazy after you left. Went into a rage that even scared me. Why did you leave?" She asked softly.

"We'd been together for 800 years. 500 of which were spent as lovers. I needed some time to know I could survive on my own. Then the whole thing with Jonathan happened…I needed time." Rebekah looked away. "I was planning on returning to him later this year." Rebekah searched for the words. She settled on trying to change the subject.

"So are you going to make Gilbert take you to Homecoming?" Her voice picked up in excitement at the prospect of Homecoming.

"Bekah, you're acting like a mortal teen. We're vampires. Mortal dances are beneath us," Era said lazily.

"A vampire has time to experience everything. This is one of those things. They didn't have this kind of stuff when we were growing up. You ARE coming. If you don't want Gilbert, then we can compel someone else for you to take advantage of and drain dry." They both laughed. Damon walked into the room at the sound of their laughter.

"What are you two gabbing about?" He asked.

"How many ways we can torture your blood bag without killing her," Era replied. Damon was in front of her in seconds, fangs bared. Rebekah looked at Era in excitement.

"If you touch Elena, I'll…" Era stood, her own fangs popping out.

"You'll what? Let me remind you that if you want to start 'my fangs are bigger than your fangs', you might want to remember who you're talking to. I haven't gotten my reputation by sitting docile and doe eyed." Damon glared at her. Era had no doubt that he would try to kill her if she gave him the chance. She stubbed out her cigarette. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go find someone to eat."

"I thought we agreed you wouldn't kill anyone." Damon said angrily.

"I lied," She called back as she walked out the door.

"Elijah!"

"It's no point. He can't control her," Rebekah said.

"Why wouldn't he just kill her? He's older and she's annoying," Damon replied.

"Because he loves her. She's brutal but there are sides to her only someone who spent centuries with her would see. Add to the fact that if he did, there would be no place on Earth he could hide from Nick. Stay clear. You may get the chance to kill her but if I were you I wouldn't take it. It won't only be my brother after you, but me as well." She walked out of the room.

Era pulled back from the man she had lured into the woods. She hadn't killed him. As much as she hated rules, Era knew she'd be in a town full of vampire haters for a while. At least until Klaus got his ass back here. She missed him. A hundred years had given her enough time to forgive him. Era just hoped he forgave her for leaving. The time a part from him had been torture but necessary. Her eyes went back to the man in her grasp.

"Remember nothing. Go get yourself some juice and cookies." The man walked away like a robot.

"Well well…look who we have here?" Stefan stood, leaning against a tree. Era rolled her eyes.

"Can you sound any more B movie?"

"You really don't like me, do you?" Stefan smirked. Era just laughed.

"I don't respect lap dogs."

"Though aren't you one yourself. You've been Klaus's bitch from the moment you were turned." Her smile dropped from her face.

"I'm not someone who had to be compelled. Klaus and I were equals," Era said angrily. Stefan smiled, knowing he was getting to her.

"He is a hybrid and an original. You aren't anymore an equal than I am." He walked away, satisfied. Era slammed her fist straight through the tree next to her, causing it to fall. Maybe she should have killed that guy. It always made her feel better. That stupid vampire had no right to speak to her that way. He knew nothing of her relationship with Klaus. He didn't know of the centuries they spent together. She wouldn't let him get to her. Era was confident of Klaus's love for her. A smell caught her nose and she smiled again. She raced towards the scent, before coming to a stop. Jeremy was walking down the path. He appeared to be mumbling to himself.

"All alone?" Jeremy glanced over at her as if he wasn't surprised. "Were you expecting me?"

"Not really," He replied. Looking briefly to his left and sighed.

"Mind if I walk with you?" She began to walk to beside him before he could answer.

"You're going to anyway." Era just shrugged.

"I'm not as bad as you think I am." She stopped. "Well that's a lie actually."

"You maim and kill with no remorse. You've threatened my sister twice. Excuse me for not jumping for joy you're here." Era chuckled.

"It's an easy way to live. I pity you for your humanity. It always gets in the way of what needs to be done. You're spunky though. It's been awhile since I've been human. I'm afraid I don't hold them in high regard. Women in my day were treated as chattel."

"Where are you from?" Jeremy hated that he was curious.

"Ireland. I was 19 and a prostitute when Klaus found me." Jeremy snorted.

"Prostitute? No wonder you hate men." Era laughed cruelly.

"Well I had an awesome rack, perfect for attracting customers." His eyes widened before he started to laugh against his will.

"So about this Homecoming business... I want you to accompany me." Jeremy looked wary.

"Are you commanding me to?" He demanded. Era twisted a finger through her hair and smirked.

"Contrary to popular belief, I don't force my way with everything. Compelling is a last resort for dates. I prefer them willing." Era thought to the man she had compelled in the woods and smiled. That didn't count as a date.

"I don't think so then," He replied cautiously.

"Hmm pity. I'll just ask one of your little friends, but unlike your life, I can't guarantee they will have theirs by the end of the night." She started to walk away. Era knew he would stop her. He was too noble not to.

"Wait!" She paused. "I can't let you do that. I thought you only wanted willing dates," Jeremy said angrily. She turned around.

"I never said that I wouldn't blackmail you to make you willing." Her smirk was deadly. She ran her hand over his chest. "I'll call you later with the details." Jeremy was left defeated, and yet a bit excited. He promptly tried to squash the feeling.

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