We pulled up at the familiar surroundings of New Orleans, so much had changed yet so much had remained the same. I smirked despite feeling a pang in my heart, I never thought I'd see this city again after Mikael but it seemed that New Orleans was tougher than I gave credit. I leant over towards the driver and compelled him to forget me, which of course he obliged and drove off once I stepped outside.

I straightened my jacket and began to walk down Bourbon Street, something was different. I shrugged it off and began to wonder, was our old home still there? I glanced down at my watch, it was almost 6pm and it was getting darker. I glanced around me noticing that I was being watched; I ignored them and continued to walk.

I suddenly froze, our home was still there. I narrowed my eyes and stepped closer to the gates, someone was living here.

I stepped into the grounds and stared around, everything was how it was when we left. The 'M' shields still in full tack, I stepped closer and grazed my fingers across the lettering.

"This is private property" I turned around to see a young man frowning at me

"I am aware of that" I replied and turned back towards the shield.

Suddenly I felt an arm on my shoulder which pulled me back, he was a vampire. I jumped up and growled loudly before throwing him across the room and pinning him into the wall. He tried to breathe as I tightened my grasp around his throat.

"Is that any way to treat an Original?" I tilted my head as his dark eyes glossed with realization

"Diego?" A chill went down my spine as I heard a familiar voice; I let him lose and turned around to greet him. "Kol Mikaelson?" He muttered in both shock and anticipation as he stared at me.

"Guess you never know what you're going to find in New Orleans…" I muttered as Diego jumped onto his feet ready to fight again, but Marcel lightly pushed him back. "Marcellus Gerard, I thought you were dead" I replied back coldly, his eyes darted away towards what seemed to be another vampire coming towards him.

"I've been waiting a long time for a Mikaelson to return, I was beginning to wonder if any of you would return" I chuckled

"Well since Bekah and I both had daggers in our hearts it wouldn't be us" His eyes changed "You know of my brothers ridiculous actions" I placed my hands in my pockets and looked around "Seems in our absence you've kept things in order"

"I thought if you'd all return you'd want it to be in working order"

"So are you going to show me what you've done, after all I am starving" Marcel smiled widely and chuckled before giving me a tight hug.

"Guest of honours only get the best in my city" We both laughed as he lead me out of the compound.

"Although I'm impressed on what you've achieved, it's best not to invite my brother…wouldn't want him trundling here and getting jealous"

"Your wish is my command Kol"

"Excellent" I replied simply as he lead me into our old home, he smiled brightly as he passed who I assumed to be his lackeys as they carried pieces of furniture and various other objects through the corridors. "Renovations?" I muttered but he shook his head and smirked widely, I was intrigued.

"Turn out you arrived just in time for our special party" He had a little skip in his step as we reached what looked like an office. "It'll be in your honour tonight, I know how you and your siblings like those sorts of things"

"Oh I'm feeling rather spoilt tonight" I smirked, but a serious look changed and he came closer.

"One rule though tonight" I narrowed my eyes, I hated rules. "No killing of the invited guests. Vampires rule this city, but, we still need to keep low key to keep the tourists coming. Lots of mysterious deaths will mean no-one will come here, i.e. no food…You understand right?"

"So what happens tonight?" The smile grew again

"An exclusive party, humans are picked out and invited, they come we party then at the right time we grab a snack, heal them and remove their memory"

"Not as good as killing" I grumbled but he gave a light chuckle.

"But the best compromise to stay in power and keep the parties flowing" He held out his arms before chuckling loudly and clapping his hands. I had to give it to him, it was a decent compromise. "So what brings you to the French Quarter again…?"

I looked away and twisted my lips slightly as he began to pour a drink, he watched me closely as I tried to invent an answer. But I couldn't find one; he raised his eyebrows as he passed me a glass.

"Just someone I met made me remember this place" I sighed

"What were they like?" He chuckled "I'd assume this is a girl we're talking about" I laughed and nodded before drinking.

"Completely baffling" He finished his drink and put it to the side before slightly slapping my back and chuckling.

"Aren't they all? Come on its almost time"

A/N~ I'd like to apologise for the lack of updates on not only this story but all of them, I haven't abandoned them and I'm always trying to think up new ideas. However its my final year of college and I've been bombarded with assignments and just don't have any spare time to write. But I managed a quickly write this chapter as I'd previously written some paragraphs a few months ago. So again I'm sorry but I hope you enjoy this update, please leave some feedback x