It's a dark night, as I walk through New Orleans. I have forgotten how much I love this town. It's a small town like Mystic Falls, but it's different. New Orleans has this peacefulness that you won't be able to get in Mystic Falls. But I will never forget Mystic Falls, because part of me misses it. There is a vampiress that lives there that has warmed herself into my heart; Caroline Forbes. I was, and always will be a brutal, savage vampire-werewolf hybrid, but my humanity has awakened more than it ever has in the past 1,000 years, because Caroline helped my humanity come out. I can thank her for that, but I will not. She has graduated from high school and will be moving on to college. I should not interfere in her new life with a hybrid, Tyler Lockwood. I would enjoy her company very much here in New Orleans, but I decided against asking her that. I knew that she would say no, so I gave her something that she couldn't decline. I let Tyler go back to Mystic Falls. I love Caroline, but I intend to let her be herself which is to be with Tyler. I also, intend to be her last love. It can wait though, because we are vampires. We have centuries. At times, I can be patient in getting what I want and I will wait to be hers.
It's a quiet night, as I walk. I have no destination in mind. The only thing on my mind is how to take Marcel down. I want to be kind of New Orleans, just as New Orleans was once my town 100 years ago. I could kill Marcel, but that probably wouldn't do me any good. Plus, it could turn out to be too messy. I don't like to be messy unless it is necessary. This is something that I must do a lot of thinking about. Marcel has been a friend of mine since I sired him 100 years ago here in New Orleans, but now my friend has taken what is rightfully mine. I did my part in making this town mine a very long time ago. Now it has been taken from me, which dearly upsets me. Marcel ruined this town. Once upon a time, I wanted to have vampires be rulers of this town, but I haven't wanted that for so long. Now Marcel has made it happen and it must be stopped. He doesn't even let witches practice their magic, no matter what reason it may be for. This has to be stopped, or New Orleans will be a disaster. A town that will become deserted. I will not stand by while Marcel does whatever the hell he wants to this town that was once mine, which someday will be mine again.
I stop by a dark alley, when I sense something close by. And then I hear in the alley, something happening. There's a witch and a vampire there, I know, without even looking. I can smell the scent of vampire and witches give off a certain feel and energy.
“You have disobeyed Marcel. You have to come with me now and accept your fate,” the vampire says.
As I look into the alley, I see that the vampire is one of Marcel's friends. The witch is the witch I spoke with a few nights ago after Marcel had killed a witch in front of me for doing magic.
“Is there a crime against remembering my sister?” the witch says.
“You know the rules. No magic,” the vampire replies.
I walk into the alley.
“Is there a problem?” I say, as I go to stand in front of the vampire.
“I was just telling her to come with me,” he replies.
“Yes. I know,” I reply.
To keep him quiet and protect the witch from getting herself killed like her sister, I rip out his heart and he falls to the ground dead. I drop his heart onto his body and then turn around to face her.
“Thank you,” she says.
“You're welcome. There shouldn't be a crime in using magic for good things,” I tell her. “I will do what I can to stop Marcel. I promise. I won't let another one of you die like your sister did. She did not deserve what she got.”
“I know. Thank you,” she says.
I walk away out of the alley.
Back in the day, I never would have saved a witch. I would have simply let a witch die, but not these days. These days, I have changed for the better for a good cause. Caroline Forbes changed a part of me when I was living in Mystic Falls, Virginia.
I soon return home.
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