Hybrids are flattering

Re-Edited

The full length mirror showed that the outfit I had on, looks amazing if I must say so myself. And much to Rebekah's dismay, I am not calling this a date.

I walked down to the kitchen and Elijah smirked when he saw me. "You look beautiful Electrica." I smiled at him.

"Thank you Elijah." He nodded and went off somewhere.

Looking at my phone for the time, I saw that I was almost nine. I should probably start heading there so that he doesn't think I stood him up. Or so that he doesn't come back here to drag my ass there.

The lighted streets were crowded with humans, vampires, and no werewolves. Mystic falls, second most populated supernatural town. New Orleans, first.

All the vampires eyes me warily, knowing full well I could kill them with only one bite. Thankfully they weren't old enough to smell out my powers.

Letting the door shut quietly, all eyes still made their way to me whether it was right away or few seconds after.

Gee, thanks oh buddy oh Klaus. Get people to know I'm here why don't ya.

I smirked and made my way to the bar, having confidence. I ordered a drink, and as I sipped on it took a look around, not seeing Klaus anywhere. But what did catch my eye was a dark skinned man talking to his piers, who bowed their heads he passed by.

Why in the world would this guy have his friends bow to him? "Don't worry about it too much love, he's sired to me, he's royalty." His British accent whispered the answers to my thoughts in my ear.

"Oh well if he's related to you I bet he's an ass too." I giggled and sipped on my root beer, taking in how that rhymed. "But I'm just gonna say now, if one of those vampires try to even lay a finger on me they will die." Klaus put his hands up in defense and chuckled.

A few moments later the man made his way towards us. "Klaus my sire!" The guy cheered, giving Klaus a hug.

"Marcellus," Klaus pulled away and looked at me. "I'd like you to meet, Elijah's new friend, Electrica this is Marcellus." I snarled at Klaus lowly, making him smirk.

"Your eyes are so mesmerizing." Marcellus spoke up. "I can't seem to compel them." I narrowed my eyes at him. He had tried to reach into my mind and find me out.

"It's called vervain. Maybe you should try some sometime." I retorted, crossing my arms and scowling at him.

Marcellus let out a sob like laugh before going serious again. "Werewolves aren't allowed here." He growled. "And if they are, they die." Klaus then protectively stepped in between the two of us.

"Now now, I'm here, she's the guest of a Mikaelson, which makes her your guest as well." Klaus stated as if it was in the 'Mikaelson Family and Sire Rule Book'. I had to hold in my laughter.

"Fine. As long as she doesn't try to kill any of my guys." Marcellus growled before walking off. I let out a 'hmpf' and glared at where he once has been.

Klaus turn d his attention to me and gently placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked up into his eyes, and instantly started to calm down.

"Come on love, let's go have our own little dinner on the roof? What'd ya say?" He held out his hand and may I say, I was flattered, even if he is an ass.

I smiled softly and placed my small hand on his big one, letting him lead me to; hopefully not my death.

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The roof had a table set for two. A white table cloth placed over it and four rose scented candles and flowers set in the middle. There were two plates and a dessert set on the side. Wow.

Klaus pulled out a chair and I sat down, he pushed me in and walked over to the other side.

"Let's dig in." He said and I smiled. The meal was absolutely delicacy, and I'll be honest, I didn't think Klaus would be able to ever pull something off like this.

"Now, question time." Klaus smirked and I let out a groan of protest. "Oh don't be like that, it'll just be like twenty questions." That eased me someway, not.

Then Klaus began with the old regular questions: "How old are you?"

"Answer to that would be nineteen."

"What are you?"

"I'm part werewolf, part witch. Werewitch."

"Who're your parents?"

I sighed and thought for a minute. "My parents gave me to the Gilbert's when I was around the age of two maybe three. I'm not sure if they're alive or not. They haven't and I'm sure never will contact me if they are."

There were a few moments of silence of just letting that switch the mood. "I'm sorry." Klaus then said authentically and I just had to look him in the eyes.

"Did I hear that correctly? Did the big bad original Hybrid, Niklaus Mikaelson, just apologize to me?" I couldn't help but laugh and take another sip of the wine set out.

Klaus chuckled and shook his head. "Yeah well don't get used to it." I shrugged and nodded my head.

"Alright, now that I've gotten to know you a bit, tell me you and Damons situation." In Klaus' tone there seemed to be somewhat of a bitter taste to it.

"Damon and I do have a past. Romantically, physically, friendly, and a lot of hate," I began and Klaus gestured for me to continue.

"At first it was us fighting about Elena's safety as I wanted her to stay at our house not theirs and yeah, then some things happened we ended up in bed. Drunk if I must say. But he showed me that there could've been something real. I mean, there was something real. But it would always be with my sister." I mumbled the last part.

Klaus smirked and leaned forward. "Am I bed worthy?" My face flushed and my eyes widened. I looked him over. Thinking in my head 'hell yes, are fucking kidding me!?'

I gulped. "Come on, don't make me get in that pretty little head of yours." He scolded and my face probably looked like a tomato. Pretty?

"Klaus, you're so full of yourself." I muttered and and took a drink of the wine.

He shrugged and grinned. "If I am being totally honest, I would definitely say you're bed worthy. But I guess we'll never know. Since I am only Elijah's friend." I smirked and Klaus narrowed his eyes at me.

The rest of the night was spent talking about the most oddest yet funny things. And I actually felt like I wasn't just Elijah's friend, or some witch to use.

Every time we touch the electrifying spark I would feel grew stronger, I would need to ask him and the other originals about this. But for now, I will just enjoy the sweet sweet time I have with the devil. A hybrid who doesn't seem like he'll let me go soon. And, I'm perfectly fine with that.