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Mystic Falls.
Elena Gilbert walked through the night strutting her body up and down the side walk.
Tonight she decided to interact with supernatural beings agian.
After all, how was she going to kill the original hybrid when no one has been able to for years.
Let alone with no interactions with vampires for years.
She had found a poster for witches covetic, it was like a club for all types of beings.
The bouncer was a enchanted vampire who could compell other vampires.
Obviously controlled by the witches.
The bouncer would compell them. To see if they were supernatural. If they were not they would wipe there memories and send them away with the thought they just couldn't get in.
As Elena heard the music pulsing through the wind hearing screaming and sounds of partying she took a deep breath and walked to the front of the line.
"HI I'm Elena, I called a couple of weeks ago to get in firsthand?". Elena lowered her tone trying to seem as least murderous possible.
"Yeah yeah, last name?". The bouncer flicked his eyes to his list.
"Gilbert". Elena started to rub her hands peering over on the list.
"Yeah your here come on in". The bouncer gently put his hand on her back pushing her into the club.
Mikealson Limo.
Klaus rested his head on his hand as he used to other to rub it.
Overtime the headaches got mildly better.
All Klaus wanted to do was die alone in his sleep.
But rumors started to spread that Klaus mikealson was dead.
That the Hybrid who couldnt be killed was killed.
When the rumor got back to him he knew he had to start make more appearances.
Even though his headaches were killing him internally and physically.
Tonight he would prove that the Klaus Mikealson can't and won't be killed. He just wouldn't allow the thought of it.
