She left, leaving no trace of her our the conversation we just had. The most powerful witch? I was a nobody and wishing I could take back my prayers of wanting to mean something to the world.
Could the devil answer prayers? surely this situation was not gods work.
Then again. My faith now was more or less here as well. I walk outside my room and down the hallway quietly to the front door. The city itself felt to be closing in on me .
As I tried before, no amount of alcohol made me forget.
Only paranoid and drunk.
As I move down the street I hear a familiar voice call out.
Camie.
She asked how I was and if she could join me on my stroll.
"Do you still believe in god? after all this evil." I asked as we walked.
"I guess the correct answer would to be yes and to always keep our faith." she replies. "But currently I am stuck believing so many other crazy things to focus on that I suppose."
She hit the bullseye for the answer I was looking for.
And with no faith I was alone in this world. I thought of telling Camille about my deal but I refrained.
"Camille if you would excuse us before I become a little less friendly towards you." Kol's voice comes from behind.
I nod her off and he walks closer.
"You must have a thing for ally ways." I mutter.
"Ah I do. Dark and quiet and the best place to pick my victims." he replies with a sinister voice mixed with sarcasm.
"Thats what I am. A victim." I state back to him.
"You are what you decide to be, love."
His words caught me by surprise. That didn't make me any less a victim in the Mikealson game , but it did show me that I could be more.
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FanfictionI could have lived a normal life . But my visit to New Orleans ruined it . Most people say it's a great tourist attraction . I say it's beautiful . And dark . There's things here that I wouldn't dream of . And along with it it's secrets is Klaus...
