Simple Secrets || N. Mikaelson

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Since I'm not writing off the script, just close to it, these won't be the lines they had in TVD.

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Talia stepped into the darkened High School. Her heels tapped against the linoleum as she strode down the eery hallway, brown eyes flitting across lockers and trophy cases. 

Classroom doors held signs declaring advertisements for Robotics, D&D and Minecraft Clubs. Cheerleading Tryouts sat on a board at the end of the hall. 

The Monroe felt her best friend's presence further into the school and with long strides, soon found herself outside the gymnasium. Touching her curls and taking in a slow breath, the Companion prepared herself for the mental abuse she was about to walk into. 

Her hands shook as she touched the handles of the doors, slowly pushing through and stepping into the large room. Klaus stood in the middle of it, standing over two bodies. One appeared dead, the other angry. The doppelganger. 

She looked furious, her gaze flicked between a blond vampire that was finishing off two teenagers and then back to Klaus, who was smirking as he eyed the dead body at his feet. 

"Who is she?" The doppelganger spat, her dark gaze flicking to Talia who stood at the door with her hands behind her back, surveying the scene disinterestedly. How cliche of Klaus to kill people for power, Talia would've just used her words. 

Klaus spun at Elena's question, his eyes flashing a stunning gold that Talia had yet to know about, before it faded back to his normal blue. Meeting his gaze, the brunette beauty found all breath leaving her lungs, the urge to run into his arms zinging up her chest and along her spine. She ignored it, like always. Talia found him fighting the same urge. 

"Talia," the Hybrid spoke slowly, drawing out her name in almost wonder, even if it had been him that ordered her presence in this God forsaken town. 

"Hello, Nik, it seems you have quite the drama about you, how am I not surprised?" She walked forward, ignoring his gaze on her naturally curly hair, which he hadn't seen before. Standing over the terrified looking doppelganger, she kneeled down and smiled sadly at the poor girl. 

"Who are you? Another Original? Another sibling?" Elena tensed at Talia's presence, terror in her eyes. 

"I'm the only one on this planet who can control Klaus." She reached out and touched Elena's cheek. "My name is Talia, I assume you're Elena?"

The young girl nodded, her muscles slowly relaxing from their tension. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm making sure he doesn't murder your entire town and all your friends, it's a habit of his, you see, he's not a good person and I try to keep the humans safe. I have a theory to help him leave this town, I was wondering if I could borrow your blood? Just a little." Talia smiled softly, taking the girl's hand and helping her stand. Elena nodded slowly as Talia took a needle from her pocket and slowly drew a bit of Elena's blood. 

Elena watched as Talia gave it to Klaus with strict instructions. The Hybrid lifted the body, who his companion assumed was a werewolf, off the ground and walked out of the gym. "Will he leave now?"

"I'll make him, I promise, Elena. Your friends will be safe, Klaus can't do anything too drastic if I tell him he can't. Do you know what siring is?" Talia studied the teenage girl with a smile, she felt bad for her but knew she was born for this. 

The teenage girl shook her head, doe eyes not drifting far away from the two dead bodies. "No," Elena drawled out the word, glancing worriedly at the blond vampire who had finished off the bodies and was pacing angrily, his gaze flicking to Elena and Talia every few seconds. 

"It's when a vampire is attached to the one who turned them, they do everything that older vampires wants and they have an unbreakable attachment to them. I have a feeling you will soon know what that is, but to continue my explanation, you don't have to worry about Klaus because in a way he is sired to me. As I am to him. Now, you should go to your friends, I will deal with this vampire." Elena paused as she took in the information before glancing at the vampire with worry. 

Her hands clasped together and then she grabbed Talia's arm, her innocent eyes wide and worried. "Please don't hurt him, Klaus made him turn off his emotions, please don't hurt him," Elena pleaded, her ignorance to the world nearly broke the Monroe. She used to be this way, a wide eyed teenage girl who was in love with a monster. 

"I won't hurt him, love, I promise. I just want to talk to him, go to your friends." 

Talia watched Elena uncertainly walk off before the Companion strode towards the blond vampire. "It's Stefan, I believe, Klaus's new toy?" 

Stefan rose a brow, eyeing the brunette with evident displeasure. "Your Klaus's bitch."

One brow quirked at that and she fought the urge to laugh. That was one way of saying it. "No, I'm his best friend, you're the bitch in this scenario." Talia crossed her arms, tilting her chin down slightly as she studied the Salvatore. 

"I suggest you pay her some respect, mate, if you don't then it doesn't matter if you were the Queen of England, your heart will suddenly end up a few hundred feet away from your chest." Klaus appeared behind Talia, his voice tickling her ear as he threatened Stefan. 

The young woman ignored the shivers down her spine from his proximity, brown eyes not turning to meet his steel blue-gray pair. 

Stefan frowned and nodded, his gaze moving past the duo to someone behind them. "Oh, Talia, I want you to meet someone else quite important to me, my sister, Rebekah."