<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lklau1Hy021qiyk0yo1_500.gif">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF0000">Mirabelle</span></span></div></span><br/><br/>Hearing his words the red head felt her heart drop to inside her stomach, he truly knew what she was and on top of that he knew her history, every bad thing she had ever done in life was now uncovered by him and possibly everyone around him. This also meant that they weren't just giving her a place to stay out of the goodness of their heart, no they were planning to use her for something, either that or give her to the witches. After all why would vampires such as themselves let a witch, the species they were always at odds with roam freely inside their house hold, things like that just didn't happen. "Oh." She said softly, biting her lip. "Who else knows?"  Mirabelle wasn't sure what she looked like on the outside but inside she felt like she desperately needed to throw up. How stupid she was to think that she had a place here in this messed up city, to think that she could finally be surrounded by others that actually cared for her and enjoyed having her around. No her place was in Los Angeles, it was there that her and Kallen decided for themselves and that's where she was going to spend the rest of her days. Somehow she had forgotten that in the midst of living here, even after she ran it by herself at least a hundred times. It was then that Belle decided she had to leave this city, as soon as possible anymore waiting and she would be a sitting duck with a target taped to her back.<br/><br/>Once again Klaus's voice broke through the whirlpool of emotions going on inside her head and the girl reminded herself that she wasn't alone and couldn't just drift off into her own world. She listened closely to his words, not being able to hold back a bit of envy for the child that Hayley was carrying but at the same time wishing the absolute best for unborn infant. "You're gonna be a great father." She mumbled truthfully, eyes drifting to her hands. "That child is going to grow up so happy, surrounded by family that cherish her." Mirabelle felt a pain in her heart, remembering herself as little girl watching the other children run off to their loving parents at the end of the school day and wishing more then anything that could be her.<br/><br/>Shaking her head she had to force herself to focus on the world around her yet again, bringing her blue eyes to look up at him and not being able to hold back a glare as he was about to comment on her favorite dress. "I'll go get changed then." she practically growled out, about to walk away but stopping when she heard his next words;<span style="font-style: italic">"Why would you change your plans Mirabelle? Keeping something from me? Or just mortified to be seen with the monster of New Orleans?”</span>Mirabelle didn't even have to think about that question before she snapped back at him. "Look I can be an idiot at parties, having you hear about my party stories would put my embarrassment level at 100, thank you very much!" Belle off course didn't mention Reighlen, despite being a complete bad ass Mirabelle knew the older girl had never done anything against the vampires, she was just living her life much like Mirabelle was trying to. Mirabelle suddenly felt tears on the brim of her eyes. It shouldn't really matter what him or any of the Mikealsons would think of her after all they were just going to use her or give her away to the witches that wanted her dead besides after she left she wouldn't have to face any of their judgment. Despite wanting to ball like a whimp the red head forced the tears back. "Look lets just go this stupid party then. You'd probably want to take a car, it's closer to the bayou."<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://ak-hdl.buzzfed.com/static/2015-03/27/0/enhanced/webdr09/anigif_original-grid-image-17374-1427429592-11.gif">[ img ]</a></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #800000">Kol</span></span></span></div><br/>The original vampire leaned against the wall, his hawk like eyes continued watching the girl as if she was a tiny mouse that he was going to swoop down and devour. For five minutes she had laid on the floor, her soft breathing was the only thing filling the room and for a moment Kol almost had assumed she passed out. After all she was dabbling with a magic much greater and more powerful than her it was only a natural response to ones body not being able to take it. Much to his surprise the girl suddenly moved, rising to her full height which was a tiny 5'' and started walking towards him. What did she plan to accomplish with that? He would only kill her and the game would come to an sadly boring end. Oh well, he'd just have to spice things up a bit by torturing her slowly until she was met with a painful death, now wouldn't he? His dark eyes continued following the girls small frame even as she made her way to the base of the door frame. Upon getting a closer look he could tell that the girl was almost ready to pass out as he thought she had done earlier, her face looked pained, big eyes looked tired with dark circles appearing under them, her body though she tried to stand tall moved sluggishly and her golden hair appearing matted from the sweat that covered her skin. Despite all those factors the girl was utterly beautiful, he for a slight moment found her captivating.<br/><br/>Without Kol even realizing it she had passed the entrance now standing in the hall way with him, causing the vampire to run his tongue over his razor sharp fangs. Faster then the human eye could see he moved, grabbing her by her throat and harshly shoving her against the wall. Suddenly a sharp electrocuting feeling had begun in his head, it was so powerful the vampire had dropped the young witch. Immediately after he had dropped her the pained feeling stopped and more then that was the fact she appeared unharmed. No, it was impossible...the spell couldn't have worked. Testing it out again Kol grabbed the girls matted hair and he noted that despite being coated in sweat it felt quite soft in his rough hands. He was about to dig his fangs into the smooth skin of the girls neck when the buzzing returned in his head. With that let her go, turning around for a second before turning back and punching the wall right beside her head. "Bloody hell! It actually worked! You are one powerful lass but rest assured I will find a way to break this curse you have placed upon me and when I do you will wish you had never graced this earth with your existence."<br/><br/>The brown haired vampire couldn't believe it had actually worked, never in his centuries of living had he ever seen such a thing such as this. With his jaw clenched the vampire started pacing up and down the hall way, trying to run over every possible way that a spell such as this had worked for such a young witch none the less all by her self without any help. "What in the lowly depths of hell type of witch are you?" He turned back to the small girl, his own eyes glaring into her large orbs.