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When people ask me what family means to me ? I always say that family is those who I would fight for, die for, and live for. Usually the last one is the hardest.
  
Why?

Because when you protect those you love is the time when you risk your life putting it on the line
Just so they could live and most of the time those who protect are never the ones last standing.

I'm Eva, Eva Claire. I'm an older sister and I've only got two people I consider family. One is my sister Davina Who is a witch like me and the other is Marcel. The Vampire king of new Orleans, more specifically the French quarter.
My mother died after thinking that letting my sister sacrifice herself for something called the harvest was alright

Wanna hear the worst part?

Is that some consider it a myth. Yes, a myth! So I don't even know if it was real. I've always hated my coven they have these rules and ways of doing things I don't like. That's why I'm technically a loner witch.

Luckily the day of the Harvest Marcel had come just in time before my sister's throat would of been sliced open. Since then we've kept Davina in a church attic hidden in secret for her own safety.

And what if someone dared come after her ? Oh god have mercy on that poor soul, cause I won't.

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In the world, there are many types of music. Pop, trap, rap, rock, but none of those compare to the new Orleans music. Oh, that old kind of energetic rhythm that would run through your veins and immediately put you in such a good mood.

At least, that's how it's for me. I love New Orleans and this is my home, my Kingdom has Marcel often likes to put it. He thinks that I should also have a part in his realm and I won't argue with that.

Our voices rang through the bar as we sang our lungs out and full power and the crowd cheered us on. I laughed as Marcel put his arm around my shoulder.

We sang the last words and once we were done we jumped off the stage and waltzed over to the barstool where his friends were waiting for us.

"You've got moves girl" Diego high fives me and I grinned "I'm pretty good I won't lie"he laughed as he passed me some shots

"Hey you're my right hand but she" he pointed at me "is out of business"
I scoffed at him trying to seem protective but I knew that he knew that I couldn't be controlled like that.

Grabbing the small glass of alcohol I took the shot and let the brown liquid
Burn my throat as I smiled satisfied with it mission. I'm not an alcoholic nor am I someone who drinks 24/7. But I do enjoy when I've got a  drink in hand.

My smile dropped a little when saw Marcel give someone a look behind me and it wasn't quite the welcoming smile. It was resentful and somewhat happy. A mixed smile for his mixed feeling that I could see in his eyes.

I turned my body and looked over where he was and saw a man with dirty-blonde hair, a leather jacket, and a serious look. He seemed to a 'do not mess with me' vibe and I was already feeling the urge to mess with him. Marcel and the guy walked up to each other and had a little stare down.

"Klaus"

"Marcel"

Who?

"Must be a hundred years since that nasty business with your papa"
Now I turned my full attention to the guys conversation .

"Has it been that long"
The man Klaus walked over to us
"The way I recall it he ran you out of town... with a trail of Vampire's in his way" well that was a chicken move.

As they both walked closer I straighten my back and watch the scene very carefully. They did not seem to be the friendliest with each other.

"And yet how fortunate you manage to survive" Klaus said to Marcel and I raised my eyebrows.
"My father, I'm afraid got recently incarcerated to dust"

With that Diego and thierry rise from their seats along with the rest of the Vampire's in the bar, so I put my hand up to stop them for the moment. I wanted to see where this would go.

"Well if I had known you were coming back to town, if I had a heads up-"

"What? Marcel, what would you have done?"

"Would've thown you a damn parade"
He said yet behind that I heard sarcasm. They both broke out into laughter just in time for the music and hugged each other.

I knitted my eyebrows giving the other a puzzled look.
"What?"

"Niklaus Mikaelson. My mentor, my savior, my sire "
At this moment I was trying to read a scene that it's language was in Chinese.

"I reckoned you off as dead" Klaus or Niklaus said to Marcel.

"And I rose, I got Phoenix from the ashes,  come on let's get a drink "
Marcel told him pulling him over to the bar and I still had my questions as to who this Klaus was.

They sat down to a drink and I sighed moving a piece of hair back and stood on the left side of Marcel leaving the new guy in the middle of us.

They both turned to me as if it wasn't obvious what I was asking "Hello yeah, sorry but Marcel who is this?"
I pointed my finger to the man and he looked a little disrespected with my finger almost at his face but I still pointed.

Marcel sighed. " Sorry Eva, Klaus, Klaus, Eva she's family he's an old friend" well great wat to explaining and presenting someone to me.

"Hello, love" Klaus smirked at me and I saw his eyes look at me up and down like inspecting me and checking me out. So I'm no shameful way, I did the same. I gotta say he was so very hot.

"Hello" I still looked at Marcel for questioning but he gave me the look of 'we'll talk about this later '

"Fine" I pursed my lips and forced a smile "can you drink?" I asked the new guy.

His blue eyes sparkled and raised an eyebrow "can you breathe?" I smirked and raised a Drink before cheering with  Marcel and Klaus .

I do have to say this though he did not give me all good vibes. But the ones that warned you to be prepared for anything new that well soon come.

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