《The Immortals》K
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When Julie woke up she was confused for a second but then she just got scared. She was lying on a couch and found herself in an apartment she didn't know. She quickly sat up and looked around and saw Elena was in the kitchen, a bottle of alcohol in her hand.
"Elena?" Julie frowned, surprised by her hair and her outfit. Her voice was still broken and her throat hurt.
"Wrong again," she rolled her eyes.
"Katherine," Julie breathed out, now even more scared than before. If Katherine was there it meant she had been taken by Klaus.
"You've been here all night," Katherine said. "I thought you'd never wake up," she told her as she was walking towards her.
"What? What time is it?"
"It's around 11," she sighed, letting herself fall in the armchair across from the couch.
"What am I doing here?"
"I don't know," Katherine shrugged. "Though if I had to guess, I'd say it's because of your boyfriend."
Julie frowned. "My boyfriend?"
Katherine chuckled. "Elijah," she told Julie like it was obvious before she brought the bottle of alcohol to her lips.
"I'm here because of Elijah?" Julie asked, confused.
"You're leverage, honey," Katherine told her.
"Leverage? For what?" she asked, scared and with a broken voice, only a vampire could've heard her.
"For Klaus' survival," she said, annoyed. "Elijah won't kill Klaus if he thinks you're in danger. It's just the way he is," she rolled her eyes. "What happened to you, anyway?" she grimaced.
"Damon tried to kill me..." she said, bringing her hands to her throats.
"What stopped him?" she frowned.
Julie looked down. "Elijah..."
Katherine chuckled. "I see...What about your eye?"
"My eye?" Julie was confused for a second before she remembered she had a black eye. "Oh...uh...Nothing," she shook her head. "Where is he?" she changed the subject.
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"Who?" Katherine frowned. "Klaus? I don't know," she shrugged. Julie's eyes moved to the door and Katherine chuckled. "Don't even think about it," she said. "I've been compelled to keep you here. I can't let you go."
Julie took a deep breath and she was about to get up but the door open and a man she had never seen before came in.
"I see you're awake," he said with a grin and an English accent. "How's your head, love? You fell pretty hard," he mocked.
Julie, scared, moved her eyes from Klaus to Katherine who raised her eyebrows. "What are you looking at me for?"
Julie felt small as Klaus approached her. "Let me introduce myself," he said. "I'm Klaus. It's nice to meet you Julie."
"What do you want from me?" Julie asked in a whisper.
Klaus chuckled. "Well," he sighed. "As you know, my brother is trying to kill me. And I know he cares about you. Which means, I can use you to make him change his mind. But you don't need to be afraid. After the sacrifice is done, you will be free to go. Only if I am alive, of course," he said. "One more thing before I leave," he said and sat on the couch next to her. "I was told you can't be compelled. Is that true?" Julie, terrified of how close the hybrid was, nodded. "See, I'm curious why."
"I don't know," she whispered so low even Katherine didn't hear her.
"You don't know?" Klaus chuckled. "That is unusual."
"I told you she didn't know," Katherine said.
"Yes, Katerina, you did," he sighed. "But I find it hard to trust you." Katherine rolled her eyes and sighed. "Well, it's certainly something we should find out," he grinned at Julie before he got up. "I have some business to take care of before the sacrifice tonight," he sighed. "Don't kill her," he told Katherine who rolled her eyes and sighed before he left.
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"So," Katherine said. "You wanna drink?" she asked, handing the almost empty bottle to her.
"No, thank you," Julie said, slow and low, looking down.
"So you really don't know what you are?"
Julie looked up at her and shook her head no. "I'm just human," she shrugged. "I just can't be compelled."
"Honey, that's not how it works," she said. "You can be compelled, you're human. You can't be compelled, there's something wrong with you."
"Like what?"
"I don't know. Are you sure you're not a witch?"
"Pretty sure, yeah..." she nodded. "Do you know any other supernatural creatures beside witches and werewolves that can't be compelled?"
Katherine sighed and looked up at the ceiling, thinking. "Elementals can't," she said, looking back at Julie. "But they're extinct."
"What's...an elemental?"
"A long story, that's what it is," she sighed, finishing the alcohol.
"Have you ever met one?"
"Once," she nodded. "She could control nature. People thought she was a witch."
"They can control elements," Julie said. It wasn't too hard to guess. "I'd know if I could control an element."
"Probably not," Katherine said. "If nobody told you. Same if you were a witch, though. You wouldn't know."
"Well...How can I find out?"
"I don't know. But maybe if you try hard enough you can sent this apartment on fire," she mocked, getting up from the armchair. "Are there any alcohol left?" she sighed.
In the next hours, waiting for Klaus to come back, Julie discovered Katherine liked to talk a lot. But what wasn't a surprise was that she talked a lot about herself. Before midnight, Julie knew everything about Katherine. And by midnight, she found out she should never piss her off.
"I'm still stuck here!" she yelled, throwing a chair on the wall. "He's not dead!" Julie worried about who had survived the sacrifice and especially who hadn't.
She waited in silence for Klaus to come back and fell asleep on the couch. When she woke up, it was around 9 and Klaus still wasn't there.
"What do you think happened last night?" Julie asked Katherine.
"How the hell should I know?" she answered. "Why do you ask me?"
Julie looked around and found a notebook that probably belonged to Klaus and started to draw. She started to draw Katherine at her request and while the vampire was talking a bit more about herself, Julie learned that Klaus was an artist.
When night came, and Klaus had still hadn't come back, Julie looked around the kitchen and started to cook what she could. Suddenly, Katherine's phone buzzed.
"You're free to go," Katherine said, surprised.
"What?"
"I was compelled to do anything Klaus says and Klaus says to let you go," she said, like she didn't believe it.
"O...kay..."
"Look, Julie. My advice, go to your house and wait for Elijah there. If he's still alive...That is..." she muttered the end and Julie didn't hear it.
"What about you?"
"Don't worry about me," she said, surprised she cared. "Just go."
Julie wasn't sure why she was hesitating. She nodded and walked towards the front door.
"It was nice meeting you," she told Katherine who frowned, surprised.
"You too," she grinned. Julie gave her a small smile before she stepped out.
She thought about going to Elena's house but she was afraid of Damon. She thought she should just go home and do as Katherine said, wait for Elijah. Her stepfather wasn't home which was a huge relieved. She couldn't have dealt with him at this moment. She cleaned the house and cleaned again just to try and think about anything else than Klaus. But finally, after sunset, someone knocked at her door. She paused, scared for an instant but then she rushed to open.
"Katherine?"
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