Kol Mikaelson

You're the youngest Salvatore, you were a year younger than Stefan and a witch. Now, in present time, while the Mikaelson's rein their terror over Mystic Falls you formed a secret alliance with the youngest Mikaelson brother, Kol. Nobody believed him about Silas, nobody except for you. He was wary at first, completely dismissing you, but after a while, he finally trusted you somewhat. Now, you and Kol are in the town of Richmond, searching for an old "friend" as Kol liked to call it. He needed information and he demanded that you come with him.

"Bloody hell could you walk any slower?" He asks, rolling his eyes.

You scoff, "Coming from the vampire," You shoot back, speed walking as you walk by his side.

You both walk into a bar called Great Dane's. You raised a brow when you saw it was empty, suspiciously empty. You both look around, searching for any sign of life, but there is nobody in sight.

"This place is suspiciously empty," You mumble, meeting Kol back in the middle of the bar. Suddenly Kol's gaze becomes hard as he looks over your shoulder. You go to turn around but are spun around into a chair, making you slightly dizzy.

Then, you hear growls and fighting. You look over to see Kol fighting a man with glowing yellow eyes. He must've been a werewolf. The man throws Kol into a table and sets his sights on you. He charges at you, but you stay frozen as if you were muscles couldn't move. Kol speeds over, throwing the man back.

"Run!" He shouts. You don't think twice before hopping over the bar top and hiding beneath the counter. The fight goes on for a moment before everything goes silent. You peek over the counter to see the wolf with his neck snapped on the floor.

You walk out from behind the counter and over to Kol, looking at the dead wolf on the floor.

"You okay?" You ask, looking up at him. He simply nods, glaring at the dead wolf.

"It was a setup," Kol speaks, scanning over the bar just in case he brought along his pack. You look Kol up and down, noticing a tear in the sleeve of his jacket. You lift his arm and roll up his sleeve to reveal a bite mark.

"Kol," You speak, your voice filled with worry. He looks down to see what you are looking at.

"It'll heal, a wolf bite isn't fatal to originals," He says as if trying to assure you he'd be okay.

"That doesn't mean you won't get the side effects," You add, "Rebekah drank beer that was spiked with wolf venom and she was miserable."

Kol simply rolls his eyes, "Relax, little witch, my sister is dramatic, I'll be fine," He spoke before exiting the bar as if nothing happened. You look back one last time at the dead wolf before following behind the original.

You both arrive back in Mystic Falls, walking up to the Mikaelson Manor. Nobody was home so you two planned to discuss a few things. Suddenly, Kol dropped down in front of you, groaning in pain. Quickly, you bent down, looking at the bite which appeared to be getting worse.

You knew wolf bites always got worse before they got better, but that wasn't a good thing for Kol.

"We need to get you inside, come on," You say, letting him lean on you as you walk inside. You help him up the stairs before making it to his room, allowing him to flop down onto his bed. You knew it was only a matter of time before the sweats, headaches, and hallucinations started.