New Orleans: 2000
I looked around the town of New Orleans. I haven't been here since 1900. This was the only place where me and my siblings have found peace. I only came back because of the witch. The one that has a conspiracy on me. I heard a whoosh behind me.
"How are you Elijah?" I asked my brother. I knew it was him, I didn't even have to turn around.
"Not bad. How are you Niklaus?"
"Haven't I told you Elijah? Call me Klaus. Has a better ring to it."
"What brings you here, Klaus?"
"She's dead, brother."
"What do you mean, dead?"
"Brother. Be quieter. He has minions watching us. They are the only witches allowed to use magic." he whispered. Then he looked around.
"Goodbye, Elijah." I said. Then I ran to the water.
"I know you." I heard a female voice say. I turned quickly. I didn't see anyone.
"Going to have to try harder, love."
I could hear the mock in her voice. I turned again, spinning. I was starting to give up, but then I saw her.
It was HER.
"How are you Klaus?" she asked.
"How are you Rosaleen?"