Damon: "She's the calmest desiccating vampire I've ever seen. I remember when you starved me down there for 3 days. I would've wept at your feet for an orange peel."
Stefan: "Look, she's not gonna beg for blood. Begging means desperation. Emotion. She's still in no-humanity zone."
Damon: "How hungry does she have to be before we can torture some feelings back into her?"
Stefan: "A lot hungrier than she is now, apparently."
Damon: "So, what are we supposed to do in the meantime?"
Katherine: "Maybe I can provide a little excitement." she smirks, stepping into the room as the two furrow their brows at her
Stefan: "Katherine."
Katherine: "The one and only. Sort of. So, when's the welcome home party?"
Damon: "Wow. Look who went and got bold. Last time
I checked, Klaus was plotting your eternal demise."Katherine: "Well, it doesn't matter anymore, because Klaus is gone." she shrugs, pouring herself a drink
Stefan: "Wait. What do you mean he's gone?"
Katherine: "Let's just be glad that he worships the ground Isla walks on." she smirks as a knowing look comes to her face
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Jane-Anne: "Third time in here this week."
Isla: "What can I say, I'm obsessed with the gumbo." she shrugs
Jane-Anne: "The old ladies in the ninth ward say my sister Sophie bleeds a piece of her soul into every dish." she glances into the kitchen where Sophie is working
Isla: "I asked around the quarter about my so-called long lost family member."
Jane-Anne: "And?"
Isla: "Nothing. Zero. Can't find anyone who knows anything about anything."
Jane-Anne: "Because, Isla, this side of your family was run out of here years ago."
Isla: "What do you mean?"
Jane-Anne: "As you know now your brother's son survived the initial war and went off to have numerous families of his own."
Isla: "Everyone he knew and loved was either dead or dying can't exactly blame him for wanting to have a bit of fun before it all ended. So?"
Jane-Anne: "So eventually he crossed paths with a werewolf. They had a child together." she informs, making her sit up in her seat
Isla: "You're saying this family member's a wolf?"
Jane-Anne: "That's exactly what I'm saying."
Isla: "Don't suppose you have the name of this family member? Seeing as how you know pretty much everything." she titls her head, making Jane-Anne chuckle before grabbing a map
Jane-Anne: "In the Bayou, they call the werewolves Roux-Ga-Roux. You head out there, you'll find what you're looking for. Be careful. It's the last place you'd ever want to go." she cautions, placing a hand on her shoulder as Isla looks at the map
Isla: "Thanks." she smiles, walking out the bar as Jane-Anne watches her before turning to face Sophie, holding up the piece of hair in her hands
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Sophie: "Don't do it. Please. What if I'm wrong about her?"
Jane-Anne: "That's the beauty of you. You're never wrong. She's the only way we're gonna get to Klaus."
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Thunderstorm
FanfictionWhat happens when your seemingly normal town suddenly becomes the home for vampires, witches, doppelgängers, and more?