Control 》The Vampire Diaries

Part Two: It Runs Deep

00:55 sharp, the Cobalt Nightclub 

A sharply dressed figure stands in front of the bouncer, eyes narrowed into slits. With a menacing 'move', she is allowed inside, the blaring music blocking out the complaints from others who were standing in line.

The neon lights reflect off Gigi's white clothes as she maneuvers through the busy place, the golden hoops in her ears bouncing around with each step she took. She soon reaches the marked VIP Area that was guarded by a burly bouncer. Not even bothering with him, she throws the business card that she had received from Ivy at him before marching inside.

Gold by Kiiara was playing in the overly chic closed off space, setting a playfully dangerous mood. The modern booths were filled mostly with either men surrounded by the female staff or those who came for business. And at the very center booth, there she was, slicked back hair and white dress, Tanya Rose.

Tanya boredly looks around her table where a couple of her girlfriends were being entertained by compelled men. She lets her fingers drum on the table, her eyes inspecting the club when they encounter a sight that makers her freeze. 

Georgia Rose menacingly strolls over, seemingly walking in slow motion along with the beat, eyes shooting glares that could kill. Her hair that was styled exactly like Tanya bounced, cut sharply below the breasts. Tanya Rose blinks and the figure that she just saw disappears.

The brunette stiffens up, warily calling over a lanky man that worked in the club. Just as she's about to tell him to shut down the VIP Area, his face freezes then twists in pain, gaping down at his chest. 

The edge of a stake protrudes from his heart, quickly drenching his white dress shirt red. As he is about to crumble to the ground, a dainty finger lightly pokes his back and his body falls on a blonde that was seated in the booth. Gigi's murderous face appears from behind him, a cold glint in her orbs as she takes the freedom to pick up a shot of tequila from the table and down it, not once breaking eye contact with Tanya.

"You have two options," she calmly states after a second. "One, come with me right now. Two, I'll tear down your little empire in front of your eyes."

Tanya Rose stays silent, glaring at her with an infuriated gaze. Lucy, the blonde girl who had just pushed the man off of her, snaps instead, "Who the hell is this bitch?"

Gigi loudly snickers, "Hah! Who the hell am I?

Who am I?"

The grin on her face slowly turns into a purely disgusted sneer. In the blink of an eyes, the beer bottle in front of the blonde was shattered on the edge of table then lodged up in her jaw, emerging from the inside of her mouth. "I'm her grandma, bitch."

"Seriously, nana?" Tanya snaps, throwing her hands in the air as she watches the older Duvall crazily pace back and forth in the private room they were in.

"Seri— boy, I am a millisecond away from beating your dumb ass—"

"Into the next dimension, yes I know," she lazily interrupts, watching as Gigi explodes into the expected rage, breaking everything in her way and letting out an inhumane shriek.

"You just killed every cat in New York," Tanya quietly mutters to herself, avoiding the marbled table that was just thrown at her head. 

After a couple more minutes of anger, Georgia Rose starts taking deep breaths, her face red and a vein protruding from her neck. She pats her dress down and runs a hand through her ruffled hair before settling down on the only unbroken chair in the room. "You better have a good explanation for whatever the hell is going on, Tanya."