Everlasting Chase

Prologue

AN

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"Mireya..." Josephine gasped. It has been exactly 600 years. She met Mireya when she was only a hundred years old.

"Josephine, it's been a while." She can remember her voice, it's a like a tingling feeling with lightness on it.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, recovering from her shocked state.

Mireya raised her eyebrow, Josephine gulped. She seemed rude and unwelcoming.

"Thought I stopped by and visit an old friend." Mireya said. Josephine suddenly felt her stomach coil, she knew exactly why Mireya sought her out.

"I won't beat around, you know why I'm here." She said flatly.

"I-I can't, he will kill me-" Josephine said.

"-If I don't kill you first, which I will if you don't tell me where he is. I'm not on the mood for games and I'm a second close to ripping your limbs off your body and beat you with it before I stab it right to you. So for the last time, where is he?" Mireya said void of emotions, staring right through her.

She can feel her hands shake, Klaus is a nightmare but Mireya, Mireya is god damn hell itself.

"B-But A-Adwëidcha, he will-" She stuttered in fear.

"Josephine, I'm aware that I'm being hunted down like a wolf, thanks to an obsessive homicidal psychotic maniac ex-fiancé, who after 5 millennia still can't seem to take a hint but that doesn't mean that I can't kill each and everyone on this planet if I don't find Niklaus Mikaelson and his god damned family, so better spit it out or I will make good in that promise and make it happen right here, right now. Starting with you." She smirked, challenging her. Her eyes dangerously narrowed at Josephine.

Josephine gulped, her hand fisting tighter behind her back, shaking. She's dead.

"Fine, I'll do it." Josephine said gritting her teeth trying to appear strong in her presence but failed.

"Then you better start now darlin' and you know better not to run, I'm not in the mood to chase you so the minute you do run. I'll yank your useless heart out." Mireya winked at her, walking away.

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"Rebekah, please. You have to help me." Josephine pleaded.

"Listen love, we might have shared a few shot of drinks while I drown away my sorrows but that doesn't mean we're the best of friends." Rebekah narrowed her eyes. She's in no position to make demands.

"She will kill me!" Josephine said frantically.

"Then run, run fast and far." Rebekah rolled her eyes at the 700 years old vampire, she was being dramatic.

"You don't understand, she's ancient compared to you, she's strong Bekah. She is invincible." Josephine exclaimed fearing for life.

"Ancient?" This caught Rebekah's attention. They were the first vampires to exist, the originals all vampires came from them. Their sire line.

"She's 5,457 years old." Josephine muttered.

"Bloody hell." Rebekah blurted out.