Despite how incredibly annoyed she was with the men and women who surrounded her, Annabelle chose not to kill them right away and simply stood there with a blank look on her face as she stared ahead of herself.
It wasn't until she heard a noise coming from behind her that she quickly turned around and caught the wooden stake that nearly hit her chest.
Instead of seeing the man stare at her with wide eyes, he only narrowed his eyes at her and was about to shoot his gun at her again, only to stop when Annabelle had tossed the stake into his neck.
While the man dropped his gun and quickly grabbed the front of his neck in an attempt to control the bleeding, Annabelle tilted her head and watched as he fell onto the asphalt before he landed directly on his face.
It wasn't long after he'd fallen and had taken his final breath that the others tried to shoot her with their weapons, only to let out multiple gasps when Annabelle had suddenly ducked down and their wooden stakes and wooden bullets had hit each other.
With a smirk, Annabelle slowly stood up and eyed all of the bodies that lied on the ground.
Just as she was about to leave and get back to searching for Alaric Saltzman, she suddenly stopped when she heard a twang from a good couple of feet behind her.
She quickly grabbed one of the bodies that lied around her and held it in front of her before she tossed it aside when she heard a groan coming from behind a tree.
With a scoff, she sped towards where the sound came from and found a middle-aged man struggling to load a crossbow with another wooden stake.
Instead of acting upon the slowly boiling feeling of her anger from deep inside of herself, she simply tilted her head and watched as the man swore under his breath before he muttered yet another curse when the stake fell out of his grasp.
While he was distracted, she decided to grab the crossbow and eye it as the man shakily picked up the stake before he groaned to himself when he couldn't find the crossbow.
With a chuckle, she raised the crossbow as she asked him, "Are you looking for this?"
He quickly turned around and stared down at Annabelle with wide eyes as he watched her veins come onto display.
Just as he was about to shove the stake into her chest, despite how much his hands were shaking, Annabelle had simply plastered a smile onto her face.
She silently grabbed his hands and held them out as she placed the stake in them before she said to him, "For the life of me, I can't quite understand why my father considered my dead brother a weakling when we were human. I'm sure that if he was truly given the chance, he would have done a far better job than you're doing." When he didn't respond, she said, "Let me help."
He furrowed his eyebrows as he eyed the Original.
He didn't quite know why she– an Original vampire that he was supposed to take with him– was helping him with capturing her.
However, before he had the chance to try and figure it out for himself, Annabelle turned his hands around and shoved the point of the stake deep into his own chest.
With a groan, he stared down at her as he tried to pull the stake out of his own chest.
Unfortunately for him, though, Annabelle didn't relent and simply chose to shove the stake even further into his chest.
It wasn't until blood had started to leak out of his mouth that Annabelle's smile grew wider as she grabbed both sides of his neck and snapped it without a second thought.
As soon as he fell onto the ground and his hands fell to his sides, Annabelle scoffed to herself while she eyed his body before she looked back at the group that once surrounded her.
After snorting to herself, she muttered, "Amateurs."
Without bothering to pay any of the bodies another glance, she sped away from them.
* * *
The moment that Annabelle had entered the mansion that she temporarily lived in prior to leaving Mystic Falls, she eyed the holes in the windows and a small bloodstain that lied on the floor.
Her veins came onto display as her hands clenched into fists.
As she started to slowly shake, she squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her jaw.
Just as she was about to quickly leave the mansion and go on a killing spree, she suddenly stopped when she felt someone grab her shoulder from behind her.
Without bothering to look and see who'd grabbed her, she quickly turned around, slammed the person's back into one of the walls and held the pointed end of a wooden stake against their neck.
Instead of hearing them plead for her to spare them, she only heard a sigh coming from them.
While still being completely overwhelmed by her rage, she still couldn't particularly see just who she had pinned against the wall, so she simply tossed the stake into the air and caught it.
After deciding against waiting another moment, she quickly moved the pointed end of the stake towards their neck and was about to shove the stake right into their neck, only to stop when she heard them say, "And here I thought that you would at least be a bit happier upon seeing me."
Her eyebrows furrowed as she eyed the man that stood in front of her.
It wasn't until after she'd repeatedly blinked and clearly saw who stood in front of her that she said, "Klaus?"
As he pushed her away from him and started to walk into the other room, he said, "Hello, little sister."
As she walked after him, she said, "I don't understand. You're supposed to be dead."
As Klaus went back to the crate full of blood bags, he replied, "I take it you're not relieved to see that I'm alive, after all?"
She slowly shook her head as she watched him place more blood bags into a briefcase before she said to him, "It's not that. It's just that Rebekah called me and said that you were killed by Alaric Saltzman. She insisted that I stay with Kol and not come back here."
He sighed as he said to her, "And yet here you are, no doubt with a plan of how to avenge my apparent death." After he turned his head to look over at her, he said to her, "Well, don't worry. From what I hear, Rebekah took care of it herself. He's no more."
She slowly nodded her head as she said, "Yes, I imagine he is, seeing as how he hasn't come after me quite yet and the fact that you're still breathing." When he only hummed to himself before he went back to placing the bags of blood into the container, she asked him, "How are you alive, anyway? After what mother dearest had done to him, I imagine that he wouldn't be keen to make a mistake and let you live."
He replied, "Let's just say that I had help from a rather desperate witch."
Just as she was about to ask for him to elaborate on the matter, she suddenly stopped when she heard approaching footsteps and turned her head just in time to see Rebekah standing in front of the doorway to the room.
Without giving Annabelle the chance to ask what happened to Rebekah, Rebekah said, "How dare you save Caroline over me!"
As he placed one more blood bag into the briefcase, he said, "Hello, brother, I thought you were dead. So pleased you're not."
While Annabelle simply eyed her two siblings, Rebekah said to him, "You left me."
As he turned to look over at Rebekah, Klaus told her, "I only had time to save one of you and you can't be killed. Rest assured, I had a worse day than you. I think it's time for us to move on, find some werewolves."
Rebekah replied, "So you can create your hybrid family? You don't know anything about family!"
Klaus retorted, "Well, I know how easily they can be silenced with a dagger."
With a sigh, Annabelle stepped away from Klaus, just as Rebekah had picked up one of the blood bags and tossed it towards a wall.
After yelling 'no', Klaus turned to look back at Rebekah and saw her holding two more blood bags in her hands.
While Annabelle eyed the burst open blood bag, Klaus said to Rebekah, "Drop them."
Rebekah told him, "I mourned you! My heart broke thinking I'd never see you again!"
Klaus said to her, "Put the blood down, Rebekah, there's a good girl."
Instead of doing as he asked, Rebekah ignored him and said, "It's always been me! Not Finn. Not Elijah, not Annabelle, not Kol, me. I loved you through everything and you don't even care."
While Annabelle clenched her jaw after she sighed to herself, Klaus yelled, "Drop it!"
Rebekah replied, "You want your family? Here's your family."
After sighing to herself once more, Annabelle did nothing but watch as Klaus sped towards Rebekah before he tightly grabbed her neck with both of his hands as he said to her, "And you know something, Rebekah, you were right. I don't care. From this moment on, you're not my family, you're not my sister. You are nothing."
It wasn't until Klaus had quickly snapped Rebekah's neck and walked out of the room that Annabelle sighed as she stared down at Rebekah.
Instead of bothering to say something to Klaus, she simply walked towards Rebekah and crouched down in front of her.
While she remained crouched in front of Rebekah, she brushed Rebekah's hair out of her face before she eyed the blood that now lied on the floor.
After yet again sighing to herself, she picked up Rebekah before she sped out of the room.
* * *
While glaring out of the window of her own bedroom, Annabelle clenched her hands into fists as she waited for Rebekah to wake back up.
Normally it would be because of how Klaus had snapped Rebekah's neck without any remorse, but today it was because of the fact that she kept seeing a flash in the distance.
It didn't matter just how much she was attempting to spot the location in which the flash came from.
She just couldn't find the person who was responsible for the flash, and that alone pissed her off more than anything.
She was just about to leave the mansion and find the person responsible for the flash, only to stop when she heard a groan and glanced behind herself to see that Rebekah was holding her own head as she sat up on Annabelle's bed.
Instead of saying anything to her, Annabelle simply chose to remain silent and watch as Rebekah eyed the room before she looked over at the windowsill and saw that Annabelle was sitting on a chair next to it.
After eyeing her older sister, Rebekah asked, "Annabelle, where are we?"
Annabelle told her, "In my bedroom."
Rebekah's eyebrows furrowed as she asked, "Why am I in your bedroom?"
With a mere shrug of her shoulders, Annabelle replied, "Why not? I didn't see the harm in bringing you in here." When Rebekah didn't respond, Annabelle said to her, "Unless you'd rather that I just left you right where Klaus had snapped your neck and went about killing whoever I damn well pleased."
Just as Rebekah was about to respond, she suddenly stopped when Annabelle tossed her a blood bag before she stood up from the chair and said to her, "Drink up. I need to get out of here before this constant flashing drives me mad."
Instead of asking what Annabelle meant by flashing, Rebekah simply chose to remain silent.
She knew better than to question Annabelle and her choice of words.
After all, Annabelle was much stronger than her and was the most unstable out of all of her siblings.
The last thing that she needed was the most unpredictable one of her family to snap her neck, if Annabelle got even more angry with her questions.
It wasn't until after she'd tossed the blood bag aside that Rebekah asked her, "Where did you even get this? I thought that—"
With a scoff, Annabelle said to her, "Relax, will you? I stole it from Nik's collection while he was distracting himself with the probability of whether or not the blood bags that he had left were enough. Well, that and him debating on whether or not he should dagger you as well, after you destroyed three of his blood bags."
Rebekah's eyebrows furrowed as she asked, "But wouldn't he be angry with you about it? After all, he snapped my neck for destroying three blood bags. What would he do to you, if he found out you stole one of them?"
Annabelle replied, "Well, I'd say not much." Just as Rebekah started to frown, Annabelle said, "I already have a plan set up, just in case."
Rebekah eyed Annabelle as she asked, "And what plan is that?"
With a grin on her face, Annabelle told her, "That's simple. I'd just threaten to have Caroline killed, if he tried to either snap my neck or shove a dagger into my heart." When Rebekah only raised her eyebrows to herself, Annabelle said, "Now, if that's all, I have far more important things to do than to remain by your side any longer."
Before Rebekah had the chance to respond, Annabelle was already gone.