Original Brothers
Loss had been the plague of the Original family, they had known it with every breath and even in immortality death taunted them. Here the city thrived with the life of many and they sunk into it with a sheer pleasure long forgotten or rather Klaus did, New Orleans there was much he missed about their former residency in Mystic Falls but here his name still made the population tremble with the quake of his superior abilities, and if truth be told he was merely missing a certain blonde. Here they would build anew and their family brought to the shadows for so long would rise with him if they were not fool enough to stand in his opposition as they had done so many times previously. The new house stood oddly quite as he slipped through it in silence contemplating his next motion, the world set before them for the taking and here another night of solitude greeted him, perhaps some painting would ease some of the troublesome thoughts.
