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Wicked Game

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The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I'd never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I'd never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No I don't want to fall in love, no I don't want to fall in love

What a wicked game you played to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you

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Salvatore Boarding House

"You're going to a ball held by the Originals?"

Damon nodded at the auburn haired woman standing by his side."Yep. Turns out in that box was nothing...just a mind game by Klaus and it looks like he wants to brag about it."

"From what you've told me, that sounds like him."

Macie followed Damon into his bedroom, silently checking him out in his tux.

"Stop staring at me, Macie, I'm not a piece of meat,"Damon said without looking back though it was clear he was smirking.

She just giggled, leaning against his bedpost as he stood in front of the mirror.

She'd returned only a few weeks before after hearing about his issues with the Originals and his brother. She'd never met the Originals, but she'd heard of what monsters they were. She'd come back to learn that he'd fallen in love with another woman, eerily similar to Katherine.

She had adored him through all the times he'd used her and abused her. He'd done to her what the women he'd loved done to him.

"Do you have a date?"

Damon chuckled, turning around and meeting her gaze."Well, red, I was just about to ask you."

He made his way over to his wardrobe and pulled it open, revealing a beautiful red laced gown.

Hiding her smile, Macie, hands behind her back, made her way over to Damon, placing her hands on his shoulders. His forehead fell against hers as she rubbed them before her hands framed his face.

"Will you be my date?"

She smiled, nodding with a giggle."I'd love to."

His Macie.

She had been his wall of strength from Katherine and now to Elena.

Mikaelson Mansion

"Hello, Carol."

The middle-aged women smiled at Macie and Damon."Hello."

The three clinked glasses as Damon leant closer to the Mayor, whispering."Hanging out with your new besties?"

"I'm the mayor, Damon."Carol politely responded, looking around at the people filling the mansion."When the oldest, deadliest, family of vampires moves into your town, you welcome them with a smile."

"Hmm, well at least you know who you're borrowing that cup of sugar from."

Macie hid her grin and Damon, noticing this, pulled her into his side, snapping his teeth at her. He failed to notice that Carol had started to speak and quickly tuned in, a bored look on his face.

"I'm trying to protect this town. They've assured me they want peace, and I've assured them that I'd enforce it."

The three looked up as a tall, lean but muscular man walked up in a very expensive looking tux. He had the darkest eyes Macie had ever seen and a smirk that she could only describe belonged to the devil himself. She instantly knew by the way he carried himself that he was an Original.

"Mayor Lockwood. We haven't formally met."The Original smirked, shaking Carol's hand as he proudly and smugly added."Kol Mikaelson. I hope your lovely town embraces us just as much as we plan to embrace it."

Damon stepped in front of Carol somewhat protectively, holding out his hand toward Kol.

"Damon Salvatore. Have we met?"

Kol merely glanced down at Damon's hand as if it were diseased before he met Damon's gaze, shaking his head."I've met a lot of people. And you don't particularly stand out."

Kol's dark eyes then zeroed in on Macie, and he perked up.

He moved toward Macie just as Damon suddenly began distracted.

Macie didn't have to turn her head to see that Elena had distracted Damon.

Damon patted Macie's lower back before he began to walk off."Excuse me, Macie."

Macie forced a smile on her face as she watched Damon walk off toward Elena like a man possessed. Macie looked at Elena's beautiful dress then down at her own, suddenly feeling insecure.

"Ignore them, darling. I, for one, think you look ravishing."

Her head snapped up, and her gaze met Kol's whose brown eyes were boring into hers.

"What's your name?"

The auburn headed female vampire hid her upset toward her sire and Elena as she responded.

"Macie. My name is Macie."

Kol grabbed her hand and pressed a kiss to her knuckles, a smirk on his face.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Macie."

He grinned at her before he walked off.

"Welcome, thank you for joining us. You know, whenever my brother, Niklaus, brings our family together like this, it's tradition for us to commence the evening with a dance."

Damon and Stefan stood together, looking up at the Original family."Do you see who I see?"

"Oh, yeah."

Macie stood at the side, her fifth glass of champagne in hand as she looked up at the Originals. She glanced at the crowd to see Elena standing in between the Salvatore brothers. The female vampire rolled her eyes, about to take a long sip of her drink to notice that it was finished.

As if on cue, a waiter passed, and she snapped her fingers."Don't forget about me!"

He paused, taking her empty glass and handing her a full one.

Macie took a long sip, returning her gaze up at the eldest vampires in the world. Her eyes landed on Kol who, since he was the youngest brother, stood on a step just above Rebekah. He swirled the liquid around in his glass, looking bored before, as if sensing her eyes on him, snapped his gaze to hers.

Macie bit her lip as he smirked at her, tipping his glass toward her before returning his attention back to Elijah.

"Tonight's pick is a centuries-old waltz, so if all of you could please find yourselves a partner, please join us in the ballroom."

The Originals and the crowds of people returned to the centre of the foyer where the dance floor was. At his command, the music began to play, and Macie stood at the side, watching as Damon, completely forgetting about her, offered Elena, his hand.

He smiled at the brunette.

"It would be rude not to dance, you know."

Elena smiled happily, accepting his hand.

"It is tradition."

Macie eyed them as Damon and Elena walked out to the ballroom, and as her gaze travelled along the crowd, she noticed Stefan watching the two with a depressed look on his face. Macie offered him a nod, which he smiled at before walking off.

Macie sipped on her drink as she listened in on Elena and Damon.

"You look stunning if it isn't obvious."

Elena smiled again as she followed his lead."Thank you."

Oh, how I hope you trip over that dress and break your fuc-

"Why is such a lovely lady standing alone?"

Macie looked beside her to see Kol standing there with, as always, a smirk on his face.

"My date is preoccupied."

He shrugged, offering her his hand."I'm free."

"I don't know the dance."

"I wasn't listening when Elijah tried to teach it to me centuries ago."He shrugged once again, setting aside his glass."Who cares?"

"Don't you have your own date?"

Macie nodded at the woman standing near the staircase, watching Kol.

The Original pursed his lips; hand still held out."She's been eyeing up Finn all night."

Kol wiggled his fingers, grin on his lips."What's better than making him jealous by dancing with an Original?"

Macie shook her head."I'm not that petty."

"Then just dance with me, let me take that frown off your face."

She glanced at his hand then at his face before relenting, setting aside her glass and letting him lead her to the dance floor.

He twirled her around as he walked backwards into the middle of the crowd. Macie arched an eyebrow as Kol nudged people out of the way, apparently upsetting them. He didn't seem to notice as they glared at him when he elbowed a middle-aged man in the back, sending him towards his date.

She, a little embarrassed, met his gaze.

Kol pulled her up against him, arm around her body and other hand meeting hers. Her other hand settled on his shoulder.

"We're bumping into people."

Kol's smirk only widened as he led the dance, chuckling when they almost tripped up Matt."That only adds to the fun, eh?"

"It's mean."

"Then why are you smiling?"Kol raised his eyebrows as he spun her around, grinning when she released a giggle."See? Much better."

Macie smiled as he dipped her before pulling the female vampire up again, wrenching her up against him, making her gasp.

Their noses brushed as Kol gripped her hand, the two circling others, just missing Matt again who had recovered from tripping over. Ko laughed like a child as Matt jumped away from them, as if terrified that they'd hurt him again.

Macie rolled her eyes."You're targeting him, aren't you?"

Kol met her gaze, feigning innocence.

"Me? Targeting the boy that wants to taint my sister?"

He shook his head, hiding his smirk."Never."

"There you are."

Damon, who had been grabbing another drink, turned around and looked down at Macie who was staring up at him. The two were now in one of the absent hallways of the mansion, away from the crowds of people that were chattering loudly or dancing.

"That's your fifth in twenty minutes."She smirked at her sire, leaning against the wall, hand on her hip."Rough day?"

The female vampire moved over to him, hands on his shoulders.

He hadn't been near Elena on almost an hour, and she'd been waiting to get him alone. She didn't want to see him hurt and, while she loved him, she just wanted him to be happy. It didn't matter if it were her or someone else, but as long as it wasn't a doppelgänger because they hurt people.

He glanced down at his glass then shrugged, shaking his head.

"No."

She raised her eyebrows, interested.

"Really?"

Damon nodded, pulling her hands from him and he backed away a few steps.

Her eyes narrowed, confused at his rejection.

She frowned, confused."What's wrong?"

"I've made progress with Elena."

"What?"

Damon smiled, kicking off his shoes."We, uh, kissed again."

Her lips parted, and she stared at him in shock before clearing her throat, hands on her hips."Yeah? When?"

"Just after the dance."Damon smiled as he remembered the kiss."She kissed me this time."

"Uh, good."

Damon frowned, surprised."What?"

"Nothing, just shocked. I thought she was still in love with Stefan."

Damon shrugged, a smirk on his face."Stuff happens."

The female vampire nodded, picking up her coat."Yeah, stuff happens."

Macie suddenly walked away, making her way down the hallway.

"Where are you going?"

Macie didn't answer, she just turned and began to exit the mansion, ignoring Damon as he called after her.

"Macie!"

Later—Midnight—The Grill

".I don't know what's wrong with me, y'know?"

"Maybe I'm crazy. W-What's that quote?"Macie snapped her fingers, pondering for a moment before adding."Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results means you're insane."

Macie's lower lip jutted out as she slid her bottle back over to the bartender who poured her another."I'm insane."

Her fingers locked around the glass as the bartender passed her back the glass. She brought it to her lips, taking a large sip before setting it down on the bar once again.

"Will I be doing the same thing for eternity? Hoping for the attention of my sire?"

The bartender dried another glass, blankly nodding along with her."Uh-huh."

She didn't notice his bored expression; the female vampire was far too interested in ranting about her tale. She paused for a long moment, sipping at her drink again and that's when she felt a presence next to her. The bartender, clearly not wanting to listen to Macie anymore, perked up, a smile crawling onto his face.

He stepped to the side, looking at the man."What can I get ya?"

"Whisky, please, mate."

"Yes!"Macie straightened, patting the bar for the bartender's attention."I'll have the same as pretty boy there, only a double."

The bartender rolled her eyes but nodded. Macie waved him off, finishing off her drink and distracted herself by toying with her long auburn hair, twirling it around her index finger.

"Why so glum, darling?"

"You already know, don't play dumb."She turned her head, gaze landing on the man next to her."A man. When is it never a man? You're all scum. Pretty but scum!"

He held up his hands as if to defend himself then held a hand over his heart."On behalf of us all, love, I apologise."

"I've heard that before. I've had over a hundred and twenty years of that and when I let it go, give him another chance, it all goes..."She made an explosion sound and made wild gestures with her hand."like that!"

The bartender came up and placed the drinks down in front of them, whispering to the man."I'd walk away if I were you. She's been ranting about being over a hundred for hours."

He ignored the bartender and turned back to Macie who was still ranting."I am not a toy. I'm a woman. I fought for my rights...sometimes, I got bored when they began to rant."

Still pouting, Macie rested her elbow on the bar and rested her cheek on her palm, looking at Kol who was still stood next to her. He was smiling, as if amused, and holding his glass in his hands.

"So what did he do this time?"

She snapped out of her thoughts and repeated his question in her mind."He kissed the bitch."

"Ah, that old story."He said, leaning against the bar, facing her."It always comes down to a love of a woman one way or another."

"Do you have women woes? Is that why you're here?"

He shook his head, finger running along the rim of his glass."I love myself far too much."

"You're lucky but also unlucky."

He raised curious eyebrows."How so?"

"Who's gonna keep you warm at night?"

He chuckled, shaking his head."I don't need to be in love to have my bed warm, darling."

He lifted his head from looking down at his glass and met Macie's gaze, his grin still on his lips. He tilted his head, eyes trailing over her face before he eventually met her gaze once more. She stared at him for a long moment, keeping his gaze before she finally broke it.

"Would you ever kiss a Petrova doppelgänger?"

"Darling, from my experience, watching them tear apart my brothers, i'd rather drive a white oak through my heart."

She giggled, poking his shoulder."I like you, and that's not just because i'm seeing two of you right now."

"I like me, too."

She glanced at the clock above the bar and groaned."I should get back. This damn ball gown is annoying me."

She attempted to stand from the stool but, forgetting about how drunk she was; she started to fall.

Only to fall into Kol's arms.

"Careful, darling."

She giggled, hair in her eyes."Jelly legs!"

Macie, with his help, stood and didn't flinch away when fingers brushed back her hair. She blinked as her hair was tucked behind her ear, but the hand didn't fall. Fingers brushed her cheek, tracing unknown patterns on her skin before they moved along her sharp jawline.

She looked up to see the once dark eyes were now almost black.

He tilted his head, smirking at her.

Macie copied his head movement and returned the smirk.

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