Part 1

Frida Mikaelson was sitting on the armchair with a polite smile on her angelic face. Her posture was perfect, just like a lady's was supposed to be and she was gracefully holding a small porcelain teacup. She was wearing a coral dress with a matching hair bow. The clothes young women wore these days were usually quite distasteful; she preferred the so called "old fashion" clothes. People just didn't seem to have much sense of style in this day and age. She took a sip out of her teacup, keeping her eyes on her "guest". He was hanging upside down from the ceiling. Despite of his situation, his pale blue eyes were glaring at her.

"So," she stated after a moment of silence. "I will give you one last chance, Mr. Salvatore. Tell me where Elijah is. I know for a fact that he came here and you and your friends daggered him."

"I told you, I don't know where he is," the younger vampire snapped. "I don't know what Klaus did to him."

"Hmm. But you do know something?"

He gave her an arrogant smirk.

"Yes. I know you're one creepy little girl. Why don't you let me down and go and play with your dolls, sweetie."

The tall male vampire standing next to the armchair took a threatening step towards Damon Salvatore, but Frida stopped him with the wave of her hand.

"It's alright, Castor," she said smiling. "You know how foolish children can be."

Castor didn't look pleased; he didn't tolerate anyone disrespecting Frida. She glanced at him and smiled warmly. He was almost as old as she was. The first person she had turned. A fierce soldier. A warrior. She had found him fatally wounded in a battlefield and made him an offer. He had accepted it without hesitation.

"There is no need to make this more unpleasant," she said calmly. "Tell me what you know and you are free to go."

"Right, sure," he snorted.

She raised her eyebrows.

"I am a lady, Mr. Salvatore, and a lady always keeps her word."

"Yeah, I've heard that one before from "the noble" Elijah. What is he to you anyway?"

She sighed.

"Do you really wish to do this the hard way? Fine then. Castor, could you be so kind and bleed the vervain out of his system."

The tall vampire didn't say anything, but his lips curved into a grin.

"Come on," the younger vampire protested. "I told you everything…"

"I doubt that," she cut in coolly. "And I don't like liars."

She lifted her cup and motioned Castor to proceed. Using compulsion would be the easiest way to make sure that the young vampire would tell her everything. If Nik had dared to hurt Eli… No, she couldn't even think about that right now. She needed to find her brother. Why hadn't Eli told her what was going on? The answer was obvious, although she didn't like it. Her dear big brother had once again wanted to protect her.

He had always been very protective of her, even though she was more than capable of looking after herself. Perhaps she still looked like 12-years-old, just like she had for the last thousand years, but she certainly wasn't a child. People who made the mistake of disrespecting her regretted it very quickly. Despite of her appearance, she was one of the deadliest creatures on Earth. An Original vampire.

She sighed and concentrated on her tea as the young vampire tried to muffle his screams. Castor was very good with the knife, as well as with other weapons; he would get this done quickly. Too bad for Damon Salvatore that he had taken vervain. Frida glanced at the puddle of blood on the floor; thankfully Castor had covered the carpet with plastic. There was no need to make a mess, although the old mansion seemed to be uninhabited. She had needed a private place to have a chat with the young vampire after finding out few facts. Daggered by children… Eli had certainly been rusty.

"All done," Castor said.

Frida stood up and stepped in front of Damon Salvatore.

"Tell me everything you know about Elijah and Klaus."

"Elijah was supposed to kill Klaus, but he betrayed us," the young vampire said, clearly trying to fight against the compulsion. Obviously it was useless.

"Why?" Frida asked calmly.

"Klaus told him that his family is safe."

Frida barely managed to suppress a gasp. Safe… Could that be true?

"What happened then?"

"Elijah helped Klaus to escape. Later Klaus daggered him and left town with my brother."

"Your brother?"

"Yeah, he sacrificed himself to save me, I've tried to find him ever since."

"Have you found any leads?"

"Yeah," he replied reluctantly.

"Tell me everything you have found."

This was good, at least she knew now where to look for Eli. She needed to find Nik. After that, she would make him to give Eli back to her.