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Kol was in Denver pretending to be Jeremy Gilbert's friend. Nik had told him to keep a watch on Gilbert. Though Jeremy wasn't annoying like the other teenagers around, the kid lived a boring life. He knew Jeremy was compelled to come here away from the drama happening in Mystic Falls.

He had always been known to be impulsive and volatile. He had never regretted what he had done in the past. He had to control himself now, which was rare for him, as Nik had told him to lay low, threatening him with the silver dagger if he didn't. He scowled at that thought. He hated and loved his family in equal parts.

He was walking through the park towards the batting cages to meet Jeremy when his eyes caught a sight of a brunette who was sitting around with her pup. They both seemed to be relaxing. He didn't know what made him stop in his tracks. She was beautiful alright. He couldn't take his eyes of her.

It was the voice of the doppelganger and Salvatore that forced him to turn around. Hearing their conversation he smirked. It was time to have some fun. He pushed aside the thoughts about the girl and went to the cages picking up a bat from the rack, shouldering it along the way.

He went straight and smacked the bat on the elder Salvatore's face.

"Kol?" Jeremy asked wide-eyed as he saw his friend hit Damon who was a vampire. He didn't seem to understand what was going on.

"Jeremy get back. He's an original." Elena shouted.

Kol just smiled with a dangerous glint in his eyes at both Elena and Damon, which had Elena backing away slightly in fear. Now that his cover was blown he was determined to create as many problems for them as he could while having fun along with it.

"As long as we are sharing secrets, you should know that you were compelled to come to Denver. If you don't believe me ask your sister and her..." He paused taking a new metal bat from the cage and looked at Damon. "I don't even know what to call you mate, if anything I feel sorry for you. Pathetic really. I thought you were the clever one and would have learnt something from your past mistakes. " His tone was condescending. He always wondered why the guy was so stuck up with the doppelganger. First that wench Katherine and now Elena Gilbert. Both of who shared their ancestor Tatia's traits, which he was sure of.

The younger Salvatore he held no respect for. Animal munching idiot he sneered. Only making himself more vulnerable to attacks and making him more of a liability than asset when it comes to a fight. Though he was suspecting the elder one was also realizing the same about Elena. He had seen some hostile behavior from Damon towards Elena before he had left Mystic Falls. But now seeing together again…..maybe Damon was an idiot after all.

Well…it wasn't his concern what they did in their life.

Jeremy's jaw twitched with anger. It was clear to Kol that now whatever explanations the doppelganger might give; the seed of doubt had been planted in little Gilbert's head.

As Kol went to hit Damon again, he didn't see that Damon had picked up the broken bat from the ground and used it as a stake to lunge it into his heart. He turned around to see the brunette from the park watching horrified as he fell down the floor. Hers was the last face he saw before his eyes closed.

When he woke up trying to catch his breath he saw the pup sitting next to him licking his hands. He got up dusting himself as he looked around to see where he was.

"We are still in the park. Anyone could have walked in, so I got you here." A female voice had him turning his head around as he watched the brunette from the park look at him wide eyed. Probably wondering how he was alive.

He smirked as he saw she was staring at him. He knew he was handsome. "Hello darling! I am Kol Mikaelson." He was surprised to see she was not scared or going into shock.

"Isabella Swan. But you can call me Bella." She blushed at the endearment.

An apt name, he thought. She was gorgeous not like those snotty strumpets he saw a lot around now a days. She was a natural beauty. With her brown curly long hair tied up in a ponytail, big doe full brown eyes and pouty pink lips. She looked even beautiful up close. His nostrils flared as he picked up her scent for the first time. The urge to just bury his head in her crook of neck and smell her was so powerful. He clenched his fists.

He had to control himself. He was thirsty alright. But that wasn't what he wanted to do. He wanted to sink his teeth in her, not to drain but to claim her.

God, what was up with him? He was acting like a randy teenager.

"I don't understand." She looked confused. "I thought you were dead."

He looked at her, debating whether to tell her or not. Deciding to risk it he said "I am a vampire."

"I know that. But even a vampire dies when staked at heart." She asked frustrated. Looking cute as she scowled at him.

"And just how would you know that?" He raised his brow at her. She stared at him biting her lip as if in damm if it wasn't turning him on even more. The site doing things to him that he wouldn't want her to know just yet. God, was she trying to kill him? He shifted awkwardly.

"Oh no Darling. If you expect me to answer you, you have to tell me. It's a two way street." He tried getting his thoughts and body in control.

She sighed, "I am a witch."

"Are you now?" his smiled widened. He never would have guessed. Though he was now beginning to understand that there was a lot to Isabella Swan than just being a pretty face.

"Yes and I am not saying anything till you tell me." She crossed her arms, as she demanded answers.

He smiled at that as his gaze softened. It was rare for him to genuinely smile at someone.

Indulging her he said, "I am an Original." And he saw awareness dawned as he studied her as if she had just solved some puzzle.

"I knew I was missing something!" she exclaimed and gave him a wide smile.

"You know what that means?" he asked. She nodded. "And yet you stand here not scared?" He was confused by her reaction.

"If you wanted to kill me you would have as soon as you woke up. You were vulnerable then." She shrugged. She was right though. If anyone with wrong intentions could have gotten hold of him in that state it would not have been good for him. Even though a normal stake couldn't kill him there are ways to cause harm.

Her dog who was watching them decided he had enough being ignored and started barking. Frankly he had never seen a dog sitting still for that long.

"Oh hush you. You can see we are talking. Keep quiet and you will get some treats for dinner." She bends down and picks him up as she admonished the pup lovingly. And surprisingly it's as if he understands her he just gives her a smile and licks face.

Kol suddenly remembered what had caused this meeting. And that had him angered. He was feeling murderous.