Chapter One

Jason watched from the corner of his eye as Alexandra leaned forward and turned up the volume on the radio, despite the fact she was sitting in the back of the SUV, and it was unsafe to remove ones seatbelt while a car was in motion.

Jason kept his mouth closed on the matter as if he couldn't open his mouth, even though he had a fully functioning mouth and voice. As he sat there Alexandra, his closet friend, leaned onto the his seat so she could talk to him.

"I love this song," Alexandra said as her fingers started to tap along with the beat.

"Yes," Jason replied.

Personally Jason wasn't a fan of techno music but he couldn't bring himself to say anything or to even change the radio station, and although Jason dislike techno he didn't really care what they listened too. It was either this or country and western music and he had had enough of that for a lifetime.

Alexandra had also made it clear that she disliked country and western music, but then again her favourite style of music was constantly changing. One moment she would love techno and the next she would love classic rock. So how long would it take for her to fall in love with country and western?

Jason turned his attention back to the road in front of him, while Alexandra silently enjoyed the music pumping through the black SUV.

It was just over an hour later when they finally reached their destination. Jason pulled into the haphazardly arranged parking lot and killed the engine.

"We are here," Jason said as he turned to face Alexandra.

Alexandra sat back with closed eyes as a sigh left her mouth. She ran her hands over her face and reached up in order to tie her long blonde hair into a tight ponytail. Once her hair was tied back Alexandra looked down at her left hand. On her ring finger sat a single ring, her wedding ring. Jason didn't know a whole lot about her marriage aside from his name.

Alexandra married a man called Christian Winchester when she was human, and although it had been almost nine decades since she was turned into a vampire she still carried her wedding ring and his surname.

Jason watched as Alexandra removed the wedding ring and placed it in the centre console. She then opened the closet door and climbed out of the SUV. Alexandra walked around the car and only stopped once she reached the rear door. She opened the rear door and found the back of the SUV empty.

Despite the fact the back of the SUV was empty Alexandra proceeded to pull the necklace she wore around her neck up and over her head. Alexandra held the key that dangled from the necklace and quickly moved it towards the lock imbedded in the floor.

Once the strange lock had been unlocked the carpeted floor slowly rose before splitting in two to reveal a hundred different weapons. This was the only reason she used this car.

Alexandra hummed as she considered which weapon she should bring. In the end she decided on a large hunting knife, which she hid it in her favourite jacket since it came with a leather scabbard, which prevented it from ruining her favourite black leather jacket.

Once she had the hunting knife Alexandra closed the hidden weapon bay, locked it up and pulled the key necklace back on before pulling the rear door of the SUV shut.

Klaus gestured for another drink and sighed. Although he had succeeded in creating more hybrids he wasn't happy about the few werewolves he could find, so he went in search of a bar and unfortunately this was the only place he could find. Why did werewolves have to live so far from large communities and cities?

Although Klaus hated where he currently was he still decided to have a little fun with those surrounding him. Klaus had compelled everyone inside the backwater bar, but he didn't just compel them to do whatever he said, he compelled so they understood what was happening but couldn't do anything about it.

It was extremely entertaining to watch the bikers that had gathered to drink and play pool, since they had been forced to play pool against their will over and over again. But their friends were far more entertaining, since Klaus had compelled them to drink all night even they didn't want too. So the last thing Klaus expected was someone voicing their opinion, since he had compelled everyone to remain silent.

The doors to the carpark opened to reveal a blonde haired woman Klaus had never seen before, but that didn't mean she was harmless. He had a countless number enemies, and although there was nothing any of them could do to kill him he just wasn't in the mood for a fight, so he gestured to the bikers at the pool table.

They instantly stopped playing pool and walked across the bar towards the front door. The blonde woman on the other hand stood at the front door searching the bar. The moment the bikers reached her they stared her down and demanded to know what she wanted.

The woman who wore a black leather jacket and blue jeans silently stared at the bikers. When she refused to speak one of the bikers attempted to grab her, but the moment he reached out she gripped onto his wrist and snapped his arm backwards into a position no arm should bend.

"Are you going to get out of my way, or not," she demanded.

The uninjured bikers turned and glanced at Klaus. Klaus considered giving the order that would end in this woman's gruesome death but then he realised this woman didn't recognise him since she had searched the bar twice now, and her eyes didn't linger on him any longer than anyone else inside the bar.

Klaus gave the bikers a simple wave which told them to back off and they did just that, aside from the biker with the busted arm who collapsed to the floor. The blonde woman stepped over the man and walked towards the bar.

Once at the bar she ordered a beer and drank it down, although it was blatantly clear she disliked the taste. The longer she stood there brooding and waiting the more curious Klaus became.

"So," he started. "What brings a beautiful woman like you here?" Klaus asked.

She scoffed and turned to face the doors she had entered through. The biker who had collapsed to the floor had moved away, but he still sat on the floor in pain. The blonde woman on the other hand stared at the doors with such determination on her face it was obvious she was here for an important reason.

"So," he started again. "What brings a vampire like you here?" Klaus asked to her surprise.

The woman suddenly turned to face him, and although she appeared a little surprised he figured out that she was a vampire it was clear she was more surprised that he would just say something like that out loud in front of everyone. But she did not know about the compulsion everyone was under.

"You must be brave to speak so freely," she muttered as she turned back to face the doors.

"I have compelled everyone in this bar, aside from you, of course," Klaus said. "They are in no position to talk, sweetheart," he added to her dislike.

"Damn," she whispered. "Why?" she demanded as she faced him.

"Because I can, love," Klaus said. "I am the most powerful being of all the time and I..."

She scoffed and rolled her eyes as she glanced back at the front doors. Klaus fell silent as he watched her. He didn't understand why she would scoff at his true statement, until he realised that she probably didn't even know who he was.

Although Klaus had hundreds, maybe thousands of enemies there were still millions of people he hadn't met. This woman before him was clearly one of those who had never even heard of him.

"I'm the Hybrid," Klaus said. "An Original..."

"And that's supposed to mean something to me," she asked as she stared down at him.

"Have you even heard of An Original?" Klaus asked wondering how much this vampire didn't know.

"I managed to live this long not knowing you and I'd rather keep it that way," she replied before she pushed herself off the bar.

The front doors opened and the blonde woman quickly turned to face them. They both watched as a blonde haired man entered the bar. The woman sighed and approached the man. It was clear that this was not the person she was waiting for.

"Has he turned up yet?" the blonde man asked.

"Not yet," the woman replied. "Just some creepy vampire claiming to be a hybrid of god knows what," she added.

"I am not creepy," Klaus said as he appeared beside the two blondes. "And I am The Hybrid, not a hybrid," he added.

"Well, you're pissing me off," she replied. "I'm here to speak with a very important person and I don't need, or want you hanging around pissing me off," she added.

"Unfortunately for you I don't take orders from anyone, love," Klaus said.

"I don't call me love," she replied causing Klaus to smile at her.

"Look," the blonde haired man said as he grabbed Klaus' shoulder. "She already told you to back off so..." he started as the woman sighed and buried her face in her hand.

It was clear she knew what would happen, maybe it had happened before. Klaus knocked the man's hand from his shoulder and then placed his own hand on the blonde man's shoulder. Klaus stared his brown eyes and searched his mind for his name but his name was not the only name he found.

"Jason," Klaus said. "You will return to your car and shut up," Klaus compelled. "Have I made myself clear?" he asked.

"Yes," Jason replied in a dull tone, before Klaus let him go.

Klaus watched as Jason turned and exited the bar. He then turned to face the blonde woman standing beside him.

"I do not see the point in keeping weak humans around, Alexandra," Klaus said.

Alexandra sighed and rolled her eyes before turning and making her way back towards the bar. This time she sat down and ordered something stronger and better than a single beer. She ignored him for a few moments until she had swallowed down half of her drink. She then turned to face Klaus, who had returned to his seat at the bar.

"It's just Alex and Jason is my second hand. He navigates, arranges hotels and does my tattoos," she explained before she returned to her drink.

"Tattoos," Klaus questioned.

"Ta-da," she said as she pulled up the right sleeve of her leather jacket.

Klaus noticed how Alex's wrist and forearm was covered in black tally marks. Klaus had no doubt that her entire arm was covered in tally marks.

"An interesting way to keep count," Klaus commented.

"I used to write them down," Alex replied. "But I found that this was much more fulfilling and it scares the shit out of people," Alex added.

"If your intention is to scare your enemies why do you have them covered tonight," Klaus asked as Alex pulled her sleeve down.

"They are sort of a giveaway," she honestly replied. "I'm trying to find a guy and the tattoos would give me away," she added. "I was concerned that someone here would recognise me and call him. The last thing I needed was someone telling him to keep away, but I guess that's not a problem anymore."

"Yes," Klaus said.

It suddenly fell silent for a couple of moments until a voice resonated through the air.

"ALEX WINCHESTER!" he yelled.