"The Game has just begun"

"And how did that work out for you? Are you free now? Or is Klaus still out there ruling your every move?" He asked doing his usual eyebrow thing at the end of his sentence.

"How about we do both? We isolate Klaus from everyone he could turn to in a moment of panic. Once he's alone, he's not much of a threat against us all. You brother can sit this one out. Can't have you saving your little boyfriend again now can we?"

"Now we just need reasons to seperate him from his family and acquaintances. His family will be easier to persuade."

I looked at the others. "I can get Elijah and Rebekah out of the way. Their the easy ones." I looked at Stefan. It was hard to admit it but, "I agree with Damon, Stefan. You'll only push as back or place everyone's lives in jeopardy." I couldn't tell him that I was sorry because I wasn't. Klaus could have been dead and everyone would be safe from the originals. Stefan would still have been released of his compulsion. He ruined that, there was no way around the fact.

I could feel the growl growing stronger in my throat, "You still haven't gotten over that, have you?" I snapped, "Damn!" I jumped up and ascended up the stairs.
I murmured, "Nobody trusts me anymore." I sighed as I sat on the top step, hopefully out of view of everyone.

I came upon the Salvatore Boarding house because today was just one of those days where I needed to meet up with them, of course without them knowing...but still, I'm sure they'd be surprised...pleasently to see me. I was pleasent. Was, being the key word. Until I was about a yard away from the door and heard the Salvatore's little human niece say Rebekah and I were the easy ones to take out. While us being not as strong as Klaus may be somewhat, farly somewhat true, we surely weren't easy and I wasn't going to let these of all people believe so.

The door was, as usual, unlocked so easily I made my way in and smiled. "So we're easy, you say, eh?" I said with a smirk on my face and closing my eyes. "You might wanna get that lock fixed...or at least lock it one day out of the year. Anyone...you've invited, can get in."

I Ed around shocked by the presence of the oldest, wisest and logical Original, Elijah. I knew he must have heard my previous comment. I fixed my wide eyes to my normal ones. Since everyone was drinking, I decided to be just the hoistest and be kind to a potential aly. "Would you like a drink? Bloody Mary, wine, bourbon, Sctoch?" I listed the know drinks in the house as I fixed my mini skirt before walking to where he was, though I did keep my distance.

My head flew up at the sound of Elijah's deep voice. "Elijah." I whispered to myself, stating the obvious.
Slowly, I descended down the staircase until I came towards the doorway. My eyes landed upon Elizabeth asking him if he wanted a drink. Hell no! He was definitely not welcome, but still, we had this plan that we had to deal with.
I plastered a fake smile on, "Good day, Elijah. Nice to see that you're still undead."

I smiled at Elijah, even though my muscles were tensed. "Elijah Mikealson," I said silently. staring at the Original. What in the hell is he doing here? I thought, glancing back at the others, hiding my confused face pretty well.

Irene turned around, startled by the Original's sudden appearance. She was worried about what he could have heard from their conversation. If he knew about their plan, if he knew that they wanted to kill Klaus, they would have to act much sooner than expected. However, there was a slight chance that he would want to help them, which brought up a question: Could they trust him? There was no way of knowing if Elijah would betray them to his brother. But they didn't even know if he wanted to help them, so Irene shoved that thought aside and brought her mind back to what was happening.

"What brings you here, Elijah?" She asked him, her voice uncharacteristically sweet.