Sophisticated meets Psychopath (Kol/Noah) (Open)

So the famous Kol Mikaelson, nice place for you to be, i mean your technically dead here in place where the dead congregate. I say as i look into the eyes of the original with the most kills, well its debatable between him and Klaus who has the most kills but the two were completely different.
The stories you hear of Kol are viscous and heartless as i have heard there is a switch that vampires can turn to dull or remove their humanity, the sad part is I don't even think that switch exists in Kol... and if it is there its permanently in the off position.
He epitomized the vampire probably the most talented original where Klaus is insecure, greedy, afraid, Kol was confident, cocky and dangerous he reveled in being a vampire.

"Anyway Kol i came here for answers, and that white oak stake that the Salvatores said was in your possession, or did Jeremy take that from you. Either way i'm one of the five so maybe you can tell me what my hunter mark means and this won't get ugly.
I say this as i keep my hands on my gun... my gloves are vervained but i was told he attempted to chop off Jeremy Gilbert's arm and was almost killed with the white oak stake... Jeremy seems to have missed his heart, damn young hunter hesitating.

I narrowed my eyes at the guy that walked up to me. "So i'm famous now." I said in a snarky tone. "What can I say? I like the quiet, and your interfering with that." I kept the snare out of my tone. It's good if people know who I am, that way they can fear me. It's when people come looking for me, that irritates me because they like to start trouble.

"What makes you think that I'd give them to you?" I was not in the mood to deal with some little brat trying to order me around. "The white oak stake is none of your business." I stated bluntly. What is it with these blokes and not minding their own damn business. "All you need to know is stay away from vampires, and stay the bloody hell away from Silas." I snarled the last part at him. "The only thing around here that's going to get ugly is your face, mate." I said with a sadistic grin on my face. I knew I should have brought a baseball bat with me.

I pace back and forth and smile laughing really "You know your a bigger dick then i thought, the original vampire that cares about himself and does what he want."

I keep my eye trained on him... "For someone as big and bad as yourself you sure bitch up at the mention of this Silas person, this mark seems to have something to do with vampires and killing them so why not raise this Silas" I keep my hand near my gun, original or not werewolf venom would at least weaken him

"I'll take that as a compliment." I said with a devious grin. I've been called worse. I kept my hands in my pocket, as I watched the guys every move. "I'm everyones worst nightmare." I stated bluntly it was a fact. "Silas, is my worst nightmare, which should tell you something." I stated in irritation. Why must they mettled in shit that they don't understand. "He's an evil bastard, that'll do what he wants when he wants. Oh and there's that thing about him raising the dead." I shifted uncomfortably. Wish everyone would stop looking for that damn cure. Silas needs to stay buried.

I think for a moment....
"Raise the dead you say well it could be speculation but that means he might raise everyone you ever murdered in cold blood and im guessing that's a lot of people... and it must be hard for you to admit that your afraid" I say somewhat triumphant
I didn't want to poke the bear because at any moment he could snap and kill me well at least try i don't think im ready to take out an original but i don't think ones ready to take me out also.

"Your brother Klaus wants to raise him, the Salvatores want to raise him and maybe raising him will bring about your death but im not sure if i want Silas to have the pleasure or me of ripping your heart out well in my case shoving a white oak stake through your sadistic blackened minuscule heart" I say pulling out my gun and keeping it trained on him

"Why should i listen to you why don't you just give me the white Oak stake and well call it even for not pursuing Silas"

"Everyone should be afraid of that bastard!" I bit out through clenched teeth. I could care less about the people I killed. At the moment I didn't really care if he knew I was afraid. He should be too.

"Correction you bloodly fool, they want the cure. They aren't interested in Silas." I rolled my eyes at him. Are all hunters so damn dumb? I put my hands up in the air in mock surrender. He really must be dumb. I thought as I grinned like the Cheshire cat. I sped over to him and grabbed the gun, before speeding behind him. "The Oak Stake is staying with me." I stated just before I pistol whipped him in the back of the head. I grinned like a fool. Works just like a bat. I found some chains and tied up the hunter to the headstone he had been in front of. When he wakes up it'll be his turn to answer my questions.