New Friends or Old Foes (Open)

I am at the grill just contemplating on what to do now... this person that I am now... am i still me or someone else. My name doesn't feel like my name anymore my thoughts aren't completely my own, damn i should have stayed on the special forces.
Witches damn ... blood link, resurrection what the hell is going on, but im beginning to see everything clearly now.
Klaus wants the cure destroyed... and one of the few people who knew anything about it just died so thats why he kept me somewhat alive.... A lackey with knowledge on the cure he could find it on his own no problem no need to involve others or risk his own life.....

I sit in the grill and look around people look familiar but like strangers at the same time....
I miss war... a decorated soldier bartender...i want all the free alcohol i can get....you know what. I look into his eyes... i always wanted to try this out...Give me a bottle of Ciroc.. make it 2. I say and he hands it over no questions asked.
So im a hybrid now....
I pull my hood over my head ... and just drink to my own misery... my life has been manipulated since the day i was born...but i died already so much for the sire bond ..Niklaus.

Emma was at work. He liked her doing what she had gone to school for, he never asked questions though, that would mean knowing more about people or things he didn't care about. He cared about Emma and her only. He walked into the grill and sat down at a seat. "Scotch please" The guy nodded, he had grown to know the employees at the grill thanks to Emma so no need to show ID or anything. "Thirsty?" I had noticed the guy with two bottles in front of him. "Or trying to drown out the world that is?" I gave a weak smile and picked up the glass the bar tender handed me taking a long sip before throwing the drink back and asking for another one.

Really Raul, the way your use to drinking you ask me if im thirsty or drowning out my sorrows. I chug the entire bottle of Ciroc get halfway done with it and slam it on the table as i open the second bottle.
Your here alone no Emma wow from what I remember you seemed like a puppy in love the moment you saw her. Damn, im remembering the other guys memories... its hard to tell the difference shouldn't be talking like this....

I laughed and took my next drink before tapping for another. "You're right. I do drink like a fish" He nodded then laughed again. "I am a puppy in love man. I wouldn't trade it for the world and you know that" I smiled thinking of Emma and all the fun we had painting her house, cleaning it up, and then well... you know. He took his next drink in his hand and stared at it. "So what's new? How come you're here taking away human rights and taking the bottles from behind the counter"

whats the point of being a hybrid if you dont take advantage of it sometimes...its just a drink not like im feeding off of him....well whats your story for being here mom and dad trust fund dry up. I say

Mom was dead. Dad was hunting... me. I laughed and threw back another drink ordering another one slapping down a fifty. "If only if only, then I'd be reeling in the whole bar for us" I smiled and then felt eyes on me. I turned to see but no one was there, at least that I noticed. I shrugged and looked back to Primo "What's the new things in life doing for you? And I agree. Use them when you have them" I smirked and thought of Emma. I hadn't used them on her... Or maybe I was just lying to myself.

Well i don't know my father, apparently my mother died... but i am related to Erin Lynn Reid right here in mystic falls. She is human so I am guessing the werewolf gene came from my father. I say as i finish drinking the second bottle.
I turn to face Raul, i see a slight resemblance except that I am a little stockier and shorter.
So you never compelled your human girlfriend, do you know if she had vervain in her system you can easily get her some if your afraid you might influence her. I say getting up.
Who is your dad by the way, was he the one you got the werewolf gene from if so why would he hunt you?

I looked around the bar and shrugged. "If I could know his real name I would. And I don't know if she wears or drinks any vervain I haven't even attempted it." I sighed and asked for the bottle of Jameson on the counter. The bartender handed it to me without question. "I got it from him. And he had a double life I guess. I got a message from a guy a long time ago saying he was Eric Caviarni. I'm the only Caviarni alive now besides that dead beat though. He only hunts me because my turning into a werewolf was because I killed my own mother" I turned to look at Primo and shrugged. "Next to Emma, the only woman I ever loved"

Tough break glad thats not my dad he sounds ruthless but your not innocent bro you killed your mom and that activated your werewolf gene, damn i was in Syria and took out a couple rouges that spotted my unit i took the highground and picked one off straight headshot next thing i know i have yellow eyes and turn into a wolf every full moon. I say as I stay and talk to him. He looks a lot like me i must say despite the tattoo's but with our short hair cuts and trimmed beards.

I walk into the grill with my make-up on. I was preparing to charm a human. I wasn't in the mood for beer. I hadn't fed in a while, getting weak. I sit down at a stool on the end and look at the bartender in the eyes. "You want to take me in the back." The fact I said it in a statement than a question more or less implies I'm compelling him. He agreed and walks into the back as I follow. If any vampires were in here, I hope they won't steal my drink.

You smell that, seems like we aren't the only supernaturals here. Hell with you saying that your dad is hunting you i think we should be wary of what supernaturals we are around... i'll take a look around. I tell Raul as i walk around and head to the back

I lure him back as I bite his neck. He lets out a soft scream but I cover his mouth. When I'm done he looks terrified "Its ok, drink my blood." As he drank, the wound healed. "You should get back to work before Al fires you." I say as I pat him on the back and he walks back to the counter. I begin to check my phone with blood still on my face. I had got a spam text barrage of mails. I started deleting them.

I see the girl who just fed on the worker.
Lucky you didn't kill him but your messy, you didn't have to feed off the human you have plenty of methods to get blood bags. I say to her.
Who are you kid kinda young for a hybrid