STILES SAT ON THE ARM OF A LOVE CHAIR IN ONE OF THE LIVING ROOMS AT the Mikaelson mansion. All of the siblings were there except for Klaus, getting tailored or beautified for the Ball their mother was throwing.

"Rebekah, tell me how handsome I am" Kol exclaimed. Stiles rolled his soft brown eyes at his twins conceited attitude. He of course knew he and his brother had the most outgoing and cocky attitudes when it came to their looks but over the years, especially spending it on his lonesome self, he learned to keep some comments to himself now.

"Ah, Kol, you know I can't be compelled" Rebekah replied, her voice implying she honestly wasn't interested in Kol's looks. A snicker came from both Stiles and Finn just as Klaus barged through the doors with his angry face.

"You went after Elena? What is wrong with you?" Klaus spat.

"Here we go" Rebekah sighed to everyone's amusement.

"Do you want another dagger in your heart?" Klaus threatened.

"Again with the dagger threats? Don't you have any other tricks?" Kol cut in fired up. Inhaling in annoyance, Klaus spun around glaring at the egotistical Original.

"Oh, go back to staring at yourself" Klaus snapped.

"And who are you, my father?"

"This never gets old" Stiles muttered to Elijah with an amused grin as did Elijah.

"No, Kol, but you're in my house"

"Then perhaps we should go outside" Kol challenged squaring up to Klaus. Both boys stared each other down, neither willing to back down. The Original Hybrid against the Original Sociopath.

"Enough!" Esther, their mother demanded, finally somewhere other than her hide out. "Niklaus, come"

"Aww mommy's sending someone to timeout" Stiles teases in a kid voice receiving a dark glare from his half-brother and low laughs from the rest of his siblings.

"So, Samuel, who are you bringing to the Ball tonight?" Kol asked his twin after Klaus disappeared from their sight.

"Easy brother. Me, myself, and I. We've been riding together for the past decade and we've done just fine" Stiles joked. "But on a serious note, I intend to bring no one. Much like yourself, I've only been in this town as long as you"

"That's alright. We can always shine together" Kol winked at him causing Stiles to smirk.

"I will never understand the connection you to have. It's quite annoying" Rebekah said out loud. "I don't know how your love interest's handle you"

"You should see how they handle us together" Kol remarked teasingly, with a devilish grin making Stiles snort in laughter. Rebekah made a disgusted face while Elijah and Finn grimaced.

"You did not" Finn rebuked.

"Okay, it was one time-" Stiles rolled his eyes at Kol's raised eyebrow, "- every few decades that did end up with Kol, whoever, and I. But in our defense, living an immortal life makes you try every possible thing out"

"You two are just pigs..." Bekah exclaimed although she had a smile on her face that she fought to hide. She got up from the couch to leave, mumbling incoherent words about her hormonal brothers.

"You can stop giving us that look, Lijah, I know all about your nights with Katerina and Nik" Stiles smirked at Elijah's baffled face which was slowly burning red.

"Nooo" Kol exclaimed with astonishment and disbelief. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open. "And here I thought us twins were the kinky ones" Kol barked out with a laugh.

"I seriously don't know how I'm related to you imbeciles" Finn sighed.

****

The Mikaelson Ball was now on and popping. Not literally, unlike all the high school parties Stiles attended back in Beacon Hills, but it was flowing perfect just the way an elegant party should be. It had been awhile since Stiles Mikaelson had dressed up in a tux that fix him, oh-so-perfect, in all black.

"I will never understand the young minds that believe they are superior to us. It's baffling" Kol said coming up to his twin. Stiles smiled in return dazzling oncoming observers who watched the twins with lustful and jealous gazes.

"I'm guessing you met Damon Salvatore" Stiles stated rather than asked.

"What gave it away?" Kol scoffed taking a sip of his wine.

"Call it twin intuition"

The Mikaelson Twins smirked at each other.

From the corner of his eye, Stiles had seen it. The whole hearted, tiny smile, that played on Niklaus' lips. It had been decades, centuries maybe, since Stiles had seen his brother with that look. His smitten look.

Following his gaze, Stiles found himself staring at a beautiful young lady with perfectly blonde curled hair that was in a up-do. She had a gorgeous blue gown on that Stiles could tell Klaus himself had picked out. The two were now exchanging words.

"If you'll excuse me" Stiles patted his twins back before advancing toward his anger issues brother. When he got to him, the blonde had just walked away.

"The phrase 'too good for you' comes to mind when I see her talking to you" Stiles teased making Klaus roll his eyes and avoiding eye contact. "Do I dare say that you're totally bashful at the mere mention of this girl?"

"Did you come over here just to rub it in my face? Or did you have something relevant you needed to inform me about?" Klaus snapped annoyed.

Stiles smiled playfully. "Come on now, Nikki. You know I've been your wingman for centuries. How about you fill me in and I'll do my magic?" Stiles reminded him of the last times. Niklaus seemed hesitant at first but finally agreed.

"Just know if I hear one teasing word from you, I will tell mother of yours and Kol's indiscretions" Klaus pointed a finger at his face.

"Hey! You and Eli are not so innocent" Stiles backfired, wishing Kol had kept his mouth shut about the whole thing.

"A lot more innocent than you two" Klaus chuckled.

"Sad to say you're not wrong"

****

Stiles walked slowly toward his target. It was hard to miss the rather obvious beauty of the female, her natural looks practically screaming for attention. It was weird seeing her but if not actually being her.

"Elena Gilbert, I presume?" Stiles asked the doppelgänger. The girls eyes widened in shock at the random stranger talking to her.

"Yes, I am. I'm sorry, have we met?" She asked confused. Stiles smiled charmingly at her, grabbing her hand like the gentleman he is, and softly laid a kiss on top of it.

"I'm afraid we haven't. I'm Samuel Mikaelson" he introduced himself. Almost instantly, her eyes widened once again but this time from fear and nervousness.

"No need to be afraid, dear. I'm not as threatening and ill-mannered as my siblings" Stiles grinned. "At least not at this moment. I have slight advantage compared to them and it's that I know what it's like to be a human and have someone more powerful and controlling after you"

Flashbacks of when Stiles was in his human phase and had the nogitsune inside of him. That was a crazy time. Everybody else thought that he was being controlled by it but in reality, he had total control of what was happening. Except for the part where one of his best friends, Allison, was fatally killed. That... he did not have control of. And he will regret so forever.

"What does that mean?" She asked confused.

"It means I know exactly what length you will go to, to try to end us. I know all about your crusade to end the Originals. So how about you do me a favor and tell me what you and my brother Finn we're discussing" Stiles deepened his voice.

"H-he just wanted to introduce himself. Much like you are now" Elena told him.

"I can't tell if you're trying to convince me or yourself, sweetheart. Funny, right? How I can see right through your lies?" Stiles kept the pleasant smile on his face not attracting any unwanted attention while Elena squirmed fearfully in her spot. "I'm going to say this once and I'm making it very clear, so make sure you comprehend each word carefully. I'm not fooled by the act my mother is playing nor am I fooled by my oldest brother. I placed a dagger in his heart over nine hundred years ago and now all of sudden he has no grudges against me for what I did. Coincidentally around the time dearest mommy showed up. So whatever it is going on... do not think for a second about coming after my family once again. We have been around over a thousand years and I'll be damned if an irrelevant blood bag like yourself tried dismantling us"

By the end of his speech, Elena was biting the inside of her cheek hoping one of the Salvatore brothers would come to her rescue. Klaus Mikaelson was the Mikaelson, the Original, everybody told her to fear the most. Nobody warned her about the psychotic Original who seemed a lot more threatening with the smile plastered on his face.

"It was lovely meeting you, my dearest Elena. Hope to not run into you again" Stiles leaned into plant a kiss to her cheek, chuckling when Elena shivered when his surprisingly warm lips touched her cheek.

Within a second, he was gone. Disappeared into the crowd of humans.

"Everything okay?" Stefan asked coming up to her not even seconds after Stiles had left.

"We have a problem- a big one" Elena let out a shuddering breath.