Jenni's Muses

 ❝ Before any body dies, I need to find a spell to bring  the person I lost back, just give me a couple of weeks  and I’ll try to have the spell to do it. ❞

“A couple of weeks? Yeah I can’t do that. Once the Mikaelson’s see me I’m a dead man walking. I was supposed to have died a thousand years ago but their mom brought me back. Most of them hate me.”

Ah, the epitome of manners as always, Nicolaus. Nice to see you too.”

“I see you still have a stick shoved up your ass that’s no surprise. You are not who I want to see so let’s save the fight for later. Tell me where my wife is.”

  ❝ I have a Mikaelson in mind that I would like   to get rid of completely. Finn Mikaelson. He   took someone away from me, and I want                                       r e v e n g e. ❞

“Consider him dead I’ve always hated him. I suggest you unlink your pals Josh and Marcel from Klaus because I plan on killing every last one of them. I would love your help doing it though.”

1. Having an affair  2. Having sex  3. Killing someone  4. Self harming  5. Wrapping their present  6. Binge drinking  7: Taking an illegal drug  8. In the shower 9. Undressing  10. Masturbating  11. Watching a children’s tv show  12. Drunk  13. Being sexually assaulted  14. Getting beat up  15. Overdosing on a prescription  16. Buying an illegal drug  17. Holding someone hostage  18. Talking about them behind their back  19. Confession their love for your muse to another  20. Playing with a pet.

“Not my first rodeo.” He lifted up the weapons for a moment, to eject the clip from one of his handguns and reload, as he saw his Russian lover taking on all comers in hand to hand combat, before he saw a Hydra agent sneaking up on her, fully intending to shoot her point-blank. “Nat, on your right!” Decades of close quarters fighting in decades of wars kicked in within seconds, as he dropped one of his handguns, and reached for one of the knives strapped in a sheath on his lower back, below his Kevlar laced vest of his costume, and pulled the blade free, before hurling it with super human strength, as the super soldier’s knife struck Natasha’s attacker, in the throat, with unrivaled accuracy, as the soldier went down, choking on his own blood and gurgling, from the knife shoved three inches into his neck.

Natasha looked back at the man that had been on her right as he had warned her. She turned around to look at him. “Thank you, James.” She told him before sliding past him, putting her widow bites into a man’s neck.

“Hey, Kitty. What’s up? Think Logan was lookin’ for ya, earlier.”

“Hey Bobby.” Kitty smiled at him. “Well if he’s looking for me I am going to hide.”