Niklaus Venator's Story

Niklaus had laid awake for most of the night staring at the ceiling instead of getting the sleep he so deserved from the long trip to the academy. The reason for his lack of sleep was quite simple, he was too busy plotting domination of the school. Niklaus hoped that by the end of the first semester he would have the school running much like his former one. The problem would be convincing people to work for him in. Even more so with Olivia and Alex attending this school along with him, Greyson, and Nathen. Greyson wouldn't be too hard to maintain as long as Alex was on board which, for the most part, she would be as long as she wasn't around when he handled 'business'. Nathen always seemed to be able to tolerate Niklaus and being that the too were seemingly friends, more people would listen to him. Olivia was his biggest problem for the most part. The two of them have been best friends for a long time. People always seem surprised at the fact that she would even be able to stand being around Niklaus and his dark ways, even Niklaus questioned it. Olivia is too kind and has such high expectations for him and somehow thinks he is very deep down, a kind man. Of course many other people would firmly disagree, even Niklaus.

The thoughts of how Niklaus would run the school and his business had whizzed through his mind through most of the night until early morning. He contemplated how he would achieve knew recruits and what victims he would have for his homework. NIklaus figured he would have homeroom to think his plans over and decided to get out of bed. Niklaus decided at 6 in the morning that it would be a somehow brilliant idea for him to play his piano this early in the morning. Niklaus sat in front of his electronic keyboard and cracked his knuckles while trying to decide on a song. He decided to a looped rendition of Two Steps From Hell's Archangel. During this time, Niklaus didn't really care if it annoyed his neighbors or roommate who seemed to be sound asleep. Niklaus continued to play until his phone alarm went off at 7 and Niklaus began getting ready.

Niklaus went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth and washed his face. He then grabbed his many expensive hair products and spent 10 minutes making his hair look like what he considered perfect. Next he stepped over to his closet and went through the many elobrate and expensive pieces of clothing he had. he finally decided on something simple: a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and black tie that was tied loosely around his neck, dark jeans, and black dress shoes. Niklaus was pleased with this look. he always dressed nicely seeing as it made him look more intimidating than wearing everyday street clothes like he'd seen most lower and middle class do. To Niklaus, the way you dressed determined your status. Niklaus took one final look in the mirror and left his room not even bothering to see if his roommate was up. When in the hall, he pulled out his phone, which read as 7:45, and sent a text to Olivia saying, "Hey beautiful, I'll see you no later than 8 in the main hall.". Niklaus proceeded down the hall to go and meet his best friend.

Niklaus bought himself a caramel latte before entering the cafeteria. Before he reached it, he felt his pone vibrate in his front pocket. Niklaus checked the screen to find a message from Olivia. It read: "I beat you here, I'll save us a table. :)" Niklaus angrily put his phone back in his pocket before searching through the crowd of people for Olivia. He hated being late for anything. Punctuality was always important in his family. Niklaus made a habit of always being on time or a few minutes early to anything to ensure that he wouldn't be late, except for today.

Niklaus noticed a hand raised in the air waving over to him and couldn't help but smile when he saw his best friend sitting at a table with a seat saved for him. For a moment Niklaus had forgotten why he had been upset earlier and nonchalantly walked over to the open seat next to Olivia. He sat down and placed his latte on the table after taking a drink and leaned backwards in his chair with his arm on Olivia's chair. Niklaus's grin changed to a smirk as he remembered why he had been angered. "You know I don't like being late." He said trying to sound as mean as possible, but it didn't work as well as he had planned. Niklaus has always had a hard time trying to stay angry at Olivia.

Niklaus decided to move on from his unfortunate late arrival and the smirk appeared again on his face. He looked her up and down like he was studying her like he had many times before. "Well, don't you look absolutely beautiful today. " He looks her up and down one more time. "Trying to impress a certain someone?" Niklaus made himself known for being charming. He normally just charmed various men and women to doing what he wants but with Olivia it was different. Niklaus would never use her, there was something about he that he just really liked and admired.

Niklaus dazed off staring at Olivia while he was lost in thought. He quickly snapped himself back to reality and decided to search the cafeteria for any potential victims. His eyes locked onto a table that Alex Mayweather was sitting at. The two of them were friends of some sort and occasionally slept together. Sitting next to her was her older brother Greyson whom hated Niklaus with a passion. Niklaus doesn't care much for him either and the two stay out of each others way. Across the table he spotted a girl who looked like she could be a model and a rather cute boy trying to woo her. Niklaus then noticed a girl sitting next to Greyson. SHe seemed rather quiet and easy to manipulate. Niklaus kept his gaze at her with a sly smirk on his face gaining himself a rather murderous glare from Greyson.