attn: Hayley, Davina Caroline

Tyler was used to these balls. It didn’t mean he liked them. He just was familiar with them. The familiar feel of an expensive suit against his flesh was something that he’d grown used to in all truth. He had just finished the drink in his hand when he noticed that Hayley Marshall had entered the room. It had been a while since he’d last seen her. He’d last heard she’d been in New Orleans because of something or another that had to do with the Mikaelsons. He tended to immediately turn off anything that started to mention anything having to do with his sire and one true enemy Klaus. He may have hated Klaus, but he didn’t hold it against Hope that she was his daughter. When he’d last seen Hayley, he’d been awful to her. He’d still been hurting because of what had happened with the Hybrids. He still had some issues to work out with her on that end. Now was as good a time as any right? He hoped that she wouldn’t get into a fight or flight response. Tyler wasn’t here to fight. That was too many years ago. He was ready for it to be done and over.

Right before he’d reached Hayley, he’d been bumped into by someone else. Turning he caught sight of a beautiful young witch that had the most amazing doe eyes. He felt a slight red tinge his cheeks that were thanksfully covered by his well trimmed beard. “You’re Davina Claire right?” He asked. He’d overheard several of the youngest witches passing by the gym one day speaking about how Hope’s aunt Davina was becoming more closely associated with the school. He hadn’t had a chnace to meet her as of yet. Rumor was that she was once married to Kol Mikaelson. His buddy Jeremy Gilbert had his own runins with Kol. Tyler knew the history well. He wasn’t surprised that his best male friend had a history with the Mikaelsons. It seemed like everyone in Mystic Falls had. Damned Originals he thought to himself. He was smiling pleasantly at Davina finding himself quite drawn to those eyes. She had a smile that was equally enticing. For a moment, he could understand how and why Kol Mikaelson had fallen in love with her. She was absolutely stunning!

There was another young lady that had caught his eye. She was olive skinned with a set of huge brown eyes that had struck a chord in his mind. It took him a few moments to realize where he’d seen her before. He’d gone on a recruitment trip to Greendale for Alaric and had come face to face with a force of nature that had called himself Hiram Lodge. This girl resembled the painting in the den that Tyler had had the misfortune of seeing while being shown that of the “hospitality” of the tycoon Lodge. Who was she and what was she doing here? He wondered if she was some conneciton of Caroline’s. She had to be if she was here in the first place right?

Tyler was still keeping his attentions focused on Davina Claire. If she was on the outs as an ex-wife of Kol Mikaelson it was possible that she would need some protection should Kol get a little bit boisterous as Mikaelsons were wont to do in situations like this. He extended his arm to Davina. “Would you care to join me for some of these refreshments? I’m sure that Caroline spared no expense on these. She’s liable to have threatened the caterers with bodily injury should they get one noodle or flake out of place.” He laughed gently. He waited for Davina to take his arm. Once she did, he felt a rush of emotion go through him. It had been too long since any sort of girl had turned her head in his direction. It actually felt kinda nice.

Once they had gotten to the table where the refreshments were centered, Tyler looked up to make eye contact with Caroline. That crystalline gaze was just as perfect as it had ever been. Looking at her standing there, he hated himself for ever letting her get away. She was the one true love of his life and he knew it. She’d moved on and prospered even giving birth to Alaric’s daughters thanks to a little Gemini Coven magic. It was all because of him and his stupid anger and hate of Klaus Mikaelson that had cost him the love of someone who was only guillty of loving him. He would always love Caroline although he knew he’d never be with her again. She mouthed a single word to him. Hi He mouthed the same one back to her. His heart always leaped when it saw her. He had to smile just a moment longer as his attention had been diverted just a moment to the striking witch in his company.

It wasn’t but a few moments later that he suddenly heard some gasps. The sound of someone falling in and among the partiers had alerted his full werewolf senses. Chocolate hues flashed amber just as he turned his head. Tyler leaped through several partiers and jumped a table or two. It was Caroline. He knew it before he even could say anything more. He was at her side in a matter of minutes. “Caroline! Can you hear me? CAROLINE?” He could tell she wasn’t dead. He picked up her glass that had spilled when she dropped it. “ALARIC! BONNIE! ELENA! Get up here now!” He had no idea where Caroline’s two BFFS were right now, he was just so focused on her. His words had come out as growling sounds as an angry werwolf’s temper was raised.

Tyler had no idea what had happened to Caroline. He just slipped his arms under her neck and her legs. He lifted her up into his arms. “Let’s get her some air, come on people. MOVE.” Coach Lockwood was taking charge of the situation as best he could. If she’d been poisoned like he suspected, then he was going to have to go hurt someone… but who?


 

Tyler Lockwood/Cerberus