I LOVED WRITING BADASS!Y/N OH MY GOD

I JUST REALIZED THAT I SAY Y/N IN MY MIND KINDA LIKE MINTTU WHICH IS MY NAME IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW BUT IT'S SOME WEIRD COMBINATION LIKE YNINTTU YINTTU MINYNTTU OK OK

+++ I'M SO IN LOVE WITH KLAUS TBH IT JUST INTENSIFIES EVERY TIME I WRITE ANOTHER IMAGINE WITH HIM MY HEART IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE OMG HELP

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Imagine trying to rule Mystic Falls and its residents and Klaus falls in love with you

While some people believed that villains were just misunderstood people, whose stories hadn't been told and heard, you were just plain evil. You were a storm, about to hit the small town of Mystic Falls, bringing nothing but misery and death to its residents. There wasn't any more explanation to you besides your craving to rule people, make them bow down for you and treat you as their queen. Something about you was just a little bit crooked and you aimed to be the most superior being in town. And soon, you could take over more places and eventually you'd be the goddess you knew everyone needed. People were made to be ruled, they needed someone to kneel to and you knew you could be the one.

You didn't tell your story too often. All you told was that you were the leader that was needed, you were the queen to look up to. No bad, no good, just taking what was yours. You were a vampire, one of the first, turned by Kol Mikaelson who was now apparently locked up in a box but your relations to him died a long time ago, and you didn't need him or anyone else by your side. And you knew that Mystic Falls was full of other vampires, and supernatural beings, weaker and on a lower level than you and they'd make the perfect army. Army for a war that you didn't even know of yet, but a bunch of loyal vampires, werewolves and witches wouldn't hurt, right?

So you made your way to Mystic Falls in determination and confidence, hoping to find the first people to make yours. You entered Mystic Grill, where you bought a drink while judging the people in the hangout who paid a lot of attention to the new girl. In some ways, you resembled Katherine who had been one hell of a hurricane to the little town but you had heard of her and were convinced that you were in all ways better. While her weakness had always been a boy, one of the Salvatores, you didn't depend on a man. You were better than that, you had more respect for yourself - you didn't let anyone hold you back.

With your leather jacket on, and the high heels in your feet, and the smirk dancing on your lips mischievously, you caught a man's attention, who couldn't help but compare you to Katherine instantly. But you differed from her, you weren't another doppelgänger, and maybe that was why the charming, handsome man got up from his seat, ditching his drink and company and walked to you. He had an evil smile on his pink lips, matching yours, and something about him gave off the similar vibes you were packed with but when he approached you with a flirting attempt, your enthusiasm died down.

"Evening, love. I assume you are new to town - I'm sure I would have noticed such a gorgeous face before. What have you come for?", he spoke, a lovely accent siding his tone but it didn't melt your heart like he probably intended to. Sure he was good looking and quite charming as well, but you weren't going to let a sexy smile and a few smoothly spoken words distract you from your intentions.

"I've arrived so I can rule Mystic Falls like the queen I am, love", you rolled your eyes and finished your drink so you could leave Mystic Grill, seeing there were no potential minions for you. You got up, only for the man to grab your arm and make you look at him in irritation.

"May I at least know your name?", he asked, some kind of a look in his eyes that made you feel like he didn't speak and act like this very often, which was solely the reason you stopped to introduce yourself.

"Y/N Y/L/N. Might want to remember that, though I am certain you'll hear it plenty in no time. I aim to rule this little town, handsome", you spoke and flashed him a smirk before strutting away from him and out of the bar.

You hadn't gotten very far, when you noticed an innocent looking boy sitting on a bench in the local park, in the middle of the town, so you decided to make him your first minion and walked to him. Your high heels clicked on the streets as you walked to the young man, and stood in front of him which made him raise his eyebrows, showing off his lovely blue eyes.

"Um, hi? You're blocking the view, you know", the boy spoke and pushed his fingers through his blonde hair while staring at you with a playful, though evidently annoyed smile on his lips. You laughed, and leaned closer to him, your soft lips curving up as you smirked and placed your hands on the edge of the bench, closing the young man between your arms.

"Oh, please, I am the view", you pointed out, before looking into his eyes and grabbing his jaw, attempting to compel him. "You will come with me, and you will do everything I say", you stated slowly, staring into his eyes intensely. When you let go, he broke into a grin, and shrugged innocently, speaking only one word, vervain, which made you bite your lip in annoyance.

"You're on vervain, huh?", you replied, "well, I guess we have to do this the old fashioned way, dream eyes. With violence", and then yanked the young man up by his arm and began dragging him away from the park. You insisted on knowing his address and name, and when he introduced himself as Matt Donovan and gave you the instructions to his house, you smiled victoriously. This was how it began, this was how you'd slowly become known and bowed to.

And as you walked away with Matt Donovan, Klaus Mikaelson was looking at you from Mystic Grill where he just met you. He had already fallen for you - finally a woman just like him had found her way to Mystic Falls.

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"If you do not do as I say and vow me your loyalty, I might just kill you. Without this ring on your finger", you explained to Matt, who was sitting on his couch, while you twirled the magical ring on your finger. You knew about most magical objects, including the ring that could bring humans back to life, but not this time. If Matt would cross you, you'd kill him in the most painful, agonizing way you could ever think of, with the ring right beside him but not on his finger.

Matt nodded, understanding and agreeing with you completely. You smiled happily, and kissed his cheek briefly before giving him a good look, wondering if he just had vervain in his blood or if he was wearing something with vervain in it. You gave him a look and shared your thoughts, asking which one it was, and when he replied with vervain in his system you sighed.

"I really wasn't looking forward to draining you from your blood but looks like things won't be as simple as I hoped them to. Sorry, blue eyes, but this is going to hurt a bunch", you said, and smacked him onto the ground. You grabbed a fire poker from the fireplace, and without a warning, you shoved it through Matt's arm which made him shout out in pain. You sighed again, and rolled your eyes before grabbing another fire poker and pushing it through his other arm and through the floor enough to nail him on the spot.

"Don't be such a baby. Way to be a drama queen, Matt. I'll give you some of my blood when you really need it so you won't die, but I can't have vervain in your system. Otherwise I can't trust you completely, honey", you shrugged, "besides, those are damn fine arms - I wouldn't dare to leave them so destroyed", and then made sure his legs were nailed to the floor as well.

"Now - tell me where I can find Damon and Stefan Salvatore", you then insisted. It was time for another step of your plan.

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After a change of clothes, you made your way back to downtown. Conveniently, Tyler Lockwood had decided to throw a party and the two Salvatore brothers would be expected to make an appearance and that would be your best chance to get to them and either talk, or force them to team up with you. Obviously you weren't up for teamwork, but you'd trick them into thinking so until the time would be right for you to make them your loyal followers.

You were in a dress that showed off your body perfectly and many heads turned to look at the perfection that was Y/N. You weren't just gorgeous, but also dangerous and confident and there to fuck shit up but no one knew yet. Maybe you wouldn't be so bad and evil after all - you wanted to rule them and show them what good you could bring. Through you did do some bad things to get there, but you didn't care. You were made for kicking ass and being the badass you were.

"Who is that?", you could hear all over the Lockwood house as you entered it with Tyler's permission. He didn't exactly know who you were, but he was already wasted enough to allow you to come in. You immediately went looking for the brothers, and easily you found them in the company of Elena Gilbert which didn't surprise you. You had learned a lot already, without even meeting them.

"Well, hello, Damon and Stefan", you spoke with a smile on your lips as you walked to them and rested your elbow on Damon's shoulder. Your smile turned into a grin when none of them seemed to know you, but you didn't wonder. "Oh, manners, sorry. I'm Y/N, and I'm here to make an offer. Join me on my revolution of a kind, or I'll tear off your heads. This is a do or die situation, boys", you continued, which earned a shocked gasp from Elena. She was the first open to her mouth, which disappointed you - you were not there to get Elena Gilbert on your side but maybe she wouldn't be so bad either.

"How do you know their names?", she asked suspiciously, trying to look tough as she spoke to you but you just wanted to laugh.

"Oh, I know a lot. I've learned plenty of the most relevant residents in Mystic Falls. Which I do not think includes you, Miss Gilbert", you smirked, earning a surprised, approving look from Damon. He didn't mind more kickass females in town.

Awkward silence fell upon them, though not on you - just frustration. "Well, which one will it be? Oh and by the way, you look dashing in suits, sweeties. Too bad that in a moment or two, you both just might be decapitated", you whispered with a smug smile on your lips. It was obvious that both of them, and Elena, felt threatened and it gave you a lovely feeling of being successful. You weren't messing around. You were for real, and one way or another, Damon and Stefan, and everyone else too, would see and realize it.

The Salvatores didn't have time to reply when you felt a tap on your shoulder and in irritation, you turned around to see who had the guts to bother you. You stood eye to eye with Niklaus Mikaelson, and you broke into a smile. At first, at the Grill, you hadn't remembered or recognized him but his brother did turn you centuries ago which meant that you knew Klaus as well. Though he probably didn't remember you, you were never very close but he definitely had charm and maybe at one point you could have some fun with him.

"What do you want?", you snapped, your attitude completely different from your thoughts, and your tone shocking the Salvatores. In a normal situation, Klaus would have probably torn your heart from your chest, but the thing was, he was hopelessly in love with you already and that was why he remained calm which only shocked the people around you more.

"I want to have a chat, love. I have an offer which I think you could be quite interested in", he spoke, his voice smooth and velvety which made you want to swoon but for the sake of yourself, you had some control and stood proudly. You agreed to talk to him though, and told the Salvatores to stay still as you walked away from them but when you and Klaus had taken some distance, they all quickly left the place. Cowards.

"We should become a team, sweetheart. I have been in the position of a potential king for quite the amount of time now, and I would love to rule this town beside you. You could be my queen, Y/N Y/L/N. I know you are a woman who works alone, but with my hybrids and connections and your ways and attitude and motivation, we could easily take over this and many other towns. What do you think?", Klaus explained with a hopeful smile, which you turned down immediately.

"No."

Although you refused, you couldn't help but feel interested in his offer. But you couldn't say yes at first, it'd make you too weak and easy to talk into things, and you also knew that Klaus wouldn't give up very easily. He chuckled, the sound somewhat fond and it caused your heart to tingle in ways you hadn't felt in ages. Were you maybe falling for him too, even if it was against all your intentions and rules?

"Love, you must realize how smart my idea is. We could easily become the king and queen of Mystic Falls, New Orleans-- so much more, as well. Let me help you, and help me in return. I've been in the business for years, darling", Klaus continued to talk you around, and eventually, he succeeded.

"Fine. Come on now, I think the Salvatores left but I have someone I need to take care of. You'll help me, and I'll help you, just like you promised, alright? And we'll do this my way, or else I'm out and I'll kill you, too", you muttered, and crossed your arms.

"Oh, love, I cannot be killed. But as you wish", Klaus grinned.

The two of you ended up being the king and queen of several cities like he promised, and you got the future you had been seeking for. You managed to come out on top, and be the person you had been wanting to be. You got to be the goddess everyone adored, including your soon-to-be-husband, Niklaus Mikaelson.