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That was all Blair knew how to do. She had been running for a long time as she tried to escape from her past before it caught up with her. Blair never stayed in one place long enough to make connections with people – many had tried and failed. She felt as if it was easier for everyone if no one got close to her. It was a lonely life to lead but one that was necessary. At first, she had resented her situation and had tried to make connections, despite the situation but it always blew up in her face and then she had to run again. It was just easier to be on her own because then she didn't have to worry about anyone else other than herself. However, there were times she would meet people on the run and who were in similar situations to herself. Katherine Pierce was a woman Blair had met nearly 200 years ago and they had travelled together for nearly 60 years before splitting up. They had met by chance and then kept bumping into each other until they decided to travel together. Blair hadn't liked Katherine at first, she thought her to be shallow and rude. But, Blair found herself charmed by the woman and thought her to be refreshing to all the other people she had met over time. She had never met someone like Katherine before and she soon became a dear friend. Blair could sympathise with her because of how similar their pasts were and it was something they had bonded over. However, other than Katherine, Blair wouldn't say she had many friends. She wasn't allowed to speak with her old friends so they had more than likely forgotten about her.

One of the upsides of her situation was that she got to see the world. After being trapped inside for many years, she had craved freedom and she now had it. It wasn't how she would have liked it, but in Blair's eyes, it was better than nothing. Blair had been to many places, but England, Japan and France had been her favourites and she would love to visit them again if she could. She had seen the most beautiful hidden treasures but she had also seen the ugliest and horrible parts of the world. For 400 years, Blair had never stepped foot in America but she knew that it was time for a change. She needed to be unpredictable and never create a pattern because that is how people got caught. Blair had already decided that she would pick a place at random and go there – that's how she ended up in half the places she did. Blair had picked up a knife and threw it at a map of America, deciding that wherever it landed, she would head to next.

And New Orleans was the next destination.

Blair arrived in New Orleans around midnight. Blair always preferred to travel at night because fewer eyes were watching her. However, there would be occasions when she would travel in the day, just to mix things up. She could never be predictable.

On her arrival, Blair was happy to see crowds of people, all partying away with loud music playing. Seeing as they were distracted, Blair had made her way to the nearest hotel and managed to snag herself a room, curtesy of her magic. The human at the reception desk didn't even notice her take a key and sign herself in. Her magic made sure that no one would even notice anything wrong with a new name appearing out of nowhere. Blair silently laughed to herself as she walked into her temporary room, humans were so gullible. Blair looked around her room, it wasn't much, but it would do for now since she didn't plan on being there for long. She had stayed in worse places before and so it didn't bother her anymore, and besides, there wasn't anything that she couldn't fix with magic.

Blair moved her suitcase further into the room and set it by the bed. Her suitcase contained everything she would need. She had called odd for having a suitcase on the run, but Blair liked her things and she could be materialistic when she wanted to – that was something Katherina had understood. Looking around the room once more, she noticed a mirror that hung on the door. Blair hardly looked in a mirror anymore as she was more preoccupied with other things going on her life.

She was beautiful by human standards. She wasn't blind, and even with her glamour in place, she was what humans would describe as pretty. In this glamour, Blair was an average height, her pale skin was smooth and she was curvy in the right places. Blair had long brown hair that reached her hips and her eyes were a light blue colour. She was wearing dark blue skinny jeans with black heeled ankle boots, a black crop top with a black leather jacket. Blair felt happy with her appearance this time around, she felt it was more her. She liked to change her glamour with every place she went to keep herself hidden. She tried to make sure she didn't look the same. In some places, she could be a man, other places she could be an old woman. It all depended on what she was feeling that day but she liked this glamour and planned to keep it for her stay in New Orleans.

Feeling happy with her appearance, Blair left the room, locking her door with magic. This way, no one could enter her room without her permission and it was very unlikely she would ever grant it.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end and this snapped Blair out of her daze. There were three sets of footsteps behind her. Blair instantly knew that she was being followed and she looked around. There was still a group of people dancing away in the street. Glancing around, Blair knew that she needed to lose whoever was following her so they didn't know where she was staying. Her first instinct was to run, but she decided to kill two birds with one stone. Get rid of the stalkers and also get rid of her anger. Now, Blair just needed to make sure there were no witnesses to what she was about to do.

With a plan in mind, Blair sharply turned right into the next alleyway and walked down it. She stopped when she was about halfway into the alleyway and stayed there. She listened to the footsteps following behind her, and then they stopped. Blair turned around, "Not very nice to follow a lady," She said, her eyes watching the three people in front of her. They were blocking the exit – not that it mattered. Blair looked at each of the men and could instantly tell that they were Vampires. Blair mentally cursed at this, knowing that the scent blocker had worn off and she needed to reapply quickly.

"But you smell so delicious," The first man answered, black veins flickering underneath his eyes, his thirst evident. As he spoke, his fangs began to show and he seemed to crouch slightly, ready to attack at a moment's notice.

"Yeah, we just want a bite," The second man said, the black veins also prominent.

Blair glared at them before smirking. "Then come and get me," As she spoke, she took her hands out from her leather jacket.

The first man charged, appearing in front of her so quickly it would have thrown off a human. But Blair wasn't human and she had been expecting this. She raised her right hand and clenched her fist, watching as her magic worked. The Vampire crumped to the ground, gasping in pain, placing a hand over his head. Blair felt a presence behind her and she flicked her left hand, causing the second man to fall to the ground, hard. Blair clenched her left hand and the first man grunted in pain. Blair looked at the third Vampire, the one who hadn't said anything, "Are you going to try anything?" She asked, arching a brow at him.

The Vampire shook his head, fear in his eyes.

"Smart boy," Blair said, walking over to the Vampire, "What's your name?" Her hands were still clenched, not minding the two Vampires in pain on the ground.

"R-Ryan." The Vampire whispered lowly, fear in his eyes. Ryan was young – very young. Blair wouldn't have placed him any older than sixteen.

Blair watched him for a moment before relaxing her hands, "You saw nothing," She said, waving a hand over his head and watched as Ryan crumpled to the ground, her magic taking effect. Now, Ryan would not remember her at all. Blair looked at the other two Vampires on the ground and saw that they were unconscious. Satisfied with her work, Blair walked away, heading back to her hotel.

Luckily, Blair made it back to the hotel without any further incidents. Once inside, she magically locked the doors and the windows twice, just to be safe. Blair mentally cursed herself as she dived for her suitcase, looking for her perfume. Finding the medium-sized blue bottle, Blair sprayed her neck and wrists, rubbing the insides of her wrists together. Once happy with the application, Blair relaxed on the slightly lumpy bed and sighed in relief.

Blair knew that she should have been more vigilant – she was in Vampire territory. Usually, Blair wouldn't have even entered the same areas Vampires stayed but she felt confident that the Hunter wouldn't know where she was. The Hunter would never expect her to willingly enter Vampire territory and neither would he. Blair knew the risk, she knew that the scent of her blood was irresistible to Vampires and that's why she had sought out the help of a Witch that owed her a favour from long ago. Blair had saved one of the Witches from death, and so the line owed her a debt and she had come to collect. A Witch had made her this perfume to protect her as it would hide her scent from all Vampires. It just needed to be applied every eight hours and then she would be fine. But, there were times where her mind would be preoccupied and things like that would happen.

Deciding that she had enough excitement for one day, Blair changed into a large white t-shirt that hung off her shoulder and a pair of panties. Blair pulled the duvet over herself and let her body relax, her mind wandering off as she fell asleep.

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