"Of course it isn't love but why not ruin my fun while your at it." He had a pretty good idea of exactly why the doppelganger wanted to talk to him. Of course he had the feeling it could very well end in violence since he did exactly what she told him not to. No one had been hurt, well maybe he'd done some slight damage to Davina's relationship without meaning to. Humans and relationships were so fragile.

"So darlin' to what do I owe this not so pleasurable, pleasure of your company? I know I'm devilishly handsome and all but is one Original not enough? Need a little Enzo in your life as well?" Raising a brow he watched her carefully knowing you never let your guide down around a viper.

"I mean the sooner you confess your feelings I can let you down easy and we can work on cleaning up the mess." The snark was obvious in his voice but he really didn't like to be interrupted since it was hard enough to feed in this town without a witch giving your a migraine or a werewolf trying to rip you to pieces.

Despite the smirk on the doppelganger's face she didn't look very happy though with a face like that who really could be happy knowing another walked around looking like you. Even though she was human he had heard the stories which told him she was just as dangerouse being human as she had been as a vampire. She was a survivor and didn't care who she harmed to continue to survive.

"Yes love?" He asked waiting for her to finish what she was saying as she walked towards him the seductive way of her hips obviously something she had worked on until it just came naturally. A less man might fall of it but he was not a less man he was a vampire. Well he also wasn't a Mikaelson or a Salvaltore which pretty much meant he was immune to her charms.

"I believe I don't take orders for anyone. I've spent far too long doing what I was told darlin'. Besides I think I was rather nice. No one died, no one was harmed, I didn't eat anyone. I was on my very best behavior." He leaned forward and winked at her. "Don't care if you've got a body made for seduction or a reputation for inflicting pain, I don't answer to you. I'm not Damon or Stefan love."

As Katherine cut her hand he wasn't sure if she was trying to tempt him with her blood or what, "Just ate but you make a lovely offer." There was a smirk on his face until he realized what she was doing but it was too late as it felt like his head was exploding.

"Bloody bitch." He growled out trying to focus on anything other than the pain that was erupting in his head over and over. Yes he could withstand a great amount of physical pain but this wasn't just physical, it felt like when Whitmore had opened up his skull and cut away pieces of his brain. Thinking of his time in Whitmore house brought him focus and with focus the ability to push through the pain that was a continuous wave.

Before he had a chance to right himself Katherine was jabbing a broken piece of wood through his abdomen. Now that was the kind of pain he was used to. Wood and white hot pokers he could handle all day, could zone out enough to forget the pain until his body could heal. There was much Katherine didn't know about him one thing was he hated to be threatened, another was of everything in his life pain was a constant and not something likely to stop him for long.

Laughing he wrapped his hands around the make shift stake and helped her push it through his body with a bloody smile on his face. "Your first warning doesn't seem to hold much weight darlin'." Reaching one hand around he pulled the broken fence out of his back.

"As for your second warning, pretty sure the Noble one isn't anyone's attack dog. I haven't hurt or threatened you as of yet but your such pressing my bloody buttons love. And the people here may very well be the only ones who care that you're still alive. Mystic Falls is still celebrating your death every time someone says your name." Slowly standing up to his full weight he could already feel his body healing as he rolled his neck causing it to pop.

"Now, I was already on my way out of the city so unless you'd like to continue your threats and there for make me feel a reason to stay I'd suggest you leave." It wasn't a threat it was more like a warning since his warm and fuzzy side was quickly disappearing.

"What the he..." Before the words could even leave the lips of a man stupid enough to come down the alley Enzo was on him fangs buried deep in his neck knowing the blood would help him heal. When he got his fill he snapped the man's neck. "Well maybe I was still a little hungry."