A/N Okay so this is my first TVD fanfic so any constructive criticism is appreciated :) It begins after 3x11 but after that it only will only follow the show loosely.
And buckets of thank yous to my best friend (who has yet to make an account) cause without her, I wouldn't have been motivated to do this! Enjoy!
Chapter one- Old Beginnings
Gwen's head was bent low against the wind, her red curls flying around wildly, unable to be restrained. The only other sound besides the wind was the soft steps of her black leather boots. She wasn't worried that she was the only one on the dark street. In fact she pitied anyone who tried anything on her tonight. But she doubted they would.
Mystic Falls was hardly what a vampire of her nature would call dangerous. Unless she counted the recent hybrid population as a threat. Gwen smirked at the idea. The hybrids were a nuisance, nothing more. Practically children when it came to fighting but either way they had served their purpose. By the time she reached her destination, Klaus would realize his little puppets had been removed from Mystic Falls.
Gwen turned down a little side street that led to the town square. She came to a stop in the little grassy park and she tilted her head to the side, trying to understand what all the fuss was about. The town was nothing compared to the big cities that usually attracted Klaus. Mystic falls was insignificant which made it all the more interesting.
Besides, if Klaus thought it was worthy of his attention then there had to be something special somewhere in the town.
Gwen pursed her lips as she took another look around, nope she didn't see it.
But then again, the Original could have snapped and completely lost his mind. She smiled briefly at the thought.
No... Niklaus didn't do anything without a reason and she was determined to find out what it was.
On the other side of town, the Original vampire in question was taking out his frustration rather violently on the only surviving hybrid from the patrol he had sent out in case Stefan decided to try anything else.
"What do you mean, they're gone?" Klaus seethed, his vision turning red. "Did they all just disappear into thin air?" He advanced towards the shaking hybrid, his fangs beginning to lengthen.
"N-N-No!" The man gasped out, too afraid to even try defending himself. "We were all just wandering around, there was no sign of Stefan or anyone else and then all of sudden Kyle vanished." He shuddered but he was more afraid of Klaus's wrath than the image in his head. "Then Amanda and Joseph were gone and then it was just me."
Klaus pinched the bridge of his noise and took a few deep breaths. But his attempt to try and calm himself down failed miserably. "So you mean to tell me that you didn't see anything, anything at all?"
The frightened man shook his head immediately, sensing the fury building in the Original.
"Well that is disappointing."
Klaus's mind was racing. It couldn't have been Stefan, he knew the younger vampire well enough to know that he would trust Klaus to remove his hybrids himself. But after the stunt he had pulled with Elena, Stefan had become unpredictable.
Yet, Klaus knew it wasn't him but the others were too spineless to do anything themselves! Klaus' jaw clenched, he was infuriatingly lost.
"Unless..." The devious glint returned to Klaus's eye and before he stalked off he snapped at the hybrid, "Go make yourself useful, I have a phone call to make."
As Gwen waited for her phone to ring in the town square, she hummed along to an old song by the Beatles, tapping her feet to the beat. The Beatles brought back memories of pin-straight hair and crowns made out of daisies.
Her phone beeped and she looked down at her iPhone lovingly; she remembered a time when she would have scoffed at owning such a device.
At the same time, she could easily remember the first time she'd heard of portable music players. How fascinated she had been by the idea that someone had discovered a way to put tiny little musicians in a box. How far society had come; once upon a time the only way to get music was to make it yourself.
She laughed to herself at the memory.
But her momentary trip down memory lane was interrupted by the obnoxious ringing of her cell phone.
"Finally." Gwen smiled to herself, and she picked up after the first ring, why bother keep him waiting?
"Niklaus?" Gwen murmured into the phone, a sly smile appearing on her face. "I have missed you."
"Ah Gwen darling, I thought you might have come to town." Klaus's familiar voice answered, only a bare hint of tension was audible but it was there. Her smile widened.
"I just couldn't stay away." Gwen started walking, her green eyes searching for any hint of hybrids that might lurking about. "My curiosity got the better of me once again."
She heard something snap on the other line and she wondered what he had broken, it had been almost two centuries since their last meeting and she'd almost forgotten about his temper.
Nasty thing that was.
Gwen made a clucking noise with her tongue. "And I bet yours is just about killing you now. Aren't you wondering what happened to your precious hybrids?" Gwen made sure to pause dramatically, waiting for the explosion that was sure to come.
"Are you really sure you want to test me Guinevere?" His voice was low and dangerous but she wasn't as scared as she used to feel when dealing with Klaus. She still felt that twinge of paranoia when hearing his voice but she pushed it back to the farthest corner of her mind. She couldn't afford to give in to panic yet, not when she was so close.
Instead Gwen opened her mind to the rage that had been slowly eating away at her for months.
"Oh Niklaus, I wouldn't dream of doing anything to upset you." Gwen tried keeping her tone light but she couldn't fight the darker tone that was creeping into her voice.
"In fact I could leave this town instantly if you would just give me one tiny bit of information. Not a huge thing really." She heard him sigh on the other end and grind his teeth together.
"What do you want?"
Gwen clenched the phone tightly in her hand and all but spat out her question, "Where is Elijah?"
Klaus' eyebrows shot up but he let out a low chuckle, covering his surprise. He'd had no idea how close his brother and the redhead had become but he made sure to store the information away in his mind.
"Why on earth would you be looking for my brother dear Guinevere?"
There was a pause and he knew exactly why she was hesitating. He'd already had this conversation with his brother but apparently the idiot chose not to listen. Klaus shook his head to himself; love truly was a vampire's greatest weakness.
"I have my reasons," was Gwen's tense reply.
Klaus' smirk widened, "You were always such an easy book to read, love."
There was a snarl on her end of the line and she all but screeched into the phone, "You don't know anything!"
"And neither do you sweetheart," Klaus replied calmly. "I have no idea where Elijah is. In fact I'm in the process of looking for him myself." That was true since Stefan had yet to return his family.
The Original sighed, just thinking about the rogue vampire gave him a headache. He would have to deal with that problem sooner or later. Most likely sooner.
Gwen had obviously calmed herself down but Klaus could tell that she was still furious, her temper almost rivaled his. And just like him, her moods would change like a tide.
There was a long pause in which Klaus knew the wheels in Gwen's head would be spinning. Finally, she murmured, "you're lying."
"I wouldn't dream of it." Klaus whispered into the phone, realizing that he had just gained an unexpected ally. There was no doubt in his mind that Gwen would help him if it meant she would be able to get to Elijah.
Even unaware of the plot beginning to form in Klaus' mind, Gwen could tell by the calculating tone in his voice that there was no way he would just let her go now. "So where is he then?" She knew it was best to keep her cool when dealing with an Original but she was easily on the verge of snapping. Controlling her temper was something she had never managed, even after almost 1000 years.
"I'm afraid I don't know."
Gwen inhaled sharply, finally reaching the end of her rope. She knew Klaus was overly dramatic and that he enjoyed milking the moment for all that it was worth and she could appreciate that. Just NOT when it came to her and the people she loved.
"But I know someone who does."
"Well then TELL ME!" Gwen's rose to an unnatural pitch, so high only animals would be able to hear it, or another vampire.
Klaus chuckled, thoroughly enjoying testing her nerves. "Temper, temper. Patience is a virtue, remember?"
Gwen snarled at him through the phone showing him just how little patience she really had.
The Original sighed, Gwen really wasn't any fun when she was in a bad mood.
"Tell me Guinevere, have you ever heard of the Salvatore brothers?"