It had only been a few days since Kol's brutal murder. Klaus was sitting alone in his study, chin resting heavily on his clasped hands. Kol had been the third brother that had been taken from him in a lifetime, and even though he had felt this pain before, it never got any easier. First Henrik, then Finn and now Kol. The younger vampire may have been a troublemaker but that didn't change the fact that as a family they loved one and other. He could claim all he wanted that he possessed no humanity, but when it came to family, his feelings were bare. Family above all. That was how it was, and how it always should have been, but that hardly mattered now. He'd let his brother die. Klaus had watched him burn to death, heard his screams of agony, and because of that Bennett witch, he hadn't been able to do a thing about it.
Every time the hybrid closed his eyes, his mind was burdened with his brothers dying screams. It cut him deep to the core, and though he didn't require sleep, now it was all he could think about. It seemed like the only way of being able to forget what had happened. Klaus let out a long and pained sigh, scrunching his eyes shut and looking away from the desk in front of him. "You should have just told him the bloody plan," he growled to himself. Once again, his mind spun back to the Gilbert house and the events that had unfolded there only a few nights earlier.
Klaus knew Kol had been causing trouble around Mystic Falls, especially in regards to finding the cure. It was Elena that had alerted him to that, even requesting that he call off his younger brother. It was laughable really, but keeping his siblings in check was what he did best. Or at least, that's what they thought he did, but the reality of the situation was somewhat different. Every time he daggered them, it was for their own protection. Rebekah, for example, she loved to easily and was drawn to follow her heart rather than her head. Whenever it seemed like she would fall too hard and land herself in danger, he would dagger her and hide her away, safe from the world and it's horrors. That was all Klaus cared about, her safety. It didn't matter if she was miserable, he knew from experience that she would soon get over it, but if she was safe, then Klaus would have his family, and they could all live together and strike fear into the hearts of all who knew of them. The original family, together, forever, that was his dream, but things never seemed to work out that way. Even now, with them all living in the same house they were at war and all over some damn cure.
Ever since Elena had requested that Kol leave Jeremy alone, Klaus had been working non stop to find his estranged brother. He'd been all over Mystic falls and still there was no sight of the bastard, and now he was stuck babysitting Damon Salvatore, to make sure he didn't escape and try and kill Jeremy like Kol had compelled him to do. For a moment, he considered why it was he was doing the bidding of the doppelgänger, was it for Caroline? No, it was more than that, it was so the cure would be safe, so Stefan would think he was still on their side. It was all part of his plan to destroy the cure once and for all, for Klaus was almost certain that when the damn thing was found they would try and use it on him, to make him human so that he could be killed without the death of his bloodline. The hybrid laughed at the thought. Everything they tried, he had evaded, but apparently they were once again after his family. He cursed at the thought. Fledgling vampires, a teenage witch and a trainee hunter thinking they could overthrow the greatest family of all time. Oh how delusional they were.
Feeling his phone move in his pocket, Klaus stretched his hands downward into the fabric of his dark blue jeans and clasped his fingers around it. Hopefully this would be some news and not just another Gilbert begging for help and protection. Thankfully, it wasn't the latter, it was just Kol. During the entirety of the phone call, Klaus couldn't believe what he was hearing. They were actually trying to kill his little brother, and Kol was convinced he knew about it. The elder hybrid was livid, and would be sure to punish everyone for their lies and deceit, but at that moment, he had to get to Kol.
With a glare, Klaus headed for the door, "sorry Damon, more important people to see."
Slamming the basement door shut, Klaus hurled himself up the staircase typing a message to Kol as he went. There was no time to get Rebekah, and Elijah was god knows where. He needed to do this alone.
"Come home now Kol, I mean it. They are not worth it, we can make them suffer together."
Speeding out the door, he came to a halt at the end of the driveway. Klaus needed to find the quickest way to the Gilbert's home, but it was all the way over on the other side of town. It wasn't much of an obstacle for the fastest creature on the planet, but it may have already been too late. Another vibration from his phone. It was Kol.
"Keeping Silas dead in the ground is worth suffering the curse for, brother, I'm doing you a favour. Must dash though, got to de-arm my Colorado "bestie" as they call them nowadays!"
An angry growl erupted from the back of Klaus' throat. His idiot brother was going to ruin his only chance at destroying that retched cure, and possibly die in the process. He had to get across town, and he had to get there fast, but it was Rebekah that occupied his thoughts as he took that first step. She was with Stefan, surely he wouldn't hurt her, or let anything bad happen to her. No. Klaus knew Stefan, he knew that his old friend would never cross him like that, not now when they were so close to finding the cure.