AN: This is a small chapter and I'm sorry it couldn't be longer but just wanted to introduce the fanfic to you. Not much will be revealed this chapter but hopefully this is a good first chapter.
Thoughts will be in italic's. Just a warning so you don't get confused.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries.
Chapter 1
(Setting: Ethel Bancroft's house. Present time.)
Ethel Bancroft scurried over to a wooden countertop where witchcraft equipment was set up.
The witch grabbed a vial of blood of one of her many shelves and unscrewed the top and poured the blood into a mortar which held a few herbs already. Whilst the blood and herbs bubbled the ancient witch muttered words of Latin and Ethel added a few more herbs before she threw two tickets and an old picture she had of Klaus from a few decades ago into the mix, making the ingredients bubble with a stronger current.
The witch poured the last few drops of the blood from the vial into the mortar and watched the mortar emit a puff of smoke.
Ethel cleaned up her kitchen and looked at the time. It was 23:52, which meant there was eight minutes before she spell started to work and would send Niklaus Mikaelson on a journey he would never forget.
(Setting: The Mikaelson Manson. Present time.)
Klaus was in the middle of drawing yet another picture of the beautiful Caroline when he felt something pulling him away from his drawing room. Not even a normal pull; it was pulling him into the air. Klaus was trying to hold his ground and fight against the pull, only he couldn't. In fact, that only encourage the source of the magic pull to use more force and moments later he was flying through the air with gusts of winds whirling around him.
He was sure with both the force of the pull and the wind that his clothes would be ripped. Klaus tried to move his hands but he couldn't!
For once Klaus was bewildered; he hadn't a clue on what was happening, which he always knew because he was two steps ahead of everyone else and the Daddy Hybrid found that he didn't like this new sense of higher authority. He even briefly wondered if the Salvatore brothers had been the cause of what was happening to him.
In what felt like hours which could have actually only been minutes, Klaus felt his body relax and the wind become less frantic and the pulling force that had been the main source of his discomfort had vanished.
Then Klaus heard birds singing and he blinked confused before he came crashing down onto a hot sandy surface. His eyes opened and he stood up, his eyes cold and dark, his posture tense and ready to attack at the first signs of danger, only he saw nothing.
It was just a beach, but it was empty and wasn't like other beaches.
Hearing a noise from behind him Klaus turned around and let out a growl of utter frustration and anger. Not only was there a beach but there was layers and layers of mountains up above him, that looked like they could last for miles, just like the beach, the mountains were empty and for once Klaus knew he was truly alone and that thought left him feeling scared and insecure than anything else he'd felt before.
Glancing down at his feet he saw his sketching pad and his set of expensive drawing equipment. He suddenly felt more at ease; at least he wouldn't be bored. He could draw Caroline when he got tired of finding a way out of here.
It seemed like paradise but if this was his paradise…He didn't want to be alone. Klaus was tired of being alone and he wished that he had his family or even Caroline with him.
(Setting: The Forbes House. Present time.)
Caroline had just returned home from a girl's day with Elena and Bonnie and threw her car keys down on her dressing table and smiled. Today was the first time since she before she had transited into a vampire where she could relax and simply have fun. She didn't have to worry and her relationship with Tyler, or the obsession Klaus had with her.
Dropping her shopping bags by her closet so they were ready to be put away, she pulled the hair tie out of her hair and let her mass of curly, blonde hair fall down onto her shoulders.
Caroline heard some wind and she thought it was right next to her but when she turned her head towards the sound she was met with nothing but her yellow wall.
Looking over to the window she saw that it was wide open and she was pretty certain she had closed her window before she had left with Bonnie to meet Elena.
This is just typical. I leave for the day and come back home to an open window which I closed. Is this some kind of joke?
Caroline shook her head and made her way towards the window,- you're a vampire Caroline, and it's just a gust of wind. Calm down and just close your window again, problem solved, -and leaned over to close the window only she was pulled out by a force and was whirling through the air. She tried to scream and kick but it didn't work.
Wind started to whirl around in circles, above, underneath and at the sides of her and it was only getting worse. She could hear people talking, birds flying and footsteps. She closed her eyes and dreamt of home. She wanted to go home.
Why does all the sucky stuff happen to me and not Elena or Bonnie, or someone else? You'd think someone would want to give me a break, just once, but no, I have to endure pain and suffering each and every time and if this is one of these times than I will scream and ki—Oh, just shut up Caroline, you are panicking and panicking isn't good.
But Caroline had a feeling something big was going to happen here and she wasn't sure if she was prepared to handle something massive happening.
A few minutes later Caroline felt relief when the force and wind calmed down and the voices stopped, along with the footsteps and all she could hear was the birds chirping along in perfect harmony with each other.
Caroline could finally move. Firstly, the Blonde Vampire stretched out her legs and then her arms, fighting the stiffness that had taken over her muscles and then she felt herself falling and falling like there was no end to the space that she was falling and she let out an ear piercing scream as she fell through the air.
