A/N This is just something I came up with, and I hope you like it.

I don't know how long it'll be, maybe a few chapters maybe more and the chapters might be short.

PLEASE READ: This is a little bit darker than my usual fics, so this is a WARNING. There will be violence between Klaus and OC as well as some dark themes. If this is not your type of fic and you don't think you'll enjoy it, please don't leave hate. I get enough hate as it is and it's not nice to leave a cruel comment when the author has warned you.

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Dark Desires

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Together, we move mountains, let's not make mountains out of molehills,
You hit me twice, yeah, but who's countin'?
I may have hit you three times, I'm startin' to lose count
But together, we'll live forever, we found the youth fountain

Our love is crazy, we're nuts, but I refuse counsellin'

This house is too huge, if you move out I'll burn all two thousand
Square feet of it to the ground, ain't shit you can do about it
'Cause with you I'm in my fuckin' mind, without you I'm out it

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She took his breath away when he first laid eyes on her.

Her eyes, such unique, light eyes, were filled with a look he couldn't describe.

She was dancing on the bar, arms above her head and a glass of blood clutched in her hand. Her light brown hair flew around her as she spun around on her heels, head tipping back so that she could take a sip of her blood before she returned her attention to the girl standing next to her.

The girl leaned forward and whispered something into her ear and then the light brown haired woman laughed.

A sound that suddenly cut off the music around him in his head and made his ears perk up.

He had suddenly lost all train of thought.

He stood in the middle of the Grill, head tilted and watched as the girl, still nameless, danced.

It was clear that the staff of the bar was under her control, he had been able to tell that from the moment he stepped into the bar. That had confirmed she was a vampire, as had the blood in her glass but it didn't tell him why he hadn't seen her around before.

The hybrid had been tempted to race up to her and demand why she was acting so freely in his town but all focus of that had escaped him when she had laughed again.

That laugh.

Klaus had been about to compel a stranger to tell him her name but, as if on cue, a young woman shouted.

She screamed as the object of his attention spun around, yanked a young man against her and sank her fangs into his neck.

"GO FAITH! GO FAITH!"

The woman, he now knew as Faith, let the man drop to the ground and released a wolf-like howl.

She jumped up and down on the bar, arms in the air once again before she returned to her dancing.

Then, as she turned around to face her friend, her light eyes met his.

She smiled.

The next time they had met had been at the Mikaelson Ball.

His family had reunited after a thousand years. His mother was locked away so that nobody could use her against him and, after a while his siblings had begun to tolerate him.

He had found Faith quite easily to post an invitation through her door. She didn't hide away what she was.

She had been wearing a sequin dress that instantly brought everyone's attention to her.

Again, like had first seen her, he had forgotten to breathe.

Her unique eyes scanned the mansion as she made her way further into the crowd and he lost her for a while after that. It was as if she wanted to play hide and seek with the hybrid and, while he tried to seek her, she proved to be great at hiding.

The next time his gaze landed on her was when his brother had commanded everyone to dance.

His first thought had been to find Faith before anyone else could claim her.

He found her standing at the side, a drink in her hand as if she had been waiting for him.

He had come up to her, ready to offer her his hand but someone got there before him.

"Ready to groove, Faith?"

She had smiled and taken his hand, leading him to the dance-floor.

Klaus had been seething as he watched the man with Faith.

The man he later found out to be her friend the man that would later come to good use for him.

The third time they'd met she smiled at him again.

In fact, she'd kissed him.

Klaus had been nursing a drink in a horrid mood, all because of his darling little sister.

His precious Rebekah.

His sister had brought a young man home, and he had slept over. He didn't like it, but he tolerated it. But he had lost his temper when she had the nerve to bring him to their family breakfast. It was their family breakfast, their family time, the only time they were all together.

So he'd killed him.

Then, just like the many times before, she'd lost her temper and kicked him out of the mansion until she decided when he could return. He had protested, but with both Elijah and Finn backing her up, he'd left in a temper but had abided by their word.

Klaus had been ready to leave when night came, but a familiar laugh had stopped him.

"Is the big bad wolf drinking alone?"

Klaus had turned his head to see Faith sitting next to him, her smile already ready to greet him.

He quickly reacted and poured the female vampire a drink, sliding it over to her.

He'd given her his signature smile and replied."Not anymore."

The rest of the night passed in a blur.

He remembered drinking, exchanging stories about particular centuries and feeding from the barmaid.

Then, before he knew it, they were up against Klaus' car, her lips on his.

Time had slowed down.

He hadn't responded at first, the hybrid had just kept his lips against hers, as if remembering the feel and taste of them.

Soft.

Blood.

Then, when she had tugged at his hair, he was no longer gentle. The animal inside of him had unleashed. He'd kissed her roughly and unforgivingly, punishing her for refusing to dance with him even though she hadn't seen him and punishing her for taking his breath away.

But she didn't repent.

Her giggle told him what she hadn't.

She liked the animal.

Before he could process what had happened, they were locked in a passionate embrace, Faith's leg hiked up onto his hip and Klaus pressing so close to her that he could feel her heartbeat racing against his chest. She wrapped herself around him as if she didn't want to let go.

He didn't know how long they kissed for.

It could've been seconds, minutes or hours but it was too short.

She'd pulled away from him too soon for his liking and he'd shown it by following her as she pulled back, lips looking to find hers.

She'd laughed again, making his eyes open and her swollen lips pulled up into a smile.

Faith had snapped her teeth at him, index fingertip tracing the outline of his mouth as she grinned.

"Thank you."

He had frowned, confused."What for, love?"

Lips had brushed his somewhat teasingly and he'd moved forward to accept the kiss only to have her pull back at the last second.

"For letting me score off number five on my bucket list."

Klaus looked down, a small smile on his lips then, all of a sudden, he'd fell against his car.

He'd looked up to see that she was gone.

That was when the game had begun.

Present—The Grill

"Did it get hot and heavy?"

Klaus chuckled as Kol nudged him, clinking their glasses together before his youngest brother took a long sip. Kol's laughter got louder as Klaus glanced at the entrance to the bar.

"Is that why you've come here ever since? To get a glance at the popsy?"

Klaus glared at his brother, leaning against the bar as he took a sip of his drink before he said something he'd later regret. He had a habit of doing that according to Elijah, as well as everyone else he'd come across.

"I have not-"

Kol quirked his eyebrow at his hybrid brother, a playful smirk on his lips."It's been two weeks and every time I mention her you get that bloody grin on your face."

"Kol, i'm warning you."

"If she's gotten you to smile, maybe i'll have a pop at her. I've been told that my tongue brings a woman-"

Klaus released a growl, stepping close to his brother, eyes flashing amber."Little brother, if you as much as glance at her, i'll rip your tongue from your mouth."

"See, you do like her because you've never had a problem sharing your women in the past."

Klaus blinked, realising that his brother had led him into a trap.

He'd been doing that for over a thousand years.

The Original hybrid stepped away from Kol, grabbing the bottle of whisky from behind the bar without a care and poured himself a drink. He did the same for his brother when Kol held out his own glass. He glanced at his glass then the bottle and, finally, took a long gulp from it.

He was utterly ridiculous.

What was he? A horny teenager?

Klaus sighed, swirling the whisky around in the bottle as his brother began to rant about his recent conquest.

Then he heard it.

The sound he'd been waiting for, and he perked up.

The laughter.

Klaus raised his head, eyes zeroing in on the source of the sound and his eyes flashed again as Faith came into view.

And, as if feeling his gaze, her eyes flickered to his.

She smiled.

Klaus tilted his head as she began to saunter toward him.

He noticed his brother smirking as Kol leant closer."Is that her?"

Klaus nodded.

Kol chuckled, taking a long sip of his drink as his eyes followed Faith."She is stunning."

Faith rushed up the stairs that led to the second floor and the bar. Her light brown hair bounced with every step she took, and the hybrid straightened when she moved toward him.

She smiled once again as she stopped in front of the hybrid.

"I've been looking for you."

Klaus gave her his signature crooked smile, eyes darkening as she stepped closer."Is that so, love?"

"Yep."Faith arched her eyebrow, hands on her hips as she took a brave step closer to the hybrid."I have something for you."

Klaus perked up again, curious.

She reached into her back pocket and grabbed his hand, placing whatever she had for him in his palm.

She pulled away, and Klaus looked down, smile fading as his gaze landed on the present.

It was a pair of fangs.

Hybrid fangs.

"One of your little pets that I thought were out of town somehow managed to return. Guess what he did?"

He didn't respond, but she spoke anyway."He munched on my best friend of three hundred years."

Kol chuckled, thoroughly amused as he watched the scene unfold.

The youngest Mikaelson brother smiled."I like her!"

Kol ignored his brother, releasing a growl as he raised his head, dropping the fangs with a snarl

"How dare-"

The female vampire stepped closer, fingers on his chin and forced him to look at her.

There was no smile, no lust in her eyes.

Just pure hate.

And, for some reason, his desire for her grew.

"I'm losing my friend which means i'm moody. If I see your pet again, i'll be cutting off parts of him he'd rather keep."

She let go of him and spun around, sauntering off without looking back.

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