Klaus Was

by Redaura

A drabble on what Klaus was like in the earlier days of Time.

Disclaimer: VD character Klaus belongs to L. J. Smith. The idea and the very first sentence belongs to Neil Gaiman, taken from 'Mirrors and Smoke: Nicolas Was…'

Feedback: Loved. Constructive as well.

AN: *proud look* count em. 100 words. 102 inclusive of title…

Klaus was…

…As old as sin. He'd hunted the first Neanderthals and joined their clan, not knowing any communication. He was alone. A child from the night made of ice. Touch starved and fighting to control the ever-present thirst.

And that was what killed him. As a brown-eyed girl held him close, her forehead broad and her body strong and stocky, he adapted. A touch after uncountable years of nothing was bliss. A pre-Christ heaven.

But her drained body at his feet, meant that from her ashes nothing would ever grow.

He was chased into the forsaken night with no return, insane.