Hello! So this is my newest Klaroline story; after watching The Originals pilot I really wanted to write some Klaroline with the addition of Marcel!
Just a quick bit of background... in this there is no Haley/Baby drama and Klaus and Caroline have never met before.
I hope you enjoy reading this first short preview, and if you do (or don't!) it would be great if you could leave some kind of review at the end...
Thanks!
Klaus's POV
I hated it; I hated it beyond belief as my eyes took in the sight around me. The masses gathered to hug Marcel, congratulate him, and offer a joke or two; all because he did some mediocre karaoke and some awful dancing.
I saw that he was liked, I saw that he had loyalty, respect, friendship; everything that I had tried so hard to get…
… I hated it, I hated him…
After meeting under similar circumstances earlier, I'd made it clear to him that I wasn't happy with his control, but now I'd come to my senses; I couldn't take down Marcel if he knew I was against him, I had to pretend I was prepared to be just like any other willing minion in this town.
But I was going to remind him that this place, here in New Orleans, was mine. No matter how long I'd been gone, it was still mine; and here I am to take it back and to put him in his place. I created him, I gave him eternal life; and both he and I knew that I could take it away from him whenever I felt like it.
I made a path towards him; it was time for us to kiss and makeup, for me to pledge some kind of allegiance to him and act like I was going to be his bitch. Obviously, that was never going to happen though. As I came closer to him, a woman cut into my path and reached him first. She laid a soft hand on his arm and whispered something into his ear; a small smile spread across Marcel's face, and his eyes lit up. Hmmm… interesting, he clearly felt something towards this woman.
She pulled away from him and I caught a glance of her face; I had to admit, I was utterly shocked, I had never in my 1000 years seen a woman like her; she wasn't perfect, but she had an air of classic, classy beauty. Her curls were arranged around her face beautifully, her blue eyes shone and her lips where just… perfect? I straightened myself up and pushed the thoughts from my head; I knew already that this woman was the key to Marcel's downfall.
I strode towards Marcel wearing my expression of peace.
"Klaus…you chose to come back?" He inquired with a questioning smirk on his face.
"I know, I thought about what I'd said mate, and after everything that you and I have been through it didn't seem worth it, I understand now; you are the King of this place. I was gone too long and there is nothing I can do about it now; I hope that I at least have your trust, and that you would allow me to stay here?" I asked quietly, not quite believing how I had to humble myself to him, to my very own creation…
"Niklaus, you didn't even have to ask; I owe you everything, of course you can stay here and I can't wait for us to rekindle our friendship!" Marcel exclaimed loudly, a huge smile breaking across his face as he pulled me into a firm hug. I nodded and felt a smile form on my features too, it seemed everything was going to be much, much easier than I had imagined.
"Whilst you're here, let me introduce you to Caroline Forbes. She's the best friend and side-kick a man could ever have; I'd be practically lost without her. A bit like you and Rebecca… well, except she's not my sister…" Marcel explained, his cheeks colouring as he almost described the woman of his affections as his sister.
"Caroline… it's a pleasure to meet you." I said politely, as I stepped forward and shook her hand. She smiled gently at me but offered no words… was she suspicious?
"And as for me and Rebecca, any allegiance we may have once had for one another is long gone; she's hell bent on becoming human, and taking that into consideration she is definitely not worth my time!" I exclaimed, laughing loudly; knowing that at least this was something Marcel and I could agree on, we both new that becoming a vampire was the best thing that had ever happened to us.
"Well, I've got to do the rounds and say my hello's to the people; but why don't you and Caroline go and get yourselves a drink, get to know one another, and I'll be over to celebrate our reunion later…" Marcel continued, as he waved at some others from across the room; obviously eager to leave us and lap up some more attention elsewhere.
"Sure." I replied, nodding amiably.
"Shall we?" I asked Caroline, holding my arm out to her. She accepted it cautiously and we made our way towards the bar.
It looked like I had easily convinced Marcel, but it seemed that Caroline could turn out to be a bit of a problem…
