Author's Note: I really shouldn't be doing this, writing another fic when I haven't updated my other Klaroline story yet. But this idea came to mind and I knew that it would be a great idea for a fanfiction. Before I get into the chapter, I would like to clear this up for any future reference. Caroline is going to be OOC, that's how this story will work, how this story has to work. Klaus is going to be a little OOC here and there, but all-and-all he'll still be the same Klaus as we all know and love. Just, human.

Klaus and Caroline's lives have switched up; she's the Original Hybrid and Klaus is the innocent human living in Mystic Falls. This story is a slightly canon AU and takes place after season 1. This is also a slow-burn story, meaning it will take some time before Caroline arrives in Mystic Falls.

Reviews are greatly appreciated!


Ch. 1

February 25, 2010

The day was beginning to dwindle down with stars brightening up the night sky. If an easel and paints were nearby, it'd make for an expressive piece of artwork. Too bad he was far from home in the middle of the town square, watching as people retreated towards the large stage lined with chairs. It was an eventful day so far for the annual Founder's celebration, but Klaus found it to be quite boring. To him, a lot of the events that were put together in town were dull and lacking in excitement. The only one's that suited him were the bonfires, where booze was free and the girls were willing.

The lack of elation is how Klaus found himself holed up in the Mystic Grill with his fellow friends - Tyler Lockwood, Matt Donovan, and Klaus' younger sister Rebekah - before the fireworks went off along with Richard Lockwood's annual speech. Klaus was settled in beside his sister and across from the two jocks. The three of them were equally annoyed with the night's events.

Rebekah made idle chit-chat with Matt in a flirtatious way that Klaus withheld from rolling his eyes at. He, on the other hand, was talking to Tyler about their upcoming football game and where they stood now from the last time they played. Tyler wasn't as engaged in the conversation as Klaus was, his eyes settled on the hot waitress that was busy wiping down the table across from theirs. This time, Klaus did roll his eyes and seat himself back into the plush booth.

At times like these, he secretly wished he was closer to his two old friends, Elena Gilbert and Bonnie Bennett. They knew each other since they were really young and were very close, but things changed at the beginning of the school year when Elena got consumed by her boyfriend, and then new kid, Stefan Salvatore. Klaus was more involved with Bonnie than Elena, though it didn't keep the three from having a spotty relationship with each other.

Klaus had no problem with friends, which he had numerous of, it was just that he had a handful of close ones that he had a problem keeping hold of. It wasn't Elena or Bonnie's faults, he was at fault too. As the school year dragged on, he was caught up with parties and girls and his own schoolwork he hardly had enough time to maintain a close bond with the two girls like they once shared. Then again, they were probably getting to that point where they were bored with him. He didn't blame them necessarily, he found himself to be a lot more guarded and arrogant more than ever, which could be hard to get used to. Klaus was always remote in his own way, pushing people from him and keeping them at arms length. That's how he migrated to Tyler and Matt, who he's known for a long time too, but was always tedious about hanging around because of the reputation Tyler had. Klaus had an equally bad reputation, but he thought that Tyler had always hated him due to their childhood together. It was a bad childhood, their elementary days being a thing of the past though easily remembered.

"Here's your drinks," came a voice that snapped Klaus from his thoughts. He looked up to see the waitress Tyler was oogling earlier with a tray in her hand that their drinks stood upon. She very slowly placed each drink in front of them, making sure to lean over Klaus closer than she did Tyler and Matt to hand Rebekah her beverage. Klaus' annoyance grew thicker, as he wasn't interested.

"Can I get any of you something to eat?" In a flash, she had a note pad and pen out, placing it on her tray and keeping the pen frozen in place over the notepad.

Tyler flipped through the menu quickly. "I'll have-" he was shortly cut off by his father who was now walking towards their table.

"Tyler," Richard began, eyeing the waitress as a way to get her to leave. She did, hastily.

"Hey, Dad," Tyler said, irritated. "What's up?"

"I told you to go home."

"Well, I decided not to."

Richard got threateningly close. "When I tell you to do something, you do it."

"Is everything okay, Mayor Lockwood?" Rebekah asked after seeing the look in Richard's eyes.

He sighed, looking at each of the teenagers seated in the booth. "Please, Tyler. I need you to go home. Now. Take your friends with you."

"Why? What's going on?" A curious Matt asked.

Richard hesitated. "I can't explain. All of you need to get home. Please."

Tyler glanced at us and sighed. "Yeah, okay."

"Here." Richard pulled a set of keys from his pocket and gave them to his son. "Take my car. It's out back."

Tyler removed himself from his seat and Richard stepped away. "Yeah, Rebekah, Matt, Klaus, go with him."

All of them were confused as to why they were being rushed away so quickly. They expected to see the fireworks in the town's honor in a few minutes and thought that Richard would have wanted them to stick around to see it. Now, they sat in a car with Tyler behind the wheel, driving towards the Lockwood mansion.

Out of nowhere, Tyler frowned. "What the hell is that?"

Klaus looked over at him from his place in the back. "What are you talking about?"

"That noise."

"Wait, what noise?" Matt asked.

"I don't hear anything," Rebekah added from the passenger seat.

Then, Tyler started to wince in pain, reaching up to his temples and grasping them. He, along with the Matt and Rebekah, started shooting questions at him while their eyes grew wide. Tyler's hands weren't on the wheel.

"Tyler, the wheel!" Matt shouted.

Klaus wanted to help in any way he could, but he heard the noise that Tyler was talking about. It was very distinct at first, growing louder and louder as seconds past. Pins and needles attacked his head. It was like a migraine, only a hundred times worse. It felt like his brain would combust.

The next thing Klaus heard was a crash, blacking out instantly.

xXx

Medics pulled Tyler and Klaus from the vehicle. Matt and Rebekah were already on their feet, standing over the group of workers that were saving Tyler and Klaus' lives. Rebekah felt funny, telling Matt that she was fine whenever he asked what was wrong. She shifted underneath his gaze and looked over at her brother, who she was very worried for.

A medic looked into his eyes with a small flashlight and jumped in the air. "Whoa," he said, amazed.

"What?" Matt asked hurriedly. He had moved away from Rebekah and was standing closer to get a good look at his friend.

"His eyes," the medic replied, flashing the light again. This time, his eyes were no longer the amber color he saw before.

"Huh, that's-"

Klaus took a big gulp of air as he came to his sense. He was staring up at the twinkling sky that was covered with stars. A easel and some paints, he thought.

The moment was shattered as he heard a female say, "I need some help over here."

He turned his head and saw his sister laying on the ground with her eyes shut. "Rebekah!"

The medic held Klaus down. "Don't. You're probably suffering a concussion."

"Damn the concussion," Klaus spat, going to his feet.

At that same time, Tyler woke up from his own unconscious state in a fit of coughing. Klaus quickly wondered what happened to the both of them. Rebekah and Matt were unfazed by the noises, yet Tyler and Klaus weren't. It drew up a blank as to what was going on, causing Klaus to speculate what had happened.

xXx

Sitting underneath florescent lights and nervously checking his phone every now and then, Klaus was waiting to hear back from the doctor on Rebekah's condition. Since arriving at the hospital, Klaus was forced to sit in the waiting room with Matt and Tyler until they figured out what was wrong with his little sister. Time ticked away and it was beginning to test Klaus' patience.

"Look, man, I'm really sorry about what happened," Tyler chimed in.

Klaus shook his head. "It's not your fault, mate."

"I just...I don't know what happened."

Klaus thought about mentioning to Tyler that he too experienced the same phenomena as he did. He decided against it. The last thing he wanted was to confuse Tyler even more. And himself.

The doors to the ER opened up, allowing the doctor to come forward with a sad look on her face.

Klaus was at his feet instantly. "Is she alright?"

The doctor frowned. "There was some internal bleeding and we're taking her into surgery right away. There shouldn't be any complications, but to minimize any we're going to work extra hard to make sure your sister is alright. Now, have you called your parents?"

At the mention of his parents, Klaus gritted his teeth. His parents, Esther and Mikael, tragically died a few years ago after taking a trip through the Appalachian Mountains. They were camping when they were mauled by animals. Klaus missed his mother, but he didn't feel the same for his step-father Mikael. For unknown reasons, Mikael resented Klaus growing up; always beating him whenever he wanted when his mother or siblings stood idling by without intervening. This allowed Klaus to harden over the years, and how he kept people at bay. Now, his legal guardian was his older brother Elijah; who was much more noble and wiser than Klaus at the age of 28. Klaus made the notion to call him, ultimately seeing it to be no use because he was a few states away working on a case in Illinois. As a lawyer, Elijah was very successful, and followed in his father's footsteps. But, unlike Elijah, Klaus wasn't going to follow in Mikael's footsteps. Every step he was going to make was to be his own.

Klaus, instead, called both Finn and Kol, his other brothers and informed them on the state their sister was in. Kol explained that he would arrive shortly to see his sister with their youngest brother Henrik at his side, but Finn was no use; his phone automatically going to voicemail.

"My parents are gone," he told her simply. "Our brother is the one who watches over us but he's on a business trip."

"That's fine." The doctor's smile widened in a way that seemed more dispiriting than comforting. "You can see her following the surgery, okay?"

With a nod of his head, Klaus walked back to his seat.

As soon as he did, he saw a group of familiar faces walk into the waiting room. It was Kol, Henrik, Elena, and Bonnie, who all looked sympathetically towards Klaus while taking a seat on the chairs set up across from him.

"Is she okay?" Kol asked.

"She's going into surgery. She should be okay, but there's a chance she might not be," Klaus said quietly, staring at his shoes.

"I'm so sorry, Klaus," Elena began, pushing her curled hair behind an ear.

Klaus didn't look at her, ignoring her statement.

Being friends with Elena and Bonnie for years also meant that they were friends with his sister, who they got along greatly with. Bonnie and Elena kept in touch more with Rebekah than they did with Klaus, and at first it bothered him, but eventually that passed.

Elena whispered something to Bonnie before leaving their chairs and going towards the reception area where they were talking in hushed tones. Klaus watched intently as Elena worriedly went on about something. Then, as if to make matters worse, Damon Salvatore rounded a corner and interrupted their conversation.

Klaus never liked the Salvatore's, despised them, actually. But Elijah has made sure to get on Damon's good side through the Founder's Council, which the Mikaelson family was apart of for a very long time.

Shaking her head furiously, Elena rejected something Damon said, but he seemed to be pleading with her before being surprised by what Bonnie said next. In times like these, Klaus wished he had super hearing so he knew what was going on with them.

"I hope she's okay," Henrik said. "When can we see her?"

Klaus looked at his worried, adolescent brother. He had just hit the wondrous age of thirteen, an age that every boy and girl alike hated. His hair had darkened over the years, falling over his eyes that he pushed absentmindedly out of the way, and his voice was deeper than it was a year ago. Klaus couldn't believe that his brother was now a teenager, it was still odd even though Henrik's birthday was a little over a month ago. It's not easy getting used to change.

Klaus gave him a weak smile. "I'm sure she'll be fine. We can visit her after surgery."

Henrik grinned at that answer, pulling his smartphone from his pocket, occupying his time with some game he's been attached to.

Kol looked at Klaus. "What happened to you then, brother? I heard it was a nasty crash."

Klaus glared at him. "Nothing, Kol."

Yet, something did happen. Something strange, something he couldn't explain. There was something big going on, and Klaus wanted to know exactly what it was. As he gazed at the round clock on the wall, he saw it was 10:30, and he figured he'd wait until tomorrow to figure out what's truly going on.