This is based mainly off of TVD 2x20. Some unseen scenes.

Disclaimer: I do not own TVD. Unfortunately


Klaus sat in the loft. He was waiting for someone. Something. He was beginning to get twitchy. The last time he had come this close to breaking the curse, Katerina had run. He was not prepared for it to happen again. Katerina was in the shower. She was no longer the darling brunette she once had been. He had lost interest in her when she'd ran.

It was the night before the full moon. He had chosen his two werewolf's. Tyler Lockwood and the backup werewolf, Jules. He had chosen Tyler more of a distraction for his meddling friends, they were bound to try and rescue him. They would not think that he had arranged a backup. He had both werewolves closely monitored by compelled vampires.

So far he had only decided on one vampire. The doppelgangers Aunt Jenna. Yes, he thought, she would do nicely.

But the identity of the other vampire still eluded him. Whoever it ended up being, they had to mean a lot to the doppelganger so all attempts on rescue were on them so no one would be looking out for Jenna.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a noise from downstairs. He could hear one of the witches. Greta Martin. Greta had been a great help in his plans. He had picked her up along the way. In a different body of course.

He heard the witch talking.. "Keep an eye on them. Then when Klaus gives the word we take them both."

"And the vampires he has chosen?" Another voice said. Obviously one of her witch companions.

"He has chosen the back up one." Klaus smirked to himself at the way she deadpanned him.

"And who is it?"

"That is for Klaus to know and for us to find out." He was beginning to grow rather fond of this witch. Pity that she probably would not live to see another sunrise. Violence seemed to be a Salvatore specialty.

He heard two pairs of foots steps. One pair fading away while the other came closer. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Klaus said, not quite shouting but almost. He was definitely on edge. On this night many years ago Katerina had run from him. He was determined it would not happen again. He had vampires all around who were his eyes and ears.

"Hello lovely," the witch said as she walked behind Klaus. He heard her heart rate pick up. He didn't blame her. She was alone in a room with an Original vampire. "I have the list of the Doppelgangers close friends."

He had asked for a list earlier that day. He had been very specific.

"Only people you see entering and leaving the Salvatore boarding house." Klaus had said as he poured himself a glass of scotch. The loft was very well stocked with his favourite drink.

"And compel a couple of people to tell their history with the doppelganger, will you love?" He turned around and looked at Greta as he took a sip of his scotch.

"Of course," She smiled. "But if I may ask… What if they are not Vampires?"

This was a foolish question.

"Greta, Greta, Greta. I think you already know the answer don't you lovely?"

"Y-yes of course. I will get my people on it immediately."

She went and sat opposite him on a dark brown leather sofa.

"Well?" He looked at her with his dark blue eyes. She was looking anywhere but at him. He smirked again.

"Well, we have a list of possible people." She said trying to prolong the inevitable. She seemed to have realised what she was in for. If only she has realised before she had agreed to coming with him.

"Go on love." He said, still looking at her.

"Well, we only saw two people entering and leaving the house. One was a blonde, pretty boy. When we tailed him he seemed very pre-occupied but he seemed like a good friend. We saw the doppelganger and him together. Then one of your vampires compelled some of their classmates. Apparently they were sweethearts once. Not anymore since the she has the Salvatore's all over her. But there still seems to be love there. But not to the extent of the feelings she has for the Salvatore's."

A high school sweetheart? Possibly. But would that be enough? The Salvatore's would probably be happy with him out of the way since he obviously had lingering feelings for the Doppelganger. But the other friends would possibly want to keep him alive.

Klaus got up and went to the open plan kitchen, reached into one of the cabinets and grabbed himself a whiskey. He did not bother getting a glass this time. He simply opened the bottle and took a big gulp. The alcohol burned as it went down his neck. It was nothing to the taste of blood but it helped curve the cravings.

"And the other one?" Klaus asked as he returned to his seat still holding the bottle of whisky.

"The other is a vampire already. A young one from what we can tell. We compelled the pretty boy to tell us about her while we were at it. Apparently she and the doppelganger have been friends since kindergarten. And their bond has grown stronger over the past couple of months. Definitely one of her best friends. When we asked of her personality, he had said that she was kind and brave but a bit like a control freak on crack?" She said this last one hesitantly. "If I was you, I would go for her because she is one of the doppelgangers closest friends and she will be wanting to protect her, and secondly she's already a vampire. Less work for you."

Klaus took her suggestions under consideration. She was right about both of them. It would be easier to get the baby vampire. And she sounded the sort of character that her friends would do anything to save. She also appeared on friendly terms with the Salvatore's which was an added bonus.

"Yes. I think I will take the girl. Thank you, love." He said and smirked at her.

"I will go and tell the others to watch her. Thank you." And with that she left. Klaus sat sipping his whiskey in silence as many thoughts ran through his mind. Most of them concerning the doppelganger and the many scenarios including her.


Caroline had just left the Mystic Grill after talking with Matt and now she was on her way to the hospital to check on Mrs. Lockwood, she had only just heard what had happened. Over hearing some of the town reps at the bar with her vampire hearing.

She was just coming up to the entrance when she saw a very familiar face turn to look at her.

Tyler.

That's just…ugh! Caroline thought. Not even saying goodbye after I risked my life helping him the first time he turned.

And right next to him was a dark blonde head Caroline remembered very well. Jules. She remembered how she had been kidnapped and tortured by her and now Tyler was walking next to her like they had been friends forever?!

"Tyler?" She was trying hard to mask her anger with shock. "Jules." She gave the she wolf the most menacing glare she could muster.

Jules looked at her feet for a second then raised her eyes to look at Caroline again. Clearly she had not forgotten the night of torture. Caroline looked between them for a second waiting for an explanation.

"I'll give you a few minutes." Jules said as she started walking off.

"Thank you." Tyler said as he awkwardly looked around obviously trying to think of something to say. Desperately trying to think of anything to say.

"Just a few Tyler." Jules stressed.

"Okay, I got it." Tyler said again. He was still not looking Caroline in the eye. His brown ones looking from his shoes to the sky.

Jules walked away, she turned the corner... Caroline could hear her footsteps fading.

She looked at Tyler. Why was he not looking at her? He was well aware that he did not say goodbye or leave any message to show her that he was okay. She was frustrated. She was still angry. Holding it in waiting for him to say something. Anything.

"She's just making sure I'm safe."

That's the best you can do? You have been away for months and that is the best you can do?! Caroline sighed to herself.

"So what, you two, like, friends now?" She was making sure that she showed her discontent that Tyler, Tyler that she had known since kindergarten, was hanging around with a girl like Jules? He did know that she had tortured her right? He finally rested his eyes on her. His big brown eyes looking at hers sent a shiver down her spine.

"She's been helping me." He said still looking at her. She had missed his eyes. More than she had known, now that she was looking straight into them. "How are you?"

Well not so good since I have just seen you walking around with her. Caroline thought as she looked at him. And since my best friend is part of some freaky sacrifice thingie.

"I-I heard about your mom," Now she was dodging his gaze. She felt uneasy. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. Probably because I'm seeing Tyler again after months. She swept the uneasiness away. "I just came to check in on her."

"She's banged up, but she'll be ok."

She felt all the anger slip away. Seeing him again and seeing how he was so concerned about his mother. She knew that she should be angry with him. I mean he had kissed her then left without a second word? But seeing him distressed like this. She wanted to make him feel better.

"And you? Um… How's everything with you?" The small talk was killing her. She pushed her hair out of her eyes.

"I'm hanging in there." It was obvious that what Jules said was still on his mind. Screw her. You can talk to me as long as you want Tyler, Caroline wanted to say but she knew that Tyler would just ignore it.

"Good."

"Yeah."

"I should get going…" Tyler said. It was obvious that he wanted to abandon this abysmal conversation now before it got any worse. "Jules and I need to get on the road again."

He's leaving again? His mom's in hospital and he's leaving, why? This is where he should be… Not with her. She thought. "You're leaving again?"

He was already making his way past her. He was not looking at her. Caroline turned around to face him. He was about three metres away from her. He turned around. He had his hands in his pocket.

"I left for a reason, Caroline."

"Your explanation must have got lost in the mail," She was walking closer to him. She was adamant that she would change his mind. She would make him stay. Their friends needed him. She needed him. "Along with your good-bye." She said. Intending to wound him.

"Well…" He had no answer. Caroline shook her heard slightly. "Take care of yourself."

How can someone be so crappy at good byes? Caroline thought. He either doesn't say anything or he just makes some outrageous comment about taking care of herself! She could do that just fine. She was a vampire.

"Tyler—" Then there was a piercing pain in her head. Sparkles of light were around her eyes. It was like she was having a drill pushed into her brain over and over again. Each time getting worse. "Arghh." She crouched on the floor grabbing and clawing at her head. She saw Tyler's concerned face coming toward her. But then he grabbed at his own head.

A man came from behind the Black SUV behind them holding his hand out. A witch. She could no longer think clearly, the pain was so excruciating. The man was wearing a black coat. She could not make out his features. Everything was going fuzzy. She felt someone grab her from behind and felt a sharp burning pain go through her cream leather jacket and then … everything went dark.


Klaus was walking down the stairs of the cellar that his witches had concealed his prisoners in. The other werewolf was safe. She was stashed inside a shed not far from where the sacrifice would take place. He was adamant that the two that were held prisoner here would not be here later.

As he walked through the door he saw that there were multiple gates. Obviously an experienced werewolf Klaus thought as he pushed open the Iron Gate. Greta was there doing some finishing touches and casting numerous charms on the chains that bound their two prisoners.

As he walked through there were specs of light on the floor from where the ceiling had caved in centuries ago.

First he saw the werewolf. He went closer and examined him. Yes, Klaus said. He would do fine as my first hybrid. He opened the boys eyelid revealing dark brown eyes flecked with lighter brown. He held up the head and then let if fall on his chest.

Klaus turned around and his eyes caught sight of bright blonde hair opposite him. The light shone off it, giving a soft glow to it. It reminded him of his dear sister's hair. But she lay daggered in a box.

He approached this baby vampire. Her hair curtained her face.

"Her names Carline, Caroline Forbes. She worked on the prom committee, she was Miss Mystic Falls about half a year ago, and she is seventeen." Greta was beside Klaus watching him has he took up a strand of golden hair. He could smell roses and fresh strawberries. It was delightful.

"How long has she been seventeen?" There was something about this girl that interested him. He twisted the hair around his own finger making a curl.

"She is still seventeen. She turns eighteen soon though." Greta said as she looked at the girl distastefully.

Klaus lifted up her soft curtain of hair to reveal a face of beauty that he had not encountered since Tatia. And even then there was something about this girl, he could not put his finger on it but there was something… He lifted up her eyelid to reveal a beautiful, sky blue eye. They were eyes that reminded him of a deer that he had once caught. That deer was sleek and had the most beautiful and unusual eyes. He had let it go because he couldn't bring himself to kill it. He realised that he had been daydreaming and spending too much time looking because Greta brought him sharply back to reality but a short brief cough.

"We should be getting ready for the sacrifice. Do you have the stone?" She said. She obviously did not like all the attention that he was giving this girl.

"Of course, love. I'm an Original." He smirked at her. And he took a milky white stone out of his pocket.

"We should go to the place of sacrifice." Greta said as she made her way out.

Klaus followed but when he was at the door he suddenly had doubts of whether the Salvatore's would come and rescue the girl. He was worried. He was worried for someone he had never seen before today let alone talked to. But there was something about this girl. She was full of light, he could already tell. He had reached the top of the uneven stairs. He could hear her breathing. Good luck Caroline Forbes.


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