The Shot That Sparked

by delena.everthorn7

An epic love story told through a series of flashbacks, of a soldier and a young woman whose love remains through life, war, and hardships. A woman with a secret falls for a young soldier, sent to find a deserter. Life breaks them apart, but can it bring them back together? Contains images of trench warfare and violence.

The Shot That Sparked

Prologue

Author's Note:

Hello there, yes I suck and I'm sorry. Senior year has been kicking my ass but LOOK new Klaroline story! A few warnings, this is a history based story. I'm a sucker for the World Wars and this will include detail of trench life, warfare, etc and it will not be necessarily pretty. This is going to be based somewhat off the novel Birdsong, so any similarities to that story I probably didn't come up with by my lonesome. I guess that's also my disclaimer. I don't own Klaus, Caroline or TVD/TO. If I did there would be Klaroline. So. Much. Klaroline. But there isn't so I don't. Any recognizable characters are not my own. With that said please enjoy!

It's early June 12, 1914 and tensions are building in Europe. A secret society of Serbian nationalists called the Black Hand are itching to break off southern-Slav provinces from Austria-Hungary. Their plan? Assassinate the Archduke Franz Ferdinand, head of the Intelligence Department.

A shot fired. A single death, to spark a war.

June 25, 1916: Somewhere along the River Somme…

"Bloody hell," muttered Niklaus Mikaelson, stumbling over yet another rotting corpse. Rain came down in droves, making the trenches more miserable than ever. Rats and disease ran rampant among the already downtrodden men. Ducking into his room, Klaus sighed and sat at his desk. Picking up a tattered piece of paper, he sat lost in thought.

"Sir? Sir?" a voice came from the doorway. "Are you alright?" Klaus shook himself out of his reverie, "Yes, I'm fine. What is it Lowell?" The young man looked down and sat on one of the two lumpy pallets, "Nothing really sir. Just seeing you're alright. What were you thinkin' about?"

Klaus folded the paper carefully, tucking away in a drawer. "A girl." Lowell smiled softly, "That's how it all starts. A girl. What happened?" Klaus looked down at his grimy hands for a moment before answering. "She left."

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