Weakening Strengths
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters nor do I own The Vampire Diaries.
A/N: I enjoy shipping Klaus and Caroline, as they are my favorite unofficial pairing from the VD :) Your feedback is important to me in order for me to improve my work so please feel free.
Chapter 1
Love? What is love if the reciprocal feelings and deep emotions do not exist? Perfection cannot be perfection if the ignorance of my strange and sudden affections for her are apathetically regarded. Have I gone mad with the solitude of my years so much that I imagine that such a petty thing as love can possibly exist? If I ever admit my feelings, my weakness will be revealed, thus rendering me incompetent of the greater tasks at hand. Love can break down and weaken even the strongest of creations: the Originals.
Niklaus abruptly shut his journal and dashed to the door.
"Rebekah, what is it you want?" Klaus said to his sister, taking in her tear-consumed eyes and weary figure.
"I trusted you. Everyone else left you, but I was always there from the beginning! I loved you through everything, Nik. All you have ever done was abandon me!" The tears began to stream down her ocean-blue eyes.
"Come on, Rebekah, let bygones be bygones. I always brought you back to life, haven't I? And you've destroyed my only chance of creating more hybrids with Elena's blood."
"Making more hybrids is now more important to you than me? More important to you than the only family who's ever stood by you? Despite the several times you've stultified my body and threw me in a box?!"
"Alright, if it makes your petty little life fall into place, I apologize for breaking your neck. Can we move past this now?" Klaus asked her indifferently.
"You chose Caroline over me! You let those humans torture me! How can I ever forgive you for betraying me?! You don't even care about all the things I've done for you!"
"Rebekah, please stop your incessant nagging, I've had a rather slow day. We'll just start again, besides I need you." Klaus shoved his journal under the dinner table and turned to face his sister.
Rebekah could tell by the way Klaus was steadily glaring at her that he had already won this argument. Rebekah sighed and revealed a piece of paper she kept concealed behind her back.
"Well, what's this then?" Rebekah brandished the paper in front of Klaus's enraged face.
"Hand that over, Rebekah. You don't want any more quarrels between us. I promise you it will not end well."
"Why did you draw this?" Rebekah challenged, tears threatening her eyes once more.
"Where did you find that?!" Klaus screamed at Rebekah in his own intimidating way.
"It was on the floor in the hallway. Just take it, Nik! I could care less about a stupid drawing!" She said and flung the paper at Klaus.
He caught it quickly before it could touch the floor. By the time he caught the paper, Rebekah was gone.
It was only after he was alone that he actually looked at the drawing, taking in every perfect detail.
He stared at the beautiful blonde girl's piercing blue-grey eyes. He began to read his own handwriting on the drawing. "Centuries worth of beautiful women will never be as beautiful as you, Caroline."