So, Hey, this is includes an OC I've made and an OC my friend made. It's based upon their story, with Klaus' intervention. Hope you all enjoy :) Please R&R!

Calix had been in town for a weeks, watching events unravel, but decided that now was the time to make his presence known. He knew his first stop was the Original's house, perhaps it wasn't the smartest move, but it was necessary. He came here for a reason, and he wasn't going to stop until he completed it.

He walked forward; his dark brown hair tousled slightly from the light wind, the sleeves of his deep blue shirt pushed up to his elbows, he walked with this strength about him, this deep confidence, but he stopped; seeing a girl in front of him.

"You look lost" she commented simply, a small smirk on her strong face, her fiery red hair loose and past her shoulders. She had a curvy figure and this attitude seemed to surround around that stated: Bitch.

Calix frowned slightly, he didn't need to look twice, he recognised her face instantly. It's not like she was hard to remember... Her image had been circulating his mind for centuries now. He pushed that thought aside though for now, it wasn't the time for a trip down his own memory lane. "Quite the opposite in fact..." His eyes drifted over to the house, not focusing on her at all.

"Well you need to leave darling. I'm here, to make sure some ugly second class person - such as yourself - doesn't come close to the mansion, so turn your ass around, and piss the fuck off" The girl snapped, this sickly sweet smile on her face, deliberately patronizing.

Calix sighed heavily, this girl was becoming an issue. An issue he couldn't afford right now. He took a small dangerous step towards her, his dark eyes focusing into hers. He had this control about him, almost too controlled. "You know, a foul mouth like yours will end up being removed by myself if you carry on, Miss...?" He trailed off, wishing to know her name. He knew her name. But it was the concept of it.

"Granger... Charlotte Granger" She replied "And who the fuck are you?" She didn't know him. Of course she didn't. And it was how he intended to keep it.

He remembered her... remembering her being with Klaus during the 10th Century when everything was much more simple. For all of them.

"Well Miss Granger, you see, I would prefer for a foul mouthing lady like yourself not to know my name...Nothing personal" A small deep grin tugged at the corner of his lips, tauntingly so, but it was personal.

Charlotte nodded slowly "Well, unless I know who you are, you're not going anywhere near the Mikaelsons. I assume you're here to see them, probably to see Nik?. Why do you want to see him?"

"That...isn't your business..." He replied simply, his arms crossing over his evidently toned chest, he felt her eyes on him and he rose his eyebrow slightly "Don't get involved Miss Granger.."

For her sake and for his.

Charlotte paused for a short moment before she questioned, rather suddenly "How old are you?"

He frowned at the sudden change of topic but rolled his eyes slightly, great, the typical question asked by a vampire to another. But he had nothing to hide about his age "In humans years? Im 28, real time? 990."

Ok, so Old. "I see. And who turned you?"

"This isn't an interrogation for fuck sake. If Niklaus isn't here then I am wasting my time." He moved to take a step to leave...

Charlotte suddenly let a small grin rise on her lips, that kind of smile that you'd see from a girl when she figured something out. A plan. A notion that she knew a way to get around a guy. "You want to go to the manor?"

He gave her a look, he didn't need to answer that. Even though right now he didn't trust her, he turned, just for a second, to glance at it.

Before he could react, Charlotte did, stabbing a vervain dart into his neck hard.

He felt his body kick in, his muscles aching at the vervain, in being as old as he rejecting his body's order's to shut down but eventually...everything went black.

Calix awoke pretty soon after, a low deep growl escaping his lips as he felt vervain soaked ropes strapping him to a table, he glanced around, he seemed to be in the basement of the Manor. His titled his head up slightly, eyes flickering to Charlotte who seemed quite content, sitting upon a metal table in front of him, the smirk on her face looking pleased.

In her gloved hands? It wasn't hard to figure, a wooden stake soaked full of vervain.

"I told you I'd make you talk darling" Charlotte commented, standing up and stepped forward, dragging the vervain soaked stake over his skin, enjoying the sizzling sound. She definitely wasn't one to hold back, and she wouldn't. Not with someone like Calix. Although she wouldn't ever admit it out loud, he made something inside her tick, and that wasn't good.

Calix glared at her, his muscles clenching under his now ripped shirt but he didn't show any pain. He never did. That was a weakness. He pulled against the vervain soaked ropes, knowing he wouldn't be kept down for long, feeling them slow snapping.

She sighed in annoyance as he didn't respond and she leaned forward, her face just above his, their lips only centimetres part. Her eyes narrowed as she heard the snapping sound of the rope and so she climbed on top of him, holing his hands down, using all her strength "Tell me or I will kill you"

"...I dare you to" He replied, his eyes were dark and extremely serious and yet, they held this teasing dare within them. He knew she wouldn't kill him, he could see it in her eyes, hidden, however small "Besides...that's not how it works..."

"Then how does it work?"

Within a second, Calix pushed Charlotte off of him, vamp speeding to his feet and slamming her hard against the wall, his hand at her throat before she could even react "This is how it works..." He grinned widely, his fangs extending, his eyes getting darker "And my name? Calix Heart"

She hissed a little, looking into his eyes she concluded "You're stronger than I thought." Charlotte made sure to make a note of this for next time. She was sure they'd be a next time.

He shrugged "Do not underestimate me Charlotte..." his hand pushed harder at her throat. In his mind his heart was telling him to stop, this was Charlotte... but no, he couldn't let those memories resurface, she wouldn't understand.

"Let go of her" A deep stern voice, snarled from the corner on the room as he slowly stepped forward. Klaus.

Calix frowned but nodded, letting go of Charlotte when he saw Klaus. "Fine" She wasn't his concern right now... he couldn't let her distract him. He placed his hands neatly behind his back. His body language was calm but his muscles seemed tense under his shirt. His eyes seemed calm, his gaze drifting upon the setting around him before landing on Klaus. He would get straight to the point "You see Klaus... You turned someone. Someone who potentially destroyed my life...I want to know where you turned her."

Klaus smirked widely, before he said "No offence mate but I've turned a good few people... and after a 1000 years you forget who and when you turn people" He shrugged simply. From his smirking facing it was hard to figure whether he was joking around, or being serious. But that was the beauty of Klaus.

"Which is precisely why for now... I must go... but you'll remember" he said simply, almost daring him to remember. He knew Klaus would remember eventually. With that, he disappeared, vamp speeding away.

Klaus frowned deeply at this, his mind stirring from the random visit. "What was his name again" He questioned his friend.

" Calix... Calix something...You know him?" Charlotte asked.

Klaus thought about his answer for short moment. Yes... he did. He recognised him from over the years. But Klaus would not bring that up. Right now was not the time "Not that I know of." He replied simply and bluntly. Lying to Charlotte was not something even he himself approved of, but as her friend, he would do what he thought was best.

Charlotte, thinking, before she muttered "He broke off that table Nik... I had him tied down in vervain ropes, I couldn't even hold him down. I'm 10 years older than him and he overpowered me. He overpowered me Nik. When I was using vervain." The insult of what had happened was clear in her voice.

Klaus glanced away and towards the direction Calix had left in, he frowned "He won't overpower me Charlotte..." he said sternly and full of certainty. But it wasn't him he knew Calix would be the issue for. It would be Charlotte. He knew for her it would be a physical and emotional struggle.

But he wouldn't let her get hurt. He wouldn't let his only friend get hurt.