A/N – Drabble series of events. Based off the spin off, quickly starts from where the episode ended. Only difference is crossovers with TVD starts right away, expect some Klaroline moments. Klefan too, small treat.
Summary: Marcel accepted Klaus to join his inner circle after he gave his blood to save one of his men from the bite; however he knows better than to trust the original hybrid. Klaus being immortal, original and a hybrid it makes it impossible to kill him, so Marcel will do whatever it takes to find Klaus' weakness. Whatever it takes.
Part One:
Mystic Falls.
"He's a father." A soft chuckle came out of Rebekah's mouth; she couldn't believe that her devilish brother is a father. After a painstakingly long time, Caroline managed to stagger to her feet.
"What do you mean Klaus is a father? How is that even possible, he is a vampire? Plus he doesn't look like he's been sleeping around much." Caroline couldn't imagine him with someone let alone sleeping with someone.
Rebekah sat down on the arm of the chair. "I didn't think he would have sex let alone sex with a werewolf. I am truly disgusted." She stuck out her tongue and pretended to vomit.
Caroline's head snapped. "A werewolf? Klaus had sex with a werewolf? Now I know you are full of lies."
"If you don't believe me call him yourself, I am sure you have his number on speed dial." Rebekah walked out. Caroline shot her a death glare and adjusted her posture on the chair.
My phone...where is my phone? Caroline thought to herself.
NOLA.
Elijah walks in the room having to spot his brother once again checking his phone.
Elijah poured himself a cup of the finest bourbon. "Brother if you don't mind me asking, are you waiting on a call?" Klaus puts his phone away and looks towards Elijah.
"What makes you think I am waiting on a call? Everything I need is right here." He quickly got up, grabbed his black leather jacket off the couch, draped it over his arm, and walked passed Elijah, closing the door with a soft click behind him.
Elijah rested the cup on the counter and pulled out his phone.
"Yes, Sophie? I think my brother is up to something, I need you to keep an eye on Hayley." He hangs up before she got a word in.
Bar.
"Ah. Looks like you're sticking around for a while." A smile appeared on the blonde girl's face. Klaus sat at the bar, took out his phone and stared at the screen.
"Bad day, I'm guessing?"
"And what made you assume that?" His eyes caught hers. The woman poured him a shot and slid it towards him.
"Well for starters I am a bartender it kind of became my job to sense the troubled ones from the I-am-here-just-to-hit-on-the-bartender creeps."
Klaus chuckled.
"Camille, right? Has it ever occurred to you that your senses are wrong?" He grinned.
"So, you're perfectly fine? No family drama, psycho exes or unpaid bills? Huh. Well cheers to your perfect life. By the way I told you I prefer the name Cami." She raised her shot of tequila and takes a sip.
Klaus spun his body off the chair and threw a hundred dollar bill next to his drink.
"Like I said sweetheart I am fine." He stormed out the bar.
Town Quarter.
Klaus wondered briefly if he was being selfish for wanting what he wants, for wanting to be happy on his own terms. Because he wasn't—happy.
A tap on the shoulder broke him away from his thoughts; he grabbed the hand, twisted it and brought the guy to his knees.
"Whoa! Nik! Marcel sent me to find you." The day-walker stuttered the words.
"Next time think twice before you touch me." Klaus squeezed the hand even more. "And next the time you call me Nik my hand will gladly dig so far down into your throat and rip out your vocal chords. Understand me mate?"
The day-walker quickly nodded his head and his hand was released. Klaus patted the vampire's head, lifted him up and dusted off his shoulders.
Klaus forced a smile. "Now where is Marcel?"
Alley.
Klaus followed the vampire into an alleyway where Marcel was leaning against a stone wall with his hands behind his back. The vampire who brought Klaus joined the rest of the day-walkers who stood behind Marcel as if they were getting ready for something.
"How's my town been treating you, brother?"
Klaus let out a small laugh. "My-your town is very kind to me, brother. Now I don't mean to cut the small chat, but why have you sent your little minion to bring me here?"
Marcel threw a quick glance at his men and stepped forward still having his hands tied behind his back.
"Remember that time when your father found you in mid-town at that abandoned cafe?"
Klaus didn't know where this was going; he leaned against the stone wall still fixing his eyes on the men.
"How could I forget? My father was very driven to kill me, now I wasn't brought here to discuss our past lives. Was I?"
Marcel laughed, rested his hands his arms beside him. "You were never the one to have some good old chat with, things haven't changed I see. I don't want to keep you, Nik. I'll see you later tonight."
"And what makes you so sure you will see me tonight?"
Marcel turned around. "For your welcome back party, you didn't think I'd not throw one for you my old friend. Did you?"
Before Klaus had the time to say anything, Marcel was long gone and so were his men. A vibration tickled his back pocket; he smiled only to see it wasn't who he hoped it would be.
Underground Tunnel.
"You didn't seem to be so pleased when you heard my voice on the phone, did you expect someone else?" Elijah observed his brother for any sign of betrayal. Klaus rolled his eyes at the sound coming out of Elijah's mouth.
"What is it with you people and your small chat? Why did you call me to meet you here?" Klaus took a moment to see where here was. "The gutters, really Elijah? Very sanitary."
"It was my idea, it's a safe place. Marcel has eyes and ears everywhere."
Klaus' body turned to catch the mysterious voice. "Sophie well isn't this splendid. I suppose Hayley is here too, rubbing her stomach as if something is in there." Klaus chuckled. Hayley made herself visible behind Sophie.
Klaus smirked. "As if the gutters weren't unpleasant enough."
Sophie shook her head. "You truly are a character, how do you live with yourself?"
"Humans for breakfast, lunch and dinner to satisfy me. Now like I told my gullible brother here, cut the small chat."
"Well fine by me. Elijah has doubts that you are one hundred percent in with the plan, I hope he is wrong."
Klaus looked at his brother, annoyed as ever. "Elijah sure does love to stir up nothing into something. Forgive him for wasting your time now if you baby-sitters don't mind I have a party to attend to. Well my party, a welcome home party." Klaus stood a whisper away from Elijah, wrapped his hand around his neck. "My home."
Bar.
Cami grabbed the drunk's neck and smashed his head on to the counter.
"Touch my ass one more time and I promise these moves you were fantasizing about won't be so pretty." He stumbled to his feet and left without hesitation. A steady applause caused her to spin around and smiled at the clapping monkey.
"Well done." Klaus applauded.
"Here to tip me a hundred for the live act?" Cami teased.
"Actually here for the party."
"Right...your big fancy welcome back party. Do you feel welcomed?"
Klaus shook his head.
"Am I some kind of psychology project to you or is this your way of flirting?" Klaus stepped closer to the bartender.
Cami shoved her hand against his chest, pushing him away. "Don't flatter yourself, I don't flirt with bar costumers, they flirt with me and I allow it sometimes if the guy has a thick wallet."
Klaus sat on one of the empty chairs at the bar. "I wasn't flirting sweetheart, no offence but I am not interested."
"Good thing, it gives me more time to woo her." Marcel sat right next to Klaus.
"Keep dreaming Marc." Cami turned her back towards him.
"So, when is my party going to start? If this is it I am quite disappointed in your skills of party throwing. I know someone who could throw a fantastic one in under five minutes." Klaus rose his eyebrows.
"I would love to meet this someone, maybe we can exchange notes. Change of plans tonight, however I do wish you plan to stay, I think something worth remembering will happen tonight." Marcel patted Klaus' back and headed towards the stage.
"Welcome everyone; I brought you all here today to show someone a warm welcome. I must say this person is really easy on the eyes." Klaus smiled at Marcel's kind words, slowly gets off his seat to head to the stage.
"Not you my friend, please sit down before you humiliate yourself more than you already have." Marcel threw his head back bursting out in laughter. Klaus' eyes changed color and his fangs were out in display.
"Choose your battles, Klaus." Cami removed her hand from his forearm hoping he would listen. His face softened, nodding his head.
He left.
Words, spoken to him; filled with hesitation and plea. He tried to focus on her words that were spoken to him to keep him from going back in there and unleashing a massacre of his own. But in an instant, it escaped back into the oblivion it had come from, leaving him with nothing but a sense of deep wrath. He walked back into the bar this time with his fangs and a craving for hunger.
"Let go of me or I swear I will...ow." She struggled to release herself from the day-walker's grip.
"Caroline." Klaus breathed out.
The men in the crowd were howling, acting like wild animals. Caroline's eyes lit up and wandered the room to find the voice she knew.
Marcel raised his hand to silence them. "Klaus, you've returned. Fantastic. Now I promised you guys that I will do something different tonight and you know I never disappoint. Am I correct?"
The crowd stomped their feet and began the howling. Caroline bit the vampire's hand trying to give her more ways to escape, however his grip was firm and tight. His nails dug through her soft sun kissed skin.
"She's a feisty one, I love it." Marcel stroked her left cheek and she shook his hand off her face.
Klaus took the mic and tore it in half with his sharp teeth. Marcel clapped still smiling as if he was enjoying every second of this-which he was.
"HOW DARE YOU CROSS ME, ME OUT OF ALL PEOPLE?" Klaus wrapped his cold hand around Marcel's throat and slammed him to the ground. Shadows covering his body, he looked up still pinning Marcel.
Day-walkers.
Klaus didn't move an inch; he looked back down at Marcel. Amusement still placed on Marcel's face. "You find your moment of death amusing? I never would have taken you as dumb my little protégé. Any last words my friend?" Klaus growled.
Marcel wasn't able to get a word out, Klaus loosened his grip. "This is not my moment of death; it's my moment of power over you. While you're here trying to kill me, your little girlfriend is with my men somewhere. Who knows what they'll do, I told them it's their call."
Klaus looked up to where Caroline once stood.
"WHERE IS SHE?" He picked up Marcel's head only to slam it against the cemented ground again. The only sound coming out of Marcel's mouth was the coughing up blood and pure laughter.
"If you kill me now you will find her naked body hung in the middle of the town quarter. I suggest you release me before that happens." Marcel patted the hands that were strangling him. Klaus rose to his feet, shoving past the vampires who crowded him. He noticed the bar was deserted; only half empty cups were behind on the tables. He looked back to the stage and Marcel and his men were gone as well.