BEST THE BEAST
A/N: So I'm having a bit of a writer's block with my other story (A Simple Wager between Brothers), lame huh? I guess it happens to all of us. So I've decided to post my other story I've been working on, just to entertain you guys. Hope you enjoy :)
It's Not That Easy
It took three men to subdue him, but even then, his eyes screamed his defiance through the rapidly bleeding wounds that decorated his face. Of course his injuries healed quickly enough, but it still didn't prevent the pain they continued to induce on him.
Two men held his arms painfully behind his back. The other was braced against his chest, while they all attempted to push him into the basement of the house. Killing and dragging him down would have been the easier choice…but where was the fun in that.
They managed to shove him into a dark and damp room, roughly strapping him into the chair placed towards the centre of the room. He flinched slightly as they strapped him into place with vervain covered chains. It weakened his amount of strength, but he was still able to withstand the chains burning through his skin without showing major signs of his discomfort.
He didn't bother struggling against his captors; they would just make him further uncomfortable than he already was. Damon allowed a smirk to grace his lips as he looked down at the same seat Stefan previously sat. His brother standing next to him looked unusually uncomfortable remembering the pain he had to endure from Lexi's ghost.
"I think I like you better like this," Damon spoke sarcastically, resulting in a small chuckle from Kol. He lifted his head up to the two Salvatore brothers to reveal a wide grin that was firmly planted on his face.
"You know what the amusing thing is," Kol started, speaking to everyone in the room, "You're surprisingly arrogant enough to think you've won."
Damon shook his head, chuckling slightly in response. "Oh I don't think I've won." He leaned in closer. Kol's eyes narrowed as the distance between them closed. "I know it."
"Arrogance," Kol stated, "Such a common trait in childish vampires." Damon was about to attack Kol in annoyance, but was immediately stopped by Stefan.
"Damon!" Stefan shouted, stopping Damon's reckless actions. Kol didn't flinch in the slightest; he merely just looked up at the two Salvatore's and smiled.
"You'd better keep a leash on your Vampire pets," Kol suggested, looking towards Alaric. "I'd hate for them to do something…foolish." A hint of satisfaction glistened in Kol's eyes, as he noticed Alaric shift uncomfortably as he continued to stare at him.
"Just be glad their here," Damon ensured, his head motioning towards the direction of Alaric and Stefan. "Otherwise you wouldn't be smiling."
Kol tilted his head, "Don't be so sure." Damon advanced towards the door, as Stefan and Alaric exited the cell. He looked back one more time at the vulnerable original.
"Don't suppose you can tell me now where Klaus took Elena," Damon suggested, observing Kol's weakened state.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but it's not that easy," Kol revealed, his confidence never faltering.
"Mmm," Damon shrugged his shoulders, "Just makes it worse for you." Kol glared at Damon as he exited the cellar, roughly slamming the heavy door behind him.
A/N: Kol is in for some major trouble ;) Review and tell me your thoughts on the story, I might be more incline to update if I know people are reading my story :P