Hey guys! So I am writing a new Klaroline fanfic :)
Love Beyond Power: Summary
The year is 1450 B.C. and the Israelite's are enslaved in Egypt. The current pharaoh is Mikael the third. The pharaoh has a son Prince Niklaus. There is an Israelite slave named Caroline. She is of 18 years and her family has been enslaved for the past 396 years. Niklaus spots her one day and he doesn't understand why he suddenly feels pity for the beautiful blonde girl with fiery blue eyes. Will he help her escape?
I would like to thank Nicole for making me a lovely cover and I would like to thank earthtocharlie (tumblr) for reading through this chapter and giving me feedback and I would like to thank my beta green-eyes-blonde-hair (fanfiction)
I hope you guys like it :)
Niklaus walked the grounds of his father's palace with his hands behind his back. He looked up at the shining sky and sighed. He then looked at the palace. The palace was beautiful, he had to admit. The structure itself was the color of pure sand and the pillars reached the very top of the palace.
"Niklaus," Rebekah, his younger sister called out from the palace doors.
"What is it Rebekah?" Klaus asked as he walked over to her.
"Father is asking for you." Rebekah emphasised.
"Is he?" Klaus asked confused.
"Yes, go quickly Niklaus. He is in no mood." Rebekah warned.
"Is he ever?" Klaus asked as he furrowed his eyebrows in anger. Mikael the third was the pharaoh of Egypt. He had five sons and one daughter.
"Niklaus, go before he sends out the guards." Rebekah begged.
"I am," Klaus said as he went inside the palace. "Where is father?" Klaus asked.
"The throne room," Rebekah replied.
"Of course, he never leaves that godforsaken room." Klaus scoffed.
"Enough Niklaus," Rebekah spat.
Klaus narrowed his blue-grey eyes at his little sister and left her standing in the corridor alone. When Klaus got to the throne room he knocked before entering.
"Come in," Mikael shouted as his voice travelled through the area.
Klaus sighed and pushed the doors open before going over to his father. Klaus bowed down to Mikael.
"Get up," Mikael said.
Klaus did as he was told and he kept his eyes lowered. His father did not like it when his children would look at him challengingly. They could only look at the brutal pharaoh when he approved.
"Look at me boy." Mikael said as he took a green grape into his mouth.
Klaus looked up at Mikael and Mikael commanded, "You are to check on the slaves."
"Finn is in charge of that, is he not?" Klaus asked confused.
"He is but his wife has just given life to a child, a male might I add. He is to be with her for the next month, this is your duty Niklaus. Do not make me regret it." Mikael said venomously.
"Yes father, I will not upset you." Klaus said.
Klaus never liked going out back because of how he felt when he saw the Hebrew Slaves getting whipped by the guards out of boredom.
"Go now," Mikael excused Klaus.
Klaus bowed down to his father again and left the throne room. He swallowed the lump that was beginning to form in his throat and he took in a deep breath.
Klaus was about to head out back when he heard his younger brothers approaching. He looked between Kol and Henrik and took in their dirty appearances.
"What have you been up to?" Klaus asked.
"Kol pushed me into the muddy lake." Henrik grunted.
"Kol…" Klaus said.
"He is lying; he was the one that pushed me into that dirty lake." Kol defended himself.
"So you're telling me that our youngest brother who is of fourteen years pushed you an eighteen year old well-built man into the lake?" Klaus asked as he crossed his arms over his chest with his eyebrows furrowed.
"Yes!" Kol shouted.
"You never were a good liar, dear brother. I will not tell father this time, but if you push Henrik into that filthy lake again I will tell him. Am I understood?" Klaus asked seriously.
"Yes…" Kol said as he cast his eyes down to the ground ashamed.
"Good, now the both of you must bathe before Mother catches you." Klaus said.
"Thank you Nik," Henrik said. He was about to embrace his older brother when Klaus stopped him.
"Bathe first, and then we will embrace. Alright Henry?"
"Yes," Henrik said as he ran up the palace stairs and into his chambers.
Kol was still looking down at the floor when Klaus said, "It is time that you grow up Kol."
"I do not want to grow up. I am of eighteen years! I am still young." Kol said.
"And I am of twenty years but you do not see me acting like you." Klaus stated.
"That is because you are too serious for your own good. Loosen up Niklaus. I am sure it would suit you better." Kol said before walking away from Klaus angrily.
Klaus huffed and turned to the doors that led to the outside. The guards stood there and looked at him.
"Unlock the doors." Klaus commanded.
"Of course Prince Niklaus," Amir, a young guard said as he took out the keys.
Amir unlocked the doors and bowed to his Prince. Klaus nodded and went outside.
Klaus looked around the area that was filled with slaves. There were men, women, children, and elderly. Klaus sighed and went down the stairs.
He saw guards surrounding the slaves with cruelness in their eyes and coldness in their hearts.
"Prince Niklaus," A young guard said as he greeted the pharaoh's third son.
Klaus nodded at the guard in acknowledgement and continued to look around the area. He spotted two guards whipping a young man who was around Klaus' age. Klaus swallowed and looked away from the guards that were brutally beating the man with the desperate forest green eyes.
"Mama, they are hurting Stefan!" Caroline cried out as she shook her mother desperately. Her mother Elizabeth paid no attention to her daughter as she watched her son getting brutally beaten for doing nothing wrong.
"Caroline," Damon, her older brother said trying to reassure her.
"Damon please do something! They are going to kill him!" Caroline cried out, her blue eyes filled with moisture.
"I cannot little sister." Damon said defeated.
"He is our brother Damon! Our own flesh and blood! You will leave him to die by their hands?" Caroline asked as she stared at her older brother with disgust.
"What do you propose I do? I could not stop them from murdering our father in cold blood. What makes you think I will save Stefan? I will only make things worse!" Damon shouted.
"Get back to work!" A guard yelled as he stalked over to the three slaves who were stood there and watching as the guards beat the young man with no remorse.
Damon looked at his little sister sadly and returned to hurling the bricks to the other men. Liz returned to the well and lowered the empty bucket into it. A tear escaped her blue eyes and she wiped it away.
"Enough!" A guard yelled as he heard the middle aged woman begin to sniffle. He whipped her and Liz fell to the floor in pain.
"Stop! Don't touch her!" Caroline cried out as she tried to pull the man away from her mother with all of her might.
The guard turned to the young blonde girl with menace in his dark orbs and pushed her to the ground forcibly. Caroline's head hit the bricks and she cried out in pain. The guard climbed atop her and pinned her hands on either side of her head.
"You dare to anger me? Do you not care for your pathetic life at all?" The guard asked venom dripping from his voice. Every day she hoped that a miracle would come and she would be free from this life. Caroline chuckled, this wasn't even a life, she thought. She wanted to live with her family without having to look over her back every single day.
Caroline lost her father just two months ago because William tried to save a woman that was with child. He was whipped to death and Caroline had to watch it. She tried to look away but the guards forced the disobedient man's family to watch him take his last breath. Caroline wanted to kill them all. Liz had to watch her husband get murdered and Damon, Stefan, and Caroline had to watch their father die.
The worst part was that William saw Caroline before his eyes closed forever and he perished.
"I do not. Kill me." Caroline begged.
She couldn't take this torture anymore. She was only of five years when she was forced to begin working. Ever since then she saw the people she loved getting murdered for simply looking at a guard the wrong way. The people that she loved who had perished were her grandfather, cousin, grandmother, uncle, and father.
"That would be too easy." Tyler, the guard spat before he began to pull up Caroline's dirty green skirt.
"NO!" Caroline cried out desperately as she tried to kick the guard off of her. She would not allow a filthy guard to take her virginity. She would never let him win. NEVER!
Klaus heard a girls cry and he followed the cry immediately. He saw a guard, Tyler; he recalled, pulling up the young girls skirt.
The girl fought back and Tyler pushed her into the bricks. Caroline could feel her back being cut because of the rough edge of the brick but she continued to fight. She was a fighter just like her twin brother Stefan.
"You won't win!" Caroline cried out loudly.
Klaus heard the girl's cry and swallowed hard. He wouldn't allow this to happen. The guard had no right to do as he pleased, especially in public. Klaus looked around the area and the slaves were getting beaten. The young man who was getting whipped when he first came out was finally being left alone.
"Caroline!" Klaus heard the young man with forest green eyes yell.
Caroline looked over at her twin brother with tears in her fiery blue eyes and Stefan's hands clenched into fists. They were hurting his twin sister. Stefan was in pain himself but he could feel his sister's pain as if it was hurting him from the inside out.
"Get off of her." Klaus demanded.
Tyler didn't listen at first but then Klaus pulled him off of her.
"Did you not hear me?" Klaus asked dangerously low.
"Prince Niklaus, I-" Tyler began to say.
"Step away from the girl." Klaus demanded.
Tyler stepped away from Caroline and Liz crawled over to her daughter.
"I am so sorry Caroline. I am so, so sorry." Liz cried.
Caroline sobbed as she hugged her mother tightly. Stefan limped over to his mother and sister and took them into a protective embrace. Damon joined them and he ran his hands through Caroline's blonde hair reassuringly.
Klaus looked at the family of four with pity in his blue-grey eyes. He looked at the girl and his heart clenched in pain. He suddenly felt a wave of protectiveness go through him for the poor girl who was destined to live such a horrible life.
"Thank you," Caroline mouthed to the handsome prince with dirty blonde hair and blue-grey eyes.
Klaus didn't think he heard the beautiful blonde girl with fiery blue eyes correctly but he could see the thankfulness in her eyes.
Klaus nodded at the girl subtly and turned away from them.
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