So here begins Blood Rose. Part two of a multi-part story. Caroline has just been turned by Klaus, who is a raging psychopath or is he? This story takes place immediately following 'The Dead of Winter'.
I do not own the Vampire Diaries or Originals Characters. I own the story. ****Note: This story contains themes of an adult nature, including and not limited to rape, murder, kidnapping, domination, submission and more. If you are uncomfortable with themes of this nature, please do not read. This story may cause triggers*****
Chapter 1
Caroline walked out of the room. It didn't occur to her to wait or look to see if Klaus was behind her. She walked up the hallway, still naked and walked to her room. Klaus had killed her and yet strangely she had no feeling about that. She felt everything in a way that she never had. She felt strong. She felt alive. She didn't even really care about Klaus or what he'd done. She wasn't sure why. He had compelled her to never betray him. She rolled her eyes. On the scale of who had betrayed who, that was almost laughable. She got in the shower, feeling the spray of the water washing over her. It had never felt so incredible to take a shower. The water was falling on her skin and she could feel every drop as she stood there drowning in the sensation of it all.
She heard a knock at the door. She didn't bother getting a towel, she walked out naked and confronted Sarah who quickly and promptly dropped the tray. Caroline could feel her face transform as she calmly looked at the terrified girl. "Get out of my room and don't EVER come back." Sarah picked up the tray quickly and backed out of the room.
Klaus stood behind her watching the scene unfold. Interesting, he thought. "Very good love. I'm glad that I didn't have to drag you off her. That…," he raised his eyebrows, "…would have been unseemly."
Caroline looked at the man sitting in her doorway. "Klaus. I'm not a cold blooded psychopath like you. I don't just kill people and torture them for no reason." She gave him a half smile and returned to the bathroom.
He nodded his head at the statement, stifling the urge to agree with her. He followed her into the bathroom. "Caroline I have to go out.." he paused.
"And?"
Walking up to her and grabbing her chin, he pulled her eyes into his once again. "And…I don't want you to eat the staff, that's a no no. Don't leave the house. Don't go in any locked rooms. Do you understand love?"
"Fine." She rolled her eyes.
He turned and walked out the room. As walked down the stairs, his first thought was that Caroline may have just gotten a lot more intriguing. A car was waiting out front for him.
Caroline finished what she had to do in the bathroom and went to the wardrobe. Looking at the dresses with a very critical eye, she thought, who bought these awful dresses. Sarah probably. Hmmm…maybe she does deserve to die. She pulled on the least awful dress and thought about her limitations. No eating the staff, no leaving the house and no going in locked doors. So that pretty much left the rest of the house open.
She wandered around from room to room; of course there was no visible phone anywhere. She did look at all of the bedrooms, she explored the conservatory and the library. She had a drink in the formal living room. She walked back to the kitchens, where there were several people standing around having a conversation. They all said hello when she walked in, which kind of set her off guard. She had been here for what two months and barely anyone had spoken a word to her. To be fair she really wasn't around the staff that much though.
The house was even bigger than it looked. There were hallways and little rooms all over the place. There was a room with a bar exclusively that resembled a nightclub and there was a smaller library back by the conservatory. There were a lot of bedrooms. On the second floor she counted fourteen rooms. Sick bastard. There was the occasional locked door, but most of the house was open.
When she got back to her room many hours later, there were two blood bags lying on her bed. She picked them, turned on the television and plopped down on the sofa. She was bored but at least she was alone.
She thought about the Kill Klaus plan. She couldn't do that now, because he had basically told her no, like ever. She narrowed her eyes, wondering if this was his plan all along. Then she sat up. Hayley. Did he change Hayley? Was Hayley still here somewhere? She intended to ask him as soon as his 5'11 psycho self walked in the house.
She heard Klaus coming all the way from the first floor. That's odd she thought. She needed to talk to him. She walked out the door as he rounded the steps between the second and third floor.
He looked up. "Caroline love. Get in any trouble today?"
"No. Klaus I have questions. "
He rolled his eyes….baby hybrids. Although she was a stunningly beautiful baby hybrid, he thought as smiled to himself. Refocusing, he regarded her. "Follow me."
She followed him down the hall to his bed chamber. Motioning to one of the sofas with his hand, he took off his jacket. "Yes Caroline, what can I answer for you love?"
"First, what is going to happen to me?"
"Well love, that is up to you. You can't kill me and you are sired to me." He grinned "I have an entire staff of hybrids. They protect me and protect the city. You may or may not choose to be involved in that at some point. For now until you are under control, you have to stay in the house."
"So I can leave someday?"
"When I decide you are ready, yes."
"Why did you do this to me?" He studied her as the question was unexpected. It felt emotional, but he didn't see any emotion in her eyes.
"Well I suppose it was because you intrigued me. You are strong…and beautiful," a charming grin spread across his face. "Mostly, it was that you reminded me of someone."
"Who?"
"That is not for this discussion love."
"Why did you torture me?"
"Well, to be fair, I am a monster. My proclivities run a little dark."
"Will you do that still?"
"Caroline, one of the advantages of being what we are is that you are really strong now. I can't hurt you the way that I used to. I suppose that I can find ways, but it's a lot more difficult and I find it boring to work so hard. I made you turn your humanity off because I didn't want you spinning out of control at the first sign of an overwhelming emotion."
"Do I have to do everything you say?"
"Yes, if I want you to do something I can compel you."
"Can I compel you?"
"No." That question almost made him laugh out loud.
"Can I compel other people?"
"Yes, but don't for now."
"Can I kill the people that hurt me?"
"With the exception of me…yes, someday."
"Why can I hear things from so far away?"
"Because you are a hybrid; heightened senses is one of the benefits."
"Did you turn Hayley?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I wasn't particularly interested in her and I didn't feel she had the right temperament for this."
"But I did?"
"Yes. You have a lot of strength in you. It's not easy to stand up to me love."
"How much blood do I have to drink? And can I eat and drink other stuff? The vampires in movies can never eat food."
"One or two bags every other day. Yes you can eat food and drink. This is not a movie. Don't get advice from movies on how to be a vampire, which by the way, you are not. You are a hybrid, half vampire and half werewolf."
"Am I going to turn on the full moon?"
"No."
"Can I turn on the full moon?"
"Yes, although I wouldn't recommend it. Chicago is rather a large city and people might notice a werewolf walking around the streets killing people."
"Can I get some new clothes, the ones that are here are dreadful?"
"Yes, I will take you out some day, but you can only leave the house with me."
"Where are all your other hybrids?"
"Well some of them live here. Some of them work here. Some have moved to other parts of the city and some other parts of the world."
"What is a sire bond?"
"A sire bond is a supernatural connection to your maker. I'm your maker. It means that you have to do what I say. It will make you want to listen to me."
"Will that ever end?"
"No."
"Do I still have to have sex with you?"
"Yes if I tell you to."
"Can I still meet with Mrs. Erdman?"
"Yes if you would like to."
"Yes I would."
"Now if the inquisition is over for the night, would you care for a drink Caroline?" He studied her. She was different. Most people were different after the change, but she was somehow stronger and more vibrant in a way that he couldn't quite explain to himself.
"One more question."
"Yes?"
"Who are the people in the caskets?"
He felt the blood rushing to his chest. "They are my family Caroline. They are strictly off limits. You are not to go in that room ever again." Just to reinforce that point, he started to her and looked her in the eyes "Caroline you are never to go in the room with the caskets again, do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand."
"Why do you keep them there? And why are they like that?"
"Caroline, this is not a subject that I care to discuss. I've had enough for tonight. You can stay and we can have a lovely evening together or you are free to leave, either way, we are no longer discussing this."
"Fine. Good night Klaus." She started down the hallway to her bedroom. Klaus was still a lunatic, but she was strong. He couldn't hurt her anymore. She was going to get revenge on everyone who had wronged her, except for him. She imagined if he didn't compel everyone that was sired to him that the list would be long and distinguished.
