I really wanted to write something with Klaus' father again on the series, Ansel. Klaus had killed him out of fear that he would tell someone about Hope. He couldn't trust someone that he had not been spending some time with. Aside from Klaus, Hayley is the only other person who has had the pleasure of meeting Ansel and talking in the same shitty way as Klaus had.
This is going to take off after Klaus brings Elijah back home in 2x06 and goes from there to 2x07 with slight deviations, and many more interactions between Klaus and Hayley. In this story, Klaus had killed Ansel not in episode 7, but right before he found Elijah and brought him back home (Follows 2x06 and 2x07)
He was not thinking clearly. He had picked up the sword from the ground…as he watched his own flesh and blood plead with him. His eyes showed that he was frightened, but he was feeling more alive than ever to fight. He had to fight. He helped his father to fight for the person who he was. But it was all a trick, some sort of poison that his mother has placed into his life, to make him trust this man that he barely knew. His mother was all about revenge and power…he would not let her find out where his daughter is. He would not let anyone lay a finger on his precious gift.
Klaus Mikaelson came forward towards his father, his eyes filled with rage at what he was supposed to do and at the same time, filled with sadness…because of his daughter, he was supposed to give up on the one thing he had wanted more than anything, to be with his real father. Ansel had told him as he held up his hands, that he was not capable of doing this…but yet he was. He had done it so fast and barely had time to think. He had swooshed the sword over his father's body, and watched the life drain out of him. Klaus held his mouth open in horror during the entire process and he dropped down to the ground at the same time that Ansel had. "Why?" was the last whisper that came out of Ansel's mouth before he closed his eyes and the former werewolf chief was no more. The Original Hybrid sat down on his knees, and put a hand on the bloody chest of this corpse…and he finally let the tears fall on his face. "Father." Klaus whispered one more time before sliding the hand off of his chest and dragging it onto his face…until his face was covered with his own father's blood.
This was not the way it was supposed to go and had it not been for Hope, Klaus would surely not have done something like this. He picked up the body and walked through the bayou with his father…until he had reached his own little cabin…where he had been hiding along with Jackson. Klaus placed the body onto the only bed that was there. Klaus kissed his father's forehead gently before backing out of the small room, only to be faced with an angry Jackson outside. "What have you done?" he growled at him in anger. Klaus stood there as he watched the werewolf for one moment. There was nothing that he could bare to say…and he just walked away. But Jackson was going right at him and pulled him from his shoulder. "I asked you something, hybrid!" Klaus grabbed Jackson by the throat and held him up, sucking the life out of him. Jackson was fighting for his life and there was nothing stopping Klaus from ending him at that moment.
But there was the image of a certain girl that came into his mind at that moment, with her thick and dark curls, radiating up at him, standing by him at all costs, the only other hybrid on this Earth beside himself, Hayley. The image of her beautiful face and her expressive hazel eyes was the only thing that was making Klaus loosen the grip he had on Jackson's neck and letting him fall to the ground. The guy had his hand over his neck and was breathing really hard as he stared up at Klaus. "Why didn't you just kill me? That's what you're known for, right? Whenever people upset you?" "I would have…that is if I didn't have Hayley on my side right now. You should thank her…because she is the only reason that you are still in one piece. She cares too damn much about you." Klaus growled and started backing away when he heard Jackson call out, "That man was like a father to me! Why did you kill him? If you cared so damn much about Hayley's opinions, you would know that she is not going to be too pleased when she hears about this. She and Ansel were a pretty good team, fetching Oliver from your poisonous mother!" Klaus sighed and whispered, without turning around. "The one thing that you must understand about this is that…this man's life would have cost me a lot. He is better off without it." Jackson was left speechless at the cabin as Klaus departed. He knew just what he had to do now.
Elijah was being held on by a spell. Klaus knew of what sort and immediately broke it, being able to release his brother from the chains that his mother had put him in. He grabbed a hold of him and Elijah started mumbling something at once that Klaus could not make out. "I am just going to take you home now. I am so sorry about this, brother." He told Elijah in a whisper and walked out of the cave where his mother had been hiding and torturing her victims. Klaus knew that with Ansel dead, he would have to deal with her later. Right now, all he managed to do was to take Elijah back to the compound…and put him in his room. He just stood there and stared down at the state that his brother was in because of him. Klaus sensed another presence approaching the room and looked up to see Hayley standing there. Where had she been? She had blood on her shirt and she looked like a true mess. His eyes showed nothing but worry towards her. She could sense the worry and sadness in him too.
With the way Klaus was looking, Hayley could barely notice that he had brought Elijah back home, and in a horrible condition as well, as if he were in a coma. She was paying too much attention to the broken Original Hybrid who has been experiencing painful memories, activities and thoughts all day. He would not look at her in the eyes. The only thing that he could concentrate on was her wound. She was practically too tired for anything and so was he. As she opened her mouth to speak, Klaus realized that a question was coming and he made his way out of there as fast as she could, leaving Hayley in shock. She looked back at Elijah for a moment before running out of there and going after him.
"Klaus!" she called out but she received no response from him. The compound had darkened and there was absolutely nothing left that could lighten it up. Terrible thing had happened today. She could feel it. Hayley searched for him everywhere. She had noticed how concerned he was about her and her condition. He had told her not to come with him that morning, that dealing with his mother was something he had to do on his own…and she had listened to him, even if she had another plan in mind to find Elijah. She suddenly remembered meeting Jackson and his werewolf friend, Ansel in the bayou, and realized that was from where Klaus had come from. She was determined to find out…to know. "Klaus!" Her voice cried out, but all that could be returned to her were her echoes. "Please." She said in merely a whisper, as she opened the door to his room…but he was not there. There was only one logical place now as to where he could be and there was only one thing that Hayley could imagine he would be doing at this moment. Despite their rare encounters and conversations, Hayley sometimes felt like she knew Klaus better than anyone else and she knew that he knew her the same way. They were one.
Just as she suspected, the door to Klaus' studio was closed. Hayley gently knocked at first but received no response. Using her hybrid senses, she could smell him in there, his face still covered in blood. He had not bothered to wash up or change his clothes. Painting was the only thing that could soothe him at this moment…or so he thought. Hayley finally used her hybrid strength to break open the door and enter the room, knowing that she would be standing there all night and Klaus still wouldn't let her in. But that was what she was hoping for. She wanted him to let her in…to want her to soothe him, to talk to someone and stop burying his head in his art. It was beautiful…but it was not helping him. What he gained from this was only the fact that he would have control over himself again. As she stared at him, he had his back to her, his clothes spotted with blood and he was starting a new canvas, his paintbrush moving swiftly in all the places that needed to be filled with color.
She couldn't imagine a painting without any color. She stepped closer to him and noticed that he had let a few tears of sadness drop to the floor. He was a real mess, and he was still ignoring her. Hayley sighed, already knowing the feeling of being ignored. Klaus always believed that no one would dare ask him about his feelings or his problems, because no one would give a damn. Hayley leaned forward and placed one of her hands on his shoulder. Klaus sighed and she felt some sort of energy filling up inside of him from her touch. "Aren't you supposed to be with Elijah?" he asked her, bitterly. He knew that was all she talked or cared about since Elijah had gone missing. He still had trouble believing that she had come to save him instead of going to save Elijah. But he felt he knew the answer deep down. It was simply a logical choice. Esther was hurting Elijah, but was keeping him alive. Mikael on the other hand, had the white oak stake that would kill him in seconds. Obviously, the best choice was to come and save him instead of Elijah. Then, there was also the thought of how Marcel and Hayley had only come to save him so they could save all the vampires sired to him, not because they cared.
"What happened?" Hayley whispered and Klaus put down the paintbrush, turning around and finally revealing his miserable and bloody face to her. "My own father, I killed him." Klaus finally managed to tell her after spending so much time admiring her beautiful face, concerned for him. Hayley opened her mouth in shock. "Mikael?" she was somehow relieved and at that moment, Klaus shook his head. "Ansel…my real father." He said the name because he knew now from Jackson, that Hayley had met him. He continued when she didn't say anything. "I killed him, Hayley! My own father. I watched him as the life drained from his eyes and his body collapsed onto the ground in front of me! He was everything I wanted…and everything I took from myself!"
She was trying to process everything in her head before she took a step back and her eyes widened. Klaus smirked in sadness at her reaction and whispered, "I should have known this would be the way you would look at me, this would be the way you would see me." Hayley opened her mouth to respond but Klaus had already used his hybrid speed to leave the room, Hayley still standing there. "Klaus…no!" she called out after him but she was too late. He was already gone…God knows where!
A/N: This is just the first part. I will post the next part soon. I really wanted to write about how Hayley comforts Klaus after losing his real father. I hope I can do this without crying. So, what do you think?