AU Klaroline story, this was originally suppose to be a drabble but when I was writing the plan...things got of out hand, my imagination got the better of me and the storyline expanded. I've never written a multi-chapter fanfic before so hopefully this won't turn out to be a disaster (fingers-crossed!).

I got the idea for the story from a lot of different sources so if you see anything you recognize from some other movie or tv show don't be surprised! (Gold star for those who know which ones I'm talking about!)

Sorry in advance for any grammar or spelling errors. Hope you like it! Enjoy ;)

(BTW I don't own TVD or the characters, if only I do, oh the things I would have them do~ hehe)

There was a full moon out tonight and in Mystic Falls it was an evening of horror. Even though it was a long established routine on every single full moon, the people in the village were frantically rushing about to secure every entrance to the house and barred the front door with strong wood logs enhanced with metal locks saturated with wolfsbane. Hooks were put up for every household as a sign of offering and hanging from them were freshly slaughtered animals. This arrangement was what kept the two species living peacefully together, as long as the humans stayed indoors during the transition and provided something for them to chew on. The silent agreement have existed since the beginning of time, well at least until the new species derived and a third new species in the making.

Amidst all the madness was a young beautiful girl of no more than seventeen years of age who managed to sneak out from the back of the house as her parents were out ensuring the safety of the villagers. Her glossy long blond locks were bouncing on her shoulders as she skipped towards the dark forest, to her this was a wondrous night. She couldn't wait to see the beautiful creatures she had heard so many stories about and now that she found out their siting spot, nothing would stop her from finally seeing them close up in person.

Being in a family of warlocks and witches meant that she was not scared of anything, some would describe her as a reckless child, now that she started practicing magic. Although she can only do simple spells like lighting fires and making things float, she had a lot of fun playing tricks on people with the little magic that she had mastered. She does have fear though, and her biggest one would probably her father getting angry, which was pretty much every other day but all she had to do was flash an innocent smile and all was forgiven. This time though, she wasn't so sure that smile would do the trick, which was why she promised herself that she would only take one little peek and then go home before her father noticed she was gone.

She pushed her way through the clustered trees, her heart pounding hard against her chest and butterflies filled her stomach, she could hardly contain her excitement.

She was now hidden up one of the taller trees above a clearing, not caring about the mud on her newly made dress with the same shade of blue as her eyes. Now all there was left to do was to wait.

However, patience has never been her strongest point, she was soon fidgeting and shifting in her position which caused the branch to snap. She cried out, reaching out to grabbed on a nearby branch which did little to break her fall. She landed with thud on the ground, but luckily enough nothing was broken. There was only a cut on her right forearm and a few sore spots here and there which she was sure would be ugly black bruises in the morning, that is if she make it till then.

Suddenly, she heard howling from a distance and someone, or rather, something was running towards where she landed. She snapped her head to the direction of the noise, stood up as silently as she could. As the sound came nearer, panic filled her insides and she desperately looked around trying to find a way out.

Just as she was about to run, a low growling noise came from a few feet ahead of her, she backed away slowly but in a blur she was pushed to the ground by a large grey fur coated animal.

Shock took over her fear as the young girl looked up at her attacker and there it was, the werewolf she so desperately wanted to see. Its grey fur so smooth and shiny in the moonlight, its eyes glistening in the dark were in the shade of the most stunning golden colour. She was mesmerized, the beauty of the creature was strangely breath-taking.

The world seemed to have stopped as they gazed intensely into each others eyes, almost as if there was a connection between them. The girl lifted her right hand wanting to feel the fur of the werewolf, at that moment its eyes shifted to her bleeding arm and filled with the look of hunger. Before she could pulled away, its jaw was wide open and the sharp pointed teeth dug deep into the young flesh. The young victim's piercing scream echoed through the empty forest, as she attempted to free herself from its iron grip but the sweet taste of the blood had fueled its natural instinct to feed. She searched the forest floor with her left hand for anything to defend herself with, just as she was about to lose hope her hand got hold of the branch she broke off earlier and with a quick spell, a fire was lit. She burned the face of the werewolf and shoved the sharp end of the branch forcefully into its side then turned to run towards her house without hesitation.

She sprinted as fast as her legs could take her between the trees, her lungs were burning and her throat was dry. She had never been so scared in her life, she hugged her injured arm closer to her body as the house was in sight. She rushed through the back door, slammed it shut and ran upstairs to her bedroom.

Knowing that she was safe now in the house that was spelled, she clasped on the floor with her numbed body pressed against the door as she sobbed uncontrollably. She was glad her parents were not home yet but they would be soon, so she struggled out of her clothes and bathed her wounds, carefully wrapping a white cloth lined with healing herbs over her arm. She was exhausted from the events of the night and didn't want to explain the wounds to her parents so she went straight to bed and hid under the covers but somehow couldn't bring herself to sleep. The night turned out to be the worst night of her life, curiosity got the better of her. Her father had always warned her, "someday your recklessness will get you into trouble!" Now that she knew the consequences of her actions, it was too late.

A few moments later, she heard a sound from the front door. Her parents were home, that thought comforted her and her eyes closed slowly as sleep took over.

The door to the bedroom was opened letting in a small ray of light from the candles in the hallway, a woman with the same beautiful blond locks came in quietly. She walked up to the bed and kissed the young girl's forehead. And whispered.

"Goodnight, my sweet Caroline."

A few days after the incident in the forest, Caroline's bite mark on the arm was still not healing if anything it was getting worst and more painful each day. Having nightmares was not helping either, every time she closed her eyes she would see those gold eyes staring hungrily at her, haunting her. She felt as though it was watching her constantly, waiting for the perfect opportunity to make a move.

Although she managed to get away with lying to her parents about falling from a tree explaining the injuries but sooner or later they would get suspicious. She was not ready to tell her parents though, especially not her father.

Fortune was not on her side as she was feeling extremely tired and feverish today, she could not bring herself to get out of bed. She heard the door open and light footsteps coming towards the bed.

"Morning sleepy head," Liz was worried, "You've been acting strange these past few days. What's going on?"

She reached out to touch her daughter's arm which caused Caroline to wince in pain. Liz quickly took away the blanket and tend to her arm, slowly peeling away the bandage. She gasped in horror as she saw the deep bite mark with the black pus and blood coming out of the wound.

"Bill! Come quick!" Liz yelled. "Oh, honey. What did you do?"

Momentarily, a tall man with chestnut brown hair burst in the room.

"What's going on? What's wro-?" He exclaimed as he saw the mark on her arm. "Caroline? You were bitten?! You lied to us? I should've known something was wrong!" He examined closely at the wound.

"I'm sorry papa," Caroline managed to say between her shallow breaths. "Mama, it hurts so bad." She let out a soft cry.

"I don't think it's a good time to yell at her right now, Bill! She's been bitten, does that mean...that she is going to turn into one of them? Oh god! Please don't, not my baby girl!" She planted a kiss on her little girl's hand, trying to hold back the tears.

"No, she won't turn. It wasn't a new moon." He stopped to think for a second, something wasn't right. "But I don't understand how werewolf bites would affect us like this. I thought it only happens to vampires...unless" he trailed off.

"What are we going to do? Is there anything in your grimoire? A spell that we could do?"

"There's only one person who can save Caroline." Bill murmured as he stroked Caroline's hair. "Klaus."

Upon hearing that name, Caroline fell into the darkness and was unconscious.

If you managed to finish the chapter, thank you! You can have a big kiss from me! X

Sorry for the lack of Klaus and Klaroline in this chapter, I needed to set the backdrop of the story.

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