Hi everyone! Ok, so this is just a little series of oneshots/ drabbles that I'll be writing. I'm going back to school next week so I don't think I'll have a lot of time to update my stories but I'll be updating this one every week to make up. I apologize in advance if any of them are crazy, my imagination sometimes just seems to run away with me.

-This one is an alternative version of Ending Like No Other chapter 1 (when I was debating on whether to include Freya and Ansel).

I hope you enjoy :D

"It's meant to be this way." Freya spoke as she stood beside her father who kept his gaze locked onto Klaus. Mikael wiped Klaus' blood off his knuckle, the hybrid's split lip began to knit itself back again but the trail of the red liquid running down his chin remained allowing it to drip into his shirt and soak in.

"Freya! We trusted you!" Rebekah screamed as she tried to pull the stake from her shoulder but failed as Freya used her magic to lock it back into her muscles. "Why?!" She screamed.

"Dahlia promised me my freedom in exchange for your existence." After a beat she stepped forth looking at each Mikaelson: Rebekah as she was pinned to the wall by the stake in her shoulder with eyes full of anger and betrayal, Elijah as he lost his composure and struggled to break free of the magical metal vervain chains that were wrapped tightly around his torso trapping his arms beside him. Klaus, the man whose jaw was clenched, his eyes were full of contempt at the two stood before him.

"So the moment we took you in, it was all a ruse?" Elijah asked, his voice shook with underlying rage as he glared at the blond witch.

"I did what I had to do."

"But it's not over yet." Klaus hissed, his lips curled up into a smirk as he began pacing in front of them whilst scrutinizing the pair.

"Klaus, we both know how this is going to end, just make it easier on yourself." Freya said with fake sincerity earning a scoff.

"Ah Freya, the lost child, I'm genuinely awed at how you've survived having your head full of martyr thoughts. You are quite remarkable."

"Says the worthless boy," Mikael bellowed back defending his daughter "the beast who destroys everything he touches or comes close to." He chuckled before his eyes flickered to the balcony behind the hybrid, "Even your son tried to get rid of you."

"Klaus…" Klaus turned to the choking voice, his eyes widened as he saw Marcel, Camille and Kol hovering in mid-air on the balcony as they grasped their throats. Klaus looked back at Freya who smirked as she raised her hand and made a tightening motion, he heard the trio begin spluttering behind him.

"You'll pay for touching them." Klaus hissed. Mikael gave him a smirk before he launched himself at his step-son. Klaus was ready for the attack and reached out wanting to thrust his hand into the man's chest but failed and grasped his neck instead with all his strength, Mikael kicked his legs wanting to make him kneel before him but was swung round to be thrown into the stone wall instead. Klaus gritted his teeth as he ran at Mikael but slowed to an eventual stop as his head was filled with pounding, he spun facing Freya who watched him intently her lips turning up at the corners.

"Ah…" Klaus moaned as he fell to his knees with the pain overwhelming him. He felt the sizzling run across his temples down towards the back of his neck, it was a burning sensation he had only felt a fraction of before with other witches. Freya was much, much, stronger.

Mikael grinned as he flashed up and ambled towards Klaus' kneeling body, the latter continued to clutch his head tightly. "Why thank you Freya…" The older man before kicking his foot against Klaus' back making him collapse to the floor, he turned the hybrid over and knelt beside him one leg up as he rested his arm on it, his hand took Klaus' chin firmly, "I always knew you were weak." He hissed before getting ready to plunge his hand into Klaus chest.

"No!"

"Nik!"

Both Rebekah and Elijah screamed out, fighting for a way to break out of their confines and aid their brother who was writhing in agony as Freya continued her onslaught. All five had their eyes locked onto the scene. They held their breaths as they watched Mikael lunge his hand towards Klaus' chest.

But they were suddenly stunned.

Stunned as a brunette man crashed into Mikael with force knocking him away from Klaus.

"Keep your filthy hands away from my son." He bellowed out taking a protective stance in front of the hybrid still writhing on the floor before he came to a still and his eyes widened as he spotted the man with his back to him glaring at Mikael. The latter flashed up analysing the brunette before recognition hit him and a dark chuckle left his mouth.

"This is…priceless." He spoke with a mincing undertone, "I killed you once, I'd gladly do it again."

"Touch him and she's dead." A voice rang out echoing throughout the room. Mikael looked at her trying to place her but couldn't find any recollection of the woman who now stood behind Freya with her arm wrapped around the witch's neck and a silver dagger aimed at her heart.

Klaus' head snapped to the side finding the hard voice he knew well. He observed her, her blond hair seemed longer, her stance straighter as if she had faced the world and defeated it already. Her eyes were calculating as they stared straight into Mikael's without breaking the gaze.

"Caroline?" Rebekah whispered thought the whole room heard. Caroline nodded but never let her eyes leave Mikael's, she had been told story upon story about him, she had even witnessed his onslaught, his behaviour, his actions…she had seen and forged a hefty mark over his head. She wanted him dead. It was how it was always meant to be.

"The one and only." She whispered, her breath running past Freya's ear as she held her closely.

Marcel, Davina and Camille collapsed immediately after Caroline had got to Freya, they supported themselves against the balcony as they tried to catch their breaths.

Ansel held his hand out for Klaus to take, after a moment's hesitation he grasped it and pulled himself up finding the brunette man still standing protectively in front of him.

"It's been a while, Ansel."

"That it has, Mikael." Mikael's lip curled up in disgust before he looked at Klaus and grinned.

"Well boy, ready to meet the beast who never came looking for you? Let's have at it shall we. This, boy, is the man who abandoned you all those years ago." Klaus remained emotionless as he blankly stared at Mikael hoping with all hope that what the latter hinted at was nothing but another ruse.

"He's lying." Ansel spoke, his voice hardening.

"I suppose you'll never know." He murmured before flashing towards Klaus who had been momentarily distracted by Ansel, Mikael pushed Ansel out of the way making his crumble to the floor as he grasped Klaus and came to stand opposite Caroline who tightened her hold on Freya and moved the dagger closer to her chest. "Now, Caroline, release my daughter." The blond glanced at Ansel who straightened up and kept his eyes on Klaus, she looked at the hybrid herself before returning her gaze to Mikael.

"Let Klaus go…and I'll think about it." She replied with a light smirk. Mikael gritted his teeth before smirking as he pulled out a white oak stake and slowly pressed it against Klaus' chest whilst the latter looked at the weapon with wide eyes.

"Now where did you get that from?" He said in an ice cold tone covering the fear that ran through him.

"Would you believe me if I told you I'd simply found it." Klaus furrowed his brow, the stake was supposed to be safely locked up in his personal vault in his art studio back at the mansion, how the hell had it gotten into Mikael's hands? "I can sense you're a vampire, little girl, so I'm going to tell you once more, release Freya, or I'll use the stake on the boy and come after you next."

Caroline didn't move.

"You can't kill me, I have a protection spell on myself so your little dagger will do absolutely nothing." Caroline smirked as she tilted her head closer to Freya's keeping her eyes on Mikael as she spoke.

"But this little dagger will strip you of your magic leaving you defenceless." Caroline spoke, "A little gift from the 'Other Side'." She murmured into her ear though they all heard.

Mikael looked at Freya, he couldn't lose her, not again. So instead he decided to distract the blond vampire, "That friend of yours, the Bennett witch. Did she recover after our little…rendezvous?" He tilted his head, the blonde swallowed. "She did seem weakened after our encounter, though I must say her blood was exquisite. But she's dead now, isn't she?" Mikael faked a pout before he lit up, "But I'm sure Freya could bring your friend back, couldn't you my daughter?"

"I'm sure I could, I have more magic than the Bennett line, all it would take would be a quick spell."

Mikael suppressed the smirk as he saw Caroline's eyes water, Freya raised her hands slowly and set them against the blonde's arm lightly, "I can bring her back, Caroline. It'd only take a moment." She could feel the hold on her neck loosen slightly so she kept going. "She was your best friend right?"

"Don't listen to her!" Rebekah screamed as she watched Caroline nod her head lightly at Freya's words.

"I can bring her back, she'll be here just like she was then." Her voice was so soft and reassuring.

"All you have to do it let Freya go so she bring her back, you'd like that wouldn't you?"

Freya held back the smirk as she felt Caroline slowly release her, the blond let the dagger slip from her fingers as tears ran down her cheek. "You can bring her back?" Freya heard Caroline whisper.

"Of course." The witch replied.

The others watched in disbelief, they saw Caroline step back and become obscured by Freya. "She was lying! You stupid twit!" Rebekah screamed.

Freya smirked keeping her back to Caroline as she picked up the dagger in her fingers before she turned ready to kill the baby vampire.

Bang.

A gunshot rang through the entire building, everyone's eyes widened as they saw Freya's body fall to the ground revealing Caroline stood with a gun grasped in her hands.

"Bitch." Caroline murmured.

"No!" Mikael yelled out, his voice was suddenly cut off as Caroline strode towards him and unloaded her gun, she hit his chest then his knees, she aimed at his hand causing him to drop the stake in shock. Klaus stepped aside slowly as he watched Mikael fall and clutch at the wounds.

"These bullets were made for you…" Caroline whispered just as another bang sounded but originated from Mikael's body itself, another rang out as bits of flesh spluttered away from his chest. "Enjoy."

She continued to stride closer before standing over him and glaring at him darkly. "This for what you did a thousand years ago…" she shot him three times all aimed at his heart causing him to scream and writhe, "and this…this one's for Bonnie." She aimed at his head and put all the bullets she had left into his skull, each exploding in his head one by one as blood splattered across Caroline who remained unfazed.

Moments passed after the last bang went out, Caroline tilted her head studying Mikael's mangled body before she picked up the white oak stake and tossed it towards Klaus who stared at her. "He's all yours…"