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Caroline's whole body tensed, her and the man's eyes locked assessing each other. The man was the first to react, he held the blade tight, running forward to attack the blonde.

Caroline shot up twisting around to land a kick to the dark haired man's stomach that had him skidding across the ground, taking leaves with him, Caroline stepped away from the wolf and his companion to settle in the middle of where the man's fallen body had landed.

He hissed getting back to his feet and came at her again, bringing the hand holding the blade forward to plunge into her heart.

Screw bringing her back alive, he would just have to tell his sire that he had no choice but to put his precious princess down in self-defense.

Caroline grabbed the man's wrist pulling it to the side, steering the blade away from her chest cavity, her other hand came up and clamped onto the knife transferring it from his hand to hers. She turned, her back to his, wrist still in hand she yanked sending him spiraling over her. He landed with a groan.

Caroline grabbed him by the shoulders bringing her knee up, sufficiently turning his nose into a broken bloody mess.

The man launched forward, gripping Caroline around the waist forcing her to the ground straddling her. His hand came to wrap its long fingers around her throat, keeping her still. The other hand snatched the blade from her, using her momentary distraction to slice a red line across her stomach.

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Klaus watched from a distance as the blue-eyed blonde and the dark haired man with a dagger fought for control of the situation. He felt a sort of pride for the girl, she clearly had the upper hand, her gracefulness corresponding with her lethal movements.

again he noticed her beauty, golden curls wild around her face, blue eyes alight like fire crackers, blood red lips parted from her heavy breathing. it was like he was in a trance because he was almost too late to see the grinning man force the petite girl to the ground.

Seeing the girl on the ground struggling, a feeling burned through Klaus' veins, something he hadn't experienced for another person since he was a human.

Fear,

and he didn't like it.

Watching the sharp blade getting closer to the girl that struck such a strong emotion in a man that doesn't feel, formed his next impulsive decision.

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"You know this could have gone so much easier if you would have just come quietly," he chuckled in exasperation.

Caroline bit her tongue to keep from reacting when he pressed the dagger into the wound, not to deep to be life threatening, but deep enough to seriously hurt.

"Its too bad though, your father is going to be dangerously upset, oh well," he finished raising his hand high in the air, the sun gleaming off the jagged edged sharp dagger.

"Awe is the puppet not so loyal to his master," Caroline grinned sweetly. really in no position to mock, but she just couldn't help herself.

"Oh I'm going to enjoy this," his arm came down.

Caroline quickly stopped the rushing strike, struggling to keep the sharp object at bay, the man grunted pushing harder, her strength was rapidly waning.

Caroline cried out as the pointed tip of the dagger slowly broke through the skin above her fast beating heart, just below her breast bone. her eyes shut, waiting for the impact of metal slicing through tissue.

It never came, instead she felt an impetus force.

Caroline's eyes flew open, looking over to her left, she was greeted by the horrible sight of the human man's throat being shredded, by a pair of inhumanly sharp canines, she flinched as his screams echoed off the forest trees then eventually died down with one last gurgle.

Once the man stopped moving, the wolf turned his attention to the pale girl next to him, trying to gauge her reaction.

She should feel terrified looking into the golden eyes of the beast who just ripped a human being to shreds, but she didn't, all she felt was gratitude. He saved her.

She was by no means a damsel in distress, she didn't expect a knight and shining armor to swoop in and rescue her. But the nieve little girl that was kept tight under lock and key. The one who still believed in fairy tales and happy endings, that girl... always hoped that somebody would save her, and he did, he saved her life. But her mind was a different story, she was far too damaged to be healed completely.

She was just another puppet after all.

And her master was just bidding his time before he decided wich string to pull next.


The next chapter will hopefully be up soon! Leave a comment and let me know if there is anything I need to work on.

-Dreams... :)