Chapter: 2. The Recreation.
There was a long moment of silence.
Before the laughter started.
Klaus' laughs echoed throughout the otherwise quiet room much to Viktorya's shock as she was sure there had been nothing funny about anything she had said. She stood there, arms crossed in front of her chest, staring at the clock on the wall; Counting the seconds it took for Klaus to regain his composure.
116 seconds.
116 seconds later, Klaus was standing upright again, completely composed; The only evidence left of his laughter were the small tugs of a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. "For a second, I thought you were serious." He chuckled, waiting for his sister to say something; But when she didn't, he knew she hadn't been joking and suddenly turned serious.
"...And here I thought mother was the crazy one in this family. What you're asking me to do is not simple, Viktorya!" Klaus' voice rose in volume with every word spoken; Filled with anger from his dashed hopes of continuing his creation of hybrids. He walked away from her, although not entirely making up his mind to dismiss the idea just yet, especially since he had no other options; And paced the walkway in front of the lit fireplace as Viktorya tried to talk some reason into him.
"Nik, listen to me." She stopped Klaus by the arm and forced him to face her so he was giving his full attention. "This is the only way you're going to be able to create anymore hybrids, let alone, an army of them."
Klaus pulled back his arm, freeing himself from her hold, but remained his attention on her. "Let me explain how things work in Mystic Falls, Viktorya, because I had to learn this the hard way. It doesn't matter whether you have a plan A, a plan B, a plan C; A plan for every letter of the alphabet. As long as the Salvatore's are alive, they will all fail. If I do what you're asking, and it goes wrong, which it will. I will never be able to create another hybrid. Ever."
"You can't create a hybrid now! You've got nothing to lose, but everything to gain from this. What happened to the Klaus that would bend every which way to see to it that his hybrids can be made?!" Viktorya shouted.
"You want to re-curse me!" Klaus shouted back.
"...Don't think of it like that. Think of it as a... Gifted curse." Viktorya spoke quickly, trying to convince him to trust her before he said 'No' to her idea completely. "You spent a thousand years trying to break a curse Mother put on you, this curse will only take you a month." She put her hand back on Klaus' upper arm, that time more gently as she continued to speak. "This is the only way, Nik. You'll just have to trust me. Come the full moon next month; You'll re-break the curse, be a full hybrid again, and have a new doppelgänger bloodline to start creating your army that night."
She grew quiet for a moment, letting the impact of her words sink in; Knowing that what she was asking for her brother to do was a huge compromise for him, to help further persuade, she continued, speaking softly. "I'll find a young, viable new intended doppelgänger with an over-bearing parent; We'll use her blood for the binding spell, you'll kill her for the sacrifice, and her weepy mommy or daddy will do the same exact spell that John Gilbert did to save Elena. And once she wakes up, a new doppelgänger bloodline will be born. Then none of us will ever have to deal with the Salvatores again. This is a no-fail plan, Nik."
After a moment of Klaus' silence, she nodded and pulled away; Knowing a decision like that needed to be thought over, even for someone as impulsive as him. She headed towards the door to leave him alone with his thoughts to think it over.
"Where are you going?"
"To see a witch. I've never let you down, I don't intend on starting to now. I expect your decision when I get back." She spoke to Klaus with her back to him as she walked out the front door.
"Hello, Bonnie. We haven't officially met. I'm Viktorya."
Viktorya could tell from the expression on Bonnie's face that an introduction hadn't been necessary, but it had been fun to give one none-the-less; She knew word traveled fast among Elena's small group of friends, leaving her identity hidden from none of them. She also knew she wasn't likely to get an invitation into the witch's home.
But she didn't need one.
Before giving the witch time to slam the door in her face, or even speak for that matter, she took a step through the threshold, pushing Bonnie off to the side. "Wh-ha..." Leaving the young girl pressed against the open door with a baffled look on her face as to how an uninvited vampire just freely walked into her house.
Right as Viktorya turned back around to speak, facing Bonnie; The witch decided not to take any chances and locked her eyes fiercely on the Original, hoping she was powerful enough to at least render the vamp motionless for a few seconds to allow her to concoct another plan for escape. Unfortunately for Bonnie, that didn't work.
Un-naive to what the witch was up to, Viktorya grabbed Bonnie by the throat and slammed her against the wall, effortlessly pinning her to it with one hand while holding her in place.
"I'm sorry, are you trying to do something?" Viktorya glared, tightening her already tight grip on Bonnie's throat; Leaving the witch the only one in pain after her failed attempt at giving Viktorya a magical brain aneurysm. "I got one better."
Viktorya suddenly let Bonnie drop to her knees where she clutched both sides of her head and screamed in agony from the pain. But Vik let up just before she knew the witch was about to pass out and made another grab for her, pinning her back to the wall; Where Bonnie's shrieks turned into painful whimpers and heavy gasps for air. "No, no, don't pass out, Bonnie. Trust me, you won't like the things I'll do to you if you're unconscious." Viktorya chimed in a melodic voice, teasing without remorse for the witch's pain.
"Why are you doing this?" Bonnie managed to choke out as a few tears fell from her wet eyes; Her fingers clawing at Viktorya's tight grasp, trying to get even the littlest relief. Her question was answered with a very simple answer.
"Because, Bonnie, how else is anyone in this damn town going to know I'm dead serious when my brother gives idle threats? Klaus may have a lot of bark and a killer bite. But, I'm the one with no desire to keep anyone alive."
Bonnie gulped. Hard. "How are you a -"
"A witch anda vampire? Sorry, that's going to have to be my little secret. Let's just say I know some really powerful witches who don't play by the rules." Viktorya's head tilted to the side as she smiled smugly.
"Now you're going to finally give a reason for your pathetic existence by helping Klaus continue to create his hybrids." Bonnie's eyes widened at Viktorya's words, realizing the vampire's agenda and shook her head; She had learned the consequences of using black magic the hard way, she wasn't willing to go back down that road again. For her sake, or her Grams.
"I'm not going to help you." Bonnie stated weakly, mustering every bit of strength she had to try and stand her ground, but Viktorya wasn't having any of it.
"It's not your help I need, Bonnie. I do need something from you though."
"I'm not giving you anything." Even with it becoming increasingly harder for Bonnie to breath under Vik's tortuously tight hold, the witch remained defiant against Viktorya.
"That's okay. I'm much more of a taker anyway. Tell the witch spirits I said hi." And with that, Viktorya shoved her hand through Bonnie's chest and ripped out her beating heart; Holding the bleeding organ between her fingers as she stared down at Bonnie's lifeless body. "And now the world has one less Bennett bitch to deal with. Score one for me."
