5x03 alternate scene: If Qetsiyah hadn't performed the spell on Stefan to remove Silas' mental powers.
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"Sorry to sound like a broken record, but, I like to the identity of my kidnappers." Katherine snapped as Nadia dragged her out of the bushes. "Who are you? And, what do you want?"
Nadia stopped and turned to her. "Ask me again, and I'll sew your mouth shut." she snapped ferosiously.
They both turned around to find Silas leaning against Nadia's car, smirking in obvious amusement at them.
Katherine suddenly felt exhausted; another enemy after her-again. What was it about her? Whatever it was he wanted, she wouldn't go down without a fight, she was sure of that.
"Silas, of course it's you." she spat at him, shifting away as far as possible away from them, without breaking her arm from Nadia's tight grip. Silas seemed undettered by her venomous tone, and seemed to be ignoring her, turning his attention instead to Nadia.
"What are you doing here?" Nadia asked, sounding confused.
"GPS Tracker!" Silas announced proudly, picking it up and showing them, clearly pleased with himself. "It's even better than a locator spell," he flipped the GPS over in his hand, then tossed it carelessly to the ground, standing up and stepping towards them.
"Thank you, for, working so quickly, Nadia." Silas added sarcastically, now only about a few feet away from them.
"I'm not ready to hand her over yet." Nadia replied, pulling Katherine behind her.
"Ah, that's right. Your fascinating unfinished business that I don't care about." Silas sighed in a bored tone.
"Get out of my head." Nadia said and stepped towards him, so they were inches apart.
"What are you two talking about?" Katherine asked, feeling stupid, and mildly annoyed that she was left out of the loop.
Silas ignored her again, and said to Nadia, "Let go of her arm." Katherine could feel the power radiating off him, pushing at Nadia as she complied, begrudgingly. She instinctively knew trying to run wouldn't work. It made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up on end, and she felt truly afraid. Klaus hadn't been this bad. She could outrun, outwit and outsmart him anyday, but if Silas could compel anyone and everyone as she had been told, then she had no-one left to trust, apart from maybe Jeremy, who would gladly watch her die.
"Now I want you to pull out your gun. And aim it at your heart." he instructed. Katherine's eyes flickered to the vampire as she very reluctantly and slowly, removed the gun from it's holster and brought it up to her chest. She wore a steely mask, no fear, no emotion was written on her face.
And Katherine kind of respected her for that. It reminded her of herself. She briefly wondered why he didn't order Nadia to take off her sunlight protection instead of knocking herself out, but then rationalised that maybe he didn't have time, or he needed her for something else.
"Good," he remarked, his face also emotionless. Katherine would have thought he would have looked smug over the power he had over them, but he seemed... sad. He clearly hadn't wanted this life to go this way, he couldn't have seen it coming. Alone in a cave for two millenia really didn't help him either, it had made him bitter and hateful, as it would anyone.
So Katherine pitied him, aswell as feared him, but was she going to go down with him? Become a sacrifical lamb for him to be with his love, whilst she ended up alone in a supernatural purgatory?
Hell, no.
"Now, pull, the trigger." his voice broke her out of her thoughts. He glanced at Katherine in confusion as he spoke to Nadia. Katherine blinked at him, then remembered with a fearful jolt that he could read people's minds, and had probably heard everything she had just thought about him.
The explosion from the gun made Katherine jump back in surprise, although she knew it would happen. It made her ears ring and she winced in pity for Nadia, who had crumpled to the ground unconcious, the gun spinning away from her. A large, shockingly vivid, red stain was rapidly spreading across the front of her shirt, ruining it.
"Get in the car." Silas told her, grabbing her hand, opening the passenger door next to the driver's seat and throwing her in, despite her heavy resistance, kicking and clawing at him. He got in next to her, turned to her, and said, "Don't try to escape, don't tell anyone where you are or get help and do exactly what I tell you."
Now Katherine could feel his power on her, pressing on her brain, forcing her to obey. It was a lot more powerful than vampire compulsion, all right. She had never felt that way under normal compulsion. She huffed in annoyance, and leaned away from him and towards the window. She thought she saw him smirk at her out of the corner of her eye, before starting up the car and driving down the road.
"Why do you want me anyway?" she asked, after a few moments of thick, tense silence, curiousity overriding fear.
"That's for me to know, and you to find out." Silas smiled smugly.
Katherine sighed in annoyance. Why couldn't the Big Bads just explain themselves for a change? It was getting rather boring.
"I hate you." she turned away from him, conveying as much disgust into her voice as possible. She didn't expect him to be fazed by her comment, but he looked rather stung and hurt. He blinked several times and gritted his teeth, quickly smoothing out the emotions on his face before Katherine could be completely sure of their existence in the first place.
She wondered if it was because she sounded like Amara, or it was because of her herself.
Or maybe, he was just like other people, who were insulted by comments like that. She felt a twinge of pity for him. He had been human once before, long ago. They all had been. And, in a way, it shaped them, who they were in the long run, their feelings, their experiances in particular.
She thought if that was the case, no wonder he was who he was today.
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