live2write123: hello fellow Klaroline fans! I don't know about you, but if you've seen the new episode, Before Sunset, OMG you know how I'm feeling right about now. mini spoiler alert!: i'm happy but even more upset/frustrated. -_- i think the writers should REALLY take their viewers into account before they create a new episode and give us want we want! and we want KLAROLINE! :D

anywho, onto the story :). this chapter is a flashback scene in Season 2 when Klaus and Elijah are about to meet Katerina (aka Katherine) for the first time in 1492. Little did anyone know that Caroline was also there in secret, watching them from afar and learning any information she could use as an advantage. please enjoy, review and thank you for reading! :D the reviews and favourites encourage me to write more and it gives me reassurance that i'm doing a good job and more importantly, it reassures me that you enjoy each chapter! :)

ps. this chapter also explains an idea leading up to the reasons why Caroline had grown to hate Klaus and was always waiting for her opportunity to have her revenge on him.

Chapter Two: Over My Dead Body

Flashback (London, England - 1492)

The moment she had arrived, she had dreaded ever showing up at this noble birthday party, masquerading herself as a typical socialite to grant immediate permission into the grand castle in all of London. She was indulging herself with a few glasses of red wine and fellow, self-assured noblemen, laughing charmingly at their every petty and desperate flattery to her beauty or paying regards to her long, purple, sleeveless dress. Her hair was shorter then the last time she had seen him, only reaching to her mid-back, but her human maid back at her cottage had French-braided her hair before arriving to the event tonight. But there was a reason she was here. Not to spend one day in the lifestyle of great wine, beautiful dresses and flattering nobles to talk to. And more importantly, she would never deliberately risk herself from being caught in the role of a false noblewoman. Especially if he ever found out that she was still alive, he would never grant her freedom ever again.

"Where is this mystery girl of which you speak?"

Caroline had easily blocked out the chattering humans in the room and the faint music playing in the background to capture the familiar, British voice of Elijah Mikaelson. He truly was born to be a noblemen of these realms, and from what little time Caroline had learnt from him in the past, he was utterly loyal and clever. Until recently, he and his younger brother had posed themselves as British nobles, throwing a party every night and in search of a special human whom they were desperately struggling to find her location. According to Caroline's research, a lower-class nobleman vampire with the name of Trevor had claimed to have found her and tonight was the night he would present her to Elijah for his own personal gain. Well, let's just say there was a reward for whoever could find this mystery girl that would make any lower-class undoubtedly higher. Financially and socially.

"Right this way."

Caroline watched from the corner of her eye from the opposite side of the room as Trevor turned his back on Elijah and led the way to this mystery girl. When they had finally reached her, Trevor introduced the girl as Katerina Petrova, a long-haired brunette with the perfect olive skin tone and big, brown doe-eyes to match her heart-shaped face. She was beautiful in her long burgundy gown, looking admiringly at Elijah as he kissed the back of her hand after she had curtsied to him out of pure respect. Caroline quickly studied the human girl from head to toe before turning to continue her rambling conversation among the young noblemen. But for the most of her meaningless banter, she kept her ears pried to the conversation between the three.

"Where is this mysterious host I have heard so much about?" Katerina asked, curiously and slightly flirtatiously.

"Fashionably late." Elijah explained, incompletely. This comment made Caroline snort back her laughter and resist the temptation to role her eyes. Knowing the man she once knew and loved, he was merely in his room upstairs, drinking from the neck of a naive and compelled woman that had disappeared from the party earlier tonight. "He likes to make an entrance." He added.

Indeed he does. Caroline thought to herself in agreement.

Only for a moment did Caroline's undead heart had stopped the blood flow in her body. "Here he is." There was no need for Elijah's declaration to his brother's delayed arrival to his own party. She could feel his presence even though she desperately attempted to ignore it. The entire atmosphere had changed for her in an instant. But she couldn't get distracted. Not tonight. Tonight was about Katerina and to find out what was this new, mysterious obsession he held towards this mortal girl. But the fact that he was here, in the same room as her, she felt as though it would be her last night if he ever found her here. He would either, imprison her, question her and never let her go again or kill her at first for disappearing, faking her death, and never making an appearance to him sooner.

"Katerina," Elijah began the formal introduction, "may I introduce to you, the Lord Niklaus?"

Sensing the girl's fear, she slowly curtsied while his eyes followed her every moment. She was intrigued, but also frightened at the man's handsome facial features. Caroline had been there, done that. He gently picked up her hand, bringing it to his lips and kissed it as his eyes alluring bore in hers. "Niklaus was the name my father gave me. Please," he hesitated as he dropped her hand out of his grasp and the famous devilish smirk played on his lips, "call me Klaus." The same smile Caroline had fell for countless times in the past.

By the time the party was halfway over, Elijah had left Katerina with Niklaus, bidding them farewell and wishing his brother a Happy Birthday, after Niklaus had requested 'a moment alone with her'. Caroline sat, alone and tediously, at one of the tables, sipping small amounts of her fiftieth silver chalice of red glass, looking through the crowd of conversing nobles until she found a woman that was discreetly escaping from the stairs Niklaus had descended from. If she was going to stay here longer then she had hoped for, she quickly finished her drink and followed the servant girl outside into the darkness.

Caroline crept up behind the girl and wrapped her arms around her, covering the girl's mouth with one of her hands while her arm refrained the girl from struggling out of her bizarrely tight grasp.

She quickly spun the maid around and faced her, looking into her eyes and compelling her instantly. "Do not be afraid of me, do not scream or run from me. Are you a maid of the Lord Niklaus?" She hated using his fake title. It burned her tongue as if it was vervain, but it was necessary in this situation.

The girl slowly nodded. "Yes." She responded, distantly.

"Do you feed him your blood regularly?"

"Yes." The girl answered with the same tone.

"Okay, now I want you to listen me. Heed my every word. Tonight, after everyone has left this party, I wish for you to go to his chambers when he has requested you for blood. But when he has finished, I want you to listen to every word he discusses to his brother, the Lord Elijah. Only if he allows you to stay in the room. Tomorrow morning, find me in this forest and report back to me every word that you have heard. But under any circumstances, do not tell him about me. If you are allowed to remain in the room, do not make anything out of the ordinary or obvious to him about this agreement, okay?"

"Yes, I will not tell him a single word of this agreement."

"Thank you, now if anyone asks why you were outside, you needed fresh air."

"Yes, I needed fresh air."

"Good, and by the time you get inside, you will act normally."

"Yes, I will act normally."

"Now leave."

Without another word, she turned around and slowly walked to the doors of the castle before disappearing behind them. Caroline smirked evilly to herself, admiring the castle from the outside. If he wouldn't talk of his plans tonight and in front of everyone, she would have ears on the inside to discover his strategy and reason for his sudden interest to a human girl. Without a second glance, Caroline disappeared into the night, vowing to know what he had up his sleeve.

The following morning, Niklaus's maid had reported back to Caroline in the forest. The only difference was that it was daylight, Elijah had chased Katherine around the outskirts of the castle's garden, in order to keep her preoccupied after Niklaus had failed to return from the night. And when he finally did, the collar and front of his shirt was bloodied in patches. He lied and claimed a wrong village picked a fight at the tavern. But like every night, he had spent the night at a local brothel, indulging himself in the presence of compelled prostitutes who would just die to gain a minute of his worthy attention. It made Caroline sick to witness the beast he had become after so many years.

Niklaus's maid had discovered that he had etched a scroll, indicating a certain ritual that he had wanted to perform for centuries to break a curse of some sort but couldn't because he never gained the last ingredient to the ritual. For her second demand, Caroline had the girl trade clothes with her and to hide and wait until she returned. Caroline dressed herself as an ordinary maid in Niklaus's maid's place just in case a staff member caught her in the halls. Niklaus was busy with Katerina and Elijah had left to town for business. The castle was practically empty. She had tiptoed into his chambers, looking through every scattered piece of parchment and making sure she hadn't moved anything from its exact spot, until she found a Roman parchment. Luckily, she could easily understand every word.

It read of exactly what his maid had stated, but this was more in depth. It was indeed a ritual to break an thousand-year-old curse that was placed onto Niklaus by a very powerful witch immediately after he was changed into a vampire. It revealed what Niklaus truly was and how he could be his true self once again if he simply followed this procedure. A half-vampire, half-werewolf mixture. Caroline had never heard of such a strange and unique creation to walk this earth, but it appears that, according to this parchment, Niklaus was a cross between the vampire and werewolf gene, but something was stopping him from completely the ritual. And somehow, it all made sense now. Three deaths and three blood types were essential to break this curse. And one of the three deaths and blood types involved Katerina Petrova, the missing link that Niklaus would need to break his curse. In the end, all of this was for his personal gain. Death. Blood. All of it was for him to restore himself to his original form. But over Caroline's dead body would she let that happen.

That night, when Niklaus and Elijah were about to retire for the night, Caroline had Niklaus's maid to steal a servant's clothing and to give it to her as her last demand before erasing the girl's memory of their association together. Caroline had no intention to directly listen into their conversation by being there with them in the room, but when the time had come, Caroline stood outside their study and through the thin doors, she quietly eavesdropped.

"The moon is full tomorrow, brother." Klaus announced, triumphantly. "After all these centuries, it is finally time."

"I have been to see the witches." Elijah explained, casually. "They believe they have found a way to spare the doppelganger."

"What does it matter if she lives or not? She's a means to an end, that is all." Klaus said, coldly.

"What, she should she die for your gain?"

Klaus continued to speak poorly of humans. "She is human. Her life means nothing."

"How amusing," Caroline thought to herself. "The last time I had been in the life of Niklaus, he was rather fond of the lifestyle of humans. But that was ancient history ago. And people change. He certainly had."

But Elijah, the desperate man to make everyone happy out of this situation, was persistent to change his brother's mind. "I beg you consider this."

After a moment a silence, Klaus whispers softly, "are you so foolish to care for her?"

"Of course not." Elijah dejected instantly, although his voice had a trace of dishonesty.

"Love is a vampire's greatest weakness," Klaus murmurs once again as his words clenched at Caroline's heart, "and we are not weak. We do not feel, and we do not care."

"We did once." Elijah opposed, sadly.

"Too many lifetimes ago to matter. Tell the witches not to bother. The sacrifice will happen as planned." Klaus said, taking his leave into his chambers.

Refusing to allow the burning tears behind Caroline's eyes, she fled out of the castle, through the thick forest and into her cottage. She buried herself into her bed and cried herself to sleep, his words burned her ears as they echoed throughout the walls of her memory. She now truly believed that there was no-point in saving Niklaus's evil soul, a life that clearly does not wish to be saved any time soon. However... there was still Katerina Petrova, the innocent's life who was worth saving. And if it was the last thing Caroline Forbes ever did, she would be the one to ruin Niklaus's plans to ever kill another human for his own gain. She would never allow it again. Not after the destruction and bloodshed he had caused to her village centuries ago.