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3. Freedom is power.
When Katherine reached the Salvatore's house she walked in like she owned the place. She smirked to herself, wondering how she did it, then she froze knowing the only possible answer. She took more steps into the house, her heels making loud clicking noises whenever she took a step.
She continued to smirk as she heard someone approach her from behind. 'Hello Damon' she said and turned to see him standing there. Katherine smiled at the oldest Salvatore, thrilled at the confused look on his face.
'You are not meant to be here. Elijah-' he stopped talking as if he had trailed off in thought. Katherine just smiled at him and moved closer 'You killed him right? Little well known fact, if you kill an original vampire – compulsion wears off' she smirked and trailed her hand down his cheek then neck and then chest, looking absolutely thrilled with herself.
Damon just stood there, staring at her with a strange expression, his eyes looking over her entire body, especially her cleavage. Katherine sighed and took a few steps deeper into the house 'So where is he? Where is Elijah's body?' she asked with a soft, fake smile on her face.
Damon looked at her sceptically, 'Like I'd tell you' he said snarkily, moving into the parlour of their house to drink a scotch. Katherine followed him and smiled sweetly, 'Oh come on Damon, we are closer than this. Don't you remember Damon? No rules, just fun! Where is Elijah's body?' she spoke with flair, her plans finally making their way back into her head.
She stopped frozen when she saw the dagger on the table. 'I thought Elijah was dead?' she whispered hectically, picking up the dagger with a frown, holding it up to Damon. He just looked at her and smiled his little humourless smile 'He is dead Katherine' he muttered, pouring himself a scotch. I laughed at him bitterly 'Actually Damon, if this isn't in his body, then he isn't' she half yelled at him, keeping the dagger and turning to leave. 'Katherine! The dagger… give it back' he called after her, but she was already gone.
Damon frowned and flashed down to the basement with panic. 'Shit!' he exclaimed and punched the wall, causing bricks to fly everywhere. Damon was about to run after Katherine when a thought occurred to him. Perhaps she was going to try and use the dagger on Elijah, and that would solve two of his problems. He lent against the wall and smirked, content that soon he would no longer have to deal with Katherine. Or Elijah.
Elijah sprinted back to the Martin's, his breath getting caught in his throat. After only being alive for a few short seconds, Elijah's body was still adjusting. Elijah slammed the door down to their apartment and then opened his mouth in shock. There was blood all over the walls, and there were two bodies lying in the middle of the room.
Luka and Jonas' bodies of course. He walked in and looked around with a frown, cursing the eldest Salvatore with all he had. 'Oh don't blame Damon, you see, I was very bored and this just… seemed like fun' Elijah turned at hearing this to see Katherine standing by the door, smirking at him.
Elijah's chest gave a leap before he realised that he should not be feeling that right now, or ever really. Not for Katherine. Elijah tried to glare at her, tried to be upset at her. But he just couldn't. Seeing her was – unfortunately – the highlight of his day, and he didn't have the energy to be mad at her. Instead he just sighed and stared at her for a long time, like he was expecting her to say something.
Katherine smirked to herself. Killing the Martin's had been fun. They didn't even see her coming, when she posed as Elena it was only too easy to be invited in. She had claimed that she needed to talk to Elijah and she didn't know where to find him. Luka had let her in, and she walked in happily.
That was when Jonas Martin came out and frowned at her. She killed him first, in seconds she snapped his neck, and then fed of little Luka. She smirked remembering and tilted her head to the side. 'I didn't mean to make so much of a mess but Luka did not want to die' she whispered leaning against the door frame and smiling at him sweetly.
Katherine did not like what was happening on his face, the confusion there, like he was wondering whether or not to kill her. Katherine began to second guess her little plan, perhaps she had not thought everything through.
Of course she hadn't though, she had no idea where to take it now. Killing the Martin's was as far as her plan went. Of course, she had the dagger still, tucked safely away in her jacket where Elijah couldn't see it, but she couldn't use it.
Even if she wanted to. Katherine's smile began to fade as she realised what could happen. She had drank more vervain of course, so he couldn't compel her, but that was not what she was afraid of right now. Katherine stood up and looked at Elijah, her smile only barely on her lips.
Elijah was frowning, his brain going into overdrive. 'What do you want Katerina?' he asked her, moving towards her slowly. With every step he took towards her, Elijah felt his heart give a tug, he tried to ignore it best he could. But he knew that sooner or later, he was going to do something he would regret. Or worse. Not regret.
Elijah stopped moving when he was about a metre away from her. 'What I want' Katherine whispered at him, moving around him to stand in the Martin's living room, she pulled the dagger out of her jacket and smiled 'is something which you can't give to me' she smirked, looking back at him. Her brown eyes glimmering sweetly back at him.
Elijah let out a shaky breath, looked at her and trying to do it with hatred but he couldn't. He froze when he saw the dagger in her hands, not worried that she would kill him. But worried that she would kill herself by killing him.
Elijah cursed internally at this thought and moved to take it from her. But she was expecting it, she jumped out of his way and smirked 'Uh – uh Elijah. This is mine now' she purred, sitting on the couch which was one of the only bits of furniture without blood on it.
Elijah looked around at the room once more, taking in the wonder of Katherine's work. She conducted her plan with such care, leaving the couch with no blood on it at all for this very purpose.
You had to admire Katherine for some things, and her scheme making was definitely one. Elijah saw the amazing care in which the blood was spattered on the walls, it was truly remarkable and he could not help but admire Katherine as he sat on the couch beside her. Trying his harders to glare at her.
So there. I said that Jonas and Luka would be IN it, not that they would be alive.
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