Hearing that Roger is Garrett's best friend was only the icing on the cake in her mind. What would hurt Roger, more than me wanting to kill him, other than me killing his best friend right in front of him? She thought as she glared at the man she screwed over to get away from Marylyn.
"My eyes are messing with me, right? Because, there's no way you're standing here right now." Roger says baffled. As far as he remembers, the last time he saw her, in his sober state of mind, was the time he walked in on her getting out of the shower.
Stepping out of Elijah's arms, "It's me, Roger. Unless, you're still drinking, which would tell you that this is all a dream." she says cold with the tiniest hint of reminiscence, as she places a hand on her hip, noting the reopening of her coat.
"A blast from the past, I'd say. How are you? How've you been? How's your mom?" he asks, getting a little beside himself.
"Ugh. This is why I don't visit those from my past." she turns slightly to Elijah, who observes as he resumes his usual stance with a single hand in his pocket.
"Who's this? I heard you got married. It's in all the papers. I didn't know how big a singer you got." he says walking towards her, gaping at her, still not believing she's really there.
"You know what, Roger? I'm gonna cut the crap and tell you why I'm really here." she smirks as she pushes him onto a nearby chair, taking him off guard, and she straddles him.
"And what does you in my lap, have to do with you telling me why you're here? You were like a stepdaughter to me." he struggles to look disgusted.
"You see, that is kind of the talk that has me here. I'm here to kill you."
"Kill me? You can't be serious!" she blurts out.
"Oh, but I am, Roger. I will kill you. But, not before I kill your best friend Garrett right in front of you." she breathes seductively as her gaze turns into a leer.
"Kit, you're not a murderer. You'd never hurt a fly. I know you." his voice starts to shake.
"How in the hell can you be so sure of what I am?" she growls demonically.
"Kitana! Enough!" Elijah calls to her drawing her attention for a split second, as she looks back at him and flashes to pleased smile.
"Fine. I'm done playing games." she shrugs before turning her attention back to Roger. "You will forget what I just told you. But, you will keep it in the back of your mind as if it's nothing but a distant thought of paranoia. You will say nothing to no one about this petty paranoid fear. And you will go on about your day as if you didn't even know that I was here." she breaks compulsion as she separates from him. "Well what do you know? It's opening hours." she smirks, stepping over to Elijah once more.
Mystic Falls - Mystic Falls Police Department
"Damon, you can't just barge in here and start making demands." Liz almost shouts to me as I pace her office, looking for any shred that she's lying to me.
"You know where she is, don't you, Liz? Admit it!" I shout as I riffle through her filing cabinet.
"I'm doing everything I can, Damon. When she was spotted in Chambersburg, it was too late to even draw your attention."
"How do you know it was too late?" I eye her for a second.
"Because, she, a man identified as Elijah Mikaelson and another woman, were leaving Wilson College. It doesn't take a genius to figure they were leaving Pennsylvania." she says.
"Yet, this information was somehow kept from me? She's my wife. Liz! I don't care what she's doing! I just want her back! I wanna know where she is!" I shout throwing the filing cabinet to the floor.
"You cannot come in here and destroy my office, Damon! I won't let you do this! I told you I'd help you find her and I am doing that. But, if you continue to break in and destroy things, I won't help you." she says trying to reach me.
"Fine. Do you know where she's going next?" I ask. Simple enough?
"There's no way of telling her pattern right now. It's too soon."
"You can always ask me." I hear all too familiar voice from far off.
"Thank you, Liz." I say before making my way out of the precinct.
"Come with me." he says when I spot him. He walks towards the square and mostly because I really wanna rip a heart out at this point, I follow.
"Now, as I was saying. You could always ask me the very same questions you're asking Sheriff Forbes."
"I don't have time for your games, Klaus." I say glaring.
"You can unclench, mate. I'm not here for a fight." he says calm.
"She really spooked you, didn't she? Must be terrifying knowing you're not the most powerful freak of nature, anymore. Let alone the most powerful being is a woman. A woman who you're obsessed with." I find myself smirking against my own will. I'll never truly admit that it made me proud to know what Kit had done to Klaus. After all this time, she was finally able to stand up to him after everything he'd done. My only regret is that I couldn't be there to see it happen.
"You think I'm really scared of our Kit? She took me off guard once. That won't happen a second time, I promise it." she snarls.
"Why are you here, Klaus? Making empty threats? For what?"
"I can help you find her. I want nothing in return, except for my brother." he says placing his arms behind his back.
"For arguments sake, how would you help me find her?" I'm not this desperate. Help from Klaus is like shaking hands with The Devil himself.
"Well, Damon I have a handful of hybrids at my disposal. I snap my fingers and they scurry like rats to find Kit like that." he snaps his fingers for emphasis.
"I don't need your help. I'll find her on my own." I sneer before walking away from him.
"Good luck finding her without anything to go on!" he calls to me.
Dayton, Ohio - The Stray Sheep
"Should we be worried?" Krystal asks Elijah as they watch Kit work the crowd with her dancing as the loud thump of rock music pumps through the bar. Word got out that The Kit Maven was in town and people came out of the woodworks to have the place flirting with the Fire Marshall's code.
"She's going along as if she feels normal human emotions and at any given moment she will feed on one of these innocent souls." he says, never taking his eyes off of her.
"I can always let her feed on me. It's no problem at all." she shrugs, which earns a deadly glare from Elijah.
"Do not speak of what you do not understand." he says turning his attention back to Kit.
"You can't still be worried about this. She's fed on me before. Why can't she now?" she asks confused.
"With all these poor souls surrounding her, your blood is the least of her worries or cares." as he says this, his eyes catch Kit's face change as she sinks her teeth into a slim, red-haired man who's been eyeing her since the place opened.
"You can't stop her, you know? All you're doing is watching with dreaded disgust. Why are you even here, Elijah?" she asked against herself as they both watch Kit feed.
"I care about her. I know I can't have her, but I can keep her from doing ultimate damage to her soul." he says fixated on Kit.
"But, you can let her kill people? How is that not damaging her soul?"
"No matter what you might think, she's stronger than me and she can kill me."
"So, it's either you let her do what she wants or she kills you and does it anyway?"
"Precisely." he raises a hand to seize her questioning.
As Kit drains the body of the man in her arms she suddenly hears a voice behind her. "You're feeding out in the open now?"
She takes the last few drops and turns with the man in her arms. "Look around you, Elijah. Who's gonna stop me?" she smiles with a demonic gleam in her eye as her face returns to normal.
"You've compelled them all? That's what you were doing as you moved around the crowd? These people are not your puppets, Kitana." he says as she pushes the dead man to him.
"They are my toys, Elijah. Mine to do as I see fit. Don't think I didn't hear your conversation over there. I will do what I want, when I want and you, Krystal, no one can stop me." she says walking away, leaving Elijah to do away with the body.
"You're losing your mind Kit and I won't stand by and watch you drown in whatever unemotional slaughter path you have us on!" Krystal stands in her way.
"You wanna stand down, Krystal?" she cuts her eyes into her.
"No, Kit. I won't let you hurt anyone else!"
"And what are you going to do about it? Kill me? Try and stop me? Ha! As if you could. Stand down or I promise I will knock you down." she growls, her demonic side coming into full view.
"I won't stand down! If you kill me, I'll die happy knowing I was sick of watching you feed on innocent blo-"
"You think these people are innocent? No one is innocent! They all have their secrets that make them who they are!"
"And how is killing them justifying anything?" Krystal shouts keeping her defensive stance.
"It doesn't." Kit shrugs uncaring. "I'm hungry and they're in my personal space." she says simply.
"Do you not see the problem here? You need your humanity back. You're turning into a crazy person!" she screams and Kit throws her across the room.
"Oh, don't look around for help, doll. They're all mine and again you're nothing but a ferret." she sneers at her ill-fortuned lackey. Let's face it, that's exactly what she is.
"I don't care what you call me. I won't let you hurt people anymore!" she screams running across the run with a stake in hand. Of course, Kit meets her more than halfway there as she grabs her, pulls her head back and before she can even sink her teeth in, she hears "Go ahead! Do it! I dare you! And when I'm dead and lifeless, I want you to think of who else you could sway into finding all your information for you, without you compelling them." Krystal chokes out in disgust.
"Arrgh!" she growls as she drops Krystal to the floor. "You had better be happy that you're good at being a very good pet. Otherwise, I would've drained you a long time ago."
"No! The fact that I do your crap for you, doesn't cut it! Why do you keep me around?"
"I hope you're not thinking I keep you around because I care about you. I don't."
"Put the claws away." Elijah's voice floats into her ears as his hands clamp down on her shoulders. "Would you please get on with the reason that you're here so we can move on?"
"Fine. I'll get on with it , then." she says eyeing the bar. She vamp speeds and is soon sitting seductively on the bar without a flinch from her compelled crowd.
She gets Roger's attention as he moves toward her.
"You're not supposed to be on the bar, dear." she says dry.
She leans in and whispers to him, "Remember that thing I told you about?"
His eyes go wide as if he's seen a ghost and she chuckles deeply.
"Garrett dear, you wouldn't have a microphone, would you?" she asks sweetly, eyeing Roger the whole time.
He reaches under the bar and hands her an interestingly, unique microphone. It's pointed which she gathers that it's rechargeable.
"It's used for Karaoke Night." he winks at her and she returns his wink.
"So, if my ego serves me correctly, you're all here for me, right?" she asks as she stands on the bar and the crowd roars, almost blowing the roof off the place.
January 12th 2012 Mystic Falls - Lockwood Mansion
"Tyler?" Caroline calls throughout the house. No answer.
"Tyler!" she calls again and hears the faint sound of a struggle.
"Matt calm down! We're gonna fix you!" she hears from his room and she vamp speeds the entire way.
"Tyler! Oh my God!" she gasps as she sees Matt struggling against his restraints. She rushes to help Tyler subdue him. After basically knocking him out cold, they restrain him.
"Thank you. He's getting even stronger." Tyler says when they're sure he's strapped securely.
"Tyler, what's wrong with him? Why don't we know yet?" she almost cries.
"Well, we know for sure this happened because Kit bit him. The only thing keeping him alive is my blood." he says looking down at his best friend.
"But, obviously it's making him stronger than he should be. Or, is it the demon venom doing this to him?" she asks desperately trying to hold herself together.
"As far as I know, the demon venom is making him insane." Bill Forbes steps into the room behind her with a book.
"Daddy? What are you doing here?" Caroline asks shocked.
"I called him. If anyone could fill in any blanks, it would be him/" Tyler says as she looks from Bill to Tyler and back.
"Now, as I was saying. The demon venom is something I've never experienced before. But, the mixture of werewolf and vampire blood seems to keep the crazy at bay."
"Why won't his bite heal? We've tried everything. It just won't heal." Tyler inquires.
"It all has to do with the demon itself, I think. Though, you might need to put him in stronger restraints if you're willing to save him." he says flipping through his book.
"How do we save him then?" Caroline asks hopeful.
"The only way I can see it happening is by killing the demon that bit him." he says with conviction.