Chapter 4
Kai Parker felt vastly underappreciated. And irritated. Really irritated.
Rubbing his neck, he aimlessly wandered the woods that lead him back to his prison word home. He realized, with a grin, he had lost count of how many times he had been killed. He delighted himself in the pleasure of imagining all the ways he would kill those that wronged him. Damon Salvatore had most recently removed his head, resulting in his return to the 20th-century hell he had already traversed for so long. 'He actually thought that would rid the world of me forever,' he thought with a scoff, 'idiot.' It would only be a matter of time before he found his way back, and then he would make them pay. All of them. Now he had nothing but time to plot all the fine details of his eventual homecoming. Years, decades, centuries ... it didn't matter. He would have his revenge, no matter how long he was forced to sit on it.
Complete isolation was his penalty for killing his twin sister Jo, amongst others, and promising to unleash hell on Earth. Sure, he understood their concern, but he hadn't counted on the coven working together to ensnare him back in purgatory. The Salvatores assistance in his incarceration earned them a spot at the top of his growing wish-slaughter list.
Stumbling over a displaced root in the ground, Kai swore and unleashed his pent up rage on the unsuspecting tree. Kicking it repeatedly, he felt some of the fury release. "God damn trees!" He continued to kick, "I don't need any more fucking trees in this forest!"
Suddenly, he stopped. Straightening himself, and his shirt, he brushed off his hands and took a somber breath. "I wasn't expecting you," he turned, a lone figure silently watching him. "In fact, I wasn't expecting to host anyone anytime soon. But here you are. Here you fucking are."
"It's time."
Walking past the figure, Kai nodded angrily, mumbling to himself as he entered the clearing next to the singular house. "Music to my ears."