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Early next morning, Bill dragged himself downstairs in hope to find Caroline, he was exhausted both mentally and physically. It had been impossible for him to sleep, he was up all night pacing the length of the guest room contemplating how much he should reveal to his daughter. Even though witches could not be compelled, he did not want to risk putting her in any more danger than she already was. As it was well known that although the Original were able to mind control, he preferred a brutal way of gaining information, much more satisfying.
He had fortunately found her soon enough in the back garden, but couldn't make himself walk up to her dreading her reaction to what he had to say. Looking down to his feet, he concentrated hard on how to break it to her.
Caroline approached Bill where he stood deep in thought leaning against the wooden door. She knew that look on her father's face very well, it was one he wore on the rare occasion when he had to tend to some "family business" which she was completely oblivious to.
"Papa?" She spoke softly, reaching out to lightly touch his arm.
"We need to talk, Caroline." Without looking at her, Bill turned the handle of the door and lead the way back in the house.
As soon as they stepped into the guest room, Bill pulled out a white paper pouch filled with a dried out grey-coloured plant. Lighting it on fire, he placed it inside a glass sat by the closed door. Noticing it was a privacy spell, Caroline cautiously followed her father settling herself on the edge of the bed waited for him to speak.
"Caroline, there are things your mother and I have kept from you." Bill turned towards the bed, his serious stared finally met her eyes. "And now, the time has come for you to learn these things."
KXXC
The sound of clattering hooves moved in a steady pace towards the Mikaelson's residence. The horse swiftly passed the front gate, slowing down as it trotted up the path leading to the front entrance where a brown-hair green-eye gentleman was awaiting. The rider gracefully hopped off the horseback when it came to stop just before the man.
"Good afternoon madam," the man greeted with a smile, "You're very punctual."
"Afternoon to you too, sir," the woman nodded at him while straightening her dress and added, "I was brought up well. I have good manners."
"It's good to see you again, Miss Bennett." His smile widened, "Although, if I may add, a lady like yourself traveling alone and on horseback, what a scandal."
"I wish I could say the same, Mr Salvatore." She pushed past him ignoring his comment and began up the stairs towards the door, "Let's just get this over with, as soon as it's done I'm gone."
Stefan shook his head and followed her in, if only doing business with the original was that simple.
KXXC
Unknown amount of time had past with Caroline sitting there on the bed, motionless and alone. It was hard to absorb in everything her father had just told her. Even though she grew up knowing the existence of vampires and werewolves she had not ever had contact with any of the creatures, at least not until a few days ago. It never occurred to her that those species were created by witches, she had assumed that they lived amongst the humans since the beginning of time. She never would've guessed that her family played a part in any of it, and that they were the ones to curse the beast, half vampire half werewolf, from being hybridized.
Ironically, Caroline's father was now forced to unleash the hybrid in order to save her life. He had told her that there would be a ritual tonight, a spell that would involve him but not much else was said.
Although she had always craved danger and adventure, being in the house of the oldest vampire unnerved her. Call it six sense of a witch or what you will, Caroline had a feeling that this would all end badly and she would be responsible for it.
A soft knock sounded through the door, Bill emerged through with a silver tray holding food and beverages.
"Care, you have been sitting here for quite some time," he placed the tray on the bed next to Caroline and took her hand in his, "I asked Earl to make something for you to eat."
Looking down at the overlapped hands, she had a sudden sense of coldness and fear. She stared into his eyes and tugged at his hand searching for reassurance.
"Papa, is everything going to be all right?"
"Of course, honey." He gently brought her into his arms. "I won't let anything happen to you."
"You promise?"
"Yes, I promise." He kissed the top of her head and hold her tight.
Caroline clung onto her father not wanting to let go, the fear grew inside her. This moment felt far too much like a goodbye.
KXXC
The sun had set, the moon was high up in the sky and it was well into the night. The whole place was quiet, too quiet.
Earlier that evening, after a quiet meal with her father, they had gone back to the bedroom for her to rest. She was beginning to feel the effect of the bite again which meant that the spell was wearing off. The pain had multiplied, the whole of right arm felt like it was on fire. Bill tried the spell again but it did little to help, so he did what he had always done whenever Caroline fallen ill in the past. He held her while telling stories of when she was young, it strangely smoothed her and kept her attention away from the arm. She must've fallen asleep.
Caroline woke up alone, her eyes scanned every corner of the room for Bill but with no luck. Ignoring the pain of her arm, she got off the bed and looked outside. It was dark but the bright moonlight allowed her to see a glimpse of a figure walking into the trees of the back garden, which she recognized as Bill. She tried calling for him from behind the closed window but obviously he wouldn't be able to hear her.
Shuffling on the shoes, she started out the door and sprinted downstair in attempt to catch up to her father. There was no sign of him anywhere in the garden so she ran towards the direction of the trees, as she past between the branches her heart pounded fast this reminded her of the night she was attacked. The right arm sending pulses of pain to her core which she tried to suppress by holding it close to her chest, the urge to find her father overrode any other emotions.
She verged further into the woods until she saw a glint of light from afar and a faint voice chanting foreign words. That must the ritual her father told her about, she thought to herself as she advanced forward following the voice.
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Tonight was the night, Klaus could feel it. There would be no more waiting, after five hundreds years of disappointment and frustration, his true nature and real power would no longer be restricted. His eager stare followed every movement of the witch before him when suddenly she paused and spoke.
"After this, I will not be indebted to you anymore."
He gave a dismissive wave and urged her to carry on which she abided as she squeezed in the blood from two freshly ripped out hearts into a chalice and passed it to him. Draining the cup he allowed the thick vampire-werewolf mixed crimson liquid slide down his throat.
Then came the final and most important part of the spell, he stood in front of the man whose blood would complete the ritual.
"I appreciate your compliance," Klaus sounded almost sincere as he looked into his eyes, "and to show my gratification, I will make it quick and painless."
The man's eyes widened as a hand sank into his chest and tore out the heart all in one swift motion leaving the body to slump to the ground and handed it to the witch who placed it in the middle of a pentagram. More words were chanted and the ritual was finished.
A surge of energy rushed through every vein and nerve in Klaus' body, the trapped beast was released and the curse had been broken. The circulating energy became shocks of pain as his bones started to shift in abnormal positions. This was what a transition felt like, he thought, an inhumane excruciating torture and he welcomed it. He enjoyed it, listening to the sound of his bones cracking, breaking and reforming.
He was the original hybrid, not confined by the harshness of the sun nor controlled by the cycle of the moon. He was now the one thing his mother had tried so hard to stop him from becoming, he was invincible and the most powerful immortal creature to ever walk the earth. All his senses were further intensified and the urge to kill became even stronger in wolf form. Letting his animal instinct take over, he pounced off to the darkness with his new found strength and speed in search for his first victims.
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Caroline was transfixed with the scene, it was impossible for her brain to register what was happening before her. The man who she had seen that morning was there along with her father but she could barely recognize him, he had fangs protruding out from under his upper lips with residue of blood running down one corner of his mouth. Just as she began to grasp the reality of him as the original vampire Klaus, Bill landed hard on the floor in front of him. The man who she had taken a liking to before was the very same man here with her father's heart in his hand which he tossed carelessly to the dark skin woman beside him.
Caroline opened her mouth to scream, to curse, to shout but nothing came out not a single sound. She fell to her knees as she witnessed the transition, though her focus was on her father's lifeless body lying in the dirt and mud of the woodland ground. Both physical and emotional pain penetrated her body as she watched the witch and wolf disappeared into the night leaving the heartless corpse there as if it was worthless. She could not bring herself to crawl towards him, it was as if her limbs were pinned at the spot. A lump accumulated at the back of her throat and wells of tears build up in her eye sockets, a wailed escaped her mouth and she began to rock back and forth. Her body shaking from pain, anger and grieve, she dug her sharp nails into her forearms until it drew blood.
Images of the last few moments spent with her father flashed before her eyes, she desperately tried to find hints and traces he might have given her to say that this would happen, that he would give his life for hers. There was nothing but she should've known, she had sensed it after all when she was holding his hand, the feel of death.
Caroline gathered her strength and stood on her unsteady legs, she headed forward to the pool of blood. Her hand flied to her mouth muffling the loud sobs as she took in the sight of the man who she had so much love and respect for was now gone and all this was because of her, to save her.
She collapsed onto him, her face pressed to his chest as if attempting to find a heartbeat. A mixture of tears and blood stained her face as she looked up at his face.
"Papa pl...pl...please wake up." She stuttered, taking short breathes in between her uncontrollable sobs.
No matter how hard she shook him, how loud she spoke to him, he remained unresponsive. He was dead, her father was dead.
KXXC
Following strong scent of blood, Stefan arrived at the sight of the ritual and found the young blonde passed out next to her father with her hand clasped tight around his. At that moment his dead heart felt for her, he pitied her and the grim future ahead. Gently he loosen her hand and picked her up into his arms with ease. He then studied her angelical face smeared with blood, he would say a silent prayer for her if only he believed in a god because this innocent young soul was about to be dragged down the deepest pits of hell.
The vampire flashed back to the mansion, carefully took her back to the room and asked Earl to keep an eye on her before the original got back from his night of massacre.
KXXC
Klaus had never felt more free in his life, the shape-shifting though painful, was liberating. The impossibly high rush of adrenaline was exhilarating, he moved along the woodland floor with his claws hitting the ground with such force indenting it. A long trail of countless body parts ran alongside his tracks, he took pleasure in every single kill ripping the victims apart relishing the feel of the thick silk-like liquid running down his throat.
The newly discovered knowledge of being able to change at will impressed him as the full moon was long gone but the hybrid was still in wolf form until all the energy was drained out of him.
Klaus compelled a few men to burn all the remains so to create the illusion of an uncontrolled fire causing all the deaths then headed back to carry his word to giving the young girl the cure.
KXXC
Everything was black not a shred of light could be seen, the young girl searched around trying to get out of the darkness but her movements were restricted as she was waist deep in some thick fluid. She reached down dipping her hand in the wetness and brought it up to her face, the heavy metal iron smell floated into her nostrils. She let out a piercing scream when she realized she was bathing in a pool of blood.
Caroline shot up gasping for air, nervously looked down at her body and hands afraid she was covered in blood then was relieved she wasn't. Wearily she dragged the back of her hand across the forehead wiping off beads of sweat she perspired from the nightmare.
All the while, completely unaware of the man sat there in an armchair beside the bed staring intently at her. When she stirred, he slowly moved forward from the chair, resting elbows on his knees.
The creak from the armchair alarmed her, she whipped round to face the direction of the noise.
"You." She gasped.
Big kiss for reading till the end XXX
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