Sorry for not updating in a week or so, I actually went to Barcelona this past weekend and I just got back! Anywhoo, I'm hoping to make this chapter a little bit longer, just to appease you all for having to wait so long!
Okay, I hope y'all enjoy this next chapter! I'm trying to keep Klaus as close to his blood thirsty nature as possible and by that I mean, I want him to be as accurate in this story as he is in the show. Isn't that why we all looooooove him? Besides the fact that he's obviously gorgeous. SWOON.
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Caroline awoke slowly, acutely aware of the aches plaguing her entire body. Her head, her stomach, her limbs, even her heart ached sluggishly as her eyes drowsily took in her dark surroundings. She knew she was underground somewhere. If the dim lighting wasn't enough, Caroline noticed the walls were some type of foundation commonly used in cellars, but she didn't care that she was downstairs, most likely in the basement mansion. She barely even cared that she was locked in a prison cell or that her left ankle had a menacing chain wrapped around it. All Caroline could focus on was the pain engulfing her body and mind, surrounding her. She wasn't a violent type of person yet the thought of ending her own agony made her relish in the thought of causing another the same kind of pain, if not more of it. She wanted anyone and everyone to suffer and Caroline needed to eat something, she was practically enraged at the hunger beating at her.
Caroline felt... wrong.
And so very hungry.
Caroline sat up gingerly, hoping to keep as much of her body from feeling anything as possible. As soon as she was upright, her head began pounding even worse as her teeth began to ache and her stomach nearly growled in anguish. She was starving. Ravished. Her body shook uncontrollably even as her throat dried at the thought of quenching the now unbearable thirst that consumed her mind and body.
An image of her morning tea popped into her mind, Caroline's mouth salivating when she pictured the taste of it touching the tip of her tongue. She wanted the concoction more than she had wanted anything in her entire life, even more than she had wanted her own freedom from her family and from the Mikaelson's. She didn't care about anything anymore, only the taste she was being denied by being locked downstairs. The thought of the blood she'd been given daily made her insides churn in delight and at the same time a part of herself wanted to retch at the thought of drinking her fill of any blood she could get her hands on.
What was wrong with her?
Did she even care?
Caroline stood from the cot in the corner of the jail cell, certain it had only been placed there to see to a tiny bit of her own comfort.
Had Damon Salvatore captured her before she'd made it to Klaus and Elijah? A memory flashed before her eyes, causing her to wince in pain at the remembered sunlight.
She'd seen Klaus, had been running towards him, feeling safe. Then his face had changed from concern to fear before the steady wall of his anger had consumed her. Caroline remembered being in pain and Klaus holding her.
"I should just let her die."
"The choice has been yours since the beginning, brother. Whatever you decide, you should make it quick."
Klaus and Elijah's voices echoed throughout her head, almost sounding as if they were in the basement with her, but she knew that wasn't true. What had they done to her? Klaus couldn't have let her die, she was standing, albeit very shakily, downstairs from her bedroom. Dead people didn't just walk around.
Unless they were vampires.
The thought formed unbidden in Caroline's mind, echoing repeatedly until the blonde gripped the sides of her head, crying out in pain from the constant onslaught of words. She fell to her knees, uncaring of the cement floor her knees connected with, only concerned about where her thoughts were leading her.
She'd been drinking vampire blood unknowingly for weeks, possibly even longer. She knew from reading her family journals that it was definitely possible to be turned into a vampire if you died with vampire blood in your system. Discovering vampire blood in her morning tea was the entire reason she'd gone traipsing through the mansion grounds in the first place, wasn't it? And Klaus had let her die and Elijah had condoned it, knowing she would turn into some sort of freakshow.
A monster.
Caroline whimpered in pain and fear as another pang of hunger hit her hard. She would have collapsed to her knees from the pain if she hadn't already found herself on the cold, hard ground, clutching her head as tears seemed to fall down her face. Was the constant pain what it was like to be a vampire?
Transition... The thought came unbidden to Caroline's mind, almost like a fluttering of wings before it disappeared, leaving Caroline bereft of the knowledge locked away in her mind. Transitioning into a vampire only lasted a certain length of time during which a newly changed vampire had to feed or they would die, passing on to whatever next life awaited them. How much time did she have left before she eventually died from lack of blood? Did she care?
No. Caroline wanted the pain to end. In fact, she found herself welcoming death as long as it would hurry along. Going by the pain in her body, Caroline didn't think she had much time left before she died again. All she had to do was wait for the sweet release of death, but it frightened her, the unknown.
Her emotions escalated the longer she was left alone until finally she heard movement from up above her. A door opened, causing Caroline to gasp, flinging herself back until she was huddled into a corner of the cell, making herself into a little ball on the floor, hoping to go unnoticed.
She knew it was futile, seeing as how whoever was coming down the stairs was coming there to see her. To hurt her. Who would it be? Klaus or Elijah? Maybe Rebekah had taken part of the plan and it was her Caroline would encounter momentarily. The thought was a daunting one and filled Caroline's heart with pain until she was sure it would burst from the heartache. The Originals were supposed to care for her, to protect her, and they'd done something unforgivable.
Caroline buried her head into her arms, moaning in distress at the pain and fear that seemed to be constantly swirling around her. She was so caught up in her own fear she had barely realized more than one person was approaching until she picked up an erratic heartbeat with her hearing. Caroline's head jerked up, her eyes locking on a young woman who was being led in her direction, Klaus gripping her arm tightly as they approached the door to her cell.
Everything in her demanded Caroline rush to them, rip the woman out of his grasp and dig into her carotid artery until her heartbeat eventually stopped, giving Caroline a respite from the noise that caused an even more intense pounding throughout her skull. The thought repulsed her even as it made her long for something to quench the ever increasing thirst that seemed to grow around her until it was all she could think about. She wanted the blood. No, she craved it. Needed it like she needed oxygen to breathe. If she even still needed oxygen.
Caroline's eyes locked on to the pair as they reached her cell door. Klaus used a key, a sharp scraping of metal on metal as the door unlocked. Klaus then proceeded inside, shoving in the woman ahead of him until he could turn and shut the door once again.
"Hello, love." Klaus looked down at Caroline's huddled form, a slight crease in his forehead. "Did you not want the cot?"
Caroline practically hissed at him as he approached her, sinking further into the wall as she could get. "What did you do to me?" Klaus paused his approach, looking down at her before returning to the silent woman's side.
"I think you already know the answer to that, Caroline."
"You let me die. You said you wanted to protect me and you just let me bleed to death on your back lawn."
"I'm afraid it's a bit more complicating than that, love."
Another wave of hunger made Caroline cry out in pain as she clenched her hands to her side, hoping the next wave would pass soon. Klaus walked over to her, kneeling down until Caroline was forced to look into his eyes.
"You need to feed, Caroline. The hunger will only get worse unless you give in to it." Caroline shook her head in denial, flinching when Klaus cupped her cheek with his hand. She wanted to shove him away from her, demand he leave her alone, but another part of her craved the contact. It demanded she give in to whatever she desired, blood, sex, comfort. It wanted her to take anything and everything she wanted. Caroline closed her eyes as another tear escaped.
"I know what happens if I drink blood. I'll become a monster." She opened her eyes, noting the hardened expression on Klaus's face to her words. His stony expression frightened her, immediately sending her on alert. She knew he was going to do something she didn't like. She could feel it all the way to her soul. "Please don't." Couldn't she just die in peace?
Klaus wiped away another of Caroline's tears before he stood up, dragging the woman to stand before Caroline. "You will drink from her, do you understand?"
"No."
"You will do as I command, love."
"No, I won't." Her voice sounded as weak as her will.
Not wasting any time, Klaus bent down, yanking her to her feet and practically throwing her at the motionless woman.
"Feed!" He shouted at her, his eyes turning gold with his anger. Caroline flinched, forcing herself to look away from him.
"I won't."
"Then you leave me no choice but to see to your compliance." Klaus grabbed the young woman, sinking his fangs deep into her throat, clutching her to him as she squirmed in panic. Caroline stood motionless, horror etched on her face as she watched him feed. Another dark part whispered across her mind like a seduction, demanding she join him and drink as much as she wanted. Fighting an inner battle, she held on to her resolve, feeling a small sense of relief that the end was almost near.
The blood he drank called to her, but Caroline remained rooted in the same spot. Caroline watched as the woman went limp, the last of her blood falling to the floor as Klaus dropped her. He stepped over the woman, stalking to Caroline before she knew his intent, before she saw that his mouth was still full of blood.
He was going to force her to feed, one way or another.
"No!" Caroline shouted as he descended upon her, forcing his mouth over hers, pulling down on her jaw until her mouth opened and human blood fell from his mouth and into hers. Caroline wanted to rebel from the contact, but her body soaked up the blood Klaus provided, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth to take every last drop she could from him, to provide her with as much nourishment as she could. It was intoxicating, liberating. Terrible. Wrong.
The blood Klaus gave empowered Caroline, made her bolder. She wrapped her hands in his hair, dragging him to her as she wrapped her legs around his waist, only slightly annoyed with the chain on her leg. Drunk off of the blood he provided, Caroline gave in to the other emotions pouring through her. Her desire beat at her as she deepened the kiss, pressing herself as closely to Klaus's growing erection as she could. Caroline broke the kiss even as she tightened her legs around his waist, enjoying the way he hissed as her center moved even closer to him. She kissed his cheek, his jaw and all the way to the pulse beating along the side of his neck. Caroline licked the skin covering his artery, humming softly to herself as Klaus moaned her name.
He set Caroline down for a moment and an instant later her jeans were missing, replaced by his roaming hands as he removed her panties. Caroline groaned when he lifted her up easily, letting her wrap her legs around his waist as his hands cupped her ass, dragging her right up to the erection trying to break free from his leather pants. Caroline hissed at the contact before Klaus pushed her up against a wall, one hand moving to free his erection.
Caroline's eyes widened at the sight of it before her eyes glazed over in lust. Caroline moved her hips forward as she grabbed his cock, pushing him inside of her until he was buried to the hilt in her body. Their eyes locked for a brief moment, lost in their all consuming passion before Klaus began thrusting harshly into her body. Caroline felt every thrust along her inner walls, moaning in pleasure as he pushed her harder along the concrete wall, his hands gripping her ass tightly. Her legs widened even further, giving him more access as Caroline's eyes wandered to the exposed area of his neck, her hunger beating at her yet again.
She leaned in to him, wrapping her hands around his back, matching him thrust for thrust as she let her ever lengthening teeth focus on his artery.
Caroline sank her teeth deeply into his vein, groaning in pleasure.
"Caroline," Klaus groaned out, moving from the wall and dropping them onto the cot, Caroline flat on her back as Klaus repositioned himself to take her even further until the tip of his cock pounded into the back wall of her vagina. Caroline moaned in delight, her whole body shaking. Thrust after thrust sent her higher until she was floating in a wave of ecstasy. Caroline pulled her mouth from his throat just in time to cry out as her orgasm overtook her. Her inner walls clenched tightly, gripping the head of Klaus's cock until his own orgasm occurred, his seed pouring into her.
Caroline gasped, trying in vain to catch her breath as she stared at the man above her. She reached her hand up to caress his cheek, only to let it drop back to her side as regret instantly cooled her already building desire.
"I don't want to be a vampire." Caroline looked at him brokenly. Klaus's eyes flashed for a moment before his face hardened, a smirk forming on his face.
"You have a terrible way of proving that, love." Klaus sat up, pushing himself back into his pants as he stood up.
Caroline looked at the floor, her blood turning cold in her veins as she noticed the dead woman lying in the corner of the jail cell.
"Oh my God." Klaus followed her eyes with his own before they came upon the corpse in the corner.
Caroline thought she was going to vomit everywhere. What had she been thinking? It was bad enough she slept with the man who changed her into a vampire, but she slept with him next to a dead woman? A chill worked its way through her body before Caroline tried to flee, an unexpected burst of speed propelling her out of the jail cell and nearly to the stair case before she was yanked back, the chain on her ankle holding her back.
"No, no, no, no!" Caroline sobbed, realizing the consequences to all of her actions. She had just had sex with a man she barely knew, a monster who had made her like him. He'd forced blood down her throat and she'd been stupid enough to let him fuck her afterwards. The worst part was he had fucked her in the same room as a dead body and Caroline hadn't even cared, she hadn't even noticed. So wrapped up in her own needs and desires, Caroline hadn't even cared that she'd just had sex with a man who had no problem ending someone's life right in front of her eyes. He was a vile creature but what did that make her?
Klaus looked at her with mixed emotions on his face before he grabbed the woman lying on the floor and moved her from the cell, taking her upstairs before returning to Caroline who had put her jeans back on and was sitting quietly on the ground outside of her cell.
Klaus moved forward as if trying to coax a wounded animal out of its hiding spot. Caroline rolled her eyes as more tears fell from them.
"Why wouldn't you let me just die? Why did your family even bring me here?"
"Because you are mine." Klaus said matter of fact.
"What does that even mean? You didn't even know me when your family bought me."
"I saw you."
"What?" Her breath hitched in her throat as she stared at him, surprised he was telling her anything at all. Perhaps he was wanting to share something with her, considering all she'd just shared with him.
"I saw you one day and I knew I wanted you." Caroline glanced at him in disbelief, even if a part of her was still encased in fear. "You're beautiful, strong, full of light. I fancied you from the moment I saw you."
"Then how could you do this to me?"
"It was simple, really. I wanted you and then one day the opportunity presented itself to make you mine. You belong to me." His words were soft, but his tone held a hint of menace.
"Seriously? I belong to myself. Besides, how could you ever think I would want to be with you knowing what you've done to me?" Caroline stood up, the shackle along her ankle really starting to piss her off. "Will you get this damn thing off of me?"
"Unfortunately, love, I cannot." Caroline's eyes narrowed at him, rage causing her fangs to descend as she stared at him with hatred in her eyes.
Klaus moved at a pace that Caroline couldn't follow, even now that she was turned. Before she realized what had happened, Klaus pushed her back into her cell, slamming the door shut and locking the cell back the way it had been before she'd been turned.
"No! Stop, what are you doing?" Caroline shouted, lunging at him and reaching a hand through the bars. She grabbed his shirt and tugged him to her, eyes a blaze of fury as she looked at the demon in front of her. "Please don't leave me down here, Klaus." The words, although they were meant to appease the immortal, came out harsh and angry, all of Caroline's emotions spiraling into a downward sense of uncontrollable rage.
"It's for your own good, Caroline." Klaus untangled her hand from his shirt effortlessly before stepping away from the cell and making his way towards the stairs. "I'll be around to feed you in a few hours, but until you learn to accept your new lifestyle, I'm afraid I won't be able to let you out."
"No, please don't leave me down here. I'll behave, I swear I will." Caroline begged and pleaded to no avail, the hybrid barely stopping to look at her from his vantage point on the stairs.
"I believe that when the opportunity presents itself, you will try to end your life. I can't have that, so until I believe you're stable enough, you're to stay down here, out of harms way." Klaus turned to leave, exiting the room even as Caroline shouted and cursed from her cell.
"I HATE YOU!" Caroline gripped the cell bars, pulling and tugging on them until she collapsed into a heap on the floor, sobbing. "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." Caroline let go of the bars, rocking herself back and forth as the words became her own personal mantra. She repeated them over and over, hoping that if she said them enough then eventually her emotions would match the words echoing mournfully throughout the cellar.
Caroline wept for what felt like hours, hands pressing tightly to her head as the reality of her situation finally sank in. She'd become a vampire without her consent. She'd given her virginity to a being who seemed to only care about his own wellbeing, and she'd done that next to a dead body, uncaring that the man she'd had sex with had killed someone in front of her only moments before they'd embraced.
She was depraved. Sick.
A monster.
Caroline awoke groggily, the sound of soft footsteps descending the stairs making her immediately alert. Caroline sat up from her cot, glaring at Klaus as he brought yet another woman over towards her cell. On impulse, the fangs in Caroline's mouth drew down until they nearly pierced her bottom lip.
"Go away." Caroline called out harshly, barely able to stomach the sight of Klaus or the woman by his side. Caroline couldn't explain why it happened, but an unnatural surge of jealousy ate at her. She was almost to the point of ripping the woman limb from limb until she inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, trying her best to calm her breathing. Maybe it was a vampire thing, but Caroline had noticed her emotions were bouncing all over the place, moving from one extreme to the next until she almost couldn't breathe from all the emotions consuming her.
"Now, now, love. We won't be having any of that." Klaus stepped forward, unlocking the cell door before pushing the woman inside with him. It was obvious she'd been compelled, just like the last one. There wasn't any kind of emotion in her eyes; not fear, anger, sadness. The woman was hollow, almost as if she'd been dead for days, only her body remained behind.
"I'm not hungry." Caroline glared in his direction, keeping her eyes focused on him as opposed to the woman beside him. Her stomach growled loudly in protest, an action Caroline wished she had control over, especially when Klaus smirked in her direction, quickly dragging the woman closer than Caroline was comfortable. Anger flowed through her until Caroline could only see through a haze of red. She was already starving for a taste of blood, but Caroline knew she wasn't going to drink the blood from the woman in front of her. She didn't want to be a killer. She wouldn't be.
"You have two options, Caroline. Either drink from this human and spare her life..." Klaus moved the woman's hair away from her throat, exposing the artery to Caroline. "Or I'll have a go at her myself. We already know the outcome of that scenario. I win either way."
"I can't believe I ever cared about you. Why did I even think you were a good guy? You're sick." Caroline's words held all the venom she could muster, making sure she maintained eye contact as she insulted him. Did he think he could just leave her locked down in the basement for as long as he wanted and she would just be okay with it all? If anything, it made her hate him almost as much as she hated Damon Salvatore, and Caroline was fairly certain she would murder the Salvatore brother if she ever laid eyes upon him again.
"Your choice." Klaus's words held no emotion, which frightened Caroline more than his rage ever would. Of all the times she'd seen him angry or upset, she'd never been afraid. But seeing someone so powerful without any type of feeling? It was terrifying to witness.
Klaus grabbed the woman roughly around the neck, twisting his arms leisurely. The woman crumpled to the ground, her neck dangling from her body at an awkward angle.
Caroline screamed before she found herself wrapped up in Klaus's arms, one of his hands trapping her shrieks. "You should have fed, Caroline. This would all be so much easier if you would just cooperate."
Caroline sobbed softly, her tears falling over Klaus's hand as he held her. She wanted to shove him away from her, demand that he leave her alone forever, but Caroline craved the contact almost as much as she craved the blood pumping through his veins.
Listening to the pump and flow of blood in his body, Caroline's eyes turned black, the veins rushing along her skin as she stared at him.
Klaus dropped his hand from her mouth, careful to keep her body snugly pressed against his own.
"I'm hungry." The words barely passed through her lips, but Caroline knew Klaus could hear them just fine.
"Well love, unfortunately, your dinner is lying on the ground."
She gripped his shoulders, desperate for the blood in his veins. "What if you just let me feed from you?" The words were out of her mouth before she realized them, but Caroline found she liked her idea. If she didn't have to kill anybody and she could just feed from Klaus, maybe she could adjust to everything that was happening in her life.
Klaus stared down at Caroline, clearly torn by her question.
"I just don't want to hurt anyone and if I could just feed from you until I got control of myself, then maybe I could get used to being..." The sentence trailed off, Caroline unable to say the word 'vampire' allowed.
Klaus's eyes softened slightly as he pressed his hand to the back of her neck, urging her closer to his own. "Drink, love. I'll think about your request if you promise to be good until you're better." Caroline wanted to roll her eyes at his haughty tone but the blood beckoned her until all she felt was the hunger and all she knew how to do was sate it.
UH OH, SPAGHETTIOS. Hopefully anyone who read this chapter enjoyed it! Please leave me reviews to let me know what you think about this dark development in the story
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