It's been 3 days since Caroline came to New Orléans and she's already gone missing. She just left without saying anything but "Don't worry about me Klaus, I am going to make things right. Tonight".

What in the world could that mean? where has she gone? Could she possibly mean that she went back to mystic falls?

I wouldn't blame her. If I were in her shoes I would have run a long time ago.

"I know where she is", Judah ran towards me, it seemed like he was running a long distance. He touched my hand and I started seeing things

"Woah, son! when did you start transferring visions?"

"Just now! Caroline is hurt, Papa! just let me show you!"

He touched my hand again and it was like I was in another reality and another place, yet nobody here can see me.

Caroline was tied to a chair, her skin was burning in vervain and Marcel was enjoying himself torturing her.

"Don't touch me. I will hurt you" she mumbled.

"Aw! You are so cute, reminding me of my dead little kitten. She was so aggressive all the time trying to protect herself" he gently stroke her hair and whispered, "Yet she was too adorable for anyone to take her seriously".

Caroline was terrified but she had her game face on. Even though I am not there by flesh, I know exactly what is going on in her mind.

"Marcel, you gotta listen to me. Klaus is not a threat anymore; he got his humanity back"

He was not surprised, "Of course he got it back; you wouldn't be here if he was still the monster he's become".

She tilted her head and turned the 'bitch, please' face on, "Actually, I am the one who brought it back, he was all beat up by your stupid witches when I arrived here. The poor guy was longing for hope to hold onto to stay alive. He recovered as soon as he saw me. A pure monster wouldn't have let me in. Don't say something you are not sure about, Marcel"

"Sweetheart, I do not care about Klaus by any means. I did, however, become concerned once he started messing with my kingdom and my people. Stranger vampires don't get to goof around without someone stopping them around here", Marcel replied

"At the end of the day you are one venerable human being, I can smell your scent from miles away. You must be terrified all the time. You know that he will come to get me, right?" Her words irked Marcel. He knows his end is coming soon by my hand. He might be supported by a witchy protection program, but he knows deep inside that his human soul stands so little of a chance against me.

"Yes human, but with knowledge about your filthy kind and magic on my side, I am not afraid of any of you. If he comes, I have prepared a whole room for his greatness to rest in. Now let's get this party started, shall we?"

"Now!" Marcel yelled.

This was when two old women, witches I assumed, came in the scene and performed a spell on Caroline. She started screaming as if her insides were melting.

It started to get blurry as Judah continued to transfer his visions to me. This time his vision was too vivid, I could almost feel Caroline's pain.

I opened my eyes, back to the present where Judah is telling me what he saw in Marcel's castle, about 3 hours ago.

"Then I ran, I was scared they would see me…Papa I thought he was good, he called Caroline sweetheart like you did!", one tear of terror and disgust went down his red cheeks. I held him in my arms, "We are getting her back, Judah. Tonight."

Caroline's lack of patience put her under the threat of Marcel's cruelty. I wasn't surprised when I was informed that she took off to Marcel's castle to tell him that I regained my humanity. She obviously couldn't wait until we come up with a plan to destroy Marcel for good.

One cannot let the anger take over during situations like this. Marcel was aware of my feelings towards Caroline, which was why he is using her as a set up for his trap. I was not going to give him the satisfaction of winning. There needed to be a plan for doing this properly without spilling blood I couldn't cover.

Which was the exact opposite of what I did…

The rage and the anger rushed through my veins in a matter of seconds, I felt the strength of a monster has been put on me and I found myself in hybrid form. My urge to save Caroline was more important than anything I experienced. More important than my desire to get my home back, definitely more important than falling into Marcel's trap and possibly prisoned under his mercy.

Here I was, standing at Marcel's castle gate, growling and shouting for him to man up and face me.

"OPEN THE DOOR YOU ROTTEN BRAT! IF YOU TOUCH HER ONE MORE TIME I WILL MURDER YOU AND YOU KNOW HOW EASY AND PLEASANT THAT WOULD BE FOR ME", I heard my own beastly voice and Marcel's reaction to it. I smirked at how weak humans can be under the supernatural threat.

"COME AND FACE ME MAN TO BEAST", I didn't wait for his reply

All the strength in me was gathered at one instant and it took me only three hits to crack the gate open.

The witches who tortured Caroline interrupted me, "King Marcel heard you and he would like you to come to his private room"

I had no chance to reply. They stabbed me with a needle and suddenly the extreme pain started spreading, turning every strong muscle into a weak piece of flesh

It felt like my insides were melting…

"Take him to his vampire girlfriend"

This was the last thing I heard before my vision became blurry and my body melted like heated wax. Whatever was in the needle is surely stronger than vervain.

Then it became dark and my muscles gave up on me.

"We are getting her back, Judah. Tonight."

That was the last thing I said, before I passed out…