Chapter Seven
"What?" Klaus flashed in front of her until, he was face to face with Katherine. Katherine could literally hear him breathing. He reminded her of a dragon. "What do you know about the Travelers?"
"Not much." She shrugged. What little her father had told her about the Travelers she had already blocked out of her memory and Katherine's mother thought the word as taboo. "My father was one though."
Klaus' eyes only narrowed even more. "Are you a-"
"Traveler?" Katherine raised an eyebrow, kind of enjoying how freaked out Klaus looked. It was well deserved in her opinion. "No, you have to do a spell to activate the gene and since I don't have a spell book lying around, you're out of luck. So relax."
Klaus ignored her and started pacing around the small corral and mumbling to himself.
Katherine gave an impatient sigh as she stomped her foot. "What's with you? You're acting so paranoid." There was a tone of amusement in her voice. "You're not scared of them are you?"
"Of course not." Klaus threw her a dirty look. "Though like I'm sure you must know Travelers have the ability to be crafty, unlike witches I don't know what they could be up too."
"Since when have you been worried about travelers? I thought they were at the bottom of you pyramid."
"I may have done something to have anger them."
"There's a shocker." Katherine snorted as she started braiding Sugar's hair. Though it was strange seeing Klaus so worried about something. "What did you do to piss them off?"
Klaus didn't speak for a moment until Klaus said. "One summer ago, I killed a lot of them while I was looking for werewolves with Stefan. Travelers have a close knit bond, let's just say that they weren't too happy that I killed their mates and now they are seeking me for vengeance. If there were a few, it wouldn't be a problem, but there are dozens."
"Wow that sucks."
"Katerina, if you don't have any worthwhile advice may I suggest that you keep your mouth shut?" he snapped as he returned back to the house. He ignored Darla as the piglet jumped around for affection.
Katherine followed him as he went back to her bedroom and saw that he was packing the few clothes that he had brought to stay the week. Katherine leaned against the doorway. "Running away already?"
"I don't run, Katerina. I'm merely going into the city to find out some information." He replied sarcastically. "So sorry that our visit had to be cut short, I knew how much you were enjoying it but Daddy has to go away on business."
"And I was so looking forward to it." Katherine rolled her eyes as she started walking down the stairs. Now that Klaus was on his way out of the house she need to privately celebrate by dancing in the barn (while at the same time changing Sugar's water) "Say hi to the Travelers for me."
Klaus flashed in front of her at the bottom of the stairs. He handed her a gun. "Here. For your protection. Try not to shoot yourself."
"Thanks." Katherine moved the gun up and down. "Don't really know how to use one, but I'll find a do it yourself book somewhere. Though on the plus side if you do die, I can finally leave this stupid little farm."
"And I thought you were growing fond of it." There was a small twitch of a smile on his face as he kissed her forehead. "Be a good girl until I return, all right?"
Katherine was carrying a bucket of water and a mop as she walked up the attic stairs. It was her first Klaus free day and she was cleaning. Not exactly what she had in mind, but it wasn't like there was a spa here and she was short on alcohol. The dust bunnies falling from the attic were making her cough like an old lady, so Katherine decided to get rid of them once and for all.
The attic was filled with dozens of cardboard boxes, dust bunnies, and spiders. There was a large box with JOURNALS printed on it. Slightly curious, she opened one of the dusty journals. What dirty secrets was Klaus hiding?
But Katherine was disappointed when she saw that they weren't journals, but lists of all the people that he had killed, Klaus's victims.
"He's worse than Stefan." Katherine mumbled as she flipped through the pages, the list of kills seemed too grown through the years, Klaus had even bothered to put them in the correct year. Katherine froze when she reached the year 1492. She hastily looked over the pages and searched for her parents' names, but found nothing.
Katherine frowned as she flipped the page hoping to find her parents' names, but it just skipped to 1493.
"Where are they?" Katherine mumbled to herself. Where were her parents' names among Klaus' lists of victims?
-End of Chapter Seven-
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