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Klaus pov

Red. Red seemed like a good colour to start with. Klaus dipped his paintbrush into the crimson colored paint and started brushing random strokes on the blank canvas standing before him. He then dipped it back into a jar of water before adding more primary colors to it.

The Hybrid decided to let his emotions take over from there, something he hardly ever did and kept hidden for the world. He wouldn't be able to call his creations significant art if he didn't let himself occasionally step into the emotional mindset of a true artist. Klaus let himself sink into his thoughts.

It had been exactly three days since Bonnie's little mishap, or what his siblings preferred referring to as the 'incident'. The mansion felt gloomy and the air was filled with a thick tension. This all despite Kol finally returning. Klaus sighed.

Elijah had filled his impulsive younger brother in on the situation immediately. Kol had taken the news surrounding the horrifying prophecy surprisingly well, and let's just say he looked forward on the prospect of living with a witch. Or more accurately, a girl.

Klaus grunted at the thought of Kol getting his grubby hands on his little witch. Since his brothers arrival he had warned him many times already that Bonnie's room was off limits. Unfortunately, he knew him better than that. Kol didn't care much for his threats and warnings. Maybe it would be for the best if he just daggered him and got it over with already. The Hybrid growled in annoyance and added more colours to his paintbrush. His strokes became a powerful mixture of aggression and passion.

Like the situation couldn't get any better, Bonnie was refusing to come out of her chamber. After she blacked out in his room three days ago, he had carried her to her own and compelled a physician to tend to her wounds. There had been a second of pure terror and angst. A sensation he merely ever felt. Fear that he had killed her. Turned her, for that matter. Klaus gritted his teeth at how weak he had become and smashed more paint against the canvas violently.

Bonnie had been alright. The doctor had informed him that it was the outcome of an unfortunate combination of stress and exhaustion, which had forced her body to collapse in serious need of rest. After a day of resting she would be just fine, he had told him. Days had passed. To his complete and utter misery, the deviant little witch just had to be the most stubborn woman alive. Telling the maids she was still feeling too exhausted to attend to dinner with him and his sibling. Basically, telling them…or more accurately telling him to fuck off.

Klaus had decided to let her misbehavior pass for now. For her sake, but mostly for his. He had to clear his mind of the damage the 'incident' had left him with. The girl was really getting to him, and he couldn't have that. Klaus inhaled deeply, knowing he had made a mistake.

It had been necessary to discipline her. She needed to know her place. There had been no other choice than to punish and claim her. A strong urge to hurt her. In a haze filled with lust and rage he had decided to take her virginity. Make her his and bind her to him forever. He swallowed hard when the haunting image of her beautiful body filled his mind once again. She had been absolutely flawless. Laying on his silk bed the little witch had appeared like the most exquisite piece of art. She put all the art pieces he had ever created to absolute shame. Her luscious body and perfect curves. Her emerald eyes glazed over with the sweetest tears. How she smelled of lavender mixed with the pure odor of life. How his cold dead fingertips felt under her soft warm body.

He had never felt more desire for anything in his life.

Despite his needs, he couldn't. He knew he should of. It would have been the best and cruelest lesson he could have possibly taught her. It would have broken her.

A feeling of self-loathing consumed him. He had simply been to weak. Too weak to carry the emotional weight that her tears represented. Perhaps even afraid of blowing those little flames in her eyes out for good. He almost gagged at his pathetically poetic thoughts.

At the end the Hybrid had settled for sucking some blood out of that delicious looking body. That would have to suffice as punishment. It wasn't what he really craved, but it certainly wasn't a bad replacement. However, it was a one-time thing. If she would ever break one of his ground rules again he would see no other way than claiming her forever. It didn't matter if she would be willing or not. It had to be done.

Klaus exhilarated in the thought of the day which would probably display itself in the near future just as much as he mourned it for uncertain reasons. Reasons he would never let himself give in to.

He breathed in sharply. He couldn't let his emotions get the better of him. He wouldn't, not this time. Klaus glanced back up at the canvas. The white of it was now completely taken over by all types of striking colors. He squeezed his eyes half closed and pursed his lips together in concentrating, trying to find any specific shapes hidden in his work. The overall form looked suspiciously like a…like a face. Like a –

Klaus abruptly dropped his paintbrush as his eyes widened in shock. How could this possibly have happened?

Without even noticing it, the random strokes of colours had formed itself into an abstract portrait of Bonnie's beautiful face. He could make out her angelic lips created with all kinds of shades and the emerald tinted spots that had involuntarily shaped into her green orbs, finished up with golden speckles representing the fire in her eyes.

His breath hitched in his throat. It was an absolute exquisite piece of art, even though he said it himself. Apparently, his subconscious mind had known exactly what he had actually been craving to paint. Klaus scanned his work over with a professional eye. It was absolutely breathtaking. He couldn't break contact with it.

A knock on the door brusquely pulled him out of his stare. He growled. Why did everyone in this bloody house always have the most inconvenient timing?

'Give me a minute.' The Hybrid grunted. He grabbed a small towel and wiped off some paint covering his hands before quickly turning around the easel the canvas was standing on. He couldn't have anyone seeing this painting. He could only imagine the difficult questions it would form in the minds of his siblings, or worse…Bonnie's. He would be damned if anyone would ever lay their eyes on this precious piece of art.

He stalked towards his chamber door and swung it open with an annoyed expression on his face. Elijah immediately walked in, closely followed by Kai. Klaus rolled his eyes. Like this day hadn't been challenging enough already.

He hadn't really spoken to his older brother since the incident. He knew Elijah highly disapproved of him punishing Bonnie. He probably suspected that he had forced himself on her. The same went for Rebekah and Kol. To be frank, they weren't far off. His siblings knew better than to ask him about it though, so they just simply avoided him and acted like they were oblivious to the situation. Anything to keep themselves from provoking the monster inside of Klaus.

'To what do I owe the pleasure of this lovely company?' He asked sarcastically while seating himself on a couch with a thud, letting his disinterest shine through.

Elijah ignored him and stalked towards the place Klaus had been painting merely two minutes ago. His eyes held a curious expression and his forehead a frown.

'You have been painting again.' He murmured more to himself than to Klaus. He reached his arm out to turn the canvas standing before him. The Hybrid quickly speeded towards him and stopped Elijah's hand just in time.

'Yes, what of it?' He asked annoyed. He hated it when his brother got nosy.

'You haven't touched a paintbrush since Freya's death.' Elijah shot back.

'I fail to see your point, brother. What exactly are you inquiring?' Klaus raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

'Nothing at all. I just couldn't help but notice.' The moral original proclaimed while staring back at him. Klaus rolled his eyes and snorted a bit.

'Right.' He ended the conversation and turned to Kai, who was still standing next to the door.

'I assume there is a reason for this underwhelming visit? I hope either of you didn't just come here to discuss art with me. Spit it out now or leave.' He stalked towards his nightstand and poured himself a glass of scotch for the change.

'Yes, as a matter of a fact there is Niklaus. I am afraid it is not one that will please you.' Elijah said, a serious scowl forming itself on his face. 'Malachai, inform him on what you told me.'

'Prey tell.' Klaus exhaled while taking a seat on the couch. He turned his head to his warlock servant.

'It's about the prophecy.' Kai began explaining. 'Like you ordered, I searched countless of witches to find out more about its content and how it can be broken. I even studied it but couldn't find any valid information. It's nothing I've ever heard about before. All the witches told me the exact same thing as I already concluded, it can't be broken. The witchy Bonnie girl will be the Mikaelsons downfall or savior, I reckon there's no way in hell you can do anything to prevent that. And to be honest, I can feel the temporary protection spell I placed on you and your siblings weaken already. I can feel the weight of it pulling me down. It won't hold much longer. A few weeks at most. After that, I guess it will only be a matter of time before you or one of you siblings drops dead and –'

Klaus smashed his glass of scotch against the wall, making it shatter to pieces. He speeded towards Kai and grabbed him by his collar aggressively.

'NO! If you value your life you will know better than to finish that sentence.' He fumed while letting gold flash threw his eyes. Kai breathed in sharply and shivered under the Hybrids glare.

'Niklaus…' Elijah said while approaching his outraged brother cautiously.

'Don't, Elijah. Don't.' Klaus warned, while still glaring into Kai's eyes. 'There has to be another way. You haven't done your work as my servant properly. You failed me, Malachai!' He roared in the warlocks face.

'If you ever, and I mean ever drop that protection spell you will meet your end in ways your pesky little mind can't possibly imagine. Excruciating pain. Have I made myself clear?' He pushed Kai away from him violently, making the young warlock hit the ground hard, barely containing a screech.

'Yes…' Kai managed to whimper out while trying his best to get back on his feet. 'I guess…I guess there could be an alternative. But it's a massive risk…like huge.' He started again.

'It better be good - and by that I indicate it better be so bloody good that I might consider sparing your worthless little life.' Klaus growled while crossing his arms and giving his servant a skin crawling glare.

'Were listening.' Elijah added smoothly while straightening out his suit out of habit.

'Well, I'm just saying…you could always kill the Bennett girl. I'll give it a solid fifty percent chance that the prophecy will die down with her. I say it's worth the risk. Would you rather walk to a certain death or still have half the chance of surviving this? It's your best shot. Your only shot.' Kai ended his speech carefully. A moment of silence filled the room before the moral original spoke up again.

'Out of the question.' He announced while turning to his brother. 'Niklaus, we had a deal. The girl lives. There must be another way, we just need to dig deeper. I am positive that there is a loophole, there has to be.' Elijah ran a hand through his hair and seated himself on the sofa with a sigh.

'You don't understand, Elijah.' Kai exhaled. 'Killing Bonnie is the loophole.'

Klaus felt a cringe crawl down his spine when he heard her name. Killing Bonnie is the loophole. The words thundered through his mind. It was like being pulled out of a slumber filled with mixed emotions and debating himself. He looked up and saw both men staring at him. Their eyes filled with suspense. Waiting for him to say something.

He unlocked his tense jaw to form words. But what to say? His open lips froze abruptly when he heard something. It was the softest gasp imaginable, coming from right outside his chamber. He snapped up his neck towards the hole he had punched into the wall days ago, the exact spot where the small sound had come from.

Klaus's eyes widened in anger. Someone had been eavesdropping. He rushed towards the hole and faintly recognized the familiar smell hanging there. When he heard rapid footsteps running through the hall his suspicions were confirmed.

Bonnie.


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