Pv – Caroline

The conversation with Elena was exhausting and her attempts to convince me that he had changed disgusted me, so what if he has changed what he did to me was wrong and he will pay for I it. Not with his life, I wasn't a killer. After leaving the dorm I headed straight for the boarding house determined on my target however the closer I got the more I heard. As I opened the door to the Salvatore's my heart stopped at the vision that had forced its way into my mind. Klaus had Damon pinned up against the wall, his full hybrid features showing.

"Well it seems like you ... have hurt someone very close to me and for that you deserve to die" I watched in shock as Klaus's hand slide into Damon chest like a knife through butter, the strangled scream that came with the intrusion shot through the air making me cringe. Klaus's muscles tensed and began withdrawing his hand while his fingers were still clasped around his heart, I panicked then and a shot of adrenaline filled my veins. I don't know how I did it but one moment he was towering over Damon and the next he was on his knee's as I give him an aneurysm, over and over his brain cells exploded as they healed at an inhuman speed.

Knowing that he had fallen and let go of Damon's heart I felt the power leave me as quickly as it had come, vacating my body leaving me coming down from a slight high. Running over the were Klaus had fallen I check that he was okay, my heart almost stopped as I saw blood trickling from his ears and mouth. How could I have done this I didn't mean to hurt him I just wanted him away from Damon, I wanted to punish him "Don't worry Blondie, his a vampire were durable … Elena told me you had become a witch, how convenient?" The sound of his voice shattered the worry I was feeling and the urge for revenge came back with fury annoyed that it had been subdued once before.

My fingertips tingled with power and I knew that I could take Damon, I just knew it. "Yeah it was unexpected all this supernatural stuff, really gets you remembering old nightmares" I replied with fake cheer walking towards Stefan. If I wanted revenge on Damon, Stefan needed to be out of the way I didn't want to hurt him and I knew that if I didn't incapacitate him he would fight against me with Damon, even after he knew what he did to me. When I stood beside him I envisioned him being paralyzed and with a touch of my finger he was. A small giggle left my mouth as it truly dawned on me that I was powerful, that no one would be able to manipulate me again "What have you done to him?" Damon questioned with a hint of worry beneath the curiosity he portrayed. "Oh just paralyzed him so he doesn't get hurt" I muttered completely aware that he would be able to hear me.

"What are you going on about Barbie, Who's going to hurt Stefan?" Disregarding his question I decided to cut to the heart of the conversation bored by the fact that he hadn't caught on. "It seems that being a witch allows you to reach and unlock memories that you thought you had once lost" I stated looking right into his deep blue eyes. It was then that I saw the realization fill his eyes, satisfied with the fact that he knew why I was here I stalked towards him with a predatory gait. From the corner of my eye I saw Klaus beginning to stir I had to do it quickly, I didn't want him to die but boy could I make him suffer.

Moving forward quickly I attempted to use the same trick I used of Klaus on Damon; however no matter how hard I tried the tingling sensation of power wouldn't come. I saw Damon's face as he realized that I was unable to do the spell, It was a look of relief. I watched in slow motion as he ran towards me his hands ready to crush my wind pipe, as he came closer and closer I felt it building at the same rate as my fear. Just as he stopped in front of me I smacked my hands against his chest sending him to the floor, I felt electricity fizzle through my fingers and into his body sending him twitching to the floor. As he lay frothing on the floor I smiled knowing that I had just fried every system in his body, it will take him a while to heal from that.

As I went to step over him my full body slumped and the ground rushed up to meet my face, then all went black ...

My body ached all over telling me that I had truly overexerted, struggling I tried to remember what I had done at cheer leading practice to make me feel this fatigued. Flashes came at first showing Klaus towering over Damon, Damon rushing towards me, Damon on the floor twitching in his own pool of drool. Confusion clouded my brain before it cleared leaving a perfect picture of what had happened I had got my revenge.

Sitting up from the bed I was I noticed with apprehension that it wasn't my little single bed that was situated back at my dorm, it was a massive king sized bed with silk coverings. The fear that accompanied the new knowledge was paralyzing, where was I? "Ah I see that your up" The overwhelming feeling of safety settled against me as I heard the familiar English accent and I relaxed against the headboard. I had only just met him but just being in his presence makes me feel safe, precious.

"What happened" I mumbled incoherently taken aback by the dryness of my throat, after a glass of water had been thrust into my hands by the hybrid himself I took a drink. Welcoming the cool liquid as it traveled down the inside of my throat, after clearing any obstruction that would render my voice incoherent I tried again this time succeeding if not for a little rasp. "Well love, it seems your not as well adjusted to been a witch as you thought, you need to get used to the power or else it will just overload your brain and you will pass out" he muttered petulantly.

"What's wrong?" I asked after recognizing the annoyed tone he was using "Nothing … nothing is wrong at all … it's not like one of the few people I almost trust fry my brain and then put themselves in danger" he muttered in the same tone waving his arms around for emphasis. "Look Klaus am sorry but I didn't mean to … it just sort of happened, you were stood over Damon hand in his chest – which is gross by the way – and then you were clutching your head it took me a moment to realize I was causing you pain" I mused aloud slightly frustrated that he was blaming me for this "I know what he did to you Caroline, he deserves to die" his word shocked me, he actually wanted to kill Damon for me.

The old high school girl in my was jumping up and down in elation and my college self wasn't doing much better "He doesn't deserve to die, I have to admit he is different now to what he was I don't think I will ever forgive him but to kill him! … No I can't let you do that" his eyes flashed at my words "Let me" he growled "You won't let me, why would I listen to you? Why would I stop for you?" I flinched at his words and wasn't surprised when I felt the sting of tears prick my eyes; however I wasn't who I once was I wouldn't let anyone rule me. Broadening my shoulder I stood with my chin held high and looked directly at him "You would stop for me because I would make you stop" my voice sounded a lot more strong than I felt and I watched as his lips twitched and the tension in the room lightened.

"Oh how I do love a challenge, sweetheart" scoffing I turned around scanning the room "Where am I?" I questioned and the slight smirk across his features alerted me that this was his room, I had slept in his bed. That fact alone made my stomach do weird somersaults and sent my heart racing, as his smile increased I realized that he could hear my heart rate increasing as I took in the room and it's meanings.

Clearing my throat I made to speak; however as I did so did Klaus, laughing nervously I motioned for him to continue "So how about some breakfast, you slept through the night you must have really tired yourself out" He stated motioning toward the kitchen with his thumb. After agreeing we walked down the hallway and into the most gorgeous kitchen I have ever laid eyes on, it was a top chefs dream. After I had finally taken my eyes of the gleaming kitchen I noticed Klaus laughing at me "It's like you've never seen a kitchen" he muttered obviously perplexed by my actions. "Are you kidding me this isn't just any kitchen, it's THE perfect kitchen I mean just look at it" I rambled stopping only when it seemed to amuse Klaus further

"So do you know how to use this kick-ass kitchen of yours to make me a sandwich or are you just going to stare" I joked and within minutes he had me seated at the dining table with a turkey and lettuce sandwich in front of me. Raising my eyebrows sceptically at him as I tried it … and it was amazing, surely he would have picked up a few cooking skills during his 1000 years of being on the earth but how could he have made a turkey sandwich so god damn orgasmic. Could food be orgasmic … well if it couldn't it was definitely close to it.

I had to stifle a groan of appreciation as I tasted all the explosions that was happening in my mouth, if you have ever seen the film Ratatouille you could imagine what it was like. Within seconds of it being placed in front of me I had demolished it with barely a speck of crumbs left on the plate. After I had finished I felt a flush of embarrassment, I hardly ate lady-like at all looking a Klaus my suspicions were confirmed he was barely holding in a hearty laugh when I scowled at him. "That was delicious" I noted through I doubt it was necessary 'actions speak louder than words.

I stood up to put the plate in the dishwasher when it happened, it was like time slowed and the plate fell from my hands. Faintly I heard the plate smash and Klaus cure and then I was gone, I could still feel the floor beneath my feet, I could feel it when Klaus's hands wrapped around me but words were lost. The pictures started slow at first letting me take in what they were, the first was of a baby girl no older than two stood in the middle of a town flames licking all around her. She didn't know how she knew but she knew that the little girl was her, the next picture came and she was sat motionless staring out of a taxi window at a sign were 'New Orleans' was stamped across it. She was older in this one by a few years and this time there was no doubt that it was a younger her, she had her blue eyes and blonde hair the same nose, everything just screamed that she was me. The next vision was quicker a dark-skinned man in his mid twenties screamed at an army 'find her' and after that the visions got increasingly harder to understand but she knew what she had to do.

She came crashing back to reality, literally Klaus had been carrying her motionless body back towards his room when she suddenly jerked rolling herself out of his grip. Before she could even get her bearings Klaus had her sat on the floor and was crouched in-front of her "Tell me what you saw, Caroline" he willed however the only words she could speak were …

"New Orleans we need to go to New Orleans"

A/N

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