Hey all! I've decided that there will be one more chapter to this story and then an epilogue. The next chapter should be fairly long and kind of pull everything together in a nice way. Thank you all for reading & enjoy!
Don't Forget To Think Of Me- Chapter Ten
"Davina Claire! I know you hate me. But, it'd be nice for you to show your face!" Klaus screamed out loud, making their way back into the Mikaelson compound. He was quite thankful that Marcel and his vampire army weren't around to bother him about questions regarding who Caroline was and why she was there.
"What makes you think that she's here, Klaus?" A voice came out from behind them, causing them both to turn around as Klaus smiled at her. "Freya. The next person that I was going to come see if Davina wasn't around. Perfect timing." He commented, watching as Freya rolled her eyes.
"Freya Mikaelson, my long-lost sister. Meet Caroline Forbes. Her and I go some ways back to my Mystic Falls days and to be honest, I'm kind of glad she's here at the moment." Klaus told his sister as she crossed her arms over her chest, walking around Caroline in an observant way. "She's a vampire?" Freya asked as Caroline nodded.
"So, what's she doing with you?" Freya asked, a curious tone in her voice as she kept her eyes glued on Caroline and Klaus took a step away from her, guiding his sister towards the Mikaelson mansion.
"It's okay, she can be trusted. Look, she asked me to help her and I agreed. So, I'm glad you're here because we need you to help us locate someone." He explained, watching as Freya glanced back at Caroline, still unsure of it.
"Are you sure that-." She began to say as Klaus nodded. "We can trust her. I promise." He said, asking her again if she could help them. Freya exhaled deeply, feeling a bit of unease about the task. However, she was trying to make amends lately with her brothers and keep the family together as much as she could. "Okay." She sighed out, leading them into the house and telling that she needed to find the grimoire.
"So, who are we searching for?" Freya asked with a curious tone.
"A woman. My friends back in Mystic Falls think that it's Katherine Petrova's daughter, Naida. And, let's just say that we need to find her before she finds us." Caroline replied, giving them both a worried look as Klaus placed his hand gently onto Caroline's shoulder, leaning in slowly as he said. "It's going to be okay, love. She's going to help us track her down. Because if she doesn't. I'm going to toss her into a coffin."
"Just turn it off, it's a lot more fun that way." Damon taunted him, leaning over his shoulder while he smirked at Stefan and took the blood bag away from his brother's hands, ripping it open and sipping away from it. Stefan looked away from his brother, part of him feeling guilty for what they were about to do. "The minute we find her, we rip her head off." Damon concluded, smirking as blood smeared across his teeth and Stefan glanced over at him. "Come on, Stef! We're in this together. Now, flip the damn switch!" Damon tried once more, noticing the internal struggle within his brother's green gaze.
He was conflicted. Burdened by the feelings of hurt and guilty. He didn't want to work for Cade. But, did he really have a choice in the matter? Not really. Stefan closed his eyes, feeling his humanity teetering on the edge and just as he had done a few times before. The goodness in him was stripped away and ripper bared his teeth.
"So, who are we going to kill next?" Stefan stood up, popping his neck from side to side and grinning with a devililious smile as Damon patted him on the shoulder with a smirk. "There's my boy!" He exclaimed proudly, leading Stefan to the entrance of the Mystic Falls Hospital where a young nurse stood near the receptionist desk with a welcoming smile.
"Excuse me, ma'am." Stefan said, leaning against the receptionist desk as the woman glanced upward to see that Damon was slumped over on a chair in the waiting room. "How long is the wait going to take? My brother over there is probably slowly dying." Stefan commented with a fake look of concern, watching as the woman looked down at her computer and then shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, sir. It's probably going to be another 20-30 minutes."
"20-30 minutes?" Stefan scoffed, locking his eyes onto her as he turned towards Damon and before the woman could blink, they were both compelling her and the sick patients around them.
"Now, Tara…" Stefan's voice trailed off as he smiled with his eyes glistening and his mind swirling with the desire to rip her throat open. He was blood hungry, barely being able to control himself around his brother and acting as if his small action of self-control was working. When in reality, Stefan could hardly wait to slaughter as many people as he could get his hands on. The blood lust was overtaking him in every way and he knew that eventually, he'd be too far gone for any help at all.
"I suggest you come with me." He replied to the brown haired nurse, having her guide him to the back-examination rooms.
"What seems to be the problem?" She asked him, watching Damon pacing outside the room while Stefan tilted his head to the side and gave her a sinister grin. He was licking his lips, self-control be damned he thought to himself as he pressed her up against the wall and she gasped, her facial features pleading with him to let her go. Yet, her body couldn't move. Tara closed her eyes, her whole-body tense and shaking as Stefan glided his finger over her collar bone and leaned in, kissing her skin softly. He could hear her pulse quicken. She was scared and it was showing when he backed away for a moment and told her how beautiful she was. "Don't be scared….You'll be a perfect candidate…" His voice trailed off, his tone soft and calming as Tara's brown eyes gave him a bewildered look and she asked in an unsure tone. "A perfect candidate for what?"
Stefan laughed a little, leaning into her ear as he whispered. "To work for the devil sweetheart. Believe me, he can hardly wait for your soul."
"I thought that you'd be long gone by now after the destruction you've caused." Katherine commented, turning around to see her daughter. Naida's clothing was stained with dirt and crimson red blood, her eyes bloodshot and her mouth covered in blood. She had left a trail of bodies without barely having any time or decency to cover them up.
"How'd you find me?" She asked Katherine, watching her mother cross her arms over her chest as the brunette exhaled deeply and looked down at her shoes. "It wasn't too hard. I tracked you, using a little black magic help from a witch or two." She commented while Naida took a step forward, what looked like a white oak stake in her hands and a bag of a few others tossed over her shoulder.
"If you're wanting to kill me too. That's not going to do it." Katherine said, pointing down the stake in her daughter's hands as Naida shrugged her shoulders. "I don't want to kill you, mother. I don't. But, the urge of taking away your life somehow seems satisfying….It's your soul that I want. It's dark and evil. I know this might not do it. But, I've got others."
Katherine shook her head, fear in her eyes as the tears began to cascade down her cheeks and suddenly she felt like she couldn't move. Her feet stuck to the ground, her body paralyzed with fear. "Why can't I move? What's going on here! Naida, why can't I move?"
Naida took a step towards Katherine, her eyes filled with blood lust and from what Katherine could tell, she was too far gone to be saved. There wasn't much else she could do any longer. "I've got witches too, mother. One's that are way more powerful than yours and ones that are devoted to me. Protecting me from creatures like you. From the darkness."
"You don't think I know that you sent the Salvatore brother's after me, mother? Because, I do. You know, a betrayal of trust like that. It shouldn't be forgiven at all. It shouldn't be taken lightly. It deserves punishment and consequences!" Naida shouted out with an angered tone, circling around Katherine as the brunette closed her eyes. She knew what was coming. She knew that soon enough, her soul would be dragged back to hell and Cade wouldn't forgive her for failing him. She'd be in an eternity of misery without anyone around her that even cared. Maybe that's what she had deserved after all. Maybe her daughter was right? Katherine wasn't a pure soul, she never really had been.
"If you kill me. It's not going to end your curse, it's going to bring you even more heartache and despair. Honey, I know that I've made my mistakes. But, I love you. Please don't do this! Please, think about what you're doing." Katherine begged, her voice cracked as Naida smiled and then took a step towards her, pulling her down while she fisted her hair in between her fingers and stared at her.
"It won't change anything, mother. You might have loved me. But, I can't say the same for you!" Naida explained, suddenly taking another stake out of her bag and stabbing Katherine in the heart. Naida watched as her mother's face turned grey and Katherine's lifeless body slumped to the floor. She inhaled sharply as she lifted her arms in defeat and shouted out into the silence around them. "Is this what you wanted, Cade? For me to kill the only person who had ever loved me! Because, there you go! I did it! I did it to be free of you! I killed her for you. Now, set me free! Let me go!" She pleaded with tears in her eyes, turning around briskly when she heard a set of footsteps behind her and Cade appeared, applauding her efforts.
"Do you really think it's that easy to free yourself from me?" He laughed, hearing her gasp as she locked her eyes onto him and he stood in front of her.
"It'll never be that easy, Naida. Besides, that's not all I want. You're not done yet. Frankly, you're just getting started. I want them all dead dear girl. Every single one of them until their souls are trapped in hell and there is no way out. I want all of their blood. Everything, until the very last drop." He replied, handing her a napkin to wipe off her blood-stained hands as she swallowed the lump in her throat and stared at him blankly while wiping her tears away. She stared down at Katherine, still in disbelief. It wasn't supposed to end like this. Yet, he was the one who had taken over her very being. He had compelled her to finish the job and kill her own mother. If anyone's hands should have been blood stained. It was Cade's.
"What do you mean by them?" She asked as Cade chuckled, smiling at her. He shrugged his shoulders back while he placed his hands into his pockets and then stated in an evil tone before disappearing out of sight. "I think you know what I mean. Kill the vampires, sweetheart. All of them. Including the Salvatore brothers. Soon enough, they'll be useless to me."