Here's another one-shot that I wrote for day 2 of KC Fanfic Week on Tumblr. Day 2 is Dark Fanfic day! Woooo! This one is rated M for themes of murder.

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Caroline was hungry. Thirsty. She could feel the starvation eating away at her. Her senses were on overdrive with the smell of blood, the sound of blood pumping through all the humans' veins who were walking around on the street above the underground cellar she was stuck in. She could feel the vervain from the manacles burn into her skin, making it sizzle and release the smell of burning flesh, but she didn't let it get to her. She kept her eyes solely on her captor, licking her lips hungrily as she breathed slowly in and out, glaring at his dark form from across the room.

"I'm going to kill you." Caroline breathed in a dark but frighteningly sweet voice.

The dark figure chuckled. It was the laugh of a man with countless schemes to put in place. A man who felt free; the opposite of what Caroline currently was.

"And how do you propose you do that? Surely you know that you can't kill the King of New Orleans without consequences being enforced. I've been building up my army for years longer than what you have even lived, gorgeous."

He stepped toward her out of the shadows and Caroline was finally able to see him for the first time. He had a large grin on his face, one of an entertainer. His skin was that of a dark caramel colour and his eyes were almost black.

Caroline released a delirious laugh, throwing her head back as she did so before looking back at him. She was finally able to put a name to his face.

"At last we finally meet, Marcel. Or should I say Marcellus?" she said innocently, and the name clearly hit a nerve. She grinned broadly at his sour reaction to his full name. "I've heard a lot about you, Marcellus."

Marcel's frown deepened and he took the last few steps forward he needed to reach Caroline and grabbed her chin in his hand. "I don't go by that name. Not anymore."

"Too many daddy issues, Marcellus?" Caroline said sweetly before letting out another chuckle. "I know all about that too. But hey, that was your own fault. You and your little blonde distraction are the reason Klaus wants you dead. You have no one to blame by yourself."

Marcel furrowed his brow and narrowed his eyes at the blonde who only kept grinning up at him and licking her lips. She swallowed, trying to wet her dry throat. So hungry…

"You are a real bitch with your humanity off, Caroline. I don't see why Klaus would put up with you as his sex toy."

Caroline rolled her eyes at the 'sex toy' comment. "You're just jealous that my lover still wants me and yours left you for that petty little human I used to call 'friend'. Little cute, human, alive Matty Blue-Blue."

As soon as Caroline finished, several vampires and what Caroline could distinguish as a human came through the doorway into the stone room. Caroline's eyes landed on the human girl Thierry was holding up, and she swallowed hungrily when she saw and smelt the blood dripping from the girl's throat. She took a shaky breath in as she focussed on the girl, the veins under her eyes showing and her fangs appearing through her gums. Caroline didn't care how many vampires there were surrounding her, she just wanted the girl.

"You look a little hungry." Marcel started, but Caroline ignored him. "How about a trade? You tell me where Klaus Mikaelson is, and I'll give you the girl."

"You'll just keep me locked up in here." She deadpanned.

"Or I might let you go if you leave and never come back."

"No promises."

"Then starve." He said simply and gestured for Thierry and the others to take the girl away.

Caroline watched as they started to take her meal away and a growl escaped from deep in her throat. "Fine. I'll tell you."

Marcel held a hand up to stop Thierry from taking the girl away and he grinned at Caroline. He clapped his hands and rubbed them together eagerly. "Okay, gorgeous. Spill the beans."

Caroline gave him a maniacal grin. "You want to know where Klaus is?" she said and he nodded. Caroline ran her tongue over her teeth before Marcel's attention was stolen from her by the noise of a neck snapping behind him.

Caroline laughed as she took in the shock that Marcel was faced with as he watched Diego collapse to the floor at Klaus' feet. Within those few seconds that it took Marcel to snap out of shock, Klaus had ripped out the hearts and spilled the blood of most of Marcel's men. Caroline watched on completely enthralled by the sight of her lover spilling so much blood just to free her. Klaus held the last guy in a headlock as he looked at both Caroline and Marcel. Marcel had his hands up, trying to get a hold of the situation as much as he could.

"Now," Klaus said, still holding Thierry in a tight headlock, "You're going to let Caroline go, and you aren't going to try anything idiotic or else I will kill you and your boy here, Marcellus."

"Let Thierry go and I'll let the girl go." Marcel replied with an even voice. He'd already lost too many men. He wasn't going to risk losing Thierry too.

Klaus gave him a calculating look, then nodded. "Okay, alright. I'm willing to bargain this one time." He said and turned Thierry around to look at him. "You are going to stand over there in that corner where I can keep an eye on you." Klaus said to Thierry, compelling him to make sure he did so. Klaus grinned, an idea coming to mind when he glanced shortly over at Caroline. "And you're going to let Caroline kill you."

Caroline beamed, her mood perking up at the thought of finally being able to make a kill again after being chained up in this horrible, dank room for days. Thierry's face took on an expression of horror, but he didn't object, the compulsion from the Original Hybrid too strong. Marcel started yelling at Klaus, but Klaus simply held up a hand to silence him, then pointed at Caroline.

"Let her go, Marcellus, or else we won't stop at Thierry. I will slaughter every man and woman in this city that you took from me years ago, and you will be alone for all eternity."

Klaus' eyes were cold as he stared down Marcel, and Caroline loved it. Marcel glared at Klaus for a long moment before making his way over to Caroline and releasing her from the manacles. She felt relief as soon as she was free from the vervain chains, and she was hit with a shot of adrenaline at the thought of ripping one of her captors' heads off. She smirked at the two men before making her way over to Thierry, who looked at her with wide eyes. He was starting to shake, obviously trying to fight off the compulsion, but unable to do so. Caroline patted his chest gently with her hand and looked at him sympathetically.

"Don't worry, honey. I'll make it quick."

Before he could even respond, Caroline's hand was in his chest and she quickly pulled it out, hearing the tear of all the arteries being ripped apart when she pulled his heart out in her fist. She watched emotionlessly as he collapsed at her feet. She turned around to face Marcel and Klaus, still holding Thierry's heart in her open palm, her hand covered in blood all the way up to her wrist.

"Well that was fun, but not nearly as amusing as it would be to kill you." She said blankly to Marcel.

Caroline caught the smirk Klaus gave her, but Marcel distracted her with his raised voice. "You're both heartless. Absolutely heartless!"

"No, Thierry's the one that's heartless." She said and tossed his heart to the side. Klaus chuckled and made his way over to her, brushing his thumb over her cheek. Caroline looked over Klaus' shoulder back at Marcel who was glaring at them with fire in his eyes. "I'd suggest you leave now before we kill you too."

"Well you might as well kill me now. I have nothing left." Marcel fired back at her.

Caroline and Klaus exchanged looks and Caroline sighed boredly, obviously disinteresting in what Marcel had to say. Klaus was the one who spoke up, and Caroline was more than happy to just listen to his accented voice.

"I've changed my mind Marcellus. I do not wish to kill you. I want you to live a lonely life by yourself, and don't even bother looking for Rebekah. She's got another dagger in her heart. She has for the past forty years."

Marcel stood there glaring at them, looking pained by his sire's words. Caroline pressed her lips into a thin line.

"Leave." She demanded and he did so after one more aggravated glare at the two of them.

The pair were now alone, and they looked over the several bloodied bodies around them. The floor was covered in blood. Too bad none of it was human blood. Caroline licked her lips hungrily before turning back to Klaus, finding him watching her with a look of interest. Caroline grinned and took the opportunity to press a crushing kiss to his lips which he eagerly returned. She missed his cherry red lips against hers, and she missed the feeling of his strong hands gripping at her waist. She could hear a low growl come from the back of his throat. All the want and lust she had been bottling up over the days she was locked in here finally pouring out.

She broke her lips away from his after a while to catch her breath. "You have no idea how much I missed you." She said as she let her thumb trace along his bottom lip. Klaus smirked at her, his partner in crime, his lover, his Queen.

"As did I. I needed my Queen back by my side." He replied and crushed her lips again with another rough, lust-filled kiss.

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Celeste xoxo