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Chapter 11
Niklaus had spent his life being terrorized by Mikael. He had been hunted for 1,000 years across various continents but this time he could taste the terror. This was not in fear for his own life, it was abject terror for Caroline and his unborn child. Klaus had made his way to the alley where the girls were attacked. Sending Meredith back to the house with Enzo he had begun to literally sniff out his prey. The stench of Tyler Lockwood permeated the very air; he could also detect traces of vervain. He tracked him to the area where the alley intersected with the street and the trail grew cold. He assumed that's where they had transportation waiting, knowing if he had staged a kidnapping that was the most logical move.
Glancing to his right he looked to Elijah his eyes flickering and changing between colors denoting his unstable state. "Go and fetch Davina brother and bring her here!" Elijah left with all haste as Klaus turned his attention to Rebecca. "Get out of my sight before I rip you to shreds." He said as he turned away focusing his attention on his surroundings.
Klaus looked around at the numerous shops and throngs of people; they all seemed collide in a moving mass of humanity. Spying an elderly man sitting on a bench with his cane he compelled him to tell him what he had observed from the alley. The man told him about the strange van that had parked there and about the girl being placed inside. For an elderly human he was even able to describe the van with a good amount of clarity. Niklaus released him and paced restlessly up and down the street awaiting Elijah and Davina's arrival.
Caroline:
The torture she had endured seemed to have run on endlessly she no longer screamed out as they soaked her over and over with vervain and wolfsbane. When that didn't elicit a good enough response Tyler had left and given his werewolf buddies a gun loaded with wooden bullets. They had shot her in the arms, legs, chest, and head till they grew bored.
Finally the pain and blood loss had let her succumb to peaceful darkness. She wanted to die to escape the agony however the pain in her abdomen continued and she dreamed she was on a wave. The pain seeming to crest and recede with every pain filled breath she took. As vague consciousness returned she sensed she was alone. Moving one finger carefully she felt a small amount of relief that there were no more bullets riddling her abused body.
Listening for any sign of her attackers she was careful not to move any further and to keep her breathing was so scared that they would come back and begin to torture her again. Finally in the distance she heard chanting and the sound of screams that were gradually getting closer. She wanted to yell out but when she opened her mouth she choked on her own blood and began drowning. Lacking the strength to roll over she lay there feeling her life draining away.
Niklaus lost count of the hearts he had ripped out. Once Davina had arrived and performed a locator spell using his blood to trace the child Caroline carried he had made it to the abandoned plantation with record speed. The first guard he attacked triggered the wolf and now everything was a giant blur of blood and gore. He felt Caroline's life slipping away as the wolf in him raged at losing its mate. Slamming his muzzle through the last wolf's chest he sped into the ruins of the abandoned plantation's lower floor. The smell of her blood and the echoes of torture were overwhelming in intensity. As he reached the door he slammed into an invisible barrier. Changing back to human form he screamed for Elijah to hurry with Davina. He could hear Caroline choking and knew that time was running out quickly as her heart was barely beating. Davina took precious seconds to bring down the barrier. The moment it fell he rushed to Caroline's side heedless of his undressed state and everything but the light faint beat of her heart and the slightly faster beat of another. Biting into his wrist he forced the blood into her mouth. Noticing it wasn't going down he saw that her throat carried a bullet wound. "Sorry love." He said as he removed the wooden bullet and again offered her blood. Satisfied that she had taken just enough to sustain her life he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the car Elijah had waiting. Feeling something warm run down the side of his arm as he carried her he saw the blood oozing from between Caroline's thighs.
Furious he knew that Tyler had not been killed in the attack and he vowed that once Caroline was safe he was going to find the little whelp and kill him slowly.