Chapter 12
A/N: This is an AU story for the vampire diaries. I do not own the vampire dairies.
Hey guys here is another chapter that I had thought of for Klaroline. I don't know if any of you guys know the story of Marcel. But this will be somewhat similar. Marcel still excisted but there was another person that Klaus had knew. Enjoy.
Klaus, Elijah, and Rebekah were walking in the city. Klaus was explaining to Rebekah what was going on. She had just arrived, and heard that Marcel was alive. She would not be relieved that he was. She was supposed to hate him, and she would. She would try to, at least. They were walking down the sidewalk when Rebekah stopped and notices someone. Someone she had not seen in a century or thought were alive much like Marcel.
"Is that?" Elijah and Klaus stopped to turn to Rebekah. Klaus followed her gaze to the golden blonde girl walking down on the other sidewalk. Rebekah crosses the street and calls her name Klaus and Elijah following behind her. Before Klaus and Elijah give each other a confused look. "Hey," She calls. The girl slowly turns around and Klaus stops in his path. Staring at her, like he had seen a ghost. "Caroline?" Rebekah said. Caroline looks at them with shock on her face as well. She glances to all of them but gazes longer to Klaus.
Flashback:
New Orleans 1820
Klaus, Elijah, Rebekah and Marcel were riding in the carriage to the Mayors house. Klaus had some business there. The carriage pulled up and they got out. Klaus was greeted by Mayor Forbes himself. He smiled to Klaus.
"Welcome to the Mikaelson family." He glanced to Marcel. Considering his color he wouldn't really consider him a Mikaelson.
"Mayor Forbes it is a pleasure."
"Please come inside, so we may talk more." Klaus nodded and he, Elijah, Rebekah, and Marcel entered the house with the invitation from the man of the house that lived there. "Ah my lovely daughter you have decided to grace us with your presence." Klaus followed his gaze to the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen in his lifetime. She was walking down the stairs.
"It would be rude of me to not greet our guests before I go over my studies." She said. Klaus could only stare at her. She had long golden blonde hair that was pushed to the other side and draped down her shoulder with elegant curls. Her blue green eyes flashed to his piercing his soul instantly. At least what was left of it. She had pale skin and the face of an angel. She wore a sky blue casual dress, the straps curved around her arms leaving the tips of her bare shoulders revealed. She nodded to them as she now stood next to her father.
"This is my daughter, Caroline." Caroline gave them a smile as she shook hands with them.
"I am Miss Rebekah Mikaelson." The other girl with snowy blonde hair said.
"Nice to meet you," Rebekah nodded. Caroline moved on to the noble man with brown hair and gentle brown eyes. He took her hand and kissed it.
"I am Elijah, older brother of Rebekah and my brother." She nodded and moved on to Marcel. Caroline never thought differently like her father. Despite these man's color she treated him like she would with anyone. And did not see him as what her father did. (Remember that some people in the south were racist, slavery was still around then.)
"Marcellus Gerard, a dear family friend to the Mikaelsons." He kissed her hand despite her father's disapproval.
"Lovely to meet you Mr. Gerard." She moved to the man in which she had seemed to make eye contact with longer than the others.
"Caroline, this is Niklaus Mikaelson the man that I am doing business with." Caroline nodded not taking her eyes off this man. Her father had mentioned him. She was not sure of the business of course but knew that her father happen to meet with others to discuss business.
"Niklaus is the name my father gave me, please call me Klaus." He kissed her hand. Rebekah seemed to be the only one out of the men that knew that something was between them. But couldn't help but be shocked. Her brother had never been interested in a woman. Clearly this woman caught his attention.
"Pleasure, Sir Klaus."
"Pleasure is mine." She felt heat raise in her cheeks slightly.
Flashback ended:
Klaus could only stare at her just as she was staring at him. Rebekah shook her head taking in her old friend. Elijah was also in shock as well.
"Rebekah? Elijah? Klaus?" She shook her head. Perhaps those vampires had been right. She had heard rumors of the first vampires returning to New Orleans. But she wasn't sure. She thought that it couldn't be them. Caroline wouldn't say anything but she had been hoping that they would come back. Specifically Klaus, they had left things off. Never talking, he just left. When she heard what happened in the city, she realized that he probably thought that perhaps she was dead. But she still had hope that he would return to New Orleans. She had picked up bits in pieces over the century from witches. Telling her of where he was and what he could have been up to. She had been close to finding him in Chicago, but Mikael his father showed up and ruined her chances once again. She felt as if it was a curse that she would never be able to break. She actually thought that perhaps he had forgot about her. "Your back, I heard the rumors but I wasn't sure if it was the truth. Considering what happened a century or two ago."
"Your still here," Rebekah said. Caroline nodded.
"Actually I recently returned when I heard of Marcel's so called tyranny reigning in New Orleans. That and he had wished to see me." She admitted. Rebekah swallowed hard and huffed.
"So Marcel is still here, I had thought that perhaps he would have been killed or something." Caroline knew that she was hurt for Marcel's choice. But she also knew that she wished she could hate Marcel. But she knew that Rebekah still had some feelings for him.
"How long have you been in the city?" Elijah asked.
"Almost three months. I had decided since I was here that I would take up some college courses to try and blend in." Caroline glanced to Klaus once again. "So what brings you back to New Orleans?" She asked holding her book tightly to her looking more at Klaus then the others. She was really mostly asking Klaus.
"I had come looking for Mary Anne Desperoux." Caroline frowned.
"The witch? Umm I'm sorry but she's dead. Marcel killed her just a few weeks ago." Klaus nodded.
"We know, I was there." He said. She looked at him suspiciously.
"Are you working with Marcel again? I mean I wouldn't be that surprise but a little shock since he still claims himself king of New Orleans." She explained. Klaus huffed in annoyance.
"No I am here to win back my city once again and stop the madness that he has caused in this city." She raised an eyebrow.
"So you have heard him ruling over witches then?" Klaus nodded. "Yeah well I don't agree with it either. But I have been staying out of this war that is brewing. I know that one spark will ignite a war in New Orleans. Honestly I don't see the point in Marcel's greedy attempts a being some so called king." Elijah nodded.
"We are meeting Sophie at the bar." Klaus nodded.
"While our sister distracts Marcel." Rebekah glared at him. Elijah turned to head to the bar while Rebekah sighed and walked pass Caroline before turning to her.
"It was nice to see you again Caroline. It will be nice to have a friend and someone that is a girl in this city. Other then power obsessive men." She snapped. Caroline chuckled. Good ol' Rebekah like she had remembered. She had missed her friend. She turned back to Klaus when she had walked off. It had been centuries, and they really didn't know what to say since then.
"I guess I should be saying welcome back to New Orleans Niklaus." She smirked. Klaus smiled.
"Please call me Klaus."
Flashback:
After Marcel and Rebekah exited the room. Klaus had glared at Marcel. He didn't like that he was trying to make a move on his sister. He didn't think that it was right. Klaus was picking up one sword when someone poked him with another.
"I believe that we hadn't finished our argument today." Klaus smirked knowing who it was.
"Really I thought by the looks of it I had won." They had been arguing about the map that he had taken from her father. Although she had come to realize that the map was never her father's and that it was Klaus's originally. He slowly turned to her. She always did have such fire in her, and was brave enough to stand up to him. That was more than Marcel did, and that was why he couldn't help himself from being drawn to her. She was always honest with him, defying him speaking out against him. Most who did this would have been dead by his hand. But he was surprised by her, she was so different than anyone he had ever met. She smiled to him. He rose his sword to touch hers. "Love do you know who you're challenging."
"What? Is the big bad original afraid of facing defeat by a mere girl?" She taunted him.
"You should really learn who you're talking to. And I am not sure that you are well known to fencing." Caroline rolled her eyes. He always throw the fact that he was an original vampire back in her face. She knew it was his ego. He always thought that made him superior or something. She made the first move clashing her sword with his.
"I happen to have learned since I was a girl. My father was an excellent swordsman. He and my grandfather taught me well." She retorted before making another move. This time Klaus and Caroline continued moving around now. As their clashed against one another. Caroline could feel her hair becoming lose from the pins. And her dress was becoming difficult but she ignored it. She blocked his strike and sliced bit of his shirt down the middle. Enough to reveal some of his tone chest. Klaus looked at her. And she smirked.
"Not bad," He said before moving to make a strike at her. She blocked it and pushed his sword back before striking again.
"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself." She mused. Before beginning to use her background as an advantage. She dodged, struck and clashed. Just as Klaus did. It was becoming quite heated and it didn't help when Klaus struck her, she blocked it but he pushed her against the wall. He was so close to her that their lips were inches apart. Not wanting to back down yet. Caroline pushes him off and knocks his sword out of his hands. He just smirked as she pointed the blade at him. Klaus was fast before Caroline could elaborate on anything Klaus had knocked her sword out of her hands and it landed in his. He raised the blade to her, only for her to run to his sword. She grabbed the handle but she was too late finding him standing on the blade and pointing at her. She slowly stood. Klaus smirked.
"Don't move," He said. With a few air swings Caroline's dress fell to the ground in rags. She was wearing her corset and under clothes. She gasped and moved to grab the first thing that she saw. Klaus's vest she was trying to cover herself when she turned and he was standing right there. He smiled at her. "Do you surrender love?" She shook her head.
"Never, but I may scream." He was inching closer to her. And her lips ached to just touch his. Suddenly the door open and to Caroline's slightest relief it was Elijah and not her father or someone else. Although she also wished that he didn't interrupt them.
"What is it?" Klaus asked. Moving in front of Caroline to shield her from his older brother's eyes.
"Mikael."
Note: So here is another chapter. A different look on the past. I really wanted to try this one. I love going back in time. The sword scene is what I wanted to do for them. I took a little bit of the end like in Zorro when he meet Princess Elena. I will post part 2 tomorrow. Reviews thanks.
A/N end of first chapter 12
