Klaus's Pov –

I hadn't endured such utter stupidity then what I had been forced to endure on the lengthy car journey to Mystic Falls.

The drivel that fell from Damon's mouth was enough to warrant me ripping his throat out and throwing his lungs out of the car window!

It only took for me to catch my sister's eye, to realise if I didn't resist the urge to annihilate him, I'd be right back at square one where She and I were concerned and we had come too far now for me allow that to happen.

I still hadn't worked out my sister's motives when it came to Damon Salvatore, she must have some invested interest in him, she certainly wasn't with him for his relationship skills, I knew how selfish Katherine was and it was very clear to me that Damon was merely using her as a chess piece in his game, I just couldn't work out what game he was playing.

He cast a arrogant eye over me, his arms spread across the back of the seat, I noticed as his fingers intertwined in my sister's hair, the boy thought himself a Master of his own Universe, it was quite amusing really; He probably considered himself wise of the world, he knew little of it though, someone with his ignorance and self gratifying swagger could only blag themselves through whichever life they chose to live, but one day... one day he would come unstuck and I would make sure to have a front row seat.

Stefan on the other hand... well he was a different story, the boy had depth, I hadn't completely figured him out yet, but I knew he had layer upon layer of personalities, I wasn't even sure that he knew himself, not the real Stefan.

That's the thing with having the ability to control what we felt, we were able to flip the switch and turn our emotions on and off whenever we required and that was the difference between Damon and Stefan; Sure Damon acted the 'badass' he liked to put on a spectacular show, he was in semi-darkness though, hadn't quite managed to build up the courage to turn that switch completely off.

Stefan's layers consisted of years spent struggling with himself, years of playing with that switch, flipping it on... and off, never quite knowing which he preferred the most.

I could understand that, the only difference between Stefan and myself had been that I tried allowing myself to feel something but instantly realised that I couldn't cope with the intrusion of hurt, desperation, fear, uncertainty and the need to be loved and cared for, Once I flipped that switch off, it stayed off and I had never once been tempted to go back on my decision.

Katherine was a different story though, she was the only 'real' part of my life, and she was the one thing that kept me from going completely over the edge and losing any sense of who I was.

I had once despised Katherine's venerability, her constant need for protection and stability, our father had created this life and then he abandoned it, Katherine had been the runt of his litter and he rejected her.

I tried to avoid her and it worked for quite some time, we had maid's that served a purpose to Katherine, they made sure she was clothed and fed and I made sure that I spent a good part of her early life sewing my wild oats, our father had always tried to convince me how I'd benefit from seeing the world and broadening my mind.

I remember the night he died quite clearly, it was the strongest memory I held and it remained constant.

The previous 6 months had been spent travelling about Japan, I found the crowded streets entertaining, it was impossible to be alone there, and the local delicacies were insatiable.

I felt increasingly agitated the last week of my stay in Japan, nothing satisfied me and my mind kept drifting to 'home' Katherine intruded my thoughts... I realised that something felt very wrong.

Upon my return I had found Katherine huddled in a dark corner, the house staff busied themselves around me, she turned and screamed as I stepped closer, she had been merely a child when I left all those months before, but the girl I saw before me now resembled nothing short of a teenager, a beautiful young woman, the pain and need so visible in her tear filled eyes, I couldn't help but reach out to her and hold her close until her sobbing softened, her body shook that bit less.

I watched as his lifeless body was carried from the parlour, shielding Katherine from the trauma of it as I spun my body around, she whispered softly of finding him "I couldn't find papa anywhere, Klaus... I called for him but he didn't come, I noticed the door open and the sun seemed so inviting; He looked like he was sleeping, I thought it odd for him to be asleep outside though and I called for him again but he did not stir" her voice became more shaken with each word, until the sobbing began once more.

Our father, unable to continue had taken off his ring; He had exposed himself to the cruel light of day in a literal sense.

Clutched firmly in Katherine's hand was his ring; I careful unhooked her fingers and placed my hand on top of it. "Why did he do it Klaus? Why did he leave us?"

I couldn't answer her, not because I didn't know... but because if I did, it would break her, and she was already so damaged.

I didn't leave her side from that day on, I knew of our fathers dirty secret and I knew that she was sick, Katherine wouldn't lead a life as I did, she needed me and unlike our cowardly father, I would never let her down, I wouldn't give up until I had found the cure for her sickness, for the humanity that ate away at her like a cancer.

Damon interrupted the flashback in my head; his cold eyes focused on me as He leant forwards, hands clasped together "So, Klaus... tell me, are you really as bad as 'they' make you out to be?" My mouth moved into a twisted smile as I pressed my thumb against my chin, running my finger over my mouth as I studied his expression. He laughed freely as he stole a glance across at Katherine, she looked at neither of us, and the journey had been spent with her muted.

"Because honestly... you don't seem like much to me, I've come across more intimidating babies"

Katherine stirred and looked with caution over to me, her body suddenly tense as she saved Damon from an untimely yet well deserved end.

"Damon, do yourself a favour and shut up! You're talking of a world that you cannot even comprehend."

Katherine met my gaze and her eyes pleaded with me, wanting to reassure her that I wasn't planning on turning the backseat of the car into a bloodbath I reached out for her, resting my hand over hers as I lowered my tone, speaking in the soothing voice that I saved just for her.

"What my darling Sister means is, that you are in danger of entering a conversation of which you know absolutely nothing about. You have heard of me before, Damon?"

He lifted his head, narrowing his eyes "You know I have, what kind of trick question is that?"

I laughed and winked at Katherine "No trick, Damon... I don't play games, what you see is what you get and my point is that my reputation alone has stood the test of time, I am as bad as they come, the only difference with me is that I use my intelligence before my teeth, I think about every little move that I make and that, my dear boy is what makes me the most deadly predator on earth"

Damon nodded in a seemingly understanding fashion and he relaxed back against the leather seat once more, his gaze now averted out of the window as I watched Katherine, her eyes had lost that softness they once held, they were hollow and that saddened me and left me wondering what had caused her to grow so cold, the sudden and harsh realisation crept over me that I had most likely been the cause of this change in her, I could cope with anything but that.

The car began to slow and the darkness surrounding us offered a sudden glow of light, I watched as Katherine stole a glance out of the window, her hand lifted to her mouth as she gasped lightly "Why are we here, Klaus?"

I took her hand and held it tightly "you knew we would have to come back here, sister... but I promise you that this house will no longer be your prison, it is where we will start our new life, together as a family and if he's good..." I cut my eyes across to Damon "Mr. Salvatore can join our family"

Damon scoffed at my words as he shook his head and continued to gaze out of the window "Nice house!"

Katherine sighed and squinted as she noticed the Mini parked in the drive, I hadn't recognised it myself; I couldn't help but smile though... Stefan must have moved quickly, I liked his initiative, the boy had proven me right to involve him in my plans.

"Who else is here Klaus?"

The car stopped and I sighed softly "Katherine, my darling don't worry yourself, all will be revealed in good time, but right now... we are going to explore some of our old haunts, let's show Damon around shall we?"

She frowned and shook her head questioningly "why would you think Damon wants to be shown around this dump? Think of where you have dragged us from, Brother! Mystic Falls doesn't even come close to comparing"

We couldn't go into the house now! I hadn't banked on Stefan having company, especially not her! This little 'reunion' was going to be hard enough, without Elena and Katherine bumping noses!

"How about we show Damon how tasty the residents of Mystic Falls are, Katherine?" Damon raised a brow in interest. But Katherine still wasn't convinced "Klaus! What is the problem here? I cannot and will not play your games anymore"

I pulled my phone from my jacket pocket and tapped in a message

"Get rid of her... now!"