Chapter Twenty Five

"Niklaus, don't…"

Klaus punched Lucien directly in the jaw, sending him stumbling backwards, the chains that held him in place a courteously of Freya rattled but did not break there hold. "Don't kill you or don't torture you, because I believe Lucien, dear old friend, I will do both and there shall be no mercy" He blurred forward grabbing the vampire before him by the jaw slamming his body into the stone wall. "Where is my daughter? YOU TOOK HER. MY CHILD!"

Lucien smiled slightly. "I do not have her"

Klaus slipped his hand from Lucien's jaw and down to his throat. "I suggest you start talking before I decide to dismember you piece by piece"

"Perhaps I could rip an eyeball from it's socket, Nik"

Klaus looked up at Kol who was sitting on a railing above their heads. "You could indeed brother, I do recommend we leave one encase he decides to show us where Davina is"

"Sweet Davina" Lucien gasped out ignoring the brother's threats. "She was terrified calling out your name before I snapped her neck. The look in her eyes reminded me of the innocence that was in Rebekah when we first met"

Klaus's eyes turned a vibrated yellow, his fangs descending. He already felt horrible over Davina being taken he did not take kindly to being reminded of it, then there was the line about Rebekah. A bite would surely make the vampire in front of him more cautious of his words.

"Nik, I believe we need him coherent if we plan to interrogate him" Kol jumped from the beam landing on his feet beside his brother. "May I suggest you rip an arm from his body instead?"

Klaus's eyes slowly returned to normal. "No need for that, he is going to tell us everything we wish to know"

Lucien chuckled as he felt himself be released. "Am I now? I have been ingesting vervain for this very moment; you will retract nothing from me"

"Ah, vervain, the very substance that prevents my mind control. Never mind" He blurred over to the rack on the left wall, retrieving a bow and bunch of arrows. "Are you up for a game, little brother?"

Kol stared at Lucien's paling face. "Of course, Nik, what kind of game?"

"With enough holes placed in his body I do think I can bleed him out within minutes when we rip the arrows out" He threw one of the arrows at Kol who caught it with ease, holding it up in front of Lucien, his eyes filled with delight at Lucien's terrified look.

"Oh these will do just fine" They were not your average arrow, not thin, instead a thick piece of wood that would indeed feel like a stake, though as long as they avoided the heart he would not die. "And the game?"

Klaus grinned whickeredly. "Who can place the most holes in Lucien's body, I believe this is what we call fun"

"WAIT! What is the point? I don't know where she is, I am bound to forget the place once I have been, I have usually been guided there by another individual, never truly knowing the location"

Kol titled his head, raising the tip of the arrow to place it right beside Lucien's heart just breaking the skin. "Bound by whom?"

"I don't know their names. They never say"

Klaus grunted, releasing the first arrow which pierced Lucien through the shoulder extracting an agonising scream from his mouth. "Do you take me for a FOOL?! These people are your partners. I believe you know exactly who you are working for" He loaded the next arrow. "Shall I ask the question again? Where is my daughter?"

Lucien stared into Klaus's eyes. "I do know, though it is possible that she is dead"

Kol slammed the arrow he had in his hands through Lucien's stomach. "DO NOT TOY WITH US! YOU BEST SPEAK"

"WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER? YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE DECLARED WAR ON THE MIKAELSON FAMILY LUCIEN. WHY WOULD YOU STAND AGAINST US? WHO DO YOU THINK IS STRONG ENOUGH TO OVER POWER THE ORIGINAL FAMILY"

Kol twisted the arrow that was buried in Lucien's stomach. "My brother asked you a question!"

Lucien screamed. "YOU BASTARD!"

"Is that an attempt at a joke?" The amusement could be seen within Klaus's eyes. "I am the bastard child" He cocked the arrow in his hand, releasing it allowing another scream to echo through the room. "Are you ready to speak yet?"

"No" Lucien spat on the floor. "Is this the best you have? I must say I never thought I would see the day when Kol and Niklaus would be seen working together such a sight. Where is Elijah, slumbering is a box somewhere?"

"Right here actually" Elijah blurred forward ripping the daylight ring from Lucien before he open the curtain allowing the sunbeams to dance over the vampires skin, screaming erupting through the room. "Apologies, brothers, I thought I might lead a hand"

Klaus stared at his older brother watching him shut the curtain to allow their prisoner a moment before he opened it again. "Ah, I believe the term is more the merrier"

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"Marcel, can I ask you something?" Hope moved her chess piece, taking one of Marcel's from the board at the same time. She saw the proud look on his face at the move she had made.

Marcel stared at the board contemplating his move, he found it odd to be alone with her but it was something he had wanted since she returned home. This child was his little sister; he wanted the chance to get to know her instead of just staying hello while passing each other in the corridors. "Of course, ask away, little H"

Hope raised her head to look at him. "You call Davina little D, and I am now little H…"

"You are my sister, are you not? It is a nickname, I shall give you plenty over the years I imagine" He moved his chess piece before motioning for her to take a turn.

Hope smiled widely. "I love it. But I want to ask you about our father. I heard him last night; I don't know if anyone else did but he was saying that it was his fault Davina was taken, was it?"

"No" Marcel shook his head at her words. "No, it was not Klaus's fault. It was a mistake that was made on our parts; we will get her back though. Nothing is to fear"

"You call him Klaus" She moved her piece before turning away from the board to grab her drink. "So does Davina, if you are his children why do you not call him father?"

"We have a very complicated history, I do call him Klaus almost always but there was a time when I called him father" He leaned back in his chair, staring off out the window.

"Klaus, am I going to die?" the words left Marcel's mouth in a whisper before the cough erupted, his hand moving to cover his mouth.

Klaus moved toward the bed, brushing his hand over Marcel's forehead. "Of course not Marcellus, you do not believe that I would let you die do you?"

He turned his head to look at Klaus as his father of a sort sat back down in the chair. "I am sick; will I die as my mother did?"

"You are a different kind of ill Marcellus, you mother succumbed to the fever, you have a simple flu. You will recover just fine. Rest little warrior" He picked up his book; turning to the page had been reading moments ago.

Marcel pulled the blankets further up his body. "Will you read to me as you were before?"

"Very well"

"Klaus"

Klaus raised his eyebrow in question, looking back over at the young boy. He was sweating, yet shivering. His voice unsteady and Klaus for once again realised what it was like to feel something for the child he called his own. He had never given any thought to having children, after all it was impossible for vampires yet seeing Marcel beaten down reminded him of the time with Mikael. He would allow no harm to come to the boy ever again. "Yes?"

"Thank-you for sitting with me, no one has ever bothered before. I was always alone"

"Ah, Marcellus, you will never be alone again. You are a Mikaelson at heart therefore you will always have us"

The boy smiled shyly. "Thank-you for choosing me to be your son, Klaus…" He hid his head under the blanket drawing in a deep breath. "Father"

"I was shy, the thought of calling him father made my body rack with nerves. It was never a common name yet the rareness of it made it seem all the more special. He is my father at heart; no name is needed to prove it"

Hope bit her bottom lip; the thought of what she needed to call Klaus had been on her mind since she found out that he was her father. She tried to avoid calling him anything since the thought of calling him anything other than dad would upset him. She wasn't ready, the truth had only recently been revealed but she did not wish to hurt him. "Do you know if he wants me to call him father?"

Marcel leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Little H, you should not feel pressured. It would make Klaus extremely happy to hear the word from your lips but he also understands why it cannot be. You have only just met him; it will all come with time"

"But Davina…"

"Does not call him father, she calls him Klaus just like me. She too is not ready to make that leap. Their relationship is new as well" He smiled softly at her. "Do not call him father just because you feel it will make him happy"

"Is this what it is like to have a brother?"

Marcel grinned. "I do not know, it is a new concept to me. I have gained not one but two sisters. I am learning as I go"

"Maybe we can learn together. I have never had a brother before. Will Davina be home soon, I don't want to lose her before I have a chance to know her"

"You won't lose her" Marcel promised, he had no fear that his promise would fail. Their father would bring his daughter home, their sister home. He would not fail them.

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"I want to go home" Davina stared down at her arms, tears rolling down her cheeks. The burn marks were not fading, they should have been fading with her vampire healing but it had to be another side effect from her witch side, it was taking longer, too long. The pain was incredible.

"Please stop Esther" Davina cried out as the curling iron of a sort was brought down upon her causing a scream to erupt from her. It should not have been hurting as much as it did but her witch side seemed to be overpowering her vampire side, and with the spell Esther had cast on her it made the torture all the more painful.

Esther pulled the object back looking down at the young girl who was chained before her. "Do you wish to tell me how you were made a hybrid?"

Davina could feel the tears rolling down her cheeks, the pain was unbearable but she knew she could not say anything. "No" She raised her head, her eyes connecting with Finn who stood behind his mother against the wall. "I don't have anything to stay"

"You make this much harder than it needs to be, child" She place it on the inside of Davina's arm.

Davina screamed but this time she kept her gaze of Finn, through blurry eyes she could see his discomfort. He was not longer looking at her but instead at the door as though he wished to leave. He wasn't okay with the torture, she knew that much. From there conversations, she could tell that he did not wish to be here. "Stop please"

Esther shifted to the other arm pressing it down. "This will not heal for days; the spell I cast will slow it. You will feel every inch of pain these marks provide. They will serve as a reminder that you have a choice my dear, you could end this all" She pulled away. "Clean her up Finn, unchain her"

"Yes mother"

Finn sat the blood down in front of her. "Drink, it will speed the process"

Davina wriggled her nose. "I don't like blood. I want to go home" She brought her hands up to her face to wipe away her tears, her eyes falling on the bracelet wrapped around her, the reason why she couldn't do magic. "How can you stand by her? She is torturing me. I am a child!"

Finn stared at her, flashes from the past things he had heard but never actually witnessed. It all came streaming through his mind. He had done this all before, stood back while a member of his family was harmed. "I want to believe that she knows best"

"She doesn't. I want to go home to my family" Davina sobbed pulling her knees up to her chest. "Let me go home, Finn"

Finn sat down beside her. "You cannot go home, mother, she would never allow it"

"I want Klaus. I want Kol. I just want my family" She rested her head on her knees, the cries echoing through the room.

Finn could feel the tugging on his heart, none of this was right. He did not agree to the torturing of a child. He did not agree to Lucien trying to hurt Rebekah. He wasn't even certain he agreed with his mothers plan to hurt the tribrid child. He wanted desperately to know what it was like to make decisions on his own, but this was his mother, he wanted to believe that she knew what was best for the family. That she could be redeemed. "Why do you wish to return to them?"

"Because they love me" Davina mumbled, shivering. She did hope that Klaus still loved her; she begged it to be true. "You could stand with them against your mother. They are your brothers, your sisters"

"Freya" Finn let the name fall from his lips ever so softly. "She stands with Niklaus after everything he has done?"

"She does now" Davina bit her bottom lip hoping it was indeed true, the Klaus was working with Freya. "You could see her again Finn, see them all, if you just help me get home" She raised her head to look at him. "I just want to go home"

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"Did he tell you anything?"

Klaus looked away from the basin where he was washing his hands; blood was splattered across his face and clothes. It was odd that seeing Cami made him feel slightly ashamed of his appearance. She had that affect on him; he had never met someone that could make him feel ashamed of his actions. Not unless his parents were counted. "Not yet but he will. The blood is currently streaming from his body; it will only be a short while before I can compel him to tell me everything he knows"

Cami looked nervous. "Here" She held out the clean t-shirt that was in her hands. "He cannot escape right, if he manages to get away he will be able to notify…"

Klaus slipped the shirt over his head, interrupting her rambling. "Love, he cannot escape, we won't allow him too…"

"Cami, if my magic fails within the chains then the room is still concealed, he cannot leave" Freya reassured steeping into the courtyard with Rebekah by her side.

"Kol is also keeping watch, he will notify me once Lucien is drained of blood" He pulled Cami close to him. "Do not fret love; it is only a matter of time before Davina is home with us"

Rebekah broke away from the group moving towards the stairs that would lead her to Lucien. "The perfect time for me to question him then" She wanted to know why he had taken her, beaten her. It was a question that had been lingering in the back of her mind. She wanted to know what business Lucien had with her.

Klaus noticed the determine look in Rebekah's eyes and the sudden dread filled his stomach. "Where do you think you are going?"

"No doubt if he is draining of blood he will be bored and in pain, I plan to take advantage of that and find out why he kidnapped me"

There it was the very thing he had been dreading. A part of him wanted to focus on the hatred he held for her but he knew he couldn't, deep down he had a soft spot for her and he would not allow her to face Lucien. Not only would it break whatever innocence his little sister had left, it would crush him to have them in the same room. The secrets that he kept from Rebekah, the harm that Lucien wanted to do, it was all better to be hidden. "You will do nothing of the sort"

"Excuse me?" Rebekah turned back to him noticing the stern look on his face, it was not a side of Nik she had seen in a while, he was indeed spending most of his time trying to avoid her. "You do not tell me what to do"

Niklaus glanced at Cami and then to Freya, the older sister he did not know so well but suddenly felt the need to protect when it came to Lucien. If there was one good thing that came from having Mikael as a father it was the desire to protect his family yet it was also a default. No matter how mad he was at them, he would allow no harm to come to them even if he was made out to be the bastard again. "You heard me, Rebekah. You will not approach Lucien. None of you will" He held Cami that little bit tighter, hoping that she would understand he was not trying to control her, he was simply trying to protect her.

"You do not control me Niklaus. You have been avoiding me since I arrived home, you do not have any right to tell me who I can speak to" She continued up the steps.

Klaus grunted, his little sister would be forever stubborn. "Little sister, if I hear of you attempting to approach Lucien, I will confine you to your room"

Rebekah stopped in her tracks. "You are not my father Niklaus; you do not have the privilege of…"

"I am well aware I am not your father Rebekah. The thought of being compared to a man like Mikael brings on some murderous tendencies" He was nothing like Mikael, the thought of being compared to him only made him want to crumble. He tried his whole life to be anything but the man who raised him. "This is not to control you, it is to protect you. If I have to ground you to your room in order to do so then I will" He raised his eyebrow at her, as if to challenge her.

Rebekah stared at him, unsure of whether to believe his words or not. A part of her wanted to believe that he was doing it because he cared but there was a small part of her that did not believe; after all he hated her did he not? "You are impossible. You selfish…"

"Rebekah" Freya caught her younger sister off guard by cutting her off. "I agree with Klaus, as our little sister it is our duty to protect you" She nodded to Klaus, she never thought she would find herself agreeing with him but for some odd reason she could sense the pure dread seeping from his body at the thought of Lucien and Rebekah being together in the same room.

"NIK, SOME THING IS WRONG WITH LUCIEN!"

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I suck at writing a murderous Klaus so bare with me as I try to get this right!

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