"Dark Caroline and Kol and a jealous Klaus?" –Guest
Sequel-ish to 'i want him but we're not right'. Told from Klaus' perspective.
She's beautiful, strong and full of light. But it's the blinding kind of light all fire and blood glistening on her pale skin. Golden hair, a halo around her and he'd like to think she's angelic, all pure and goodness. That would be a lie however as she shares his brother's taste for blood and violence like no one else. Perhaps if he'd known her first before Kol corrupts her into the vicious creature she's become.
He would've kept her sweet and lovely, the good in the world all found inside her. He would've made a crown of flowers and made her his queen. She would've been magnificence to be talked about for eons to come. She would be adored and not feared.
He stiffens as Kol appears behind his back, a blade digging into his neck and it's the subtlest warning he'll ever get from his brother. The knife can't kill him but his brother knows how to make it hurt, knows how to inflict misery and agony with a cold-blooded laugh. Kol embraces his darker nature like no one else in their family and he teaches Caroline to be the same. They are two lovers destroying the world, leaving havoc in their wake.
"You shouldn't covet what's not yours, brother," Kol murmurs against him in a fallacy of congenial. "After all, it is a sin."
He wants to laugh. For they who had walked this earth over and over, seen the rise and fall of religions would be above sin when it is in their very instincts to commit them. But Kol digs the blade dipper until he bleeds and he closes his eyes as his brother practically growls, "If you touch her, brother, I will destroy you."
And Mikaelsons enjoy keeping their promises, he knows more than anyone. As they run from city to city, their father's terror like a terrible bedtime story, he knows. So he acquiesces to his brother even as he continues to destroy his wife. Sweet Caroline, how he pities her so.
She laughs around the bonfire like an angry angel come for the end of times and he watches as his brother takes her in his arms. He is damned after all and so is she. And the broken like company. So he pities them both.
