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Caroline screamed as Klaus threw her on the bed in a dark room. She sat up, and glared at him. With a growl between her teeth, she stood up, and stomped over to him.

"You can't treat people like this! I don't care who you are!" She shouted in his face.

Klaus narrowed his eyes, and glared at her. "If I were you, I would watch what you say." He stated, through clenched teeth.

Caroline scoffed. "Why? You can't do anything to me. You are nothing but an overzealous monster, who can't think of anyone but yourself!" She shouted, in his face, her face turning red with anger.

Klaus clenched his teeth tighter together, and his eyes flashed with fire as his temper rose. "As I said, before, Caroline, I would watch what you say." He growled out, his anger hitting a high note.

Caroline stepped back for a moment terrified of what he might do. She heard about his temper, and knew never to cross it.

"What do you want with me?" She asked, her voice lowering, but still holding defiance with each word.

Klaus smirked, and felt his temper die down at her voice. "I want you." He replied, in a semi-harsh tone.

Caroline swallowed hard. "You already snatched me from my home. What more do you want?!" She shouted her voice slightly cracking.

Klaus narrowed his eyes. "I don't have to explain myself to anyone, least of all you!" He shouted, turning on his heel and leaving the room with a slam of the door.

Caroline grunted as the door slammed in the silence of the room. She turned around and crossed her arms over her chest.

"What will my mom do now?" She asked when it finally dawned on her that she was not going home anytime soon. "What will she do?" She asked again in the silence of the room.

She went over to the window in her room, and looked out into the realm of the underworld. Her eyes roamed over the dark land, which was covered in darkness. Only one spot appeared to have light shining outward across the land.

Her heart felt heavy as she looked to the light. Her flowers needed light. Without her, they would have none, and they would die. She needed to be there when the spring disappeared into summer. In two months, she needed to be there. She couldn't tend to the spring in the underworld, held prisoner by a monster.

She felt a tear roll down her cheek at the thought of how her mom would feel, and the earth without her. Everyone depended on her to take care of spring. How could she in the underworld? How could she be the goddess of spring trapped in the dark underworld?

She remembered when she was first chosen to be the Goddess of Spring. She couldn't believe it. A young girl living in the 22nd century, during an age of cell phones, computers, wireless internet, was to become the Goddess of Spring. It was unthinkable, but she was living in Mystic Falls, a place where myths are real, even in the modern age. She still could not get over the changes that took place when she went to town, and then to her little cottage in the woods, that had become her home for the past five years. In town, her clothes matched the modern age, but just outside the town in the cottage, her clothes changed, especially during spring. It was a strange quirk, but it happened to all gods once they left the town, and entered their desired realms.

At first she didn't think she belonged to the role the Bennetts had placed to her, but as time went by, she couldn't imagine her place being anywhere else. Now she was in the underworld, and she didn't belong there.

"I don't belong here." She muttered, bowing her head, letting the tears fall down her face. "I don't belong here." She continued to whisper, not knowing she was being watched.

In the privacy of his bedroom, Klaus watched through a mystical orb as Caroline cried and whispered the words over and over again.

He sighed, and realized his heart was aching. He frowned at the thought of the power the woman had over him. No one had any power of him!

"She's just an object!" He growled out, throwing the orb against the wall, shattering it into a thousand pieces. "She's nothing more!" He stated, with his body shaking. He closed his eyes and shook his head. "She's nothing more." He whispered, bowing his head.

But she was something more. She was his light, and for the first time in millennia, Klaus was feeling the effects of the light down into his darkened soul. His object was bringing back the light, so long ago lost to the Lord of the Underworld.

~Later that evening~

Caroline sat on the tiled floor, with her head bowed, tears staining her face, when the door opened. She lifted her face to see him enter.

She noticed his clothes hadn't changed, and she wondered why. All gods' clothes changed to a more ancient look when they entered their realms. She knew hers did, but why not Klaus'? She wanted to know, but her stubborn streak refused to ask.

"You need to eat." He replied, motioning the tray that suddenly appeared on a small round table.

Caroline moved her head to the side, and avoided his gaze. "I'm not hungry." She replied, stiffly.

Klaus rolled his eyes at her stubbornness. "So, you are just going to sit there, and starve to death?" He asked, motioning to her.

Caroline jerked her head in his direction, and scoffed as she stood up. "If that's what it takes to refuse you, then yes, I will!" She shouted, glaring at him.

Klaus stepped toward her. "You know I could have not brought you any food, Caroline. I could have let you starve." He replied, pointing to the food.

Caroline scoffed. "So now I should fall on my knees and thank you for thinking of me!" She replied, as she rolled her eyes. "Why should I believe that you would do anything nice for me?" She asked, folding her arms over her chest.

Klaus narrowed his eyes, and scowled. "Because I take care what is mine." He replied, harshly.

She threw her head back, and lifted her hands. "Gah, how many times am I going to have to say this? I don't belong to you! I'm not a piece of meat!" She shouted in his face, moving past him.

He pursed his lips in anger, as he grasped her upper arm, and stopped her. "As long as you are in my domain, you are mine, Caroline. The sooner you realize that, the better off you will be." He replied, harshly.

Caroline looked into his eyes, and felt herself being drawn into them. Her eyes were searching. Searching for what, she didn't know, but she found herself being entranced by the deep blue eyes that held so much emotion and wisdom of millennia's past.

Klaus was doing some searching too. He couldn't help but find the beauty in her bluish green eyes. They were perfect. He could see the sadness she held, but he could also envision the happiness he had witness when she was tending to her flowers above.

They began to feel the tension building in the room, but neither of them said a word. They just stared at each other. Neither knowing why, only that they were searching for something.

Something that they thought was lost.

Caroline snapped out of the trance, and stepped back, away from him. "Why won't you let me go?" She asked her voice shaky from what she had seen and felt.

Klaus swallowed as he looked at her. "Because you belong to me." He whispered, moving past her.

Caroline rolled her eyes. "I have rights, Klaus. You can't keep me here forever." She stated, turning around to watch him stop in the center of the room.

Klaus turned around and his eyes narrowed once more. "You'll find, Caroline, that what happens in my domain, stays in my domain, and no other god would dare enter here." He replied, with a smirk, that she wished she could slap off his face. "So you see, dear Caroline, you are stuck here with me, for all eternity." He added with a nod of his head.

Caroline opened her mouth, and stepped toward him. "I have duties, Klaus. You can't keep me from what I was meant to do, and what about my mother. She's all I have left in this world." She replied, tears filling her eyes, tears with a mix of hurt and anger.

Klaus laughed. "Your duties have been going on long before you were chosen as Goddess of Spring. I highly doubt they would stop if you are here for eternity." He replied, stepping toward her. "As for your mother, I'm sure she will get along fine without you." He added with a sneer.

Caroline narrowed her eyes, and brought her hand across his face with the sound of skin hitting skin filling the room.

Klaus touched his face, and glared at her. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He stated, harshly.

Caroline pursed her lips. "You talk about my mother again, and I'll do far worse than slap you." She ground out.

He felt a smirk grace his lips. "You are a little spitfire aren't you, love?" He asked, touching her face with his left hand.

Caroline jerked away from his touch, and scowled at him. "For as long as you keep me prisoner, I will continue to defy you, Klaus." She stated, harshly.

Klaus frowned at her words. "Then we are going to have a problem, Goddess, because I don't take defying lightly." He whispered, turning on his heel, and moved towards the door.

Caroline moved to the table, and lifted the tray of food, and threw it as hard as she could at the door, and panted as it hit with a resounding crash. Klaus stopped, and glanced down at the scattered food.

Whirling around, he saw Caroline crossing her arms over her chest, and glaring at him with so much distain, he felt his assumed dead heart ache.

Caroline watched as his eyes filled with pain for only a split second, and for that second she felt sorry for him, but she didn't weaken her resolve.

He took her from her home, and she was angry. No, not angry, she was furious.

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Again, if you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all. (I think I'm sounding too much like Thumper from Bambi. lol)

Next Chapter: Plea

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