Sorry for the delay on this chapter, I didn't want to keep you guys hanging any longer. I will be honest and tell you that part of the reason is because I found a old story, Chained To Me, I loved from like a year ago and just had to read it again. It is saved to my favorites if you want a completed story to read. Anyways, I also already have started writing on the next chapter so it won't take long to have it up. I am glad you guess understood where I was going with Klaus' paranoia from last chapter. I am trying to keep the characters as close to their personalities as possible to the show and who is Klaus without a little paranoia and rage to start the day.
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Everything was destroyed inside of Klaus' bedroom, from the furniture to the paintings he completed centuries ago. There was a gaping whole in the wall where his window once was and his king size bed had went sailing perfectly threw it. His family and house guest had long abandoned him to cope with his anger but not for long he was sure. His body shook as a powerful rage filled his body and he had to do something to release it. Moments after the destruction was over, Klaus flashed to his study to find the only remaining white oak stake in existence. It was the indestructible white oak that his mother had constructed years ago when she was trying to rid the world of her disgraceful children. It was hidden underneath wooden floor boards behind his large desk and immediate relief flooded over him as he picked up the stake. The stake was pale white with silver metal coating the top and stringing down the sides as if it was wax being melted.
Klaus knew he should have found away to destroy the stake decades ago but it simply was not a priority to him. Who on earth could be strong or stupid enough to kill the Original Hybrid let alone steal the white oak from right under his nose. Klaus was the only person to know the whereabouts of the stake and he had every intention to keep it that way. His family would never use the stake to kill Klaus, even after centuries of betrayal and lies they would not stoop to that. But if anything were to happen and the stake fell into the wrong hands, Klaus would only have himself to blame. Klaus stayed knelt down inspecting the stake as he heard the familiar clank of designer shoes on the hallway floor and stashed the stake back in it's hiding spot. Just as Klaus went to lean against the front of his desk and cross his feet at the ankles, Elijah strolled in the door.
"Did you manage to work the aggression out of your system or should I delay the construction crew another day?" Elijah question as he slid his hands inside his pockets and stood just a few feet in front of his brother.
"I think it has subsided for now although my bedroom has seen better days. I suppose you came to pick my brain about what happened?"
Elijah nodded, "From what Ms Forbes spoke earlier, you have a premonition of your own death. Any clues as to who or where this will take place?"
"No." Klaus let out a exasperated sigh and went to fix a drink for both. "I wouldn't exactly call them premonitions since someone is planting them inside her head. The dream was a collection of different memories of her father and my demise took placed at the same location Caroline killed her father years ago. Whoever is creating these dreams has masked their appearances and I wasn't able to see anything."
"This wouldn't have happened if you weren't such a snuggler Nik." Kol wandered in and flopped down on the couch against the wall. The brother's continued, ignoring the newest entry to the conversation.
"How do you know where Caroline killed her father?" Elijah eye him suspiciously.
"It was back in Mystic Falls decades ago when we first met ... I killed the witches and hunters that attacked her that night."
"So the two of you were close to one another back in Mystic Falls as well? Not just since she came to New Orleans?" Elijah pulled his eyebrows closer together. He was now fascinated to say the least that his brother would so easily help anyone that was not family. Niklaus wouldn't help anyone unless it benefited him in some form.
"Don't dig to deep into it 'Lijah. I was attacked by those same hunters and witches so I was out for blood." Elijah seemed to buy this or at least dropped his line of questioning for now and switched topics back.
"It happened the same as when Rebekah saw her dream as well. You were making physical contact with Caroline and you had the same dream as she."
"It seems so. I awoke from the dream and she had her hand on my chest." Klaus concluded, not wanting to provide anymore details of the evening.
"How romantic." Kol said with a mile wide smirk.
"Must you be here Kol? If you have nothing productive to add, I suggest you leave." Klaus sneered at his brother but Elijah stepped in before they would be needing another room remodeled,
"None the less, you do realize Niklaus that Caroline has nothing to do with whoever is planning your demise? Rebekah is one of her closest friends and the two of you seem to have a close relationship as well." Elijah couldn't miss the tense stance his brother held at the word relationship. "The most obvious reasoning is that whoever is planting the visions knew that you two were together last night. They placed you in the dream as well to taunt you and it clearly worked. I could only guess one person that would have the means to cast that type of spell and have the both of you followed as well."
"Marcel." Klaus spat out and almost shattered the glass in his hand. "He was at the club last night and surely had a few of his night walkers watch us while we were together. Not to mention Marcel had his mind blocked from being able to be manipulated. It appears I need to have a little chat with my protege."
"Not yet." Kol jumped from the couch to stop Klaus from taking off. "Maybe we should keep what we know to ourselves. If it is Marcel he is just toying with you and this probably is just the beginning of his grander plan. You know Marcel better than anyone Nik and if he is insane enough to go after an Original then he has help."
"If you what you say is true and if I know Marcel as well as I do then he isn't only going after one of us but all of us." Klaus felt his rage starting to bubble up to the surface. "Marcel is smart enough to know that if I am killed the rest of my dear siblings will hunt him down." The brother both nodded in agreement.
"So what does the newest blonde addition to our family have to do with all of this?" Kol raised his eyebrows and couldn't hide his smirk once he saw Klaus' frustrated look at his statement. Elijah jumped in with his own smile on his face,
"The better question should be, has Marcel broken the sire line link between an Original and every vampire turned in our bloodline."
"It appears so."
The French Quarter at night was Marcel's favorite time. The streets were alive with music, blood, and freedom. Once the sunset, the night truly came alive with vampires from as far as the eye could see. The night walkers were less subtle, jumping from rooftops and falling from tops of cars but you could guess that restless spirit came from having to stay indoors while the sun was out. Marcel didn't reward all vampires with daylight rings, it was a trophy that was to be earned and it was a symbol of something more. Family. The day walkers where his most trusted people but even most of them still did not know of Marcel's newest plans.
At the moment he had a tense yet peaceful silence with his sire but that would not last indefinitely. Marcel saw the greedy look in Klaus' eye when he came back to town so abruptly and saw what he had accomplished in his absence. There was resentment and hurt writing all over his face when Klaus realized that Marcel was not dead but was flourishing. This calm they had as they shared the Quarter was slowly coming to a end and it was only a matter of time before Klaus would come for him. His initial plan was not to kill Klaus but to keep the Quarter functioning as it was and to become so powerful that if one day he did come for his kingdom that he could take him down easily. That was until one day he heard about a baby vampire that could do crazy things with her mind that no one else could. She could manipulate people to do anything that she wished and without even laying a finger to them. Marcel was quite impressed to say the least and he wanted the baby vampire to join his side in the Quarter. Abilities like those can certainly come in handy but when he finally laid eyes on her, she was chatting up Kol Mikealson and later found out she is friends with Rebekah Mikealson. That he had not been expecting.
There could still be a chance that this girl could join his side because lets face it, the Mikealson's for all their power and strength did not have loyalty. People would obey them out of fear of death, that was how the Originals always handled business. They had friendships out of convenience and mutual benefit but not true, lay your life down for another, friendships. It was one thing that Klaus always wanted but could never achieve, not even with his own family. This blonde vampire, Caroline, was no different from the rest of followers of the Mikealson's. Marcel could show this girl a little bit of power and security that she could have while here in the Quarter and she would join his side. He knew Rebekah Mikealson very well and had never known her to have a real relationship with anyone outside of her brother's. Klaus had made sure of that over the centuries.
Marcel stood on the balcony that overlooked the city as he watched the people and vampires weave between one another. There were light footsteps outside his door and a familiar scent of sage mixed with earth floated in the air. He turned to look at the little brunette witch standing in his doorway.
"Took you long enough to get here. Didn't I ask you to be here thirty minutes ago?"
"Just because you think you are my father doesn't mean you get to boss me around whenever you want. A girl has to get her hair fixed first." Davina rolled her eyes and stepped further in the room with a bag slung over her shoulder. She dropped the bag down on a table off to the side near the balcony doors and sat as she crossed her arms over her chest. Marcel rescued Davina almost a year ago after she was left abandoned by her family and he raised her as if she was his own blood. He found this poor little girl wondering lost in the Quarter with dirty covering her and starved for days. Despite what most people thought of him, he wasn't the heartless monster his Sire was and he took the girl in for safety. It was only a added bonus later that she ended up being a powerful witch.
"We don't have time for sass Davina. Did you perform another spell last night like I asked you too? Were you able to find anything else out?"
"I did as you asked and induced another dream into Caroline's mind last night while she was sleeping. I even threw that bastard Klaus Mikealson into it so he can see what it looks like to burn to death." Davina smirked at the mental image. " I wasn't able to get inside her mind enough to see her thoughts tho. Her mental abilities must have her brain locked up tight and she must have a natural built in mental block of her own."
"You included Klaus in the dream? Why would you do that, she couldn't care less whether he lives or dies. They aren't friends just her and Rebekah." Marcel stated and the confusion was clear across his face.
"The night walkers you have following Klaus around watched the two of them leave that club of yours together last night and they both went back to the Mikealson home on the edge of town. As it turns out Caroline ended up in Klaus' bed last night or that was until the dream happened and she left fleeing for her life after there was a loud commotion from inside. The day walkers that took over texted me early this morning once my spell was complete. "
Marcel pulled out his phone to check his own and saw nothing. He checked his missed calls and voicemail and again found nothing. His night walkers or any vampires on Klaus detail are to keep him informed at all times of his movements and Caroline had recently been added to that list as well. Marcel sent a text to the vampires that should have been keeping him up to date and also sent one to his right hand man Thiery. Marcel felt a pit in his stomach but let it go for now.
"This isn't good. I was going to convince Caroline to join the French Quarter vampires and if she is getting closer to Klaus that narrows my chances of getting her. If all else fails we still have plan B to fall back on." Marcel ran a hand over his face. "You need to be careful of what type of dreams you are sending out as well. If Klaus saw his own death in that dream, he is going to come looking for the person that put it there. We haven't completed all the steps we need just in case we need that plan B."
"Why do you want her so bad anyways, you have me. I can kill the Originals as soon as I have everything for the spell."
"You are truly a unstoppable force, a incredible witch. I have not come across a witch as strong as you in my two hundred years but I always need to keep thinking of ways to stay on top." Marcel paused and placed a hand to Davina's shoulder. "As much as I hate to say this, you are not immortal as I am. One day you will die and I will mourn you with all my heart but it will happen one day. My enemies will be immortal as well and they will wait for that day to come and attack. Marcel Gerard always has a back up plan and that baby vampire is one of mine."
Caroline's feet slammed so hard against the concrete that she thought her heels were going to snap off. She just left the Mikealson home and was furious with the accusations Klaus had tossed out at her. Why on earth would she jeopardize her friendship with Rebekah by killing her brother? It was so illogical that Klaus himself could not have actually believed the own words he spoke. If Caroline wanted him dead she would have put him down twenty five years ago and she didn't even have to kill him to do so. I'm sure she could have gotten Bonnie to desiccate him while Caroline held him off.
Caroline also carried one additional emotion that she didn't even want to get into at the moment. Disappointment. Disappointment that after all they share together that Klaus still thought so little of her. But Caroline didn't want to have this type of emotion towards Klaus, especially since he had such crippling paranoia that he lashed out at anyone that had a negative word to say against him. They weren't exclusive to one another and honestly they weren't even dating one another, it was just sex. But there was this connection they shared and she felt it even if they were just in the same room together without speaking. Caroline growled and ran a hand in her sex ruffled hair but almost slammed right into two vampires in her path.
"Well someone is doing the walk of shame this morning. Fun night?" The two nameless vampires smirked and made no move to get out of her way. She tried to step around them as if they had not spoke but they just blocked her. These two vampires had a death wish.
"Believe me fella's, this is not the morning to mess with me. I haven't even had caffeine yet. I might not look like much but I can kill you both without blinking."
"Oh we know all about you Caroline and how special you really are." One of the vampires spoke with total disgust and Caroline snapped. She grabbed both vampires and flashed them to a nearby alley. She had them both slammed against the wall with each of her hands on their throats.
"So Marcel sent you to escort me home, how kind of him. I don't need an escort so you can tell him to leave me alone. I don't care what he thinks he knows about me, he is wrong."
"Says the bitch who is barely a few decades old and can hold off a vampire over a century older than her." The male vampire spat back at her, the same disgust he used before. "Even if what Marcel says is true and you are some hot piece of ass with special abilities, you don't look like much to me. A whining little bitch who runs from her daddy." The vampire ended with a smirk on his face.
"I don't run from anyone." Caroline smirked back at the vampire and within a matter of seconds, she dropped her hold on his throat only to shove it threw his chest. Her hand flashed out of his chest and watching his gray body fall to the ground with a whole where is heart once beat. Caroline tossed the heart on top of his body and locked her gaze with the remaining vampire that was still immobilized with her hand on this throat. His eyes changed from amused to terror stricken in seconds.
"You can't kill vampires, Marcel has forbidden it from the Quarter. He will come after you for what you have done."
"Don't worry I'm not going to kill you. I am going to send you back to King Marcel's house and tell him exactly what I have done. You can show him your dead friend with the missing heart and tell him it didn't have to be this way. He could have left me alone while I was in town and no one had to die. I'm not afraid of Marcel or his little minions like you. You can also tell him that the next ones I find that are following me around will all be dead." Caroline snapped his neck and tossed him on top of the dead vampire on the ground. Caroline sighed as she looked down at the two limp vampire bodies and flashed her way back to her hotel.
Author's Note:
So now we have more info about Marcel and what he wants out of Caroline. We will have another run in between them soon plus we will see a few of our long lost friends again. Like I stated before, I already have started writing the next chapter so it should not take long at all to get the next one up.
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