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This is Where it All Starts


After making a few phone calls and sending a few of his hybrids to patrol Mystic Falls, Klaus was just about ready to enjoy the new deal he made. But it seems the blonde beauty had other plans, making Klaus feel lucky he had reached her in time before she managed to get out the door.

"In case you didn't notice Klaus, I didn't come prepared with a complete wardrobe. I have to go back and pack a few of my things, and I also need to let my mom know what's been happening", she tried to reason with him, arms raised at her sides. She was hoping he'd be lenient and let her through, and hopefully her friends would help her find a way out of the deal she boldly made but predictably now regretted.

"And let you find a way to go around our deal love"... he resisted as if reading her mind..."I didn't live for a thousand years to be simply convinced by your pouting lips. I may have mentioned that I fancied you, but it doesn't exempt you from my rules. That was a done deal, and I'd be bloody hell stupid if I let you go like that. You're staying here with me, and I will be providing you with everything you need. As for your mother, we will be visiting her soon."

Caroline didn't feel good about Klaus's plan to go back to Mystic Falls with the intent to visit her mom. She was still trying to create the perfect excuse in her mind when he cut them short.

"Don't even think about it Caroline, one wrong move and the deal's off. Along with the fact that I may be coming after a few people in the end just for….. let's just say collateral. It is why you're here in the first place, to keep them safe," his decision final and unwavering.

It sucked. Because she knew he was right. She never thought of approaching the Salvatore brothers since she wasn't sure if they would go out of their way. Klaus on the other hand, she had found him more reliable for the past few months, her mind recalling the night of her graduation he had helped them with the witches. She had started to think there was more to him than just the brutal hybrid everyone saw, but he started with his speech about how much he fancied her again making her irritated because he knew that she was with Tyler.

She just couldn't understand him and his mood swings, being a gentleman and a second later starts to be a devout killer. She looked at him again and saw that he was still blocking the door. She tried to search his eyes for something else besides determination but found nothing. Knowing how he always found a way to get things done his way, she slumped her shoulders in defeat.

"Fine. Where do I sleep?"


Klaus was once again the victor. Relishing in her presence, he directed Caroline to climb the stairs with him. He showed her to one of the connecting rooms, the other being his of course. He left that part out knowing she would refuse and opened the door revealing a room fit for a queen. Of course Klaus had it fixed earlier in hopes that Caroline would one day come with him to New Orleans, and he was glad that he hadn't thought of rearranging it.

"This is your room, if you find it suitable", to which Caroline only nodded.

She stepped inside it, awed by how regal it looked. The bed sheets were made of silk, smooth under her touch. She looked out from one of the windows and saw that she had an excellent view of the front part of the house, looking more around the room she saw several cabinets and drawers obviously made from the finest wood. Sighing she sat on the bed and tried to find any fault in the room, it made her notice the painting above the fireplace just opposite her bed. It was one of those paintings he had done in Mystic Falls, the one she had admired.

Klaus saw her staring at the painting and saw it as an opportunity for a conversation.

"So you remember", his voice low.

"You had this room ready for me didn't you?" Caroline's voice accusing.

"That is quite the assumption love, but yes, I had this room arranged for you", he was glad Caroline was noticing his effort and it made him grin.

"Why'd you put this painting here?" she inquired trying not to imply anything.

He knew the answer to that,"I thought you liked it since you took notice. Is that not the case?"

Caroline didn't like the way she was being affected by his words, nor his accent that only seemed to make his request more enticing to,"Nice try, but it'll take more than that to butter me up. With the things you've done, it's hard to look past the blood bath you've created"

"Don't talk to me like you've known me for a lifetime. What you're facing now doesn't even cover half of what I was able to go through, and you've killed before just to keep your friend safe. What makes you think you're so righteous when we've done the same things for similar reasons?" Klaus knew he was pushing her.

"Don't you even go there"...her finger harshly pointing at Klaus... "I'm nothing like you. Now get out of my room!"

She quickly stood up and pushed him away, just enough so she could slam the door on his face. She let herself fall face first on the bed, enjoying its silky texture and letting her body relax. She groaned inwardly at the thought that this was just the beginning of all her troubles.

Klaus only chuckled after Caroline slammed the door on his face. Yes, she really was a refreshing sight to see amidst all the things he had to endure ever since he went back to New Orleans. Now if only he could get her to warm up a bit and be graced with her beautiful smile, it would really make his day. Just like the one she had bestowed on the night of her graduation, Niklaus grinned at the thought of it.


Caroline was still under the covers of her duvet, and despite loving that she had a bed fit for royalty there was that nagging feeling refraining her from enjoying all of it. How in the world could she bury herself in silken sheets knowing her friends and family are in potential danger?

But she had struck a deal with Klaus, and despite his cunning and murderous instincts she knew that as long as she kept her word he would keep his. It was all that she could hold onto, hope that Klaus still had that small bit of dignity in him to be loyal to his promise without taking advantage of possible loopholes. And though she finds it uncomfortable, deep inside her she had this gut feeling that Klaus would do everything to keep his word, and more. She fell asleep eventually with her deep thoughts, not noticing that Klaus was just outside her door waiting for her eyes to close before proceeding to enter and leave an array of dresses he had acquired long before she came.

Niklaus silently placed the clothes on the antique armchair that faced Caroline's bed. He stayed there for a while, watching Caroline in deep slumber. He frowned, realizing she might have traveled from Virginia to New Orleans without making a stop. Except maybe for gas, nonetheless the irritation that someone dared to interfere with Caroline angered him and he felt himself being pulled downstairs to the basement where his captive awaited him.

He silently walked out the room making sure the door was locked before he sped to the basement, grabbing the piece of wood drenched in wolfsbane and plunging it into the werewolf's thigh. Briggs let out an agonizing cry that receded to heavy pants.

"Now who would be so bold as to meddle with my affairs Briggs, do tell me", Klaus was menacing.

The werewolf fearfully told him what he was supposed to do and everything else that he knew of, his fear of the hybrid overpowering hatred. He knew that if Klaus was not satisfied, instead of being killed he would be tortured endlessly. After their 'talk' Klaus left Briggs still strapped to the chair but was spared of a wolfsbane soaked gag and one less stake in his body.

Niklaus paced his room, but tried his best not to wake Caroline while he did so. The information that the wolf had given wasn't just trivial, it was a great threat to Klaus. Now he had to alter his plans in regaining New Orleans since he had to make space for his new nemesis the Briggs wolf kept calling 'Master". Klaus was frustrated that for once he didn't know what he was up against, if the so called 'Master' had great power or not. All he knew was that whoever it was had great influence over supernaturals as well, considering he had his own following, but apparently hasn't gained much loyalty by the fact that the wolf had so easily succumbed to Caroline's questioning before.

With his mind wandering back to the sleeping baby vampire upstairs, his concern grew. Although he had made a promise to leave her be, Caroline was the one that approached him and had made it impossible to carry out. He knew she would press him for details and would act as she deemed right, and that was something he cannot allow to happen now that she was compliantly under his care.

He had remembered the time after he came back from Mystic Falls, how their time together would always haunt his mind making him crave more for the woman he can never have. Receiving a call from her had made him hopeful and overjoyed, but after Caroline had effectively made it clear that she has no intention of understanding him and calling his pursuits stupid, it had greatly bruised not only his ego but something deep inside he thought would no longer feel. He didn't understand why she had to call him and aggravate his looming depression. If only she knew. How much it killed him every day knowing he could no longer see her again. Anger building up inside of him, frustration, the longing he had hoped would be sated.

He sighed, shaking the thoughts away. Caroline was with him now, and she needed him. It was his chance to not screw it up, although at some point he knows something will go wrong. But he had to try. His thousand years of existence now seemed dull as he faced the new excitement in his life, wooing a certain blonde spitfire that had served as his light now. He will make her stay, make her his eternal Queen, and hopefully one day look at him without any disgust or hatred. Even for all the darkness he had, he sincerely prayed that it would not distinguish the radiant light of all her morals and beliefs he knew she would fight for. And if by some miracle he gains her loyalty, he would feel the privilege of being protected and stood up for, as she endlessly does for her friends.

One day he would be able to show her all the beauty he has seen, as he had always wanted for her. With that thought in mind, he proceeded to the basement again to end his victim's life, not wanting Caroline to get the information he would keep from her for her own safety.