A/N : Hello I am here with the third chapter of my X-men / Tvd fusion titled Flames of Poisoned Hearts.
I wanted to post something for KlarolineAuweek so I decided to work on this. Hopefully you guys like it.
Captive
It was like drowning in an ocean of clouds among the highest skies, floating through tumultuous waters, heady and exciting. Trudging through emotions pricking her senses. Embers of fire ran underneath her skin, leaving a burning trail of desire. His lips tormented her but she welcomed it. The sweet embrace of his mouth, held her captive and yet she felt drunk on freedom. She repaid him with her own ardent response as her lips meshed with his, firm, coaxing and demanding. His hands pulled her closer, the hard planes of his body inciting her passion and need.
Somewhere in her mind, Caroline knew she wasn't tied anymore she could escape.
This was her only chance to be free. To get closer to her goal.
Reluctant yet desperate, a little puzzled, however she changed positions in a blur of a movement. His back now against the wall. His eyes, surprised for a split second and then filled with desire again. He resisted to hold her again but she pushed him. Another blurring movement and she jammed her claws in his abdomen, anchoring him against the wall. His irises turned blue and then gold, his monster clamoring to get out, gearing up to fight instinctively against the threat to his life.
She knew she had just a few seconds, she twisted her wrist leaving three metal claws inside his flesh. His growl, was a menacing sound, a testament of his pain. He lurched but she flashed away before he could make a grab.
Another pained roar tore out of Klaus's throat and he ripped out the three metal bars with blood dripping from them. His blood, red and sticky, a sign of her betrayal. He felt wronged even though they had made no promises. Even though there wasn't any commitment. And yet he was furious and miserable. He threw the claws on the far end of the wall, one hit the mirror and it crashed.
The crashing noises rang out and Kol entered the room.
"What the... Bloody hell. Literally this looks like a bloody hell. Bro what happened? And where is our precious hostage?"
Klaus's hybrid was still simmering close to surface. His angry growl alerted Kol.
"She escaped. Now get out before I'm tempted to make a meal out of you."
Kol backed away enough to safely escape if need be, however remained.
"How? Weren't those ties mystically reinforced?"
Klaus threw him an aggravated look. Having willed his inner creature down he added, "I could break them. I asked the witch..."
"Wow. Once a control freak always a control freak." Kol quipped. "So what now? What's the new plan? Because if the witches found out you lost the person-creature-monster lady responsible for making their dearl-ies into departed-s they would wage a war."
"I know. I have her scent I'll track her myself." Klaus replied, rage was now a low hum, but misery still burned. It befuddled him, the loss he felt. If for nothing else, then he at least had to find her for the many unexplainable emotions she aroused in him. The flashes or visions she had triggered, he needed to know what they meant and why now? Why had he started feeling this unnamed sense of unfulfillment.
"Sir. There is a woman here who requests your presence." Lilah announced in her thick British accent, as she now stood on the threshold.
Along the way the Original siblings had picked up a few lackeys. His was obviously a stunning creature with flaming red hair and green eyes for he was connoisseur of beauty.
His siblings often compelled sub lunaries to do their bidding, and he too did that but only when absolutely essential. Klaus considered himself a man of class enough to coerce them through other ways, some pleasant and some mildly unpleasant.
He nodded, a slight gesture. "Did you get her name?"
"Bonnie Bennett."
Kol lifted a brow and followed his brother as he stormed out.
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"Well, well, to what do we owe this pleasure of your esteemed company?" Klaus sneered sarcastically as addressed the brunette with chocolate brown eyes and caramel skin.
She stood tall and proud, admirable but foolish, Klaus thought. Bennett witches was one of the few covens whom he had propositioned earlier for safety in exchange for their witchy powers, but they had declined his offer. Leaving New Orleans and settling in a town nearby. So Bonnie's arrival naturally made him curious.
"I am here to offer our coven's services." Bonnie enunciated. The authority in her voice was far from the meek attitude he would have expected from someone who was here to make a request.
"And why should I accept it? I already have a coven of witches at my disposal. Why would I need your unsolicited assistance?"
"A coven now half the size when you first recruited them, not to mention running low on experienced witches. Thanks to whatever is out there killing them." Bonnie stated.
Kol watched her silently, half impressed and half turned on. He had a thing for mouthy creatures but then his sister would say he was an arcano-whore who had a thing for any female that breathed. She faced Klaus, as his brother sat on his eccentrically ancient and ridiculous throne chair. While Kol stood beside him leaning against a wall. When her eyes met his, he winked and Bonnie bared her teeth in disgust which made him laugh a little.
"If you two are done with your flirtation I would like to ask Bonnie here why she thinks we need her?" Klaus remarked.
"I told you, you need us. The Deveraux's are all but extinct but Bennett's…."
"Are alive, thriving….." Klaus added
"And sexy." Kol interrupted.
Bonnie let out a sound of disgust.
"What you are saying is that we the Original family of arcanes need your help. But what I hear is that you need our protection. Now that Deveraux's are extinct, you are petrified, scared for your survival since you think that whatever is hunting witches out there might come for your sisters." Klaus smirked after his speech.
"Question do you only have sisters in your coven. I mean what about brothers isn't it a little sexist." Kol quipped.
"We have male members too but their powers are non-existent at best. It seems men are only good for one thing." Bonnie replied, with a curled upper lip.
"What thing?" Kol asked.
"She means procreation, Kol. Stop being obnoxious." Klaus explained.
Bonnie then proceeded, "If I were to say that your conjecture might have some merit would you be willing for an alliance then?"
Klaus leaned forward, "Let me think." then scratched his scruff and added, "How about No?"
"How about you reconsider? We are the strongest of the witches."
"The Deverauxs have Davina. They say she is the strongest out there." Kol observed.
She scoffed, "Davina may be strong but has she ever been able to blow away an Original with a single flick of her wrist." then she did exactly as she said and Kol was thrown away. He landed on the floor with an audible crash, then she levitated him and threw him away into the settee placed on one side of the large hall.
Klaus clapped. "Impressive. I reconsider but on one condition you accompany me for a night out in town."
Kol who had righted himself, rolled his eyes. Bonnie was shocked, "I do not think going out on a date with you will help matters."
"It's not a date little witch. It's your first assignment."
"Okay. But please tell me this thing is not coming." she pointed at Kol.
"Of course he is." Klaus enjoyed her displeasure, he was a wanker like that.
"I'd thought you'd never ask." Kol growled playfully at Bonnie and she let out a loud ughhhh.
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They found Caroline devouring another witch, in dingy and dark alleyway. Her fangs embedded in the witches carotid. The moaning sounds she made as she feasted on the witch's blood caused heat to churn in his belly. It was twisted how the mere sight of her monster and even her innocent self affected him, Klaus thought. It clawed at his need, called to his soul as if it were always meant to, like a forgotten craving returning with full addiction.
"You have got to be kidding me." Kol muttered.
Bonnie looked at Klaus questions filling her expressive eyes, but he was much too mesmerised by the creature lapping up a helpless witch's blood.
Bonnie raised her hands, wind whirled towards Caroline, she was blown away by the impact but instead of crashing into a wall, she held onto it.
Almost at the same time Klaus let out a furious No!
To Bonnie's surprise the creature was anchored to the wall almost twenty feet above them with four metal claws proturding each from both hands and one from each foot.
With an angry growl Caroline jumped and attacked the threat. Both of them ended up rolling together a few feet and then came to a halt. Before Bonnie could use her powers, Caroline knocked her out.
She twisted back, growled and attacked Kol. He ducked, blurring away she blurred around him, confusing him. Klaus followed her, in a few minutes he had her restrained. She pushed at him, effectively getting herself free. She threw a punch and hit Klaus on his jaw. Kol geared to attack her from behind but Klaus grappled her. Caroline slashed her claws on his chest, dug them in, blood dripped down. Klaus roared, his own hybrid fangs and claws drawn out. He kicked her away and she flew away. Both brothers approached her, Klaus shook his head at Kol, in a silent command that Kol was to back down. Kol nodded and stood back.
Caroline saw them approaching her. Her monster was surprisingly in control, her thoughts weren't muddled. She knew her captor of last night had come for her again. She remembered everything, his assault, his kisses and his blue eyes that turned gold when he had held her caged in his arms.
He had offered to help her, but it was more than just his offer that had tempted her, his pleasurable embrace, the sincerity in his eyes. She couldn't afford temptations. Not in the face of grave danger heading her way. She blurred in upright position.
Klaus smirked, it attracted her. "We need to stop meeting like this love."
"I am not your love." she spat.
"We'll see." he blurred towards her and in an instant had her captured. Dumbfounded and literally rooted to the ground she asked, "How?"
"My new witch." he gestured towards Bonnie who was now enchanting something standing beside Kol.
"You tricked me?" Caroline asked, her eyes harboring vulnerability and pique.
His heart twisted once when he saw sadness fill her eyes, which she had masked in a matter of moments.
Still entrapped in his arms. He lifted one hand to brush away her golden hair, he felt as if she leaned into his touch. He wanted her to, desperately.
"You tricked me first." his smile should have antagonized her but it didn't. She felt safe. After a very long time she felt she could trust someone. More so she wanted to.
"Let me go!" she turned her face away.
"Why would I do that?" Klaus turned her face towards him.
"You don't understand." she looked into his eyes. He saw his own desperation reflected in those blue orbs. It pulled at them both.
Loosening his hold, he cradled her form in his arms. Gently he asked, "Then help me understand."
The tender warmth of his words was her undoing.
"Why?" she asked and he knew her she needed to know if she could trust him.
He laid himself bare, unmindful of two other people around them, cognizant to just her sweet face and her melancholy eyes.
"Because I feel it just as much as you." he laced his fingers with hers, "It affects me like nothing else does. This, us." he leaned his forehead on hers, she closed her eyes. "I feel your heart beat inside my chest , I feel your soul entwined with mine. Let me…" she swallowed the rest of his words, in a soft yet smoldering kiss.
She pulled away and mumbled something. He nodded once blurred her away.
"What the bloody hell just happened?" Kol questioned and Bonnie rolled her eyes.
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"Kāpēc jūs mani glābāt? (Why did you save me)"
The girl with sad blue-green eyes and golden hair asked him. He knew who she was. He knew her name was Caroline. She was new in the sector.
He grunted and was about to walk away. But she stepped in his path, it annoyed him. She smiled at him, and he felt its warmth spreading inside him. So he twisted away harshly.
"tāpēc tu esi gļēvulis? (So you are a coward)"
she baited him.
He faced her now. "Ja es būtu gļēvulis, es nebūtu glābis mazu meiteni no sodītājiem."
( If I were a coward I wouldn't have saved a little girl from the punishers.) "
"Viņi bija tikai apsargi. Un es nedaudz mazu. "
(They were just the guards. And I am not little.)
she shrugged out her claws, ivory white, bone-like. Fascinated he stroked one. Belatedly realizing what he was doing he pulled away.
"Nemēģiniet atrast glābējus." (Don't try to find saviors.)
"Man nav nepieciešams glābējs. Man vajag draugu." her sweet voice soothing him.
(I don't need a savior. I need a friend).
"Nemēģiniet sadraudzēties. Viņi ir tikai vājās puses. Un vāji šeit neizdzīvo tikai spēcīgie."
(Don't try to make friends. They are just weaknesses. And weak don't survive here only the strong do.) ,he warned again and turned to leave but she waylaid him.
"Es nekad nebūs jūsu vājums." (I will never be your weakness.),
Her words sent an ache through him but he still walked away.
"Ja tev vajag draugu, es gaidīšu tevi"
(If you need a friend, I'll wait for you.) she shouted behind him.
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He smiled when he saw her trying to climb the highest tree in the back gardens. All night her words had plagued him. He didn't know what made him look for her today but he felt himself tugged towards her.
A feminine grunt rounded and he smiled. He stood beneath the tree now. Blurring or ultraspeed that's what they called it.
She grunted again and dug her claws in the tree bark and just like that she screamed and was falling down. He rose his hands and an air cushion caught her. She was too shocked to scream now. He playfully moved his hands away, the cushion disappeared but before she could scream again she was in his arms. The mirth dancing on his face was so pleasing.
She laughed. " Jauka nozveja." (Nice catch)
"Es turpinu tevi glābt."(I keep saving you)
his smile still in place.
"Varbūt tas ir tas, ko jūs domājat darīt. "
(Maybe that's what you are meant to do.)
her innocent reply touched a dead chord of his heart strings.
"Es esmu Karolīna." (I'm Caroline)
She offered. She was too soft, too tempting and too angelic to refuse.
"Es esmu Niklauss."
(I'm Niklaus)
he responded and blurred her away with his arms secure around her.
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