Couple(s): Klaroline & Klaijah

Genre(s): Romance/Drama/Action/Adventure

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We currently have a total of 51 reviews, 30 favorites, and 69 followers. Thank you all for that! Without you guys this story would be nothing, so give yourselves a round of applause and a pat on the back.

So I believe that now is time to respond to any reviews that were sent in last time.

Guest: Thanks!

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LightFiction: Hmm, Klaus may hear about it in this chapter. I like the friendship too, but we may just have to explore a little bit of Kol/Caroline relationship in this story so I hope that it doesn't drive you away.

Guest #1: Don't we all love seeing Klaus a little bit jealous?

Justine: I know! I couldn't believe that Katerina would do something like this to Carolina when they are best friends, but girls can be very mean when they want something. Thank you for calling this story sensational! You guys are peppering me with compliments that my ego is becoming the size of the USA.

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I Love All Books TVD Klaroline: Katerina isn't even dead, yet, but I do agree that is selfish. I intended her to be.

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Part One: Chapter Nine

"You brood of vipers! How can you speak of good things, when you are evil?"— Unknown Author

[1492/England]

Carolina's sore throat was being used to scream.

Her skin sizzling as the sun pierced every pore on her right side, Carolina jerked away from her victim and scurried back to the safety that her windowless cell provided her. She cry out in pain and disgust as she watched the burnt, peeling skin slowly fix itself back to the flawless skin she had no become accustomed to seeing.

"That was much better than last time, darling, though you still didn't stop when I reached fifteen. You stopped when I reached sixteen." Carolina glowered at Kol as he smiled calmly at her and pulled the lever that shut the blinds.

"J'espère les coups de soleil vos os aux cendres! (I hope the sun burns your bones to ashes!)" Carolina growled. Kol just laughed at her as Rose walked into the room with another maid in her arms.

"You both need to keep it down in here. I could almost hear Carolina's screams of pain up the stairs," Rose hissed as she pushed the maid in Kol's arms. Kol ignored her and smiled when the veins started to bulge under Carolina's eyes, but she didn't move an inch. She had learned from the last five maids. Breathing deeply Carolina pushed away the thoughts of blood and locked them within a strong mental cage. Slowly she felt her fangs and veins recede. Once they had finally disappeared Carolina closed the door to her cell and turned away from the two older vampires. She had learned not to rip out throats, but she hadn't learned how not to drain a person dry.

"Please leave and take the maid with you. I no longer want to practice this anymore," she said. Carolina wanted them to leave so that they did not have to see her cry. She was confused and though she knew they were trying to help her she just felt that things were spiraling out of control. She was the same monster that John was and she could only feel hatred and pity for herself. She had become a monster.

"Now, now there is no need for us to stop now. You are better than you were the night before and at the pace we are going you could very well be walking around with humans by the end of the week," Kol said, but Rose shushed him.

"If Carolina thinks that she is finished for the day, then she is finished for the day. Torturing her to teach her control is bound to make one tire fast," Rose murmured glaring at Kol who just smirked at her.

"But she is learning and that is all that I really care about," Kol said. Carolina turned keeping her tears inside herself and shot an angry look at Kol. He was the reason why she was this…thing. He was the one that had done this to her. He was the one to blame.

'Why did you do this to me?" Carolina's voice was so small and weak. It was weak enough that is seemed like if you even breathed too loudly you wouldn't hear it. Kol turned to her and just smiled.

"I haven't done anything thing you didn't ask for. You wanted me to help you make your friend feel bad. This was my best response to your request. And besides, you seemed like you would be so much fun."

Carolina felt the veins and fangs reappear as she felt anger swirl inside of her like a tsunami. Fun? He thought turning her into this beast would be amusing? Her life and now afterlife was just a toy for his amusement?! Rushing forward, Carolina opened the cell and threw herself at Kol. She pushed him against the wall of the dungeon and hissed furiously into her smirking face.

"Fun? This is all just fun and games to you?! My life is nothing, but a toy to you?! Laissez-moi Eh bien, vous dire quelque chose, Kol. Ma vie est le jouet à personne et je ferai vous et un autre qui ose me railler se rendent compte que je suis le jouet à personne qu'ils peuvent juste jeter(remuer) autour! (Well, let me tell you something, Kol. My life is nobody's toy and I shall make you and anybody else who dares to taunt me realize that I am nobody's toy that they can just toss around!)" Carolina hissed. Then Kol just threw his head back and laughed! Laughed right into Carolina's face!

Something hot and heavy was boiling in Carolina and she duly noted that she had never felt anything as intense as what she was feeling now. "Brûlez à la cendre! (Burn to ashes!)" Carolina screamed and just when she was about to hit Kol, she was roughly pulled away.

"Carolina stop it. He is just being rude right now since he was awake all night training you." Rose cooed into her ear. Carolina struggled in her tight grip. "Kol, let us leave. I believe you have made enough progress for one day."

Kol, who was still laughing, straightened himself as he wiped a tear from his eye. "I knew I did something right by turning you," he jeered. And Carolina felt like killing him. To her he had done the worst thing possible by making her even more of a monster.

Oh…so this is why I am not in my bed.

Klaus stared at the face that he had fallen in love with only five centuries ago and felt nothing. She was pretty, but an obstacle in what he truly desired.

Karina (that was her name right?)slept peacefully and Klaus just stared at her as if she was an unwanted and foreign object. Sure Klaus needed her and she was pretty, but he was pretty sure that Elijah would be the one who would try and court her, seeing how he was ready to drop everything with the girl that shared Tatia's face.

Getting up as slowly as possible, Klaus wandered around the room looking for his trousers, quickly slipping them on once he has located them. It was when he was cursing, trying to find his tunic when he heard a shift from the bed.

"We're you just going to leave me here? Alone?" the small feminine voice of Karina (what was this girl's name?) asked him. Klaus didn't turn, but just pulled on his tunic and threw what he hoped looked like a shameful look when he actually begging to leave.

An awkward atmosphere hung in the air like a fog as she got up, clutching the bed sheets to her body like a prude. "My apologizes. I have business to attend to this morning and I hoped that I could just finish it before you awoke."

The girl snorted softly, "I bet you just wanted to get away from me." Klaus sighed internally as he now knew that he was the one that was going to have to court the girl. Walking closer to her, Klaus could hear the blood pumping through her veins and the loud, almost deafening thumping of her heart causing him to stare at her chest. God, he just wanted to rip her throat out and drain her.

"Hardly," Klaus said. Klaus watched as a blush crept up her skin, wondering if Carolina's skin would hold a darker shade of red if she blushed. Klaus ignored his thoughts and took Karina's wrist in his hand and pulled the sheet clad body closer to his own. He bent down to murmur in her ear. "Now, that I have had your body," he whispered letting his other unoccupied hand roam over her body. "I want your heart to accompany it." Katerina practically melted into him and Klaus frowned at how easy it was to seduce her into the calming mood he wanted her to be in. This was no challenge; it was far too easy.

"Now," he said pulling away, "if you wish for me to return faster, I should leave now." Klaus not even looking at her face pulled on his tunic and walked away, not before flashing a smirk at the girl.

It wasn't until halfway down the hall Klaus remembered her name was Katerina.

Kol strutted down the hall, blood stains and tore shirt bared proudly. No one stared and no one said a word as he walked by. Everyone knew it was better not to question Kol or else it would be their blood staining his shirt.

"Kol, it appears that you have a bit of food on your shirt." Smiling mischievously, Kol turned to his sister, Rebekah. Rebekah sneered at him, "You apparently still have some food on your face too."

"You know how I like to indulge myself, sister," Kol said as he turned back around to start walking back to his room. Rebekah followed him.

"Where have you been? You missed most of Klaus's party!" Rebekah screeched. "And you better help me distract the doppelgänger. This once acts like she has a moral compass. That is hard to believe since the original was a tramp and!"

"Rebekah, I refuse to help you entertain the doppelgänger. I have things to do. Your older brother has people depending on him you know," Kol said. They arrived at the door of his room and Kol shoved the heavy slab of wood open while Rebekah scoffed.

"Important people? You mean the whores you meet in the town square? Do you not already pleasure them enough?" Rebekah said callously.

Cringing inwardly Kol wondered what had happened to the sweet little sister that he used to have; you one who only insulted when she was jesting with her sibling, not to make biting remarks. Kol ignored the twinge of pain that he felt and just smirked at his sister. "Rebekah, you don't seem to understand that once you get a piece of me you will never get enough."

And soon someone will learn that lesson.

Rebekah rolled her eyes and Kol took off his shirt. "Ew, must you strip in front of me!" Kol shrugged.

"You came into my room. You are welcome to leave. I have business to attend to," Kol said brushing her off.

Even though he couldn't see it Rebekah was frowning at him. "Business? What could you have to attend to now? Kol, you better not do anything that will upset Nik's plans. He has been waiting for this day for a long time. He would not like it at all if you ruined it for him." Kol rolled his eyes. Why was everyone worrying over Nik and his stupid plan? The man was well over the age of being pampered and yet everyone acted as if he was a baby that needed to be tended to with the upmost care. Has anyone remembered what happened to Finn?

"Nothing to do with Nik's plans Rebekah I can assure you. Though, once she can get herself under control we will be leaving as soon as we can."

"She? Who is this woman?" Rebekah asked. It had been a long time since she had heard of any woman in one of her brother's life. Sure, they had women over, but they were usually whores or a stray maiden that they could feast upon. However, this woman sounded more than what her brother would usually pick up.

Kol smiled, happy that he has confused his sister with the mention of Carolina. "No one that is of any concern to you sister." Kol tugged at his pants and turned to his sister to give her one last look. "If you wish to know what my arse looks like I suggest you leave."

Rebekah stomped away disgusted, but intrigued. Who was this new girl that was going to be with her brother? Kol had not taken a fancy to anyone before so this woman must be someone stunning. She just had to find out.

"Magnos spiritus audire placitum meum," Donatella hissed out as sweat trickled down her brow. Finding Mikeal was becoming a bigger hassle then she first assumed. Mikeal was very good at hiding; so good that even the blood of his son, Finn, was having trouble finding him. Maybe it was because they were both dead and the spell worked best when the person you were trying to find was alive (like heart beating alive). "Hoc unum peto, ut sanguis ligat sanguis. Sanguis mentiri non potest!"

She needed more fuel; more power. She didn't want to do this, but it was necessary. She began to entertain the magic that was brought by the darker spirits. Though many do not know this, there were two spirits; the Spirits, the ones that kept nature in check and most witched served, and the Recessit, the Spirits who have strayed away from the regular magic and created the darker, more powerful (dangerous) magic. How this great divide began is a long a difficult story, but all that was needed to know is that every time a witch cast a spell she will have two options as to where she will draw her power from; from the purer and weaker pool of magic or the tainted, powerful pool of magic.

Donatella was now pulling magic from the Recessit. The magic was powerful and easily intoxicating. She could feel the blood moving on the map as if it was moving on her own skin. Her mouth went dry as the power sent waves of pleasure through her and she wondered why everyone had believed that this magic was evil! The power not only got the job done but brought blissful feelings along with it. "Donec mortua terra quaerere. Sit hunc sanguinem inveniet eam patrique. Id est meun unicum desiderium." Donatella practically moaned, hissed, and whispered the last sentences of the spell. The magic as dark and as tainted as it was, was thrumming in her veins and making her eyes swell shut as she felt as if she was high in the sky with no boundaries. She felt empowered and when she opened her eyes she found herself looking at the dot where the blood had stopped moving.

"There you are," Donatella murmured as she caressed the map. The Spirits were screaming at her telling her that she would pay for playing in such dark magic, but the Recessit were purring, happily, whispering about all the things she could do, now that she possessed this power. She could finally kill Klaus as long as she kept using this magic.

Revenge is what you desire. Let us be your Furies.

If they could help her kill Klaus she would use this magic for as long as she needed.

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Elijah sat down as he watched Katerina in secret. He did not like snooping around like a child, but he didn't want to speak or talk to her. He just wanted to look at her.

If she spoke she would say something that was completely different from what Tatia would say. She looked like Tatia, walked like Tatia, and in some manners, even acted like Tatia. If Elijah could just close his eyes he could imagine that Katerina was Tatia.

"Eli," she would say as she giggled and played with her hair in a flirtatious manner, "you need to relax. Come with me." Then he would follow her into the forest where they would do things that only young couples that were so much in love would do.

But you were not a couple. You were the only one that was in love in that relationship, a voice viciously hissed at him as images of Tatia and Klaus together were shoved to the forefront of his mind. But this time I could start over. Keep her away from Klaus and make her mine like I supposed to do with Tatia; like I was meant to do with Tatia, Elijah thought determined.

"Lord Elijah? What are you doing, standing there alone? Please come at sit with me." Katerina said and giggled. "Look at me, inviting the Lord of the house to come and sit in his own home." Elijah just smiled lightly at her. She even giggled like Tatia.

"I am sure your mother would be horrified," Elijah teased and the feeling felt both new and familiar to him.

Katerina looked down sadly, and Elijah felt sad and shameful of himself. This is why he doesn't like to tease and be playful it appears that he does it incorrectly. "My mother," Katerina whispered quietly. Elijah frowned at her. Did her mother die? Was her mother sick?

"I apologize if I may have opened any healing wounds," he said tediously. Katerina shook her head and smiled, "You have done nothing, but make some memories return. Nothing to apologize for."

Silence hung in the air and Elijah desperately wanted her to say something. As he gazed at the woman you shared the face of his past love, Elijah wanted to take her and hide. He wanted nothing more than to be with her for all eternity, but the underlying threat of Klaus. He loved his brother and he loved his family, but he also loved Tatia and wanted to at least get to know the girl that shared her face. Maybe Elijah could get over this hole in his heart if he kept the girl alive. He was going to find a way to keep the girl alive.

"Have you ever wanted to things badly, Miss Petrova? However, you could not have one without losing the other," Elijah asked turning his head to look at the garden they were in. Katerina smiled at him.

"Yes, I have. No matter how much I wanted both I always choose one over the other," Katerina said. Elijah smile almost slipped.

Tatia never choose. She kept you both as her little playthings, this girl doesn't. Not stop entertaining these little fantasies! That voice (which sounded awfully like Klaus) hissed at him.

Remember this girl isn't Tatia, no matter how much you want her to be. Elijah felt that hole open a little wider.

Donatella's mother felt as if life could get no worse.

Her daughter had left her to go help the hybrid and now she was left alone in the world with no daughter. Growling, curse under her breath, the woman lugged a pail of water down the desolate road to her small house.

After entering her home, Donatella's mother felt a pain in her chest. It was sharp, fierce and burned. She whimpered, but ignored it. However when she took a step the pain became worse and suddenly spread across her body, travelling through her veins.

Screaming, she dropped her pail to the floor, scratching at her skin. Words were being whispered, moaned, and shouted in her head as the pain flowed uninterrupted.

You must pay.

Your daughter's sins you are atoning.

Your life will atone for now.

But if your daughter touches the Recessit once more…

Her demise and that of your line will be the final asking price.

What had her daughter done! What had she done! Screaming, Donatella's mother watched black spots dance before her eyes. The pain was unbearable!

Then sleep…

The Recessit were whispering in her ear, speaking of the glory of death. How the pain would stop if she just closed her eyes. Donatella's mother whimpered as she closed her eyes letting death take her.

She thought the pain would stop in death.

It didn't.

Author's Note: Umm, okay. I apologize for the long wait for this chapter. I was like super tired and trying to get my grade up in World Geography. I had a 100 one day then an 85 the next and had to work to get back to an A.

So how is everyone enjoying Season 4! People, I and my brother were watching the first episode and the ending made me and my brother just drop our jaws. That Pastor is crazy! Then we watched the second and third episode and we have to say that we like this new hunter. We cannot wait for the fourth one.

(Oh and the only reason why my brother watched the Vampire Diaries is because he has a crush on Kat Graham and likes seeing her on our TV. Just like I only watch Teen Wolf to see Derek Hale)

So Trevor did not spin an epic lie in this chapter seeing as I was like too lazy to actually type it up, but whatever. Rebekah is on the prowl in the next chapter so look out.

Also the Recessit is totally made up. I made it up just like now. Recessit means Departed in Latin. Heh, the more you know. Now time to answer the longer review I got.

To TopazDragon: Thank you! I intend to make them stay friends for as long as I see fit. I think 500 years is a good, long time to be friends with someone. However, what is eternity without some drama, right? When did I ever say that this Trevor was her half-brother? For all we know he may just share the same name as her half-brother! Thank you for pointing out my typos, I will go out and fix them when I finally get off my lazy ass and decide to look through my stories. Anyways, thank you for reading.

So, I hope you have enjoyed this chapter of Umbrageous Lions. If you did enjoy it review and tell me what you liked and what you didn't like. By the way how would everyone feel if I made another Vampire Diaries fic? Maybe to tell how the Recessit and the Spirits became to separate parties? IDK, you tell me.

Until next time,

Winterangel44