Couple(s): Klaroline and Kalijah

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

Author's Note: I would like to thank everyone for the reviews and favorites that they sent last chapter. This story has received a lot of attention; more than any of my other stories (which makes perfect sense seeing how I used to suck back then).

Time for responses!

To Element Siren: I tried to keep them as in character as possible so I thought Klaus would be all angry that Kol turned someone who he mentally claimed was his.

To : Klaus' reaction will be in this chapter. Though nice to know that someone is rooting for Kol and Carolina.

To TopazDragon: Really? I am glad that you enjoyed Rebekah's teachings of espionage. Kol and Nik's scene…I am glad you enjoyed it. And I think you are right with them being the most dangerous. Eh, typos…I'll fix them later when I decide to edit. Yes! Drama! What fun is eternity without some drama?

To Clangwee: Thank you!

To Lollip: I did too.

To I Love All Books TVD Klaroline: Um, what do you mean by older? Lol, Donatella! I just love to torture my OCs. It's so fun! And once you dabble in dark magic it's sort of like a drug. You don't know when you've had too much till your dead.

That is all the reviews that needed responding. Also I would like to make it aware all these Koroline scenes and dynamics that you are all telling me are in this story…Yeah, I have like no clue what you are talking about. I may have just made a ship in this unintentionally. Go me!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Part One: Chapter Eleven

"Out of the deep depths of misfortune comes bliss."—Unknown Author

[1492/England]

Elijah chased after Katerina in the flourishing gardens. Her giggles rang out from somewhere in the hedge maze and Elijah could only focus on the voice. It was so much like Tatia's, yet nothing like it. When Tatia giggles her voice got higher and started chiming like bells, but when Katerina giggled her voice got louder and a little deeper; sultrier. It was the same voice, but the tone was different.

Whenever Katerina did anything all Elijah could do was sit and point out everything that separated her from Tatia. Like when Katerina was sad she did not seek others for comfort she stood tall and strong and tired her best to show no one how weak she was. If he was a naïve human he would have believed her but he was a well-seasoned five hundred year old vampire and could easily tell that she was sad about something. If Tatia was sad she would go running to him bearing her weakness and shame and allow him to comfort her as best as he could. Katerina did no such things.

And now with her laugh, Elijah could only find more things that could make her different from the girl whom he once loved. It was like the world did not want him to treat Katerina the way he did Tatia; as if the world did not wish for him to be happy any longer.

"You have to chase me!" Katerina teased as she ran away from him faster. Elijah laughed, if only this girl knew how fast he could run. Elijah was tempted to do just that only to how that familiar body of hers in his arms when he stops. He hasn't enjoyed himself in too long and if he caught her the game would be over.

"You are meant to catch me," Katerina states as she looks back at him. Her cheeks are flushed and her bosom looked as if it was going to pop out of her green dress. Elijah adverted his eyes and murmured lowly, "But if I catch you, the game will be over."

Katerina smiled sweetly at him. He never liked playing these childish games, but if it was for her he would do it. "Thank you for entertaining me." Elijah chuckled at her.

"You seemed lonely inside, so I took pity on you." Katerina sat and twiddled with her thumbs. She looked so lonely and innocent and he had tried his very best to make her stay as enjoyable as possible before his brother killed her. But she won't die Elijah. The witch will make the potion, she will return to life, and you and her could spend the rest of eternity together.

"Carolina is still asleep as she finally is getting over that flu she had caught and I do not wish to disturb her. I wish to see her after not seeing her for a week." Katerina said and Elijah almost raised an eyebrow. So that was the lie they compelled her to believe.

"What about Rebekah? Why do you not go to her to help satisfy your loneliness?" Elijah inquired.

"Not to be rude but I have the feeling that she does not like me very much," Katerina whispered to him as if Rebekah was listening into the conversation. (She probably was, but still.) Elijah felt a burning sadness rush through him. She felt that she was unliked? Could she not tell that he absolutely adored her? That he hung on her every word? Tatia had said the same thing once he showed her to his family. How could Rebekah dislike something that was damn near perfection?

"However, I care little for her opinion. I have Carolina and her opinion is all that I really need," Katerina said. She put on a brave face like sitting with his sister and two other women for tea was something to be seen like a war. (And with his sister's temperament it probably was.)

That was something else that Tatia would never do. She would always think about other's opinion about her; always trying to please everyone. Katerina was brave and bold and outspoken and so unlike Tatia. It was endearing and refreshing.

Katerina was unique. Nothing about her was like Tatia excluding her face.

Sunlight.

Sunlight was bright. Sunlight was golden. Sunlight was warm.

Carolina could name everything that sunlight was but why torture herself like that. She knew that the moment Kol gave her the ring that allowed her to walk in the sun it was going to cost something. Now as she sat looking out the window she discovered what it was. She couldn't feel sunlight. The best part about sunlight was to be taken away from her.

Carolina pouted as she watched guard wander to and fro. The sunlight glinted off their metal armor and tanned their skin. They panted as the heavy armor and heat made them sweat exceedingly.

"Dammit Timothy," one of the guards that were passing by her window groaned. Carolina looked down at them from her high window. "What I would not do for a glass of water. The sun is baking me alive!"

The other guard, Timothy laughed and wiped sweat off his brow. "You are right, Issac. All this armor is making me sweat like a pig!" Carolina's nose wrinkled as she tuned out of the conversation. It was like the world was taunting her; punishing her for becoming so weak that she couldn't even stand in sunlight.

Maybe if I take off my ring. I could feel the heat they feel instead of pain, Carolina thought. Carolina took the ring in one had a slid it off her finger slowly. She inched towards the sun, going to stick her hand in it when she was shoved harshly against the wall and the ring was placed back on her finger. Carolina was face to face with a white shirt stained with blood.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Carolina looked up and found herself looking into the curious eyes of Klaus. Carolina gasped and blushed (if you could do that when you were a vampire). He almost saw her cause herself some intense pain. Carolina's heart fluttered as she thought of how handsome he was at the ball and how he left her with Kol to go and talk to her friend Katerina. Now as she looked up at him her new and enhance eyes could now tell her how handsome he really was. Everything about him was perfect and she craved him badly now that she could see what he really looked like.

Klaus gave her an amused smirk that made her look down in embarrassment. His shirt was cut open giving her a wonderful view of his chest, but Carolina was staring at the large red stains that clashed with the white of his shirt. She could feel the veins around her eyes begin to emerge and Carolina shoved Klaus away and blurred to the other side of the room. Klaus was now laying on her bed looking at her as she fought for control.

"This is why I wanted to turn you," she heard Klaus murmur. "You would be the perfect ripper." Carolina ignored him and covered her eyes and counted backwards from twenty in French. When she was done she looked at Klaus who was now standing in front of her, still with that amused look on his face.

"Why do you fight it?" Klaus asked. Carolina frowned at him as she suddenly thought about how he left her with Kol to go and talk to Katerina. He had known her longer than he did her best friend and yet once he saw Katerina, suddenly she was something of the past.

"I have no need to answer you. Ask Katerina she is surely more interesting than I," she huffed as she brushed past him. She sat at her vanity and started brushing her hair, blatantly ignoring him. She hear Klaus chuckle behind her and heard the creak that the bed made when he sat on it.

"Darling, there is no need to be jealous. It was my birthday party, you know I had to say a friendly hello to all my guests," he said. Carolina gripped the hair brush tighter. It sounded as if he was mocking her; telling her that the jealously that she felt was petty. It was petty, but that didn't mean it was to be dismissed so casually.

"I know, I just thought that you would spend more time with people that you knew instead of leaving them to hang. Especially, with people that they do not know," Carolina was brushing her hair faster and rougher now. She could now feel the bristles of her brush rub against her scalp.

"Ah, but you forget, I have only met you once. You can say I barely know you," Klaus said with a knowing tone. Carolina looked at him through the mirror and saw him smirking at her. It was true. Carolina and Klaus had only met once and only knew each other with through a mutual friend. Sighing, Carolina turned around and looked at him.

"If I am going to stay here I do not want to be strangers with the lord of the house. So I suggest that we become friends," Carolina said with a tilt to her head.

"Agreed," Klaus said smirking with that amused glint in his eyes.

"If you would just do as I have asked you to then we won't ever have to do this again." Katerina shifted under Rebekah's gaze as Rebekah huffed unhappily. Katerina knew that Rebekah did not like her all too well and she wondered why Rebekah even tolerated her. Maybe it was to make her to unladylike tasks like these.

Katerina huffed and crossed her arms, making her look like a spoiled, pouting child. "I refuse to do this. It is very unladylike and…what if Trevor catches me?" Katerina stated with a stomp of her foot. Rebekah raised an eyebrow at this, but ignored it. They had bigger things to deal with.

"That is the whole point of this exercise, Katerina. You are supposed to get caught so that you can lie to Trevor," Rebekah explained. Katerina had heard about a thousand times before, the first couple of time she did not understand what she was to do, but now she was just stalling for time.

"What does this have to do with the art of espionage again?" Katerina asked for the tenth time that day. Rebekah just rolled her eyes and repeated herself.

"In the art of espionage you have to think every step through. What you are looking for; how you are going to do it; how are you going to overcome obstacles; and most importantly, what you are going to do once you get caught. When you get caught you have to lie very convincingly. If they believe you then you will be able to leave under little suspicion, but if they don't believe you…" Rebekah gave Katerina a toothy smile and Katerina was already cringing as she knew what was to come next in this little speech.

"You shall be hung at the gallows, or they will torture by pulling your eyes out, or they will burn you at the stake, or they will rip your head off and will put it on a stake so that your severed head will welcome everyone who enters the town." Katerina moaned in disgust and felt the urge to vomit. However, Rebekah would not allow that as she spun Katerina as fast as she could and shoved her into Trevor's room. "Bye-bye Katerina!" And with that Rebekah slammed the door shut.

Katerina moaned again and sat down on Trevor's bed. How could Rebekah talk about those things so nonchalantly? She once went to a hanging. It was the hanging of a man that had murdered three men in her town, or so they claimed. She was only seven and she watched in horror as the floor beneath the man disappeared and he was left to hang.

The man's face became a bright red, and then gradually became a deeper red. Not long afterwards his face became light blue and then an ugly deep purple that no human should ever become. The whole time the man was struggling and people threw stones at him cheering for his death. Katerina couldn't take it and threw up.

The urge to vomit grew more as she thought about that man. Her father had told her that it was okay to cheer for the man's death. "He was a bad man, Katerina. He is not worth crying over. He had killed people and because of that he had to be punished. There is nothing wrong with killing a guilty man," her father had said, but she still cried over that man that night.

"Katerina?" The world was spinning around Katerina and she looked up to see Trevor looking down at her with concern. "What are you doing in here?"

"I believe that I am going to be sick," Katerina said as Trevor pulled her up from the bed. The world spun too fast now that she was up right. So Katerina spilled her breakfast all over Trevor's boots.

"You can't say that this is all my fault," Kol pouted. Carolina paced around her room before sitting down on the bed across from Kol. She ran a hand through her hair and sighed loudly.

"Yes it is, Kol. I never asked for this," Carolina said running a hand through her hair disheveling it. Kol smiled thinking that she looked adorable. Carolina glared lightly at him. "I never wanted to be this thing."

"You asked for help," Kol frowned, "I just did what you asked."

Carolina glared at him. Heat was burning in her eyes and it made Kol feel warm. "I wanted help making Katerina's life miserable!"

"And this is my way of assisting you," Kol said. He walked over and grabbed Carolina up. He started to dance with her to music that played quietly in his head. Carolina still glared at him. "Can you blame me for trying to help you?"

"No."

"Good," Kol smiled. "Remember you are responsible for the idea. Now, darling, tell me where do you wish to go first?"

"Go?" she asked and she gave him a confused looked. "Where are we going?"

"Anywhere you desire. That is why you were turned, to accompany me on my travels," Kol said. Carolina stopped dancing and stared at him with shock. He watched as the shock quickly turned into hatred and anger.

"Only for company, I thought I have told you before Kol, my life is no one's toy. I do not wish to travel with you. In fact, I no longer wish to be in the same room as you," she said as she turned away from him. Kol glared at the back of her head.

"Really and what are you going to do? Stay here with my brothers and sisters? They will eat you alive and I will not be here to save you," Kol snarled. This girl was his. She had his blood running through his veins so she belonged to him and him alone! "Now, if you come with me, I can show you much more than just the dungeon of this castle," his voice was husky and seductive, but Carolina's back was still turned to him. She was unwavering in her stance as he had obviously offended her. He came closer and wrapped his arms around her waist making her stand straight. "I can show you the whole world if you wanted me too."

Carolina laughed harshly and moved out of his arms, "Kol you are mad. I would go now where with the man that made me this. You have cursed me."

"How many times do I have to tell you I was only trying to help you in the best way I knew, and it was you who wanted to ruin your own best friend's life! Hm, what type of person would want to do that?" Kol taunted. Carolina frowned at him. This conversation was getting heated fast.

"I was jealous. I say things I do not mean when I am jealous."

"Jealous people say things about other people clothing; jealous people will accidently spill wine on someone's nice dress. Jealous people do not wish to make the life of the person they are jealous of a living hell."

"I never said that," Carolina defended but Kol just gave her a smirk.

"But you did. I saw that mad gleam in your eyes. You really wanted to destroy the poor girl's life in that moment," Kol said. His smirk only grew wider when the girl suddenly seemed to pale. Carolina thought that he hadn't seen a mad person before in his life, but she was sadly mistaken. "Tell me do you dream about killing people? Do you think the blood of your victims on your hands feels satisfying?"

Carolina was paler than before and she was shrinking away from him. She was trying to suppress the feelings that she felt when he spoke but he saw the flickers of emotions that was pass briefly in her eyes. Hunger, she wanted to kill people, but it seemed that she hadn't in a while. Kol smiled she was like him, always up for a good kill. "Be quiet Kol."

"Why? Do the words I speak disgust you or appeal to you? Or are you disgusted that these words do appeal to you?" He was enjoying torturing the girl a little too much, but he was close to pushing her over the end; to making her something close to a monster with an angelic appearance. Kol left the room in a flash and grabbed the first person he could find; a male servant who looked to be no older than twenty. He pulled the man into Carolina's room and quickly bit into him but did not drink a drop of blood. When the aroma of the blood and the man's moaning reached Carolina she looked at Kol with her vampire face in full view.

"What are you doing?" she asked him having trouble with speaking because of her fangs.

"I taught you control and now you need to learn how to lose control," Kol said darkly. His eyes kept watching her and when the girl did not make a move to go and take a sip of the heavily bleeding human that was poised right in front of her then knew he had to make a move. So he took a large gulp from the human then rushed over to the shivering blonde and crashed his lips to hers.

Carolina's eyes grew large and she gasped giving Kol the thing he needed as he opened his mouth and shoved his tongue and the blood into her mouth. Carolina took unwilling mouthfuls of the liquid as Kol's lips moved against hers. When Carolina was done Kol did not take his lips off hers, he actually brought her closer to him and made the kiss deeper than it was before. Carolina looked surprised and looked as Kol closed his eyes and moaned into her mouth sending a vibration through her small frame. Kol smiled as he felt Carolina responded to his mouth.

Ever since he turned her, Kol had been feeling a strange sort of possession over the girl and seeing that the girl had eyes only for her brother made him jealous. What was so amazing about Niklaus that everyone had to bend over backwards for him or fawn over him like he was a babe that needed coddling? Kol was no different from his brother really, but he did not require all the attention that Nik did and if he could keep the attention away from Niklaus for even a couple of seconds he would.

Carolina moaned happily into his mouth as he pushed her onto the bed and ripped open her dress. "Kol," she moaned airily making the youngest Mikaelson smirk. He was getting the attention that he deserved and he was going to keep this going to keep this going for as long as he could.

Donatella looked down at the road that she was walking down with her hood covering her head. Thank the Lord that it was raining or else she would be considered a very suspicious figure.

Donatella rushed as fast as she could with the rain pounding against her back she rushed over to a tree and hid under the trees. She should have never agreed to meet him. She could be caught at any moment and that would be it for her. Klaus would have her head a stick before she could even suck in a breath.

Donatella looked around waiting for the informer that had sent the message. He said he would be here by three! Where was he? Donatella then started to shift from one foot to the other and started to play with her fingers nervously. She waited quietly as people passed her by giving her odd looks for standing in the rain and shifting every so often. This was a foolish thought, Donatella thought to herself as she stomped her foot. If the informant has not arrived now, he shall never arrive. Did you actually think that any vampire would be foolish enough to lead you to him and risk getting on the Originals death list?

Frustrated and thoroughly embarrassed by making a fool of herself in public she turned and crashed into the chest of tall man, who was looking down at her with eyes that seemed to be cold with indifference but glowing with amusement. He was tall and had long black hair and even darker eyes. He eyed her up and down and Donatella felt naked with her dark brown and black plain dress.

"You are the witch?" He asked. He sounded a little suspicious and Donatella was quick to try and placate him. "Yes. Yes. I have come from Niklaus's castle. He is not aware that I am here," Donatella murmured lowly as her eyes skirted across the streets. There could always be one of Niklaus's henchmen lurking around.

The man nodded, "I am Steven. Mikael is right this way." Then he turned and started walking at a brisk pace. Donatella rushed after him holding her skirt high enough that it allowed her to catch up to him quickly without showing her ankles.

"I couldn't help, but notice that you are not the same informant from before, what has happened to him?" she asked as the rushed in the same direction she had come from. The man just turned his head to look back at her not once steadying his pace.

"Would you not think it suspicious if you met the same man many times? This is to keep the suspicion low," he said as they took a sharp left turn almost causing Donatella to stumble into a man.

"I see."

They then walked in silence that was soon broken when they came upon a nicely decorated carriage. It was a royal blue color with the Mikaelson family crest on it in gold. The man nodded towards the carriage. "Mikael is in there. Good luck." He then left the scene with nothing, but a gust of air showing that he was even there.

Donatella sucked in a deep breath. She could do this. She could and she would. She had much more power than most witches could dream of and though magic was tainted she was using it for a good cause. So that made everything she was doing okay, right?

Donatella nodded to herself. It was for the greater good that she was using dark magic and if it led her to Klaus's death or desiccation then it was all worth it. Squaring her shoulders, Donatella walked towards the carriage and with the help of the footman got in. She looked up and saw the man that she had only contacted in his dreams and gave him a good long look.

"Hello, Donatella. I would like to thank you for all you're help in finding Niklaus," Mikael said. Donatella smiled at him.

"My pleasure."

"What did we just do?"

Carolina looked at Kol who had only a satisfied smirk on his face. The sheets were pools at his stomach as she clutched them to her chest. It was not the first time that Carolina had had sex and it certainly would not have been the last, but she had just never had vampire sex before and it was…different and more intense.

"We just slept together I think," Kol said with a teasing glint in his eyes. He ducked his head down for a kiss, but Carolina turned her head so that his lips could land on her cheek. Oh God, what had she done? She could feel Kol frowning at her as she tried to gather her clothes.

"Why are you so upset? You were so responsive moments before," Kol said as he grabbed her from behind, Carolina though wasn't having that and pushed him away.

"Just stop it, Kol."

"What? Are you upset that you had sex with me instead of Niklaus?"

"I don't want to answer that Kol." Carolina slipped on her undergarments and went to her vanity to brush her hair. She was really upset that she slept with Kol. She said she wasn't going to sleep with anyone until she found her one and only. Her days at the opera house had scarred her.

"Of course. Everything is about Niklaus! Everything always is about my broken older brother! But let me tell you something, Nik is a grown man that doesn't love anybody but himself. He could never give you what you want," Kol sneered at her.

"And you could?" she shouted at him. "The way you act, Kol is nothing like a grown man. Niklaus acts like a grown man, you act like a spoiled child!"

CRASH!

Kol was in her face, his eyes blazing with anger and hurt. His hand was clenched around her throat and Carolina tried to pry it off, but he was too strong for her. Black spots danced in front of her and Carolina's lungs were begging for air.

"Listen closely," Kol said as he put his lips to her ear. "I will not be talked to like that as your sire. I am older and stronger than you can ever dream of being so I suggest being a little nicer."

Then like the day she was turned, her neck was snapped.

Author's Note: Okay, this chapter like totally sucks. It was really rushed and I mostly hated the part with Kol and Carolina. The first one when they are in her room…Ugh that was like really bad. So I apologize for the suckishness. I will find a way to fix it.

However…

Did anyone see that Klaroline and Delena episode yesterday? All my ships are coming true! And my Matt/Jeremy brotp is coming true too! Oh my god, Julie Plec I love you so much right now! Also did anyone notice how Gabby Douglas was in that episode? I was like "That lucky girl. She got to meet JoMo and Ian and everyone I have dreamed of meeting. I wish I was her (not really)."

So while I have been wondering how the hell to finish this chapter I have been fighting with this teacher that is like super unfair. I get a 72% on a test, but a kid next to me gets an 80% because he did test corrections in tutoring! He never said that any of us could do test corrections in tutoring! Douche.

Anyways, I have decided to make a Twilight and (another) Vampire Diaries story. The details are on my profile.

Lastly, has anyone seen Red Dawn and Breaking Dawn? I saw them last week and I almost cried in both of them. But then again I almost cried when iCarly ended. What can I say I'm emotional.

Well I'm tired.

Until Next Time,

Winterangel44