Not very well written, but finally we can get to the main plot of the story. I just need them out of Mystic Falls already!

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Vampires who tried to live like humans were truly the most wretched beings to ever inhabit this earth. Any being that did not abide by its true nature was a complete waste of space and should be annihilated immediately.

There was a certain honour that came with living by your internal nature.

Wasps, terribly annoying creatures, but also incredibly brave; Using their one and only self-annihilating weapon to stab their enemies.

Or a skunk who released its foul odour as an act of preservation.

But a vampire who did not drink blood, or drank blood from a blood bag?

That was and always would be a purely disgusting waste of one of the earth's most menacing and captivating creatures.

And the Salvatore brothers and their pathetic army were no exception.

Every bone in Klaus' frigid body was urging him not to go down and disrupt the demise of the Mystic Falls gang squad, but alas if he was going to execute his eternity's plan perfectly, he would have to prevent the Bennett witch from turning her victims into blood volcanoes.

Especially since it would be such a waste of delicious blood, particularly the Doppelgangers'.

"Oh, Nik, go on, let the witch demolish them, we're due for a laugh,"

"It's not part of my plan,"

"Okay how about just Caroline, wouldn't it be absolutely charming to watch Bonnie decapitate her?"

"Rebekah,"

"No fun Nik," The blonde original pouted and started walking away into the night, not before pushing out warningly, "Lose the attitude before we board the plane tonight,"

Klaus neither had the time nor patience to deal with his obnoxious baby sister at the moment as the tiresome Doppelganger had only minutes of life left in her. He could smell her essence slipping away.

The original jumped from his hiding spot and landed gracefully on his feet. Suave and debonair as always.

Several vampiric ears picked up on the footsteps of the original walking towards them.

"Don't even," He growled in warning to the offensive stances Scooby Clan took.

They responded with deep snarls, and bared fangs. Pathetic.

"Bonnie dear, I think the Gilbert girl has had quite enough," he placated

He watched as the witch's previously amused expression turned into one of annoyance.

"What's it to you?" She continued to clench her fingers, and the Gilbert girl continued to choke and gurgle blood.

"Its everything to me," He took a few steps slowly but surely, well aware of the death glances from the Salvatore brothers and the rest of the confused group. "Kill the Doppleganger now-"

"And what, you don't get your dirty half breed mutts?"

"Tsk tsk, love, if me and you are to work together, do not ever assume to know what I will say,"

…Seconds, the Gilbert girl had seconds before she was completely dead.

Whether or not the witch heard him, he was unsure, but what he did notice is that it was harder to get a reaction out of her than he was assuming. She was completely intent on killing her best friend, torturing was simply not going to be enough for her. He really did create a monster. Klaus smiled to himself and mentally patted himself on his back.

"Killing is entertaining, I agree, but to truly enjoy the art I myself like to torture my targets beforehand, it makes the end meal much more satisfying,"

"It's a waste of time,"

"On the contrary, it's rather amusing to watch your target drive themselves crazy for days, months even centuries, and when you finally go in for the kill, it will be oh so sweet" He kissed his fingers in emphasis.

"Why do you think I haven't killed Katerina or the Salvatore boneheads? It's very well within my power, but it takes a stronger and more developed mind to see the true beauty in playing with your food before you eat it."

And with that, the Bennett witch's target, fell to her side and gasped for breath. Klaus' attention did not stay with the Doppelganger for long, rather he considered the witch, the way she watched him and considered him in return. Her previous actions barely acknowledged him, and now she stared at him in a curious amusement.

"Work with you?"

"Yes,"

"Why,"

"Because you appreciate my methods, and we have a common goal."

"Which is?"

"The destruction of your friends and the quest for more power. I can help you get both,"

The witch regarded him in her powerful stance. Her green eyes glittered, and her pink lips pursed.

She stuck out her hand.

"Take me before I change my mind."