"Turning Point" Part I - Edited 4/26/2015

Last time...

One hour after Manning's exorcism, Klaus's group meets up with Kalijah at King's Park. V, in secret, has controlled Katherine, forcing her to attack Caroline. In a rage, Klaus kills Kat and V uses the energy released at Katherine's death, when Katherine separates from her body, to transform into her true form. As Alessia, she stops Kat from going to Bonnie to cross over, offering Katherine a chance to play manipulator once more and gain great power in the afterlife. Reluctantly, Katherine takes the offer, not without revealing to Klaus's group through Bonnie who can hear and see her, that she knows how to save Caroline. Kat leaves without telling the group more, but all this is overshadowed when phone calls come through from Rebekah and Matt that a pregnant Hayley has been kidnapped and Caroline's Mom is dying.

A/N I'm sorry guys. People called me out on my angst writing. Have some faith in me. I am a Klaroline shipper, but I'm really against throwing them together just cause I (we) want them to be. They will be endgame and I'm determined to prove it through having them overcome the canon BS writers are using as an excuse to call our OTP inorganic or not capable of happening right now, etc. etc.

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Caroline POV

We stand in the middle of King's Park where Katherine met her end, where Elijah is nursing a broken neck, and where my life has been turned upside down and forever changed...again. Just in the span of a few hours.

I just found out of some freak of nature and now my mom is dying.

She is half way across the world, while I've been here worrying about stuff coming out of my hands and my feelings for Klaus?!

The disgust I feel towards myself runs over the initial numbness I felt, hearing that my mom is on her deathbed and then I get into planning mode.

I got to get out of here. I have to help her. What's the fastest plane? Are there direct flights between Australia and Mystic Falls? I wonder if Klaus has jet...

I get somber suddenly thinking of him, remembering what I overheard about Hayley being kidnapped.

I slowly give my attention to him, reading his stone cold face, listening to his sister go on about how the mother of his child is missing. He turns his back to me, the lines of his back tense with what I know is worry, and I feel myself taking hesitant steps towards him before Bonnie cuts in front of me.

"I think you heard all that," she says, her eyes concerned for me.

I heard what mattered yes. "We got to go back," I say in a business like tone in reply.

Bonnie nods. "But there is still this issue that you'll die soon."

"Yes darling," says Kol, coming up next to Bon, serious for once. "And I'm not one for failure. We need to get sweet little Elena, get her blood and turn you into an Original sooner rather than later..."

"I don't care!" I snap at him. I know he means well but the selfishness of his statement is not okay.

"I know your family is not used to this but I actually give damn about my mom!" I exclaim hotly. "And I am sooooo not going to sit here and think about saving myself while she back home dying and I can help her! I have to help her! She can't die! She won't die!" I end determinedly blinking back tears and shaking my head.

"Then you best be going love."

We all turn towards Klaus, taking in his still closed off features even though he's off the phone. "Kol and Bonnie will accompany you back to Mystic Falls," he says almost robotically, "and keep you safe while you go to your mum. I'll take Elijah back with me to New Orleans."

My face softens, taking in his mask that I know is hiding what he's really feeling, whatever that is.

The promises we shared earlier back in the hotel go through my mind, making me blink back tears of regret that are bubbling up.

"Klaus..." I start.

"Safe travels Caroline," he shuts me down harshly.

My eyes narrow at him, not liking how he's starting to hide, as always, behind anger. "Klaus, we need to talk," I say sternly.

"There is nothing to talk about," he says briskly, turning away. "Go. I have pressing matters back in New Orleans and you have a mother to care for..."

I close the distance and feel him take a breath when he feels my arms wrap around him from behind.

I hear Bonnie's starting retort and Kol shushing her.

I mentally thank Kol for his intervention, closing my eyes, basking in the security of Klaus' warmth, his strong lean body, thinking how I won't be feeling it again anytime soon, maybe never again if I end up dying before seeing him again. I kill the small voice that screams that display of affection is not okay, but I tell it to shut the hell up. If I'm going to die, then I'm going to do the hell I want for once.

Hearing Bonnie and Kol slink away, with Bonnie muttering her disapproval to Kol who tells her to relax, I bite down my lip, thinking on how unfair life is. I'm not even 20, and I have to worry about dying (again), living without my dad, now possibly my mom. I have to deal with all these conflicting emotions involving Klaus and Tyler, wanting some boy to love me, to put me first and this man, this hybrid, who killed so many, possibly being that guy I've been looking for since I've been old enough to fantasize about my own wedding.

I didn't want to let him go, not when there is some much left between us. We were just starting to figure this out.

"You're making this exceedingly difficult sweetheart," he finally says huskily.

"I don't want to go," I whisper, nuzzling into his back, feeling his body relax unbiddingly under my arms.

"But you must," he says in a defeated tone and an accompanying sigh. "You can't come with me. Not anymore."

My hands tighten around the front of his shirt, bunching the material in my hands and he bows his head, slowly taking my hands into his strong callous ones, his thumbs stroking the pulse points of my wrists affectionately and I feel my stomach do a backflip at the contact.

The physicality of the Vow hums around us, but even it seems toned down as if sensing our sadness. It isn't fire and passion, but a comforting force, peaceful even.

I smile, my mind going back to a time where it was fire and passion and everything seemed so much brighter. "Can we go back to the hotel?" I say with a little laugh, looking up to see the side of his face split into a small smile at the memory and then a frown.

Instantly, I know where his mind went, even before he says anything, sobering me up again.

I look away. "Maybe that wasn't the best thing to say. Hey, maybe this is even for the best. I am a freak-"

In lightning speed, he's turned around and grabbing my arms tightly, not enough to hurt but enough to let me know he is deadly serious with what he says next, his stormy blue eyes fierce with intensity.

"Caroline. I will never, ever shy away from you or treat you different or see you anything less than the woman I want to spend my eternity with. To infer that things have changed between us because of V and Manning's theories about what you may be makes me out to be hypocrite Caroline."

I blink rapidly, not understanding. "A hypocrite?"

"Yes, a hypocrite love," he says softly, straightening up, then smiling appreciatively. "Clearly you've forgotten how much I can possibly relate to being the only one of your kind from a supernatural race. If you're a freak sweetheart, so am I, albeit a different sort."

I return his smile. That's right, he would understand. He is the only hybrid in existence. How lonely that be. Probably as lonely I have been feeling knowing what I know now. Now, his need for making hybrids makes all the more sense. If I can make more people like me, I'd do it too, just to have someone else to share in struggles, to understand.

"I guess you were right," I say, my mind going back to a memory of him and I in Elena's living room, right after Kol died.

He just looks at me not following until I throw his words at him from back then making his eyes sparkle and his smile wider:

"We're the same, Klaus."

"Perhaps even more than we know," he concurs.

I arch an eyebrow at him. " ' Perhaps?' "

His smile fades. "Like I said, V and Manning have theories-"

I take a step back from him, irritated.

"Seriously, Klaus? You were there! You saw it!"

He looks away. "I don't know what I saw," he mumbles petulantly.

"You can't be this dumb."

His eyes flash gold then, looking at me upset as he closes the distance between us. "Dumb? Dumb would be accepting only some not all of what we saw in that hotel room love. If you acknowledge one part, you'd have to acknowledge all of it."

I freeze, my mind going back to an hour ago.

He's right.

If I accept one part, I'd need to accept all of it.

And that...I don't know if I can handle that...


One hour ago - Perth, Australia - V's Hotel Room

You can hear a pin drop, it's so quiet in the hotel suite we're standing in. The same one that V's been occupying while trying to kill us.

We couldn't exactly go back to the one she blew up after all.

The trip back from the Australian highway to her hotel had been quick enough, but once we got to her room, we all got tense.

The nervous energy is all around us, our eyes trained on the still "dead" Manning, now strapped with heavy chains on a chair in the middle of the room that V just happened to be carrying around with her (Can we say creepy much)?

We surround Manning in a horseshoe formation, V stepping back from Manning once she's locked the last chain.

Kol looks giddy with excitement, while Bonnie looks on warily. V's face is impassive, all business while Klaus...

Based on the tightening of his jaw and his folded arms, he looks ready for a fight, his face stern and unwavering.

You wouldn't think he was looking at his biological father at all.

Nope.

"It's a miracle he's staying down as long as he has with just a snapped neck," Klaus muses aloud, breaking the silence.

"It is because Caroline weakened him when she touched him with her light. For the spell to work, we'll need that light again in addition to Bonnie's magic."

I stiffen. I really wasn't trying to remember that freak light show that came from me when Manning had his hand on my chest. I don't even know what happened, never mind controlling it.

"No. Caroline isn't going within two inches of that man," Klaus growls, giving V a death stare for even mentioning it.

The disappointment on V's face makes me respond, feeling sympathetic.

"Listen, I'd love to help..."

"Caroline!" Klaus cuts me off warningly, full of disapproval.

"But I don't even know how I did what I did, never mind control it," I explain.

"You said you were of Caroline's kind," he butts in again with a sneer, to my irritation. "Why don't you do it yourself? You're the only one here who gives a damn about him."

"Klaus!" I chastise him, genuinely shocked on how insensitive he's being.

"If I was still pure, I would," says V quietly, her eyes downcast. "Caroline was turned while she was innocent, her linage untarnished. Becoming a vampire immortalized that light so now, no matter what she does, she retains her light, her humanity like you lot commonly call it. I..." she closes her eyes tightly, letting out a huff. "...Cannot say the same."

We watch as V gets a far off look. "I was cast out because my thoughts, my desires were far from pure. I was seduced by the darkness..."

My eyes grow wide at that, my mind immediately going to a memory of when Klaus said something about the allure of darkness:

"...Even the purest hearts are drawn to it."

"So no Niklaus, I cannot do this myself," she finishes.

"Then you're out of luck sweetheart. Guess all that's left is to send daddy dearest back to Hell. Such a..."

I don't listen to him anymore. So done with Klaus standing in his own way. He has a chance to talk with his real dad, to find out what happened, to possibly have relationship with the man who isn't out to kill him, but because he's so petrified of the unknown, in hoping, he'll rashly throw it away. Manning might even know how to get rid of Esther permanently. He already did it with Mikael. It's so obvious how this should go, no matter what the risk.

Well. Guess I'll have to be the adult here instead of the 1,000 Original Hybrid beside me.

Without another thought, I flash to Manning, kneeling in front of him to grab his wrists.

I hear Klaus call out my name in fear, but after that, everything is muted the minute my hands touch Manning's skin.

His eyes snap open, black and pupiless, sending an ominous chill down my spine.

Despite being scared shirtless, I hold on to him.

"Manning?" I whisper hesitantly.

An outworldly cackle comes out his lips. "You're in over your head, young one," he sneers.

I feel a jolt, and I cringe. A sweeping coldness beginning from where I'm touching him, to my chest, spreads throughout my body. Horrified, I try to let him go, but his chains snap like twigs and he roughly grabs my wrists, causing me to cry out in pain and shock.

"Caroline!"

Klaus. I think, hearing his panicked voice before my eyes start to droop, my heart slowing, the coldness leaking into every cell of my being. He sounds so far away.

Then, I hear murmurs of a melodic voice, and then Bonnie's, repeating whatever was said. With every word, energy and strength start to come back to me, a rush of warmth rushing into me. I start to hear things clearly again, making out V's voice to be melodic one I heard. Her and Bonnie are joined hand to hand, the medallion around Bonnie's neck oscillating between gold and black as she chants away. The power surging in the room makes the windows shatter and a howling wind tear into the room.

I feel a hand touch my shoulder then, and instantly something changes. Manning's body goes rigid, and the room disappears.

Images flood my mind lightning speed and I feel the need to push through them. The more I push through the fuzziness, what feels like cold and grime clinging to me as I go deeper into this tunnel of flashing pictures...

No...

Memories.

Manning's memories. That is what the pictures are.

He's standing next to a muscular man with platinum blond hair, sky blue eyes with dimples, in medieval attire and furs crowding both their chests and shoulders.

Dante. The name coming into my mind.

Manning extends his hand to the person beside me, and I gape at Klaus, looking too hot with long hair, leather pants and blue tunic.

Before Klaus can straighten up, the memory ripples like water, being replaced with one where Manning's eyes are filled with terror and unshed tears, Klaus and I pulling him away in dark cavern we seem to be in. Wolves and men are running after us, and I turn back to see a woman with red gold hair blocking their path with a sword, turning to us, her hazel green eyes fill with sorrow...

V.

The memory ripples again, a white wolf, howling, its coat bleeding red against the finger nail moon, standing in a field of blood, polluted with the bodies of men, women and children, dismembered.

Another wolf, its dirty blond coat, so familiar somehow, comes into the scene, sitting on its hind legs, looking on.

And then the memories start to flash by faster, scenes of Manning, Klaus, V and I laughing. Klaus and I dancing under a campfire, both of us in white, a group clapping and singing with Manning sitting a nearby chair decorated with fur skins and horns smiling, with V at his side.

My eyes connect with V at that moment and time slows, her eyes turning into molten gold, pupiless, her red gold hair bright as fire and I know these were no longer memories, but visions. Her clothes turn into armor dark as night, shining like glass, the carvings on it shining white like stars. It's Grecian in style, but feminine, fitting her form, revealing a blood red sleeveless tunic underneath, its ruffles like rose petals covering the top of breasts. The armor leads into a short armor plated skirt adorned with the same carvings as her upper armor. Gold braces are on her upper and lower arms and her thigh high black boots are armored as well.

I freeze in terror, not knowing what I'm staring at.

Manning stands beside her, and our surroundings change again.

Klaus is in front of them, his hybrid features prominent. He's grabbing me, pulling me away from them and I look to see that we are in a white hall, made of crystal and gold. The door before Manning and V shakes with V moving towards it and Manning telling us:

"Run. And do not look back."

Klaus nods and we run.

But our surroundings change once more, and before Klaus and I standing at one of the pillars part of a gate exit to a forest...

Garden.

...I don't recognize, a figure in the same outfit of armor V wore, stands atop of it, long sword in hand, her eyes blood red, no pupils in sight, with fangs glistening in the starlight. Her hair is as dark as night, her lips the deepest red.

The Dark Mistress.

From her back, three wings spread forth, covering the moonlight, before they retract.

When they do, I see we are back in the hotel room, everyone frozen as if time itself has stopped.

She is standing behind a motionless Manning, the Dark Mistress, arms folded and the tips of her three black wings covering the bottom half of her body.

A slow, sinister smile spreads her face, looking down at me as I feel Klaus pull me against him by my waist protectively.

She speaks in a intricate accent that has a slight echo. "By the Creator. I would have never believed, had I not felt your light cast me out and burn me directly. So full of it, so strong..."

My eyes widen as Klaus' words during the Mikaelson ball come back to me in full force.

You're beautiful, you're strong, you're full of light...

"Who would of thought the Nephilim still lived among us. Your angelic race should be extinct. How...Rare."

She extends her hand, intrigued, a dark mist reaching for me, but Klaus pushes me behind him and hisses at her, full out hybrid.

Surprisingly, the Dark Mistress steps back, its eyes widening.

"Impossible," it murmurs, its eyes taking in Klaus inch by inch till it reaches his face. "Never have I seen a soul so black save Lucifer himself! Yet..." her eyes narrow into slits. "How is it that I do not know who you are?"

She snaps her head to her right, V standing casually with her arms folded, watching quietly.

"You hid him from me with your mark," the Dark Mistress accuses with a hiss.

"I have a covenant with his family line. Of course I did. He has my blessing."

The Dark Mistress' eyes grow wide with shock. "No. The Original werewolf line was broken!"

"Was it?" says V calmly, unfazed.

The Dark Mistress seethes. "This was not the deal. I have already given you Manning, a former, saturated dark soul that was to be mine. Now you attempt to steal another?"

Her head snaps in Klaus' direction. "And one so delicious looking."

She licks her lips, her red eyes wide with hunger.

"He. Is. Mine!"

Instantly, the dark mist lunges for Klaus, but he dodges and flashes in the Dark Mistress' direction to attack her.

She turns transparent before his eyes, waiting till he goes through her to materialize behind him.

"Oblivion awaits you sweetling," she whispers, her wings extending again, this time, they turn into iridescent, sharp objects, ready to strike.

"Welcome home," she says ominously.

Knowing I have to do something, I jump on its back. On contact, I hear her scream when my touch burns her. I instinctively grab its neck, going to twist it, but the Dark Mistress slams her head backward into my face. I fall back on the floor, looking up in fear as she glares down at me before her eyes bulge out of her sockets, looking to stare down in shock at the black blade poking out of her chest and her armor.

I follow the hand that holds to sword, finding Manning there.

With a dark smile, he twists it, and she screams.

Her screams shake me into action and I jump up and grab her face.

She screams loudly, smoke coming from her skin.

She's dying! She's...

"V!" shouts Manning, his eyes panicked.

For that second, I turn to where his eyes rested, and find Klaus staring down at V, stunned.

V had changed. Just like the vision, she is wearing the same armor as the Dark mistress, but what distracts us is the 3 snow white wings that fanned out from her. Her triangle tattoo on her right arm glowing, her skin smoking like the Dark Mistress. Her red gold hair flickering into black.

Whatever we were doing to Dark Mistress is somehow hurting V.

In our hesitation, The Dark Mistress takes advantage. With a surge of energy, she pushes Manning and I backward. By the time we get our feet, she covers herself in her wings, turning into smoke.

"This isn't over Alessia," her voice echoes darkly in the room. "You have what is mine. I will have him. I will..."

And then she is gone.

The moonlight is bright again in the room and Bonnie and Kol let out gasp, moving again.

Manning is instantly at V's side, grabbing her to him as she turns back to normal.

Klaus studies him quietly as Manning brings an unconscious V into his arms.

"Open your eyes beloved. Do not make a beggar out of me," he whispers.

Her eyes snap open and V gasps, blinking rapidly until her eyes fixate on Manning.

She smiles, raising her hand to touch his face. "You're late."

He gives her a heartwarming smile not unlike the one Klaus gives me. "I missed you too."

"Okay," butts in Kol, rudely ruining the moment. "Bonnie and I clearly missed something. Mind filling us in mate?"

"Yes," says Klaus coldly, and Manning snaps his head at him, Manning's eyes growing wide in recognition. "Would you please? Father?" says Klaus with a sneer.

Manning lets go of V gently who nods her encouragement as he stands his full height, only an inch taller than Klaus.

"You have no idea how long of waited for this. To see you again with the knowledge of who you are," whispers Manning.

Klaus arches his eyebrow in confusion. " ' Again?' "

Manning smiles, V standing up next to him. "Perhaps it would help to start in the beginning."

A/N I know. Sorry. Cliffhanger. Please let me know your thoughts on this chapter. Some slight Klaro smut next time for sure! And Bonnie's POV is coming soon. Not next chapter since I broke this one up but the one after it.

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Answer to guest review:

Done: I'm sorry but your review made me laugh cause I heard myself as a reader at times. You are so right. Canon gives us enough angst and drama regarding Klaroline and I can understand your frustration coming to fanon and seeing it. I'm going to inject some more Klaroline fluff if I can amongst the doom and gloom because yeah, I think I might of overdone the drama being so consumed with the plot. The bad kinda outweighs the good right now and it's time I changed that. I will work on being more balanced from now on. Thanks so much for you review, even though you said you're done :(. Hopefully you find a happy klaroline fic to enjoy.