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AN:Once again, was done with this one earlier than expected. So, here it is. And, I would like to apologize for the mistakes in advance.
Rina - Thank You, girl.
Nadin – Lol. See, I didn't make you wait. I updated it early.
Sherry – I hate them as well. Here is the first meeting, you have been waiting for.
-The Party at the Woods-
Elena's Pov
Things went downhill, ever since Klaus compelled Stefan, to turn his humanity-off. He had been aloof and stand-offish, since that horrible day in school gym. He manipulated her into opening the cellar and then attacked her, like she was nothing more than a blood bag to him. He had seen her kissing Damon, but it didn't matter to him. In fact, he seemed amused. She knew he would never hurt her, if he still had his feelings. If he still would be the guy, she fell in love with. Stefan loved her as much as she loved him, and she was not going to give up on him. She vowed to bring his emotions back, no matter what price she had to pay.
Then, there was this thing with Damon. What was this? She knew the feelings she had for him, were not platonic at all. He meant more to her than anyone else. Just like Stefan did. When she kissed him at the boarding house, she had forgotten all about Stefan for the moment. Damon was there, holding her in his arms. She wanted to kiss him, the feeling of his lips on hers, made her crave him more. And there was the fact that things were not fine between them as well. She didn't know what happened, but he suddenly stopped spending time with her. He always used to be there in her room, before she used to sleep; him looking at her like she meant the world to him. He's always been there for her, no matter what. But now, the only time he visited, was when he had to inform her about something, which hurt her more than it should. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew, that she loved Damon; but was not ready to accept it. If she did, then it would make her just like Katherine, which she wasn't. So, she pushed it aside.
She was not sure how, but she just knew that it was because of the 'new girl'.
'Athena Potter.' She thought with disgust.
It had only been a month or so, but she already had everyone wrapped around her fingers. She was tired listening to Jeremy and Matt, raving about how nice and cool she was. When they met at the Grill, after she arrived in Mystic Falls, she didn't like the girl one bit. Even Bonnie got nothing from her apart from darkness, which was suspicious. Damon should have been by her side, at the party in the woods. Instead, he came just to inform them about Mikael and left, but not before shouting at her. He had never raised his voice at her before this and she was sure it was because of her. Stefan, her boyfriend, was not even talking to her, was taunting her at every chance he got, looked at her like she was nothing but a blood bag to him. He was dancing and having fun with the girl, right in front of her. He seemed carefree in a way, he had never been with her.
The girl was nothing, but trouble, she thought and continued to glare at her.
Well, it wouldn't matter after tonight. The plan was set and Rick would help her. She would get her Stefan back and then, everything would go back to normal.
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Stefan's Pov
Stefan was determined to find-out, what was going on in his brother's mind. So, he purposefully asked the witch to dance with him, while Damon was busy elsewhere. He noticed, that his brother's focus didn't waiver from Athena, not even for a second; and saw him, literally turning green, the minute his arms encircled the witch. Even though it was all for 'show', he couldn't help but like Athena, after talking to her. After sometime, he forgot all about his 'plan' and was genuinely enjoying her company. She was not prejudiced like other witches and didn't have any preconceived notions about 'any creature', as she said it. Maybe it was the alcohol, but she was exultant and breezy in a way, that he had never seen anyone in a long time. Before he knew it, he was laughing with her. She was sanguine and just talking to her, made him feel serene and insouciant.
If Damon liked Athena, which he was now positive about, from the murderous rage he saw on his brother's face; he was glad that it was her of all people.
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Later that night, he was cursing himself. Of all the things in the world, he got trapped by Elena. She was under a misconception, that she would be able to bring the old Stefan back, by locking him up. He wanted to tell her that he liked living this way. It was freeing and he had no intention on going back to 'the bunny diet', anytime soon; but before he could, he felt Vervain being plunged into his system and all the strength left his body.
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Sometime later, he smelt the smoke and realized the car had erupted into flames, but he was weak and wasn't able to move a muscle. He saw Alaric trying to open the doors but was not able to, but it was Elena who dragged him out and saved him.
Once they reached the Boarding House, he stopped her and asked, "Why did you save me?
He wasn't able to understand, why would she risk her life to save him? He knew, that Elena loved his brother more. He was still trying to forget, the way she had kissed Damon, the other day. Which made it abundantly clear to him, even though she wasn't able to accept the fact, herself. And he had been nothing, but horrible to her, this past month.
She looked him in the eyes and answered, "Because I still have hope, Stefan. I know who you really are, and you are not this person. You are not the monster, you want us to believe you are. You are better than anyone I know."
First, she was trying to turn Damon like him and now, she wanted him to turn into Damon. She didn't want to understand, that he was a ripper and he enjoyed it. He couldn't stop the smirk that crossed his face at what she said.
"Even better than Damon?" he asked.
Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth, only to close it. She turned away for a second, before looking back at him. His thoughts were confirmed, when she spoke the next words, which broke his heart, but he laughed.
"I'm not giving up on you, Stefan." She whispered.
He leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear, "You are pathetic."
Her face contorted into anger and she stabbed him with a Vervain dart, after which she left.
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Damon's Pov
It was almost morning, when he left Athena's home. He didn't want to leave, but he needed to check on Stefan. He thought back about the way, in which she kissed him and his heart fluttered in his chest. He remembered the look in her eyes, which was full of awe and worship for him. She was soft and pliable in his arms. Damon was not sure why he felt an urge to rip her away, when she was dancing with Stefan. The only thing running in his mind was that she was not Stefan's. He had always envied his brother for getting the girl he wanted, and he wouldn't let that happen with Athena. She was his… What? What was she to him? Why did he feel so protective of her? He cared about Elena as well, but with Athena, his need to keep her safe and with him, had reached a level which was new to him. No matter how much he tried, he was not able to comprehend why he wanted her so much! And he did want her. She was the first person who understood him in way, he himself wasn't able to.
He was certain about two facts, though. First, he wanted Athena. He was not sure why or how much, but he needed her in his life. Her smiles lighten up, even his most horrendous days. And second, he wasn't going to let her go. He would do whatever it takes, to keep her with him. Forever!
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He smelled blood, even before he reached his home. The smell was thick in the air and extremely overwhelming. The first thing he saw, were the bodies scattered around his living room. The second, was Stefan still drinking from the other two and he narrowed his eyes at him. He had been sure, that Stefan would at least keep a hold on the number of humans he was killing, with the council still on their trail. He closed his eyes and sighed. He would have to ask Athena, to spell the house again.
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Klaus's Pov
He turned his head and was met with a pair of emerald green eyes. The girl was extremely young, probably just a teenager. She had aristocratic cheekbones, was small and petite, with black curls cascading down her back and her forehead was covered with bangs. He had never seen the girl, sitting in front of him before; but he was sure, that he had seen those eyes somewhere. But where?
She was staring at him with wide-eyes and her mouth was hanging open. He gave her a once over and thought, she was lovely and quite beautiful to look at.
"How is it possible?" The girl whispered in such a low voice, that he wouldn't have heard it, if not for his heightened hearing.
"What was that, love?" He asked.
"Nothing." She replied, but he heard her accelerated heart rate and she was still staring at him with a surprised look.
So, she was British. Why would someone like her, would come to Mystic Falls of all places in the country? He narrowed his eyes at her. He had seen those eyes somewhere, but he wasn't able to remember where. And she seemed somewhat familiar to him.
"Klaus Mikaelson, at your service." He drawled in a raspy voice. He gave her a salacious grin and held his hand out, for her to take.
Her eyes grew even bigger, as she continued to gawk at him and whispered, "Athena." She held her hand to shake his. He took it, but quickly changed the grip to kiss the back of her hand, when she pulled it back with a squeak, like it had burnt her.
"I wouldn't do that, if I were you." She commented lightly.
"And why is that, love?" He asked, but now he was curious and suspicious, as well.
She didn't answer, but looked around.
Then she turned back to him and whispered, "I came here to look for you. Can we go somewhere private? It's too crowded in here."
He stared at the girl, trying to think of any single reason, why such a young girl would travel the world to look for him? He found none. It could only be one of his enemies, plotting something against him. If anyone thought that he won't kill her, just because she was a child, they were mistaken.
He had told Rebekah to meet her here, in the Grill. Well, they just have to change the venue now, don't they?
"If you try anything funny, you won't be seeing today's sunset." He whispered in her ear threateningly, even though he gave her his most charming smile.
She nodded at him, but she looked freaked-out now. They both stood up and left the grill. Once they were outside, she turned towards him and asked, "Can we go to my house? I have somethings to show you. I don't think you would believe me without them."
"Just remember love, you are not the first person I would be killing today." He told her, as he looked straight into her eyes.
He texted Rebekah the address, before they took his car and reached her home. The place was similar to one of his mansions. He saw her hesitating, before she invited him in. There were no other heartbeats around, so he was sure that she was alone. She told him to 'make himself comfortable' and left. She came back with a box and kept it on the table. She seemed nervous as she fiddled with it and her heart was beating erratically, now.
As soon as the girl opened her mouth, he heard Rebekah and smirked inwardly. He saw her standing at the door. Rebekah looked bored and he rolled his eyes at her. He knew she was curious, but wouldn't show it.
She asked, "Why am I here, Nick?"
Then, she turned towards the girl and her eyes narrowed to slits. "You.. I am going to kill you."
So, they had bad history. As far as he knew, his sister would keep her word, but not before he found out, what all this was about!
What surprised him the most was the girl's response! She was a sassy thing and to invite him in, even after knowing that he was a vampire. It was the most bizarre experience of his life.
He wanted to know why he was here and soon. So, he compelled her or he tried to compel her, but wasn't able to. He couldn't smell Vervain on her; in fact, she even asked him what it was? It was unusual and unexpected. He was an original and a hybrid at that. What was it then? Why wasn't he able to compel her?
He was even more amused, when she outright refused to invite Rebekah in and couldn't stop the laugh that left him. That was until she 'ordered' him, to listen what she had to say.
His world stopped short, after listening to the words that came out her mouth.
He didn't know it yet, but they were going to change him, along with everything he had ever believed in.
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Athena's Pov
She was sure she looked like an idiot, wide-eyes and mouth hanging open; but she couldn't seem to stop. She was gaping at the man, but was not able to make her mouth work or her brain for that matter. He looked exactly the same as he was in the picture. He had not aged a bit and she realized that he was a vampire!
How was she here, if he was a vampire? "How is it possible?" She whispered, but was startled when he asked her what it was. He heard it because of his heightened abilities.
"Nothing." She told him, but her heart sped. Her mind was running and concluded, that he probably, was turned after he met her mum. That was the only logical explanation.
He introduced himself and gave her a salacious grin, at which she winced. Yeah, it was going to be awkward. She was not sure, if she should tell him her whole name, here of all places. It was a possibility, that her mother introduced herself as a 'Potter', so she didn't mention it. He held his hand out and she was about to shake it, when he bent down to kiss her hand. She squeaked and hastily pulled her hand from his grip. No need to make things more uncomfortable, then they already were going to be.
He was looking rather stunned at that.
"I wouldn't do that, if I were you." She stated more calmly, than she felt.
"And why is that, love?" He seemed curious, but she couldn't answer him here. In a place filled with people. She took a breath and told him, "I came here to look for you. Can we go somewhere private? It's too crowded in here."
He narrowed his eyes and stared at her. And the intensity of his gaze, sent chills down her body. He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "If you try anything funny, you won't be seeing today's sunset." Then, he pulled back and smiled at her.
It could be only with her luck, that her own father was threatening her. Of course, he didn't know the little detail, but how many people find themselves in this situation? She nodded at him, but was freaking out internally. 'He was going to kill her and once he finds out that she was a witch, then she will have to apparate, as far as she could', her mind supplied helpfully.
The man, Klaus, seemed even more paranoid than she was, which was saying something; and she was sure he won't believe her easily. So, she decided to show him the letter and the picture, her mum left for her. She asked him if they could go to her house and he agreed, albeit reluctantly. She thought he would have preferred to kill her, rather listening to whatever she has to say.
She was not sure how to tell him, that she was a witch. He would surely murder her, without even hearing her. So, she agreed to go with him.
When they reached, she wasn't sure about inviting him in. But how was he supposed to trust someone, who claimed to be his daughter and won't even invite him in? She hesitated for a brief moment, before inviting him in. It was a necessary evil.
She left him in the living room and went to retrieve the box, where all her possessions were. When she saw him, he was perched on the recliner, in front of the fireplace. He would probably laugh at her and leave. What was she thinking when she decided to come here, to find her father? She wasn't. She was nervous and kept the box on the table. She picked it again and fiddled with it as she opened it.
She didn't know how to do this. She opened her mouth and snapped it shut, at which he raised an eyebrow at her. She took a deep breath and resolved herself to just show him the contents of the box. That would be easier than to say something completely dense.
She was just about to hand him the box, when the wards alerted her.
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She turned towards the door, at the same time he did. The blond vampire she had met behind the grill, was standing at her door and Athena frowned. What was she doing here? They had some similarities and figured, that they both were related. It seemed the girl was even more protective of Klaus, then she had first thought.
The girl, Rebekah, ignored her completely and looked at Klaus, before asking in a bored tone, "Why am I here, Nick?" Then she turned toward her and her eyes narrowed. "You... I am going to kill you."
"You can dream about it." She said as she faked a smile.
She was so focused on Rebekah, that she didn't see Klaus, until he was standing right in front of her and she yelped, involuntarily. He looked into her eyes, his pupils dilated and he said, "Be a dear and invite my sister in."
She sobered instantly and replied, still looking into his eyes, "Uh.. No. I tried to save her and she tried to kill me. And your compulsion won't work on me."
"Vervain?" he asked.
Even though she was now sure, that it was something that protects people from being compelled, she still asked. "What is that? You have got to tell me about it. Everyone's been asking the same thing."
This was not going as she had expected. She was getting tired and she wanted to get it over with.
"I am not going to invite her in, at least until I am sure that she won't harm me. And I brought you here for a reason. Would you mind listening for once?" She asked testily.
"Let's listen to what you have to say."
"I'm your daughter." She blurted and her eyes widened along with the other two people standing there. But her mouth didn't want to shut and listen to what her brain was telling. and continued, "Congratulations. I'm a girl." She tried to smile but it came out as a grimace, after which she wanted to hit herself.
"What was that, love?" He asked.
"You are my father." She almost shouted.
She noticed Rebekah's frown as she looked at her and Klaus outright laughed.
"Try something else if you want my attention so badly, darling." He said from the recliner he was sitting on. Then he leaned forward and said, "I wouldn't waste my time, if I were you." She noticed that he was smiling but his tone held an edge to it.
"I know that you are a vampire and I am aware of the fact, that vampires cannot procreate. I know you don't believe me and I don't blame you. Probably, you were turned after you met my mum? You look the same as in the picture, she left for me. That would explain it."
She handed him the box with the letter, his picture and a single picture of her mum as well. "Here. Take a look."
Meanwhile, Rebekah was also staring at her, intently and suspiciously.
She turned her attention back and saw him reading the letter. Then he looked at his picture with wide eyes. Yeah, she forgot the little detail, that it was a wizarding picture and was moving. His eyes flicked to her for a second, before settling on the picture again. Finally, after a long time, he pulled out the last one and stared at it, his eyes flicking back and forth between her face and the picture.
He looked up and Athena flinched at the fury, she saw in those eyes. She didn't see him moving. One second, she was sitting on the sofa and in the next, he was holding her by the throat as he pinned her to the wall. He was so quick, that the back of her head hit the wall behind her, with a loud thud. A sharp pain hit her, at the same time, she felt something wet flowing down her head. Perfect, it is the perfect time to bleed, she thought sarcastically. He was squeezing her neck so tightly, that she wasn't able to breathe.
"Is this some kind of a joke? Your mother was nothing but a one night-stand. What do you want?" He yelled.
She felt dark edges surrounding her vision and almost didn't hear Rebekah shouting something at him, and even more shouts, for her to invite her inside.
"How was that picture moving? Answer me." He shouted again and squeezed her throat even tighter.
She was going to die, by the hands of her father. Wasn't it ironic? She thought and almost choked on the laugh that escaped her. Hoping for a family, turned out to be her biggest mistake; but she couldn't bring herself to regret it. The thought of seeing her parents, Sirius and Fred again, made her happy. Her only regret was leaving Damon alone. He was lonely and had no one. Who would care for him if she died? No, she couldn't leave him alone.
With that thought, she gathered all the strength she could muster, blasted him away from her and conjured a shield between them, before she fell to the floor, gasping for air. She heard Rebekah asking her to "Invite her in", again. It was the first time the girl was being polite to her. She closed her eyes and muttered, "Come in."
"You are bleeding." Rebekah muttered as she blurred towards Athena; then she bit her wrist and offered it to her. "Drink, it will heal you."
"No." She muttered. She didn't want their help, nor she needed it. She muttered a quick healing charm and the wound closed itself.
Athena was angry and hurt. He could have told her to leave or anything, other than trying to kill her. She was still on the floor, with Rebekah kneeling beside her.
She looked at Klaus and said with a bitter smile, "I am a wand-wielding witch and my parents were as well. You haven't heard about us because we are forbidden, to tell anyone about our world. Vampires are known to be the most volatile and selfish creatures, and my people don't want anything to do with your kind. And that, is a wizarding photo." She took a deep breath and continued, "My parents died when I was 15 months old. All my life, I have lived with the people who hated my existence. I thought I was an orphan, until I received that letter, when I turned 17 this year. It's the age of majority in my world. I didn't even know you were a vampire, until I saw you today. I came to America, hoping to find my father and a family as well. Foolish, huh?" She laughed, but there was no humor in it. She looked up to see Rebekah and him, staring at her with wide eyes.
She was angry, no furious at herself for hoping.
She looked straight into his eyes and said seriously, "Don't think for one second, that I couldn't have saved myself before. I am the most powerful witch alive, and you cannot harm me in any way. I, on the other hand, could kill you with a flick of my wrist. You are breathing, only because I don't want to kill my own father. I don't want anything from you. Not a single thing. I just wanted to connect with my only living parent. Guess, I was wrong. You cannot be my father. My father was James Potter, who died 17 years ago, saving my life. Coming here was a mistake, for which I apologize. I won't bother you again."
The glass of the nearby window shattered and she winced, but ignored it. She saw both the siblings looking at her with fear. She had one more thing left to do and then, she would never see him again. It was for the best.
"One last thing, we are not allowed to tell about magic, to anyone other than our family. I have to erase your memories. Just one more inconvenience, and then you will forget all about me; after which you can leave."
It would be difficult enough to remove the specific memories, without risking something. She was feeling dizzy and her head was spinning, as it is. So, she took out the Elder Wand, which should make it a bit easy, to remove every single memory connected to her.
"No, wait." Rebekah startled her as she shouted unexpectedly. "My brother has anger issues. You have to understand, that it is difficult for us to believe what you told us. We have been alive for nearly 1000 years, and haven't heard anything like this ever. Let's discuss it calmly."
Athena looked at Klaus, who was staring at her with an unfathomable emotion in his eyes, but she could see, that he clearly didn't believe her. At least, he wasn't trying to kill her anymore. She was feeling dizzy and had a massive headache, she was in desperate need of a pain potion.
She turned back towards Rebekah and nodded. "You can come back in a day or two, and we'll talk. I don't want to interfere in anyone's life." She almost whispered.
Rebekah gave her a smile and said, "I believe you. My brother's a dunderhead, but I can see that you look exactly like him. And you are not interfering. I don't know how it's possible, but you are family." She gave Athena a hug and left with, "You should take care of that cut and I'll see you soon."
As she turned, she saw Klaus still standing there, gazing at her. He looked at her one last time, before leaving.
The pain in her head was killing her. She made way towards her room and all but collapsed on the bed, as darkness swallowed her.
EN: We all know how eccentric Klaus is, so I kept his reaction close to what I thought would be, in this situation. Or at least, I tried. Things would get better between them.
So, how was it? Did you guys liked it or you expected something else? Was it up to your expectations? Don't forget to tell me. It gives me ideas, as to what you guys want to see, and I try to keep it that way.
Aug 26th, 2018