I expect this to be the second to last chapter of this story, unless something comes up that I need to put in a new chapter again. I was happy to write this story but I believe that for now, it has run it's course. Happy Readings in this chapter.

We were partying because Marcellus was now home, where he should have been from the very beginning but I was going to act like everything was fine until this party, then I would show him my real feelings. The party was over now though. I just had to find my kid. I looked everywhere and found him sitting at a table, alone. I sat down with him, right next to him.

"I meant what I said Marcellus." I snatched his beer from him and he whined at me. I suppose he was tired, after all he probably spent the time from the end of the war until now to get back home. "Welcome home, that was a one time thing. If you leave again like that, I will do what I did in that office of yours however the turn of events will be different. I will not be abandoned by you. You are my son. I love you, you love me. Right? You love me still?" I looked at him and he put his head on my shoulder.

"I love you." There was more he wanted to say but it never came out so I continued on.

"Never leave it again or you will regret it. Need I say more about what would happen?"

"Only a smidge."

"You will not want to leave the house for a week or sit down, you would be grounded and brought back home by free will or force, even if that includes throwing you over my shoulder, kicking and screaming, all the way home. There, I gave you a 'smidge' of what might happen." My point had gotten across, I could tell from his eyes. "Uncle Elijah told the truth you know. When you were gone, and I had come to try and get you back, I had fits of rage almost every day." He frowned, exhaled, and looked at the table.

"I'm sorry I left okay. I'll try not to do that again."

"I will keep you to your promise."

"But I-" I raised my brow at him and he instantly shut up. "-understand Dad. I'm sorry. What about Tunde? Why did you really invite him over?" I beamed at his question. He was interested.

"I will let you study and tell me if you come up with something." I smiled at him before getting up, handing him his bottle again. "Here, drink yourself to sleep, however no hangovers or I will have to scold you on alcohol poisoning." I headed off to my own bed, for I had been up for a long time now. He stood, grabbing my arm. I stopped and looked at him.

"You told me you were going to kill him. Show me how to kill him." He whispered into my ear. I rolled my eyes at him before grabbing his hand and taking it off me before leading him to bed, his bed in our house. I smiled as he began to dress himself for bed.

"Did I? I changed my mind." He nodded, yawning.

"Okay then."

"Go to bed Marcellus. You're tired. I can tell."

Later

Tunde was killing people, too many people. He could never reach the many I have slaughtered but I wanted him dead. Now was the time to strike. His children were his source of power so I had to strike them first. Good thing I had played friend long enough to get him to trust me, to invite my son and I in for talking, and Marcel got to play with his kids, still keeping himself unattached.

I dragged Marcel out of the house and to Tunde's house where I got him to get the kids and bring them out. I told them we were going to the park… if you considered the bottom of the stairs a park. I mean a park was just a place you staid a while, and this park they would never leave. Hm. Sometimes I even impress myself.

I had, earlier, undaggered Kol and sent him to go have some fun, telling him he could do as he pleased, he just couldn't be caught. That had made him drop his grudge against me all together. He'd been wanting no boundaries for a while. And I had given it to him, although I'd been given something in return. Do you remember how I used myself to distract Elijah from the men killing Celeste? This was kind of like that but instead of me being the distraction against Celeste, Kol was the distraction for Tunde. Not that Elijah would know that until he actually caught Kol. I smiled at myself for myself being a genius.

I'd sent Marcel to take a bath and then copied Tunde's tactic and put their heads in the box, side by side before putting their bodies where they would be most useful. I was going to kill Tunde and thennd all three of them back to where they came from… too bad I didn't know where they came from. However I believe it was Africa because of the sacrificial magic thing.

Then we went to Tunde's meeting where Elijah was supposed to be. However he was still trying to catch Kol. So I quickly showed Tunde his place before I killed him too and stuffed him and his kids into a crate, also with their heads latched into the box that Marcellus had asked about.

I had led Marcel with me to the docks to send them off but then I heard that dreaded tone from Elijah, the one he'd used when he learned I was trying to get Celeste killed behind his back. However, he was also angry at my Marcellus apparently. "NIKLAUS! MARCELLUS!" I ignored him for the minute, I was determined to get this over with.

"Give us a minute." I told him, before turning back to the human and compelling them. 'Take this and-'" Elijah, not willing to give me the allotted minute I'd asked for, snatched the crate from me and burst it open. He took one look at the contents before glaring at me. He grabbed my ear, before turning to Marcellus.

"Marcellus, I suggest that you give them a proper burial, put that crate back, and then come home." He held tighter to my ear as I slowly tried to make him let go. He began to pull me away and I followed. I grabbed his arm, with all intents to break it but he just threw me over his shoulder. I groaned before just letting him do this to me.

I was carried home, every once in a while I would struggle but he would ignore me so I just laid there, and sat in a chair. Next to me was Kol. I smiled at Elijah, happy with myself. I may not have been able to send him to Africa or Australia, but I had gotten the job done. He glared at me and I only smiled wider, almost laughing.

"I am very disappointed in the both of you. Niklaus, you made me break my word. My word which I hold sacred, and you know that yet you still broke it. Kol what you did was horrible. Do you have any idea the amount of people you hurt tonight? The only thing I'm glad to hear is that none of them will be going to the hospital. Do you two have anything at all in defense of your horrible behaviors?"

"Only that he challenged me brother. A challenge deserves a come back. His children were nothing but collateral damage. I'm sorry I had to kill them but otherwise Tunde would have had his 'secret power' still. I mean really, how stupid can these witches be?"

"Niklaus, THAT does not help in the slightest for you."

"Well I still stand by what I said."

"That is your problem, Niklaus. You do not care what happens or what is said, as long as you get your way."

"That is not true in the slightest bit Elijah."

"Well I didn't know what Nik was planning when he told me that I could have all the fun I wanted to in the town. Why should I be yelled at when it was his fault?"

"Was it he who made you compel the band to fight? Was it he who made you trick the ladies and gentlemen to give you money even though you're not in the least bit poor and they were? Was it he who made you anger the Guerrera werewolves?"

"Yes, Yes, and Yes."

"Nice one Kol. Upsetting werewolves. Did they fight you or anything?"

"Yeah, they did but I ran away, I was caught with a stripper. She was gorgeous. Actually that stripper was a Deveroux."

"A Deveroux is not a stripper, they are the bartender or cook. One or the other." I noticed Elijah was no longer in the room. "Where did Elijah go Kol?"

"I have no clue, I just want to get out of here." He stopped for a second. "Is that my nephew? Grown from his childhood? The one who went to war with humans?" I looked over and nodded. Marcellus was being led in by Elijah. Elijah had been scolding Marcellus. I stood up.

"Elijah, don't you dare touch my son. He's got nothing to do with this."

"Actually he helped you did he not? He is an accomplice." I snorted at him and walked over to Marcel, grabbed his hand and put him in his room. Or at least tried before Elijah put me right back in that chair I'd been in. He sat Marcel down in a chair near ours. He stood there, arms crossed over his chest, looking at us.

"Is that why Kol is being punished? Because he's an accomplice?"

"No, Kol is being punished for what he did. Marcellus should have told me the moment he knew you were going against me. He killed the man at the dock."

"He's a vampire! Of course he killed someone! He's-"

"Do NOT say he's superior Niklaus. That is no reason to behave the way he has." I rolled my eyes, sighing.

"You're hard headed. You know Marcel agreed with me about killing him! So we did!"

"And you are arrogant as well as hard headed. I said earlier that you had broken my word. You had weeks to kill him but you did not. You waited for me to give my word about meeting him, giving him what he wanted, you waited until then to decide to kill him and then to help yourself you used Kol, your own brother, as a distraction against me. As you once used yourself in the same manner. Just to kill Celeste. I still remember that day Niklaus."

"Celeste is dead. Tunde is dead. Yes, I used the same tactic. Yes, I had weeks to kill him. Your word about giving him what he wanted, your word about meeting him at all for that matter, is what caused me to decide that it had been enough."

"So you deliberately went against me." Oops.

"And?" I was instantly over his knee, bare, as he began my punishment… with his belt. "OW! Damn you Elijah! You're not allowed to do this to me. I am sorry for breaking your word. Now let me up." I demanded. He just ignored me.

"This is 'and' Niklaus." He struck my thighs with that belt to emphasis the word and. "I want no more of this behavior Niklaus. You betray me with this tactic. Using a distraction as you kill someone. One might consider it to be a form of deception. A form of lying. I feel lied to."

"I… am sorry Elijah. Please stop this." I had nothing to push against, his foot was on the table as I laid across his held up knee and the only thing keeping me from falling was his hand on my waist as he brought his belt down on my bottom, over and over again.

There was no more scolding, he felt he'd already scolded me enough about what I did wrong, I suppose. The only thing I could concentrate on was the pain he was delivering to me. After what must have been the 15th one, I began to squirm as I wished he would just end it.

"Elijah, stop. I said I was sorry, twice."

"I do not believe you are sorry Niklaus."

"WHAT?! I- how dare you not believe me. Now who's lying?" He only lowered his belt to my thighs and gave a little huff. He was upset about what I'd said. Okay fine, he wasn't lying. I wasn't sorry. I only wanted this to stop. I jumped at the next one, he obviously began to use more force in his movements. I felt tears drop and I felt more tears form. "Elijah I'm sorry for saying you lied. I'm sorry for reacting with anger when I should be reacting with regret that I did such a thing."

"That is not what you have to be sorry about, I do however accept your apology about the attitude. Try to think about what you should be apologizing for." I whined before I felt another swat to my backside.

"OW!" I yelped as he brought it down again and then I decided to give him what he wanted before I actually began to cry. "Elijah I'm sorry for killing Tunde and his children when I knew you had made a promise to them. I'm sorry for making you break your word to him. I should have killed him earlier or waited til after your meeting. Can you please forgive me Elijah? I won't do that ever again." I cried. He paused for a minute. I laid there, hoping that he would stop all together. He dropped his belt on the table before putting his other hand on my back.

"Only six more to drive home my point Niklaus." I gulped and he swatted me with his hand six times, where my sit spots were. Both received an even amount. The next second I was sitting on Elijah's lap, crying into his chest. I had reached my crying point. Mikael would have kept going. That was the difference between my brother and my so called Father. Mikael killed my real father.

"Eli, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me." I cried. He rubbed my back, hugging me at the same time.

"I have forgiven you already. The moment I found you, I'd forgiven you. However, this punishment has wiped the slate clean, as it were. I love you Niklaus. I am sorry I was placed into a position where I had to do that, I always am. I forgive you and I love you still." He whispered into my ear.

I sat there for a minute more before I calmed down. When I was calm, Elijah stood me up. I smiled at him, eyes dry from tears and he smiled back.

"Now please wait in your room. I still have to punish Kol and Marcel." Marcel?

"He will have no part in this Elijah. He's done nothing wrong. He was horrified at what I did. You could see it in his eyes, brother. Leave him alone. Touch him, and I'll-"

"Would you like time out Niklaus?" I growled at him and he swatted me again. I yelped before he quickly replied. "Go to your room and wait in the corner." I glared at him but he didn't budge, nor would I. "Would you like more punishment to be added?" I thought about it and decided I'd take this up with him later, when I had recovered from this. I refrained from hitting my brother, with all my might I should add, and waited in the corner in my room.

I heard Kol punished next and he also tried to defend Marcellus. I smiled to myself. I loved my brother Kol. Elijah however was being an absolute asshole right now. He sent Kol to his room in the corner as well and then I heard him talk with Marcellus before he too was punished. I growled under my breath the whole time I heard this going on. Marcel was told to go to the corner as well and I heard Elijah walking up the stairs with him and then my door opened.

"Niklaus you may leave the corner. I shall expect you at dinner?" I refused to answer him, just turn around and look at him, expressionless. He smiled a weak smile at me before closing my door and heading off to Kol's room. Marcel's room was right next to mine so I vamped into his room and dragged him from the corner.

"I know Uncle Elijah just punished you, and I regret that I could not change his mind." He tried to smile but all he gave was a sad frown.

"I kind of deserved it Dad."

"Really? What for? You were horrified."

"That is exactly why I deserved it." I scoffed at him.

"You do not. Marcellus, who do you follow orders from? Hm? Elijah or me first?" If he answered wrong, I would let him have corner time, and he would be grounded for a week with no hope for blood until tomorrow night at dinner.

"I always obey you first. That is one of my first five rules. Rule one is not to get myself harmed, rule two I obey every order from you, rule three I always obey you first, and when told to do different things from either Kol, Elijah, or Rebekah, your orders always come first." I nodded, proud of his answer… except his rule number two.

"No, Marcellus. You do not obey every command I give you, that would make you what?"

"Boring and too obedient."

"Correct. Now, who wants ice cream, whiskey, and a special?" He smiled at me and I dragged him out of the room to give him ice cream and whiskey mixed with enough blood to take away his pain from his spanking. But not too much pain because then Elijah would be furious with me.