A/N As promised this chapter in in Klaus POV. I have never written in Klaus POV before so forgive me if I am a little rusty to begin with. I hope with your reviews and comments that I can improve as I go along. There are flashbacks which have been written in italics.

Also I wrote this while at my work placement so forgive me if there are spelling mistakes as I was answering phone calls and other office work whilst writing.

So without further ado here is the next chapter.

Disclaimer- I do not have anything to do with The Vampire Diaries or The Originals except what my imagination stirs up!

Klaus POV

I woke up to the sound of key being turned in the lock of my prison door, the red hot anger returned to my veins making my entire body shake. Each emotion was the opposite of what I was feeling just seconds ago. I had seen Caroline, felt her hand on my face or well imagined I felt her hand on my face. It was the most realistic dream I have had in such a long time, in this dream she tried to convince me it was real, or as real as it can be. That it was due to a blood bond we shared due to the times when she drank my blood to cure herself and that one time that I had bitten her.

I had denied myself of sleep because I couldn't handle the dreams, the dreams of being freed only to wake up and once again find myself in shackles. Instead of sleep I stayed conscious and endured the endless embarrassment and humiliation of being held captive by man I once thought of as a son, knowing that he was holding me here against my will and that there is nothing I can do about it.

I glared at Marcels men as they came through the door with an empty blood bag, and walked towards me, smirks on their faces and began to draw my blood, once it was filled they gave me two injections one of vervain to weaken my vampire side and the other with wolfs bane to weaken my werewolf side, individually they were painful but together they were torture. As they walked back towards the door laughing I made a promise to myself, when I get out of here everyone who was involved with this will feel my wrath, I will kill each and every one of them making their deaths as painful as possible.

The thought of Caroline being horrified at my thoughts crossed my mind but I quickly dismissed them, unlike my wonderful dream Caroline did not care about me, and would not come running to my assistance, instead she is in college living her life like any other teenage vampire that is hell bent on living as normal a life as possible, with her lovesick, revenge driven hybrid boyfriend most likely by her side as I granted her wish and let him come back to her.

I felt the instant weakness overcome my body, some due to the loss of blood and the rest due to the powerful witch that was doing all she could to keep me as weak as possible. Marcel knows that my blood will cure a werewolf bite, if he thinks that all he has to deal with when I am free is a few bites to heal he has another thing coming, no matter how miraculous my blood is it will not cure a missing heart.

Once again I tried to break the shackles cutting my wrists and ankles to the bone. They didn't loosen at all the only way they can with stand my strength is that they have been magically spelled. As if she was watching me the witch attacked my mind with that magic every witch loves to watch a vampire squirm with, something we can't block out no matter how hard we try no matter how old or strong we are it's just something that we cannot escape. It lasted for the same amount of time as always, after I try to break the shackles she makes me suffer with this pain and it weakens me further. It would stop and I would catch my breath, then it would start all over again and continued like this for the rest of the day and sometimes during the night.

Sometime in the middle of all the pain I felt someone enter in my mind, I felt her innocence and pureness in my dark and twisted mind. I felt her go through my memories, joys and fears. I could feel her see them all, felt her reactions as she saw the bad things I have done, felt her sorrow when she seen my pain, of losing my family. I felt her surprise when she discovered that in the beginning I hated who I was made to be, hated that I needed human blood to survive, how those first drops of human blood to complete the transition disgusted me, not wanting to drink it but the heavenly satisfying feeling I got when I did.

She dug deeper and deeper, into my human memories. The joy I felt as a child and what it was like to be innocent, then she came across the memory of Henrik and my father, how after we were turned to vampires he discovered about my mother's indiscretion and how he reacted towards me. I felt the witch pity me when she saw how I was treated, how I was told over and over again that I was an abomination, that I would never be loved, wasn't worthy of being loved.

I don't want her pity; I don't want anyone's pity. I tried to get her out of my mind, to put up those walls that I surrounded my heart in, block her out from thoughts she had no right to see. I chased her around my mind revisiting all those memories I fought so hard to put to the back of my mind. Even as I child I would get insecure about things so easily, insecurity seems to be what the witch is aiming to target.

"She looks like me; she's going to have the same colour of hair as me. She's so noisy, why does she not be quiet? Why will she not say my name, does she not love me like she loves the others? Am I not being a good big brother? Why won't she crawl to me?"

"Niklaus she is just a little baby, these things will happen in time, she will crawl to you just like the others and she will say your name. You remember how it took Kol a little longer to say your name as well?"

I just looked at the little girl in my mother's arms; she was smiling and playing with a loose string on my mother's dress. She was right as always, Kol was just a few years older than Rebekah and he too had problems saying my name, up until Kol everyone called me Niklaus but he called me Nik, none of the others got a nickname and that made me feel special, as if Kol loved me more than the others. Now with Rebekah I feel different, I feel as if I loved her more and I felt bad in thinking that, I loved all my brothers but with her it was just different, my only sister, my little sister. I would always protect her, keep the big bad boys away and they will not hurt her like my father hurts my mother, if that is love I will not let Rebekah love, she is better off without it.

After that there were more memories with my insecurities, always feeling like I didn't truly belong. How my father would look at me differently, treat me differently. She dragged up the memory of the night my father found out I was half werewolf and how he made Elijah help him tie me up, I know deep down Elijah hates himself for that, hates that he helped my father. Elijah doesn't realise that I do not blame him for it, he had no choice, that's what Mikael did, he took away your choice.

You are a beast; you cannot be allowed to embrace that side. Your mother will do a spell to keep you from your true nature; you know what it is like to feel your wolf side this one time, now? You will spend the rest of your life knowing you can never have it again, never have that feeling of freedom again.

You are a beast, the same beast that killed Henrik.

You are an abomination

Not worthy of love, not even from your family

You will never know what it is like to love, or to be loved you are not capable of it.

You are nothing

No-one cares about you.

I saw the hatred in his eyes, and I looked towards Elijah, my big brother, the one who always helped me escape father's mood swings when we were just little boys, only to see that same hatred in his eyes too. I look towards the ground so it is true, I am not worthy of love and no-one cares. Seeing the hatred swim through Elijah's eyes gave the final blow to my heart, right now and here tied up like the animal I am, I let my heart close. Let it block it all out; let it get used to a life without love.

Again I felt the young witch's pity, pity I did not want. I hated those memories. After my mother had completed the spell I was cut down and left lying there until I had the strength to pick myself up and walk to our home. My father had not allowed my mother or my siblings to help me. He made them sit at home around the table until I returned, I walked in to see them, and was met by more insults from the man I thought to be my father my whole life and it turned out he wasn't. I saw the sorrow in my mother's eyes and the fear in the eyes of my siblings, in Elijah's eyes I seen guilt. I walked straight to my bed and got in, trying to figure everything out. I remember lying in the bed thinking about how I was an immortal vampire who needed blood to live who could make anyone do anything that I want, that it is in my blood to be a werewolf, my true heritage and how Mikael prevented me from ever embracing it.

That night is when my true hatred started to show, hatred for the man that abused my mother everyday they spent together, made all his children fear him. It became clear my hate would only grow stronger; I left the next morning left them all behind. Not saying goodbye I just walked out the door with intentions to start my own life, where I only needed myself.

I had only travelled a few days before I caught the scent of Elijah, I didn't bother to out run him as I knew he would not stop chasing me until he had said whatever it was he had come to say, Elijah was noble and honest and hates to leave things on bad terms. So I leaned against a tree and waited until he caught up with me

"Brother, whatever you have been sent to say or do know that there is no need. I don't care; I don't need anyone to make it in this world. I have all the power I could ever want and I intend to make full use of it and take as much advantage as I possibly can."

He stood before me

"Niklaus, I am not here to change your mind. I am here to apologise for my actions that night. I should have spoken up against father and defended you. You may not be his son, but you are my brother."

Having already made up my mind I can remember how I answered him

"As I said Elijah, I do not care. I only hope brother that you and the others discover that you are all better off going out on your own and doing what you want. He cannot harm any of you anymore his is but a mere human."

I remember how he looked when he told me of our mothers plans, how he seemed almost nervous and slightly scared.

"Niklaus I came to tell you that father is making mother repeat the spell on him. They have realised that our immortality was a mistake, that we are all abominations. Father will not rest until we are all found and dead The others have already fled, father made his intentions clear after he discovered your absence, he would rather us all dead than continue to live like this"

I remember how the feeling of dread flooded my body even thought I didn't want it. I knew that the only way to have the freedom I craved was to end this once and for all and I told Elijah I would return home with him to try and speak with our parents. They had drabbled in the dark magic to make us these immortal beings and then they would do it again just to kill us. Their fear of losing us to illnesses didn't compare to the fear of the consequences of their actions.

Just as quick as she had come she left again; my mind was my own once more. I was relieved as I hated having to relive each of those painful memories. I opened my eyes to try and focus on the present, trying to push away all those memories that threatened to spill out, that threatened to remind me of the pain of losing people I had spent my life with, realising that they didn't want me.

I heard the key in the door again and lifted my head to see who it was that was coming this time; the intense anger returned when I saw Marcel walk in his head held high and that annoying confident smirk on his face.

"Klaus, how are you feeling?"

"Oh you know a little tired, hungry and full of revenge"

"Now now, don't be like that. You have proven yourself to be a threat to me and this is just my way of making sure that I can control what happens from here on in"

"I will kill you. My blood cannot cure that"

He laughed

"Who said your blood is to cure me when you inevitably get free and wreak your revenge on me? Well I will admit that I am using some of it to stock up and use as a cure, but I have far bigger plans than that, soon you will discover that there is a lot more to this than meets the eye. You will discover that I will not be so easily killed"

I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to figure out what exactly it is that he's planning.

"I just came in to check on you to make sure that my men are treating you well"

"Oh yes Marcel they have been fantastic hosts. Shooting my up daily with vervain and wolfs bane and drawing my blood with such skill of a doctor"

The sarcasm was dripping from my voice.

"Where is my brother? Does he know of my capture?"

Marcel shook his head

"Your brother is not the slightest bit worried about you Klaus. I sent him a message from your phone telling him you were going to be out of town for a while"

I smiled, Elijah knows I would be back by now if I had have went anywhere. I wouldn't leave without making sure Hayley and the Baby where taken care of, I may not care for the she-wolf but that child is mine. My blood runs through its veins and it will not grow up without a father. My wolf instincts to look out for my own coming out in strong force, no matter how much I tried to block out my feelings for the child my genetics would not allow me. He will be looking for me; he will not give up until he finds me, something that I truly believe now, after one thousand years of trying to prove to me that we are family I believe him, I believe that as much as he despises me at times, no matter how many times I have betrayed him and daggered him he will come and find me because we are family Always and Forever.

Marcel was not finished

"I don't think he will be thinking about you too much my friend, he seems to have his attention elsewhere walking around with a beautiful blonde baby vampire hanging off his arm. Now what was she called? Caroline? Such a beautiful thing, spent some time with her myself had a few drinks and danced a little quite the lively little thing. I can definitely see the appeal; Elijah really is a lucky man"

My heart leapt to my mouth. Caroline was here? With Elijah? And had spent time with Marcel?

My mind spun and went back to the dream from last night

"…somehow we are connected, so much so that I've been dreaming of you, seeing you here in this cellar"

I knew I had to be careful of my thoughts from now on, if Davina could get in my head once she can do it again. It is only a matter of time before she returned for another trip down memory lane, and she will work her way towards my more recent memories.

I knew Marcel was fishing, he wanted to know more about Caroline, wanted to know why she was here and how my family knew her. If she was with Elijah it means he introduced her to Marcel, knowing Marcel would give her a hard time otherwise, he didn't like new vampires on his turf without his permission. What have they told him? What is their cover story? Obviously Marcel believes that Elijah is oblivious to my capture, but I now understand that not to be true, from the dream last night. She is here working with Elijah to help me.

Even though I have heard of the blood bond connection before I cannot believe that it has happened to me. Over my years I heard stories from those who shared a connection; they all differ affecting each vampire pair differently. Only difference is that these vampires where all together, in love and would never be parted unless by death itself. Never before have I heard of shared dreams. Is that all our connection is? Shared dreams?

The hope filled my body along with satisfaction that she was connected like this to me with that satisfaction came fear knowing that Caroline and I are connected like this. With this connection brings new invulnerabilities that I cannot deny, she can see me when I don't want anyone to see me. She can see my worst nightmares and my sweetest dreams.

Still knowing all this I cannot bring myself to regret feeding her blood from my vein, or biting her that night in the Gilbert home. It has given me something I would never have thought possible, a link with someone who does not have to love me because we are family, someone that has made that choice themselves. Is she here to take me up on my offer? Is she giving me a chance to prove to her that I deserve her love?

Is she even aware that if she did not have feelings for me the connection would never have taken root? It would have never developed or strengthened. That in order for the connection to build, you need to care for the person you blood share with? Does she know how to break it? Does she even know that it can be broken? If she did I am sure she would have done it by now so maybe, just maybe there is hope for me yet, hope for the abdominal hybrid that does not deserve to love or to be loved.

"Oh Caroline, Yes I may have some issues with her in the past, we don't exactly see eye to eye"

Seeing the disappointment on Marcels face I knew that Caroline and Elijah had said pretty much the same, it was a lot easier for Caroline to prove that she hated me rather than care for me. He turned and walked away, not really gaining anything from our little chat. I smiled, I knew something he didn't. I may be here and at his mercy, but soon that would change. He would beg my forgiveness, use our past against me but it is too late, for this he will pay the ultimate price, his life.

Marcel POV

He looked terrible, pale and weak, and the sight was wonderful. Klaus the almighty hybrid, shackled and at my mercy. Soon he would break free, Davina will lose her power and the spell keeping Klaus there would break, but by that time it will be too late.

I will be more powerful than I ever thought possible. I will be like Klaus, be indestructible and powerful and when people hear my name they will fear me.

Davina has promised me this, her last deed as the all-powerful witch. She will figure out the spell that made the Mikaelson's into vampires using his blood and she will do the same for me, giving me the true immortality that I deserve, making me the true and powerful King of the quarter.

As far as Klaus is concerned there is nothing he can do. Even when he is free he will quickly realise that he cannot kill me, not just because there is no white oak stake but because I will be linked to him. Davina's way of making a balance, when he dies I will die, luckily for me Klaus cannot be killed and has no intentions of giving anyone the opportunity to get close enough to kill him.

A/N Sooooo a surprise POV from Marcel, it wasn't planned it just kind of happened; I thought that we needed a little insight into what Marcel is up to.

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