Katherine

Stefan stayed with me for hours, just letting me cry out in fear, before he had to go. Damon would start to wonder, and so would Elena. He had broken up with her, but he didn't tell her about me.

I pace, holding his shirt up to my nose occasionally. I wipe my eyes again, I've never been so scared before . . .

I step on a rock and curse. The blood falling slowly off of my ankle and to the ground before the wound heeled. I rolled my eyes and continue to pace. Am I ever going to get out of here? Will I ever see the sun? Moon? Stars? What about trees and grass? Water? Snow? Rain? Have I lost it all?

What about Stefan? Will Elena tell him she loves him more than anything and steal him away from me? Will she convince him I did compel his love? Make him hate me.

All these questions ramble through my mind, and I rub my eyes, not wanting to cry again.

I hear a clack clack and rush to the door. "Stefan?" I call. "Stefan, is that you?"

"Sorry, Katarina," His voice trails down. "I am not the one you call Stefan."

I freeze.

"Klaus," I whisper.

He emerges from the darkness. "Yes, Katarina. How I have missed you. How long as it been?"

"Not long enough." My voice quivers.

He reaches out and touches my chin, pinches it between his fingers and caresses my lower lip. "Same old ignorant attitude, I see. At least you have the good sense to be afraid."

I shivered.

"For half a millennia, I have remained trapped by the sun, because the Petrova doppelganger slipped away with that low life, Trevor, and turned herself." He clicked his tongue. "Brave move, stupid move. You ran for so long . . . it must have been so heartbreaking when the man who was so whipped by you locked you here. He might as well have tied you up, put a bow on you and put you under the Christmas tree."

The way his voice remained so calm and even the whole while sickened me. I took a step backward, out of his reach. "What do you want?"

"Well, you see, I've been a prisoner to the sun for so long because of you . . ." Klaus paused.

"You are free," I point out. "You are an Original, you don't fall under that curse."

"Yes, but the younger of you do. And how am I supposed to take Mystic Falls back under siege if we can only come out at night? As soon as the town was ours, we would burn to a crisp."

My eyes widen. "That's why you want to break the curse. You want the town."

"What is it you said to that Salvatore boy?" He says slyly. "Ah, yes. Two plus two. Right."

I shook my head. "That's insane!"

"It's brilliant!" Klaus's eyes became insane, his voice remaining monotone. "We had ruled in Italy seven-hundred-years-ago, we had ruled the night here less than two-hundred-years ago. I miss the thrill; I want to be in control. And you . . ." his voice darkened. "You are the reason I have had to wait so long."

Fear hit me straight in the chest and I ran towards the hole in the wall. I was there in a flash, hiding in the small dent. I heard no sound for a long time, and I wondered if the spell had been put back on the tomb and Klaus did not want to get trapped. I held my breath and nearly screamed when I heard a clack.

Clack-clack

Clack-clack

Clack-clack

Clack-clack

"Really, Katarina." Clack-clack. "You think I am too slow?" Clack-clack. "I saw you and your precious Stefan." Clack-clack. "I have no use for him, so I waited for him to go."

Silence.

I began to tremble. There was no shadow, no sound of his shoes. Was he messing with me?

I sighed slightly and leaned back farther and felt an ice-cold hand grasp my throat. I opened my mouth to scream, but Klaus compelled me to silence. Fear overwhelmed me and drowned my every living cell as I kicked and clawed at his hand to no avail. Tears began to stream down my cheeks and I let out a sob.

Klaus quoted me, which sent ice down my spine. "Don't be frightened, we're going to have so much fun together."