Niklaus Mikaelson was lost in thought as he strolled through the gardens around his lavish estate. It had been his idea to return to Mystic Falls and claim it as the new Capital. His siblings obliged quickly as no matter where they had lived in their long time on this earth, only one place would ever be home.

As he was running down the list of new laws he wished to enforce, he was stopped by the lackluster rosebushes in front of him. The garden here was meant to be as grand as his house yet even with the outdoor slaves it was hardly a grand garden. The majority of the plants had wilted and died over the last season and without the proper care, the garden would be nothing more than a shadow of its former glory.

As he continued through the pitiful excuse of a garden he saw Kol walking towards him. He knew that the outdoor slaves would not be tending the grounds with him in charge today. Who knew what he would make them do.

"Niklaus, brother!" Kol grinned stopping in front of him. "Wonderful day, is it not!"

"Try not to kill any of the pathetic humans today, Kol!" Klaus scolded, he knew that look on his brothers face. "We need to show our self-control. We have a world to run and by you constantly killing the slaves, it does not help that image."

"Relax brother." Kol replied. "I just like to have a little fun. I'm growing bored being stuck here so why not have a little with our new toys. Besides, I do believe Elijah enjoys the town auctions."

Niklaus said nothing as Kol walked passed him towards the cottage on the edge of the property. Elijah was the only one that collected new slaves from the town auction but they all new how much he despised doing so.

"Are you sure about this, Klaus? Are you not worried it may be too hard to enforce such a thing?" The older vampire, Sam asked. Klaus nodded his head and came to a stop.

"We can't have former slaves becoming masters. They would show signs of weakness, and we are not weak. Enforcing it will not be a problem. Death to any vampire that dares to go against it new law."

Caroline Forbes stood completely still as the youngest Mr. Mikaelson instructed them in their chores for the day. She rolled her eyes listening to him roll out a list of demands for the slaves in front of her. She couldn't help but think of all the things that she could be doing instead of standing in this strict line, such as shopping. But no, vampires just had to take over the world. The vampire walked over to her. He looked at her, smirking slightly as he did so. "You will be washing my bed sheets. They are quite stained after last night's adventures. Too bad you are not an inside slave or I would give you the same treatment tonight." He snickered, pointing to a brown wicker basket on the back balcony of the home. As soon as he moved on, she huffed and walked over to pick up the basket. Flinging her hair over her shoulders, she dragged the basket over to the washing station.

"Wash my sheets." She mimicked, her head bobbing from side to side. "I think you should go screw yourself." She mumbled. As she picked up the once white sheets, she saw the massive amount of blood covering them. There was one big blob, followed by multiple little blobs. So this was the game he wanted to play, fine, game on. "Looks like you had a good meal at least."

"What if a vampire falls in love with a human?" Another male, Mark asked. Klaus let out a loud laugh.

"Now that is the lowest of low. Any vampire that should fall in love with a human shall not only meet his death but also watch as his lover is torn to pieces in front of him. I will then personally stake the pitiful vampire myself. Make it known, no vampires shall think twice about the humans that are allowed to live. They are here only to service us, nothing more." As he walked further with the men at his side, he came to a sudden stop. "Now, on to more business. I fully expect-" A human voice caught his attention pulling him from his conversation.

"But, no," She held out the 'o' longer than necessary as she scowled at the sheet. "You can't do anything for yourself. One would think after a thousand years they could do shit for themselves. What did they do before slaves? Nothing? Stupid supremacist assholes." The girl said to herself. Klaus's head shot over to the direction of the voice. There was a blonde girl, sitting on a tree stump doing her best to get out the blood stains on the sheets.

"Excuse me." Klaus stated not bothering to look at the men as he quickly made his way over to the girl. Without a single word, he placed Kol's pillow case over her head and waited for her to pass out. Once she did, he removed the pillow case, and called Elijah over who had been coming to join his meeting. "When this human awakes, have her go inside and rest up. Make sure she knows not to bad mouth those in charge."

"Are you suggesting a punishment?" Elijah asked. Klaus shook his head.

"I'm thinking just a simple warning will do for now. Though if she talks back, I'll let you be the judge"

"Good." He stated before Klaus walked back to his guests.

As soon as Caroline's eyes opened, she shot straight up on the lawn. The last thing she remembered was a pillow case being thrown over her head. Stumbling to her feet and noticed a few of the outdoor slaves gawking at her far across the garden. They quickly turned away, looking more afraid now than ever as they went back to their work. She turned to see what had scared them and saw Elijah approaching.

"Follow me." He told her and she quickly obliged as he led her to the cottage.

As she entered she turned to see him just standing there, his face blank, no emotions.

"What do you want?" She spat, tired of living like this.

"I am here to remind you to watch your manners. You're lucky it's just a warning this time."

"Oh, great. I just love warnings."

"I would watch your tone, Miss. Forbes."

"Why? You what are you going to do? Suffocate me and leave me out there for everyone to stare at ag-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Elijah had her by the throat, her feet dangling beneath her as he back crashed into the far wall.

"There are more humans that would gladly take your place. Perhaps I shall see if one of Kol's chamber maids would like to switch places with you?" Elijah taunted, the fear in her eyes grew instantly. "That is, if there are any left alive, today."

"Screw you!" she said spitting in his face. She would rather die than continue on living like this.

Elijah dropped her to the ground and calmly took a handkerchief from his inside jacket pocket. She stood slowly to her feet as she warily watched him wipe the spit from his face.

"Smack!" She stumbled back as Elijah slapped her hard across the cheek. She had not expected it and could only look up at him through tear soaked eyes.

Caroline watched as Elijah turned and walked out of the cottage, leaving her shattered on the floor.

One week later:

"Have the slaves been up to everyone's standards?" Finn asked, looking around the table at his siblings. Slowly, but surely they all nodded. Elijah was the one to speak first.

"Though the blonde from the outside seems to put up a fight." He said remembering the fight she gave him in the cabin. He looked around at his siblings.

"She has been more firm with her belief's, especially this past week." They all nodded their heads, but Klaus.

"Niklaus you're the only one who she hasn't worked for." Kol said, Klaus smirked.

"Well I guess I should see how far I can push the girl then. Once she breaks, she'll have no trouble falling in line."

"Knock her into place, Niklaus." Rebekah cheered her brother on. Klaus stood up out of his black leather chair and headed outside.

Caroline watched from the corner of her room as the others around her were cleaning up from dinner. She has been on the cooking committee and did her best to try to help but nothing seemed to work for her. They were all cleaning up and now heading off to bed. One by one, lights in the cottage went off.

Caroline slowly walked over to her own bunk and sat down. Leaning forward, she picked up her white pajamas. These were given to her, it was something that she never would have liked, or tried on unless she was forced to. But this was her life now, she reminded herself. Everything she did was forced.

She took off her maroon shirt and placed on the nightgown over, before taking off her leggings. As she sat down on her bed once more she could hear screaming coming from the other room. The door to her dorm room area suddenly burst open and she could clearly hear by the other's reactions that he was a Mikaelson.

As she looked closer, it was one of the males from last week that was walking the others around. "You!" He growled.

Within two steps, he was standing in front of her. He grabbed her arm forcefully and dragged her outside. In the dim lighting she saw five dead bodies. All of them were drenched in blood as well as dismembered. Caroline's hand went to her mouth to make sure she didn't scream as her eyes held back the growing urge to cry. Sure, she had seen blood before, even dead bodies, but never anything like this.

He stood there and quietly handed her a shovel. She titled her head slightly to look at the foreign object before glancing up at him. "Clean this up, love." He instructed her.

Caroline scowled at him as she grabbed the shovel. "Quickly, I don't have all night." She shot him another irritated glance. "Dig!" He told her. She groaned before placing the medal blade of the shovel into the dirt. As she began to dig deeper, the brisk of the night set in. Caroline looked up to Klaus, hoping that he would allow her to stop or get a jacket, but nothing.

"Did I tell you to stop?" He questioned her. She let out a scoff but continued digging. Once she was in her height in the ground, she climbed out of the hole. Her arms felt like thousand pound weights and her entire body was covered in sweat and dirt. She sat down on the edge to catch her breath, wiping the back of her hand over her forehead, as her heart raced from the strenuous work.

As soon as she took a deep breath, her body relieved to rest a moment, Caroline felt a sharp kick to her back.

"No breaks! The longer you are here the less sleep you get." She looked up into the night sky, noticing that the full moon was over head. She stood up slowly, her legs trembling from exhaustion and did her best to find an area not covered in blood on the bodies. She found that was near impossible, shaking her head in disgust she quickly grabbed the body parts and began dragging them to their grave. She let out a soft cry as a silent scream escaped her lips. This was worse than anything he could ever imagine.

She continued grabbing the bodies and pushing them in the large grave when she heard a loud chuckle. Looking up she saw Niklaus leaning against a tree a few feet away, hands in his pockets as he continued to laugh at her. She puffed out her chest and let her anger give her the last bit of strength she needed to finish the job. Once the bodies were all in the grave, she began filling it in with the dirt.

As she finished, she sat down on the little mound. Her once white night gown was now soaked in sweat and covered in dirt and blood. She felt absolutely disgusting. "Make this flat. We don't want anyone to accidentally dig this up." She looked down sighing loudly.

"I think it's fine." She choked out, her throat stung from lack of water.

"I say it isn't" He snapped at her.

"Fine." She stood up with a loud huff and threw him the shovel, and yelled. "Do it yourself!" He caught the shovel and tossed it to the side before grabbing her by the neck and pushing her hard up against the tree. She stared into his blue eyes. Klaus swore that he saw a flash of fear, but it was gone within seconds.

"Kill me!" She spat, "I dare you."

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