Black eyes watched the second story window of the mansion with fury. The hybrid kissed the blonde's neck as she tipped her head back. That kind of love should never be experienced by such a monster. He killed the lovers of those he deemed lower than himself. He killed every person in someone's life for fun. He was darkness and evil. A growl escaped him and a chuckle from behind made him tense.
"Down boy," the woman cooed, a finger trailing down his spine. "Do not touch me," he hissed at her. She constantly pushed his limits, but his eyes were glued to the monster and his mate. The window was beginning to steam up from the shower, but he could still see their faces as they kissed. It was sickening.
The woman's hand snapped to grab the back of his neck with her nails breaking his skin. "I did not bring you back to defy me," she whispered harshly in his ear. "I brought you back to do as I say." With a little difficulty due to her nails brushing his spine and veins, he turned his head to her. Her eyes were completely void of colour, clouded in white.
Shadows always hid her face from him. He only ever saw her eyes. It was made him almost as mad that he was sired to a witch he didn't know the face of as it did that Niklaus Mikaelson was happy. "I deserve my revenge," he seethed as he forced her hand off his neck. "And that is what you'll have," she purred as she ran her finger along his jaw.
"He killed my love. He killed me!" Her hand clamped over his mouth and she looked up to the window. The couple were too in the throes of passion to hear his outburst. Her eyes locked onto them for a moment. The blonde's shoulders were pressed against the glass with the hybrid's gold eyes glowing through the steam.
"He killed my daughter," she admitted with a distant tone. The man watched as she lost herself in some trance. "New Orléans burned. My daughter was in my house with my husband and my parents. When I couldn't provide him with magic to evade a threat, he broke his promise. He did not save my daughter. I watched my house burn to the ground. There weren't even any bodies left for me to bury. It was all just ash. I had to run after that. The threat was after me for helping him."
They were silent for a moment longer before she turned and walked away from him. "I will contact you when the plan is set in motion," she called over her shoulder. "And I would advise you to leave before they finish their shower." He looked back to the window and snarled at the tender kiss the two shared.
There was an awkward silence as Caroline, Klaus, and Liz all sat in the lounge of the Forbes house. Caroline knew this would happen. It was what they called the Forbes Pride. It was hard for them to admit their wrongs. Only Caroline seemed to be able to most of the time. As Sheriff, Liz was the highest figure of the household. It was much harder for her, the always right one, to admit her mistakes.
"I'm sorry, Caroline," Liz finally spoke with a sigh. "I never should have said what I did. It isn't that I don't trust you or have any faith in you to be a good person. You're a better person than your dad and I could have ever hoped you'd be. It's just I don't trust him not to push you away. I don't want your heart broken."
Caroline nodded, somewhat accepting the apology. "Klaus, I'm sorry I interrogated you and did not put any faith in you, but I have spent the last year believing you to be an emotionless monster. I was... apprehensive when I heard my baby was suddenly in love with you. I was overprotective and... rude."
Before either could comment back Caroline's phone began to ring. "It's Bonnie. I think Kol's bugging her again," she told Klaus before dismissing herself. She went outside to take the call and Klaus stared after her, his look obviously pleading for her to return and not leave him alone with her mother.
"I don't like apologising to you, Klaus," Liz said sternly and he turned to meet her eyes for the first time. "You're a murderer, a monster worse than any other I've met. You're reckless, dangerous, threatening, powerful, immortal, and unkillable. I don't like you but Caroline loves you. You have a lot to prove-"
She cut off when he suddenly jumped to his feet. "CAROLINE?" He called before rushing out of the house. Liz followed, grabbing her gun on the way. When she got to her door, she saw Klaus spinning around desperately whilst holding Caroline's phone. "I can't- I can't smell her. I can't track her. There's..."
He started sniffing the air and Liz checked around to make sure no one was around. She knew he was part wolf but anyone else would think he was a madman. "I can't find her. It was... How id they get her so quick?" He roared as his hand ran through his hair, gripping it and tugging it. The dread began to fill Liz. Someone had taken her baby and even Klaus didn't know who.
Caroline stepped outside her house and chuckled as Bonnie complained about Kol. "Bon, he likes you," she teased lightly, leaning against her car. Something pricked her neck and almost instantly her arms started to fall limp. Bonnie's reply came muffled as her brain began to burst. A small groan escaped her and she could hear Bonnie shouting her as the phone hit the floor.
She began to fall to the ground but a pair of arms stopped her. "Come, little one," the man drawled, "let's not draw attention." It wasn't Klaus but the voice was similar. Wind hurtled past her and she knew he was running with her.
There was a witch somewhere. The pain in her head wasn't just from vervain. Whatever they'd given her had witchy juju all over it. She didn't worry. They couldn't kill her or Klaus would kill them. That was why they took her, right? She was always leverage. Besides, she'd been tortured before.
Not by a witch, though, the little voice in her head said. Witches can do things daddy never could. Or the werewolves... Or Damon. She tried to move her fingers but she felt herself falling asleep.
"I got her," the man stated to someone, "what do we do now?" There was a long pause and for a moment Caroline panicked that she'd been stuck with a crazy but then someone else spoke. "We don't do anything. You've one your part. Now leave and never come near me again." The voice was from a female, aged a little. Maybe thirty or forty. "I needed a vampire. I got one. Get your own revenge on Klaus. The girl is mine."
"WHAT?" The man roared. There was a slam against metal and she assumed that the woman had been slammed against the car. She knew she was in a car. There was uncomfortable seating beneath her and that new car smell.
"You're a liability. I just need the hybrid to come to New Orleans quicker than he was planning. You want to kill him. I want him alive. Find someone else to share your ridiculous revenge plot with. You're on a suicide mission. I rather like living. That's why I jump bodies. Now, leave. He'll be coming soon. The Bennett witch will make sure of that."
"You have no idea what I can do to you," the man threatened but the woman just snorted humoured. "Please, you're not an Original. I could kill you with just a glance. Don't tempt me." A car door slammed and the engine started. Great, she was being kidnapped because Klaus didn't leave soon enough for their liking. At least she wouldn't die... yet.
Bonnie flung herself from Kol's arms as soon as he stopped at the door, jumping to hug Liz who cried softly in the lounge. "I don't understand. I only shouted twice before you picked up the phone. How can someone be that fast if they're not... you?" Klaus was pacing in the hall, hands pressed against his lips as if praying.
"They had a witch. It has to be those bloody idiots from New Orleans," he growled out, throwing out his arms and facing Kol. "I don't know what to do." He dropped his arms and Kol sighed, turning to Liz. "C-Come in," she stammered as she fought through her own pain.
The moment Kol's foot crossed the threshhold, he was hugging his brother. "We'll find her, Nik. Then you'll rip out hearts and snap off heads, carry your girl home and hug her until something almost breaks, okay?" Kol promised. "Elijah's already on his way. There's only one direct route so maybe he can catch up to them."
Klaus nodded slowly and detached himself from his younger brother. "I'll kill all of them," he deadpanned before flashing out of the house. "Where's he going?" Liz demanded, shooting up. "He probably won't stop until he's in New Orleans. So, Mama Forbes, you up for a rescue mission?" Kol smirked. Caroline would kill him for bringing her very human mother, but the Sheriff needed to come for the sake of her own sanity. No point leaving her behind to get ill with worry.
She'd been moved to a plane. A private jet actually, but whatever. She was still paralyzed with her eyes stuck closed. They could move but there was no point. "I don't see the appeal," a new voice said as they sat opposite her. The witch was a couple of seats away, keeping up the spell. "You wouldn't. You don't know him," the witch spoke coldly.
"Ah yes, I forgot about your infatuation with the hybrid. How long ago did he reject you again? A hundred years? Fifty years? Oh right, both. No matter what body you're in he doesn't like you. But he likes her. The baby vampire."
"He is darkness and rage," the witch's voice took on a strange deep tone, as if in a trance or repeating someone else's words. She sounded almost possessed. "She is light and joy. She is his mate. Eternally beautiful and pure. She was made for him by the spirits. Everything in time had pointed to their union."
"Wow, that's... something," the other woman muttered. "I wish all of time would get me a boyfriend like that." Caroline could practically feel the witch roll her eyes. "You're an idiot. Too young to understand this."
The woman barked out a laugh and shook her head. "Oh, I understand. You're pissed he loves her. You could've taken anyone but you chose her. You have the power to take down one of his siblings or the Bennett witch but you got her."
"He cares not for the witch."
"No but she does. He'll obviously bend over backwards for this girl so he'd come for Bennett. You could've taken the mother, the weakest link - a human. Instead you took her from right under his nose."
"What are you trying to imply? That I'm using her because I have a vendetta against her just because she's with him?"
"No, I'm trying to imply that your emotions are getting in the way of our work. Your obsession with Niklaus Mikaelson will ruin everything. Now put her to sleep so we can discuss some things."
Caroline wanted to scream for them not to, but then she felt herself falling and knew sleep was inevitable.
Klaus was desperate, running straight to New Orléans without a care. He wouldn't stop until he found her; Even if he had to kill every living person there to search every inch. He was certain he'd passed Elijah's car over an hour ago and the incessant ringing and buzzing of his phone was driving him more insane than Caroline's absence.
They could be torturing her at that very moment.
They could be turning her against him.
She could be dying.
She could already be...
No, he wouldn't think that. If he started thinking like that then he would snap. If he was too late, there would be nothing left for him.
Night had fallen by the time he reached the French Quarter. Nightwalkers were wild around him as oblivious humans drunkenly stumbled into their path. He was about to compel one to answer his questions about the witches when he heard a familiar voice.
"Where is this new vampire you mentioned?" Turning around, Klaus came face to face with his old protegé. "Niklaus Mikaelson," he called. Silence fell over the street as he began to approach the hybrid with a posse surrounding him. "Marcellus. I thought you were dead," he replied slowly. He had to be careful. He didn't know who was against him.
"What brings the big bad into my city?" The possessive tone didn't go by lightly and Klaus raised his chin with a smirk. "Witches," he answered. Marcel stiffened for a moment and his smirk grew. No matter how much his insides and his mind were frantically buzzing, he had to keep a calm exterior.
"Hate to break it to you but I've got my witches under control in my city." Very possessive, very shifty. Klaus wasn't convinced. "How about we skip the part where you establish your territory and get to the part where you tell me which witches have been absent for the last few days or weeks. You see, I've caught wind of a conspiracy against me and considering I've not set foot in this city for decades I assume they're also planning something against you."
He stepped closer, ignoring the tensing of Marcel and his men. "They took someone very dear to me and I give you my word, Marcellus, that if I do not get her back I will kill everyone in this city one by one and send you their hearts as gifts until I do get her back. So, what are you going to save, Marcellus? Your pride or your people?"
The silence was thick and heavy as they stared each other down but eventually Marcel smiled. "I have missed you, Klaus," he simply replied before turning to one of his men. "Bring Jane Anne to the compound." He turned back to Klaus and sighed. "I'll take you to the witches now, Klaus, but they are a tad apprehensive around vampires."
"I'm the Original hybrid. I'm royalty to them," he growled out, "Also, they'll have family somewhere I can threaten if I do not get my girl back." A clearing of a throat came from behind him and Klaus sighed, turning to Elijah. "You could have at least called," Elijah said as he raised his eyebrow. "Now, let us go."
AN: I will not follow the plot of The Originals since I've not watched that atrocity. There will be some bits like the plot, I guess, but mostly it won't be. There obviously won't be any Hayley and I won't have Camille be anything important to the Mikaelsons and co. I'm not happy with this chapter but I needed to get it out of the way to get everyone in New Orleans. All - or mostly all - will be revealed in the next chapter.