Damon's Daughter
Chapter 11
Kill Klaus Project
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"You realize they're going to kill Klaus the night of Homecoming, don't you?" Rebekah asked me as she put the car into reverse.

"…What?!"

Rebekah quickly parked the car. When she looked at me I saw determination mixed with sadness in her eyes. She nodded.
"Yeah. The night of Homecoming we're going to kill him. All of us. Damon, Stefan, Elena, me, you."

"But… why? I mean, he's an ass, but we're going to kill him?"

"Emma, he killed my mother," Rebekah replied. I could see tears forming him her eyes. "Mikael didn't kill her, Klaus did. Klaus caused Stefan to be a monster. Klaus daggered Elijah. What hasn't he done?" she helplessly whispered as a tear fell onto her nose.

I suddenly looked at Rebekah with a new respect, and a lot of pity. I couldn't imagine being her. The only family she has left is Klaus, her vampire-werewolf brother who's murdered or daggered her entire family. If I were her, I'd want to kill him. And if I was supposed to help kill him, why was I just now hearing about it? Rebekah seemed to read my mind because she turned to me and spoke.

"Damon and Stefan didn't want to tell you about it. They were afraid you'd be the weak link. Klaus did save your life. Most people would feel like they owe something to him."

"I'm not most people," I mumbled as Rebekah started the car once more. I was slightly hurt that Damon didn't trust me. I was offended that he believed me to be the weak link. Me. The heartless pureblood that used to kill for fun. But I'd have to deal with Damon later. I was excited to decorate the gym for Homecoming. I'd never been to a Homecoming dance before, or any high school dance actually. Too bad the night was going to be disturbed by the plans to kill Klaus.

"Okay, just one question," I started. "When we kill Klaus, will I be able to undagger Elijah?"

Rebekah turned to me and nodded. "Yes. When Klaus is dead you and Elijah can do whatever you want."

"Okay. I'm in."

As Rebekah and I strolled into the gym Elena threw us a smile while Caroline rolled her eyes at Rebekah. Bonnie simply glanced at us and went back to hanging streamers.

"Hey!" I greeted. "How can I help?"

"Umm… First, you could get Rebekah out of here?" Caroline glared.

Rebekah smirked. "Oh, Caroline, can't we get over our little grudges?"

"Your brother turned Tyler into a hybrid," Caroline spat.

"And of course that's my fault?" Rebekah quipped.

Caroline was about to reply something very obscene when Rebekah cut her off. "On second thought, I think I'll skip the decorating. I know when I'm not wanted," she smirked and turned to leave.

When the door to the gym slammed shut Caroline exhaled and threw me a package of balloons. "Start blowing," she smiled.

According to Caroline the gym looked "absolutely perfect!" but I couldn't really see it. I guess I was just used to beautiful galas and ballrooms. High school gyms weren't want I considered perfection. When we were finished I suddenly realized that my ride had taken off without me so Elena had to take me home.

"So…" I started as Elena backed out of the parking lot. "Was Damon planning on telling me about the Kill Klaus Project?"

Elena abruptly stopped the car and looked at me. "Who told you?"

"Rebekah," I shrugged. "I wasn't aware it was some big secret," I glared.

"Emma, look," Elena said while giving me sympathetic looks. "We didn't tell you because this is our only chance to free Stefan from Klaus. It's the only way to get Elijah back. We don't want to risk anything."

"How was telling me a risk?" I exclaimed. I still didn't understand why they thought I would be the weak link. Elijah meant nearly everything to me, and I'd to anything to make things right with him. "I would have killed Klaus before you could say 'doppelgänger' if you'd told me that Elijah was involved!"

Elena sighed. "Emma, I'm really sorry that we didn't tell you, but don't be too hard on Damon. It was Stefan's idea in the first place. He just doesn't trust you."

I rolled my eyes and looked out the window. Yes, I was being a petulant child, but I was upset. I had every right to know about the plan, but all the information was kept from me because stupid Stefan thought I was "untrustworthy." And what's worse is that Damon listened to him! By the time Elena's SUV reached the Boarding House I was incredibly annoyed.

When I walked through the front door I automatically sensed an unfamiliar presence that sent shivers down my spine. I stopped dead in my tracks while Elena made her way into the parlor. When she realized that I wasn't moving she spun around and looked at me.

"What's wrong?" she asked, concerned.

"Who- who else is here?" I stuttered as I nervously looked around the room.

"Mikael," Elena shrugged. "He's going to help us kill Klaus. Don't be nervous, Emma. He's on our side."

I took in a deep breath and slowly nodded as I let Elena pull me into the parlor. Stefan had made himself comfortable on the couch while Damon was pouring himself a drink. His drinking habits honestly amazed me. When Stefan spotted me he rolled his eyes and sighed.

I rolled my eyes in return. "So," I began. "When were you planning on telling me about Homecoming?" I asked as I plopped myself down on a leather loveseat.

Damon abruptly turned to me and shot me a regretful look. "Em, I'm really sorry that you didn't find out sooner. We just can't risk anything going wrong."

"Like you having trouble on picking which side you're on," Stefan sneered.

"Oh go fuck yourself, Stefan," I snapped.

He glared at me and was about to say something less than polite when Elena interrupted us.

"Easy, children. Shouldn't we start figuring out our game plan?"

"All right, we'll say that Mikael followed Elena in here. He tried to grab her so he could use her as bait," Stefan suggested.

"And you, what, vervained him?" Elena asked, obviously not pleased with the idea.

"Yeah, like Klaus would believe that," Damon stated.

"No, we vervained him. The dude's an original. Make it realistic," I said.

"Ok. Fine." Stefan replied as he glared at me. "We vervained him and in the process discovered that he had a dagger," Stefan suggested.

"Which he planned to use on Rebekah, but instead..." Elena trailed off.

"We drove it through his heart," Stefan explained.

"What happens when he asks to see Mikael's body?" Elena asked.

"Good point. You, my brother have been compelled to do what Klaus says. So if the idea is to lure him back here and kill him, the last thing we need is you getting tripped up and tongue-tied," Damon smirked.

"Well don't look at me. I'm just in charge of getting him back here," Stefan snapped.

"Klaus is smart. If we tell him that Mikael's dead, he'll want proof," I told them.

"Then I shall be dead," a voice said. It was a voice that sent shivers down my spine, and a voice that I would never forget. It was the voice of the man who killed my mother.

Everyone turned around and saw Mikael walk into the room. He made his way over to the table and placed a silver dagger and a vial of white oak ash on it.

"What if he wants to see in person?" Elena asked.

"Well, it means our plan is working," Mikael started. "Klaus will absolutely want to see my body. You lure him here, and I will kill him."

"With what? Those daggers won't work on him," Stefan asked, puzzled.

"Well, I'm in possession of a stake fashioned from the wood of the ancient white oak tree. The one that left these ashes when it burned," Mikael stated, gesturing to the vial of ash.

"Where is it?" Damon questioned.

"Not here. Knowing its location is my insurance policy," Mikael said.

He then dipped the dagger into the ash.

"Against what?" Stefan asked.

"You leaving this in my heart. You see, a vampire can't dagger an Original without dying. So... it falls to you," Mikael said handing the dagger to Elena.

"You want us to actually dagger you?" Elena asked.

"Klaus will leave nothing to chance. Especially when it comes to trust," Mikael explained. Elena nodded and quickly plunged the dagger into Mikael's heart. I couldn't help but feel immense relief when his body fell to the floor with a loud thud.

"What are you planning Damon?" I asked as I watched him prepare wolfsbane grenades.

"Don't ask," Elena said. "I've already tried."

Stefan walked into the bathroom and leaned against the door frame.

"I need to borrow a tie," he stated.

"You have your own ties," Damon replied, seemingly uninterested.

"I am 162 years old and I am going to a homecoming dance. I need better ties."

"You could not go," Elena suggested.

"I am compelled to protect you, and if I look at your track record at high school dances, it's pretty tragic. My luck and you'll get yourself murdered by the homecoming queen," Stefan snapped before walking away.

"God, he's an ass," I mumbled. I glanced to my right and watched Elena try to close one of the wolfsbane grenades, when Damon suddenly smacked her hand and tried to take it away from her.

"I know how to do it. Alaric taught me," Elena argued.

"Elena, if this thing blows up in our faces just remember only two of us heal quickly," He said as he carefully took the grenade away from her. I smiled and rolled my eyes. Could those two really be any more obvious? Stefan then walked back into the bathroom with a couple ties.

"Ugh, please tell me that you have a better plan than wolfsbane grenades," he groaned.

"Never you mind, brother. The less you know, the better," Damon smirked.

"My freedom from Klaus rests entirely upon you three executing your plan perfectly. So, excuse me if I'm a bit cynical," Stefan snapped.

"You're the one that we should be worried about. If Klaus asks you one wrong question, whole thing falls apart," Elena snapped back.

I smirked and sat back and watched the show. Too bad the popcorn was all the way downstairs.

"You do have reason to worry, but if I look back at our history of epic plan failures, it's usually because one of us let our humanity get in the way. So if I'm taking odds on how this thing goes down, it's certainly not going be me who screws it up. I'll see you at Homecoming. I can't wait," Stefan sneered before leaving the room. Elena just shook her head and walked out of the bathroom. I kind of felt bad for her. Stefan was a true asshat, and she didn't deserve to be treated like that. I'm constantly tempted to run a stake through his heart, but then I remember that Klaus is the one who caused him to become a major douche bag.

When I walked into our cellar to get a blood bag I was very surprised by the sight that greeted me. Rebekah's lifeless body was limp on the cold floor with a silver dagger in her chest. I gasped and looked at Damon who was also in the dusty room.

"What the hell happened?" I gasped.

"Elena daggered her," Damon replied. "I guess it's for the best, though. We can't afford for anything to go wrong tonight."

"I guess you're right," I shrugged. I tried to refrain from looking at Rebekah. It made me sad. This was her first school dance and I know she was really looking forward to it. But, like Damon said, we can't afford for anything to go wrong at the dance.

"We really need a better plan," I sighed.

"Emma, I have it all under control," Damon affirmed as he took my hand. "Trust me."

I smiled a bit and lightly squeezed his hand. "Okay."

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