Well good evening dear readers,
Here is the promised chapter 2, finally! I changed the part about the servants in chapter 1, if you re-read you will meet Ruth. If you don't want to re-read, it is not really necessary. Ruth is the vampire who sits next to Klaus and is one of the two servants he has, she is also the one to clean up the corpse that Klaus creates because of his pent up rage ;) So the other servants that were in the plain are surgically removed out of the story! Hurray =)
Please go read and enjoy the story now, if you have time please leave a review. I found out that I failed the test I needed to do yesterday on 1 single question and would really like the loving... I feel so... pooped. =(
Chapter 2: In which an old man reminisces.
Niklaus looks into the rearview mirror to the teenage girl that lays spread out on the backseat. Even though he has lectured Frederick and the guy will not lack in doing his job anytime soon, he did not dare to let Hannah go with his servants – who were getting the house ready. He simply feels more at ease when he knows where she is, if she is with him. He has always had trouble with giving the control over to other people, having learned first handed that if you wanted to get something done, and if you wanted to get it done right, you ought to do it yourself. He can't trust other people to be clear enough, to leave the right expression, to bring over the right messages and he sure as hell can't trust other people with his safety. Not that he can be killed by anybody or that he can't overpowers anybody who likes to try, he just does not like surprises.
He parks the car smoothly before an old looking house and turns to look at Hannah with a slight smile on his face before he steps out of the car. Walking around the vehicle and opening the side door almost silently he manages to not wake Hannah, yet, that is. He bows his head right over her face and looks at her closed eyelids as he places his hands on her cheeks and whispers: "Hannah?"
Her eyelids trill before she manage to open them. "Mmh?" She moans, sleepily.
"I am going inside to check up on Greta and Maddox, I would like for you to stay in the car," he says. "Do I need to compel you?" He doesn't really want to but he can't have her going exploring while he is in a meeting with the supernatural.
"No, I am sleeping, piss off already," she murmurs her voice cracks of sleep and he pets her hair with a slight smile on his face, he himself doesn't even realizes is there. For a moment her voice sounded just like it did back then.
"You're not like me are you?" Niklaus turns to the little girl with chubby cheeks on the kitchen counter. He was just making her a peanut butter jelly sandwich for lunch, idea of Jessica, the twenty-three year old kindergarten teacher he compelled into living with them to help out with the kid, as she starts talking out of nowhere. Jessica said that doing everyday things with and in front of Hannah will make her more comfortable around him. After the traumatic event of him killing her parents, she does not speaks to- or even recognizes him if he is around. Of course he can always compel her to speak to him but Jessica said that that will not be profitable on the long run and he decided; ' what the hell, let's do it her way,' because after all, what did he know about kids?
It looks like Jessica knows one or two things about them, though. Klaus is more than stunned to find her talking to him but that only lasts a second.
"How are you like, Hannah?" Niklaus asks in return, hiding his excitement. The girl looks at him with her big green eyes, her mouth a little open and her head tilted to the left.
"You're like my daddy," she speaks, eyes sparkling. "Danger, so I can't tell mommy, ever! It's our secret," she reveals, pushing her little finger to Klaus' mouth to explain that he cannot say it to anybody. He nods, not sure what to do. "Don't tell!" She urges and looks at him doe-eyed.
"I won't," he manages, wishing Jessica was here now. How do you get information out of a kid? "But your daddy wasn't your real daddy, was he?" Klaus tries, looking at her sharply to notice her reaction. Her face scrunches up in confusedness.
"Huh?" She asks dumbly and Niklaus immediately decides to leave that one be for now. She is just three years old after all, they probably didn't break the: 'your adopted' one yet.
"What about your mommy?" he asks instead, staying to familiar territory.
"Mommy is just like me, we're just normal," she is doing the scrunched face thing again, then. Looking like she is thinking very hard on something. "Daddy used to say he were the way we just liked," she then smiles, Niklaus frowns.
"He were the way we just liked? That does not sound quite right," he looks at her playing with the hem of her shirt. "Do you not mean that you were just the way he liked?" Hannah looks up, seemingly annoyed now.
"No!" She snaps. "Or I'd said that, would I've not?" He raised his hands in surrender but her hands grab for the sandwich he finished and starts eating, not looking at him anymore.
Niklaus enters the building deep in thought. He was so naïve back then to believe that the girl would have known, she was only three years old. She had not even been aware off her power, until he had spoken it through with her. Which he had done when she turned twelve , no reason to do it any sooner than that, he couldn't have her going around using her power on people. She had been using it, even back when she was three years old but she must have been developing it back then. She never had been aware of what she was doing, using her power unconsciously. Apparently when she wanted something bad enough her power just kicked in to help her, without her knowing but Klaus knew. Every time he saw it happen – she tried it on him often enough, but that did not work of course – he wondered. Where does it comes from?
"Hannah?" It takes a while for the toddler to come skipping into the room, when she does she smiles at Klaus.
"Yeah?" She asks, in that child tongue that sounds so foreign to Klaus, in which she likes to blend the words together.
"Come sit with me, please," he proposes, she skips to him and let him lift her on the high bar-stools.
"So I got you something," he starts, walking towards the microwave.
"A present?" She squeals enthusiastically.
"Mh, not really a present so much," he doubts, not sure how to bring it to her but he gets an idea. "You know how you are always telling me how you want to grow big and become just as pretty as Jessica later?"She nods so strongly Klaus fears for a moment she is going to fall from the barstool. "Well, this is really good for you, if you drink it, it will help you grow strong and tall and pretty just like Jessica is." He looks at the thick red substance in the cup. He feels utterly weird doing this but he just has to be sure she is no vampire. She could be having cravings for the whole time they've been here but just not sure what it is or how to act on it, could she not? Not really, he knows. She should have start decaying a while ago if she was a vampire but still. He turns and puts the cup in front of Hannah who lifts one side of her upper lip in disgust.
"Eewh," she says softly.
"Hannah," he scoffs in the unapproving tone he took over from Jessica she looks up to him guiltily. "You have not even tried it!"
"Is doesn't look nice, I don't wanna try, it smells…" He keeps looking at her with a stern look.
"Klaus," she wines, making her eyes big and her lower lip tremble slightly. He does not give in, and pushed the cup closer to her to make clear he isn't.
"I don't wanna," she than tries, looking him in the eyes. Niklaus sighs loudly, she is doing that more and more and it is killing him. Why does she keeps on trying? Does she not realizes it does not work on him?
"You want to be like Jessica? Then you have to drink it," he states, her face turns angry. He lays his hand on her cheek and makes her turn her head to him. "Just try, if you do not like it, you do not have to finish."He says gently and fuck; god must be real and rewarding him for trying to be patience with the girl , because she drinks it. Only to make heaving motions after swallowing but she is able to keep it down.
Niklaus picks the cup up and finishes it in one big tug, letting the blood flow through his throat.
"Good girl," he praises. "Do not worry, we will try something else." He believes it is called milk, Jessica has been pushing him to buy it since day one. She picks a popsicle from the jar on the bar, probably to get rid of the taste in her mouth and then manages to climb down from the high bar stool. Jessica shows up into kitchen then and sees Hannah.
"Are you eating candy again?" She says disapprovingly, Hannah sticks her tongue out, it is coloured blue from the popsicle, Niklaus flinches.
"You really need to make a appointment by the dentist for Hannah, all that candy can't be good for her teeth." She says sternly to him. The dentist? If there is one thing that humans need much it is being taken care of, Niklaus scoffs.
"NO!" Hannah calls loudly and Jessica turns to her, she looks truly afraid. "I don't wanna go," the toddler says and Niklaus notice how Jessica blinks absently after that. "Maybe not yet," she then says, turning towards Niklaus. "Her teeth are probably fine!"
Niklaus turns towards the little Hannah who looks relieved and he sighs. Of course, she has been compelling the shit out of the one human in the house, unconsciously . Getting her way out of nowhere, no wonder that she tries it on him all the time.
"Jessica," he says and the young lady turns to him. "Can I have a word with you in my office?" He knows what to do now. If little Hannah stays out of contact with humans her compulsion won't work and with a little bit of good luck the power in her will back of before she realizes she is not just getting lucky all the time but that she actually can make people do what she wants. He will tell her, one day. But it is probably the safest for everyone if she forgets about it for a while.
So that was it, I hoped you enjoyed and remember you want to leave a review because I am feeling so 'I fail in life'-y.
No, there won't be a preview, they don't preview much anyway and I am scared that I won't held myself to it because I get great ideas for a chapter that I want to write before it, if you know what I mean. I am sorry!
See you next time! That will be Friday, I think, most likely, Friday. Otherwise Saturday =D No later then that, I promise!
Love, Lucky.