Chapter Two; Radioactive

.. I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age ..

Klaus was finally asleep- the first time in ages. He didn't understand where the urge to rest came from, but it suddenly hit him like a wave. It was almost as though he were compelled by some unknown force to trudge to his room and crawl into bed. Once his head hit the pillow he was out like a light- no fear or hesitation at all. It was an odd sensation, but his dream was stranger still. His dream felt so real; the anxiousness, the pacing… it all seemed to be happening, but he knew it wasn't. Rebekah and Elijah were there. It couldn't be real.

"Niklaus, please sit down. You're going to wear a hole in the floor!" Elijah said.

"Brother, do not test me," he replied. Rebekah came rushing down the stairs with a huge smile on her face. He hadn't seen a smile like that since she was human.

"Nik, go upstairs," she said. She was almost floating with happiness. When he entered the room he saw a brunette girl lying on the bed, and a beautiful blonde angel-like girl still holding her hand.

"Congratulations Klaus! You have a daughter," she said with a happy smile on her face.

He said; "Thank you, Caroline." How did he know her name? He didn't even know who she was.

He heard a whining sound, and then the sound of a baby crying. Rebekah walked toward him with a small bundle in her arms. He took the baby in his arms- careful not to break her- and the child stopped crying instantly. There was something wrong with this picture. The child looked like a normal newborn, certainly, but she had a full set of teeth in her mouth. Not only that, but there were fangs growing there as well. His eyes widened as her eyes turned gold. The baby let out a happy giggle and he felt himself smiling as well.

"What will you name her?" Rebekah asked.

Klaus thought for a moment. The child was so perfect; she had lightly tanned skin and pretty hazel eyes, with a light bundle of dark brown curls on top of her head. He smiled and said; "Luna, her name will be Luna."

Klaus watched the scene unfold before him. This felt so real, but it couldn't be possible, could it? As everyone crowded around him and the baby, he saw a faint light glowing in the corner of the room. Someone else was here, in his dream. He watched as a dark skinned woman stepped from the glowing, portal-like area. She was wearing clothes that were odd for this time period. In fact, they would have been considered ancient in his human days. She stepped over to him and watched the scene with a small smile gracing her lips. She wasn't an entirely unpleasant woman, and she oozed power.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is not important," she replied.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

She sighed at the scene before them before waving her hand and sending it away. They were now standing in a different scene. It looked like his mansion in New Orleans; complete with the gardens in full bloom. The small smile was still present on her face as they watched what was going on.

Klaus was sketching in front of the fire while Elijah read the newspaper. He heard giggling outside, and it was quickly approaching the door. It opened to reveal the same blonde from the birth he just witnessed, along with Rebekah and a small girl. From the dark curls and hazel eyes he could only assume that this was the same girl from the last vision- an older version, of course. Rebekah and the blonde… Caroline, was it? They seemed absolutely chummy. They were looking at a small white piece of paper, and the dream-Klaus smiled when he saw them enter the den.

"Hello Miss Forbes," Elijah greeted, standing from the armchair.

"Hi Elijah," she replied, as though it were the most normal thing in the world.

The dream-Klaus stood and kissed her, while placing his hand on her rounded-stomach. She was obviously pregnant, and Klaus was confused. Why was he surrounded with pregnant women all of the sudden. He heard another giggle and Caroline moved out of the way before the little girl jumped into Klaus' arms, giving him a big kiss on the cheek.

"Hello little Luna. Did you have fun with Caroline and Aunt Bekah today?" he asked.

"Yes! I got to see the babies!" she said with excitement.

Klaus and Elijah both got a confused look on their faces. He sat Luna on the sofa and walked to Caroline, who was wearing a little smirk. He noticed that Rebekah was wearing the same smirk. "What does she mean babies?" Klaus asked as he took the small piece of paper from Caroline's hands.

She chuckled and said; "Babies… as in two."

"You're having twins?" Elijah asked.

She nodded and Klaus smiled before wrapping her in a huge hug and kissing her deeply. Rebekah scoffed and rolled her eyes before saying; "Okay, lovebirds. Caroline and I have to go pick out things to decorate the nursery with."

She pulled Caroline away and the little blonde beauty sent him a small, sweet smile. It was a smile full of love, and he couldn't help but return it.

"Congratulations brother," Elijah said with a genuine smile.

"Thank you, Elijah," he replied.

That scene, like the other, felt so real that it almost brought tears to his eyes. He wanted these to be real, so badly, but he wasn't destined for such happiness. He brought pain to others, and deserved nothing but pain in return. His step-father was right; no one could ever love him. Nobody cared about him. A jolt of pain shot through his heart and rebuilt his walls. He was angry now, and he would not let this make him weak. He would never be weak again.

"You must stop thinking such negative thoughts. It's killing my magic," the woman said.

He'd almost forgotten she was with him. "Will you not tell me your name?" he asked.

"Not yet. You haven't earned it," she replied.

"I don't want to play games. What are these things that you're showing me?" he asked.

The smile was no longer present on her face. Instead, she turned melancholy. "Niklaus, this could be your future. In fact, it is your future if things do not change," she replied.

"What are you going on about witch? That future isn't mine; it's the future of a weaker man," he stated.

She shook her head and waved away the scene. Now they were in Greece, but there were no ruins. The buildings were perfectly built, and everyone around them was wearing traditional, ancient Greek clothing. He looked at himself, and saw that he was wearing it as well. He was confused- he wasn't this old. He looked to his companion, and saw that she still wore her same clothing.

"Where are we?" he asked.

"We're in my home land, when I was alive… before I created the other side," she replied.

"You're Quetsiyah," he gasped.

She smiled. "So you have heard of me," she teased. "Yes, I am Quetsiyah, and I am trying to send you a message."

"What sort of message?" he asked.

"Those scenes that I showed you were from your future as it will be if the events in motion stay on course, but you don't want that to happen," she replied.

"Why not? I looked happy, and my siblings… they looked happy as well," he said softly.

Quetsiyah took his hand and led him through the throngs of people buzzing about in ancient Greece. She found a place to sit, and they both rested. "They were happy, and so were you, but did you notice that Kol wasn't there. Finn wasn't there either. Did you ever ask yourself why?" she asked.

"I assumed they were still daggered," he replied.

"No. You undaggered them, but they were killed with the white oak, and they did not return. That's not the only dark spot. There was a threat looming during your family's peaceful time; a threat more powerful than anyone else you've encountered," she said.

"Why are you telling me this?" he asked.

"Because someone will visit you shortly, and no matter how outlandish her story may seem, you must listen to her. Your future would be changed… for the better," Quetsiyah answered.

He thought it over for a moment and said; "I seemed rather happy in my visions."

"That happiness is short lived. The person I sent to help will make sure that things go smoothly in the order they're supposed to," she replied.

"You understand why I am reluctant to believe this," Klaus stated.

Quetsiyah nodded. "I suppose, so to make it more believable, I'll leave you with one lasting image," she said before changing the scene and disappearing.

Klaus watched his dream-self; or was it his memory-self? He seemed so… happy. Even when he was human he wasn't 'happy'. He was content as a human, but once he turned the darkness that was buried so deep inside him began to take over. But in this memory, he seemed truly happy. He was sitting in his art room, putting the finishing touches on the artwork he was painting, when he heard giggling. The door to the art room opened to show the lovely blonde, whom he remembered as Caroline, and three young children.

The dark-haired girl was clearly older, but not by much. The other two looked to be the same age; twins, possibly? They were both blonde, and Klaus could see the resemblance between the young boy and himself. The young girl looked so much like the Caroline girl. There was no question that they were related. The two younger ones ran to him immediately and tackled him in a hug. The Caroline girl laughed, and the sound was contagious. He watched as his memory-self gave hugs and kisses to both of the children.

"I love you daddy," the twins said.

"I love you too," he replied.

The Caroline girl smiled at him and ushered the twins off to bed, allowing the older one more time to say her goodnights. The little brunette child smiled at him and he picked her up, wrapping her in a tight hug. She giggled and kissed his cheek. He turned towards the canvas and let her see what he had been working on.

"What do you think, darling?" he asked.

She studied it seriously for a moment, before smiling and saying; "I like it, but it needs more purple."

Klaus chuckled and said; "You think everything needs more purple."

"Purple is a good color!" she replied.

"That it is," Klaus replied.

He kissed her cheek and hugged her again before saying goodnight. She smiled and as she was falling asleep on his shoulder, she said; "I love you, daddy."

"I love you too sweetheart," he said softly before carrying her to her room.

The future-memory was so real that a rare, yet completely real, tear ran down Klaus' cheek. Was this his future? Why would he want to ruin any chances of this happiness? Did he really deserve this happiness? Definitely not, but he wouldn't deny it for himself. Quetsiyah had given him a small taste of what could be, and he wouldn't let anything stand in the way of his happiness now.

Luna woke up with her head pounding, and the sound of nature surrounding her. Never had she hated songbirds more than she did in that moment. Every chirp sent her head spinning, and her stomach was on the same track as well. She sat up, causing the world to spin around her. She couldn't make out the details. All she saw was white and green; all she felt was the biting cold. She didn't know where she was, but she knew that her shorts and purple, polka dot tank top wasn't going to cut it here. Once the world stopped spinning around her, she placed her hand on the sturdy trunk of the tree next to her and pushed herself up. Bad idea…

She stood too quickly, and had to make a run for the bushes. The contents of her stomach were emptied onto the white snow beneath the bushes. Thanks to her vampire side, it looked like a murder scene… how lovely. She was thankful that she was in the middle of the woods now, rather than in someone's back yard. Her stomach still felt sensitive, and she tried not to make any sudden movements when she straightened up again. She leaned her head against the tree to steady her breathing, but felt the air shift around her. She opened her eyes and saw a young lady standing a few feet away.

"Are you okay?" she asked, before saying; "Right, stupid question." She walked to Luna and put her hand on her forehead. "You don't have a fever."

"I'm sorry. I just don't feel very well," she replied. Her eyes kept moving in-and-out of focus. The next thing she knew, she was falling forward. She didn't hit the ground like she expected, though. Someone caught her just before she blacked out.

Playlist;

1. When I Was Younger - Liz Lawrence

2. Radioactive - Imagine Dragons

A/N; I hope that wasn't too confusing. lol. So, who do you think caught Luna as she blacked out? Where do you think she is? I'll give you a hint- it's not Mystic Falls! Should I give you another hint? Okay, it's not even in the Americas. Hmm... interesting placement? Am I being mean by keeping this from you? You'll never guess where she is! :D

I'm sorry for taking so long to update. I'll try to get the chapters out quicker. Thanksgiving break is coming up, so hopefully I'll be able update more then. School is kicking my butt! lol. I also have another idea floating around in my head for a short little Stefan/OC story, and for a Klaroline-baby story as well. (I am getting Kalijah feels all of a sudden, which is odd because I totally support Elejah. Also, did you see him kill Agnes? He's so badass.)

I'll post pics of the characters, and possibly some outfits on my profile. Just check back every so often! :) I hope you enjoyed this! Reviews are awesome, and the next chapter should be coming soon!