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-KC-

Chapter 3

On the way back the heavy thud of his footsteps was the only thing keeping him company for now. In his head he was never alone. Today, another victim fell to his hunger and he can't turn away. The sight of someone as helpless as he was all this time and the option to end that suffering with a simple flick of the wrist was almost calming for him.

He felt stronger now, not even close to challenging Mikael of course for he knew that the conniving bastard had proper precautions set in case he tried anything. He wasn't that stupid.

"Remember when we used to cross blades after we finished hunting. It used to be fun. The smell of dirt and exhilaration of a fierce opponent."

His brother's voice startled him. These days he was sometimes there as a shield against the outer world and sometimes as a sword to swing at it. His ever present companion. A smile graced his lips as he recalled a memory.

"Ah yes brother. I used to best you most of the time, but it was fun indeed. Happier times."

A time where his siblings lived normally unconcerned by the supernatural. Blissfully unaware as most people are in this time.

"Rebekah used to get so mad because we wouldn't back down no matter how long we clashed. Kol found it all entertaining."

Good old Rebekah always looking out for them, even though she was the youngest. She valued family more than all. He missed her, he was always closer to her than his other brothers. A softer heart at the time always ready to indulge in his sister's mischief. Protect her from anyone, even family.

Now, he wondered how she had dealt with living so long. Who she became as the result of it, but knowing Elijah was with her gave him some sense of peace. For now.

He was walking in the middle of the road when he sensed another vampire near. Moving along a bit further he came closer to the place where 'a car had stopped' and in front of it was the said vampire indulging in a fresh bloody treat. Maybe he can finally understand how vampires live now, without revealing much about himself.

"Hey mate, easy on the spoils. It's not a race. Savor the flavor."

The said vampire snapped his head as if he didn't detect his presence until now. Odd since he wasn't trying to be quiet. Maybe a young vampire. His presence left much to be desired. Elijah made his presence known once more.

"What an unsanitary behavior. Vampires seem to be acting like animals no matter the age they are in."

It was rather funny how cautiously he was looking at him, blue eyes that show his human side observing him carefully.

"Don't you know it is rude interrupting ones meal, 'mate'."

He snapped her neck and tossed her aside, a smug smile on his face. Klaus' conclusion of his actions was that he was an arrogant idiot. He dealt with many of those in his time. Let's try with manners.

"May I inquire for a name of a vampire I so rudely interrupted. Apologies if I caused unnecessary alert."

There, more than he managed in years. Trying to be cordial is a state of mind. He looked at him with suspicion and then turned into a more serious face.

"No harm done. I was already finished, but cut the act. I haven't seen you around. Another one of those young ones walking around I assume." he said with an overconfident smirk. "Don't you know it is dangerous to be out after dark?"

Another arrogant smile. He was an idiot, alright. Elijah informed that his patience was wearing thin.

"Cut the chit-chat Niklaus. We don't have time for this clown."

He also figured the longer he was here the more he was in danger of being revealed by the other vampires and that was not good, for his siblings could get a wind of it and land into Mikael's trap.

"I am just out for a walk. It's been years since I could really stretch my legs. Been indoors too long. I bid you good night. Mate."

With that he turned to move past him, but before he could the vampire caught his shoulder, turned him around and slammed him into the car.

"You are not going anywhere before you tell me exactly who you are or this will get bloody."

His eyes transformed as he viciously stood there, digging his hand into his shoulder. He felt no pain. This one seemed to be a weak one. He will show him that no one will push him around anymore.

In the next moment he had the vampire on the ground with both his hands and feet broken on the joints. With that he punched a hole through his stomach. Time to show there was a new unknown in town. One you shouldn't mess with.

As he struggled to stay conscious Klaus accessed his mind. Low and behold he was a scumbag. Not wanting to be in such mind for long he only took the knowledge of his name.

"So, Damon Salvatore, a young vampire with a chip on his shoulder. You should never disrespect your elders. Now I see that there is quite a supernatural gathering in this small town. Much obliged for the information."

He saw the fear in his eyes. After all he went through that, it was an emotion he could quickly detect. Demon tried to put on a brave face and act as if he was not bested in every way.

"You will not get away with this man."

Even as an irritated scoff could be heard above him from Elijah he had to agree. Enough with the young one.

"I believe I already did. You better watch yourself or next time I will forget myself. That could end rather tragic for you, mate."

With that he pulled the piece of metal from the car and stabbed it through his already bleeding stomach. That should keep him out for a while. He isn't in the business of killing his kind, but if he repeats this performance next time it will be the end of Damon Salvatore.

Now he has more important things to deal with, like paying a visit to his brother for he had found out some quite interesting things about him. This night may not have been a complete waste after all. With a plan in place he headed to the apartment to get some rest.

-KC-

Next morning he was woken by the cold water being poured over him. As he came to he saw Mikael towering over him.

"Been doing a lot of bad deeds lately boy. If I didn't need you to lure in your siblings I would've put you back in your cage. Do not test my patience Niklaus."

The throbbing headache was back. His reality disoriented. Still no matter how hurt he was he couldn't forget this monster before him and all he was capable of. His only way of getting out of this was acting like a fool, as his ever damaged toy. Grabbing his head in his hands he only muttered silently.

"I only did what the voices tell me. I only do what the voices tell me."

From the corner of his eyes he saw Mikael look at him suspiciously before he coldly said, "Yes, the voices, how could I forget. In case those voices start to tell you to plot your freedom I give you this one warning."

In a blur of movement he was stabbed and impaled on the wall, while Mikael twisted the wood inside. He met his eyes and the darkness pooled from him.

"Do not forget what I can do to you. Even more so now that my witch has done me a little favor and connected you to me, so you try to harm me in any way you shall suffer the same fate." Mikael explained ever so helpfully.

"If I even sense you're planning something against me all she needs to do is say a word and you'll be wishing you were dead. Did I make myself clear?"

His vision blurred so all he could do was nod his head and in the next moment Mikael was gone. Removing the stake slowly from his abdomen he felt his body knot back together. The growl of anger echoed in now empty room.

"Calm yourself brother. You know our time will come. We will make him suffer."

A snare followed as he threw the stake to the other end of the room. Anguished cry escaped from his chest as he battled with himself.

"I will have you ripped apart father! You hear me. No matter how many times you try to stuff me back into that dark little corner I will deny you the pleasure of my defeat. You will never destroy me!"

In the next moment he picked up a jacket and walked to the door.

"Mark my words, you will beg for mercy and I will gladly say no."

The last sight as be slammed the door violently was of his brother looking as calm and stoic as ever. No time to think about this. Let his anger turn into action. So the time to visit the Salvatore's would be now.

-KC-

This small town allowed him to sense almost every vampire in this place. Picking up the familiar stench of Damon was easy and the similarity of the scent led him to a house outside of this small town.

As he walked towards the house he could hear the anger laced conversation inside. The brothers didn't get along it would seem. Fantastic.

"That may be a way for us to turn them on each other or use them for our needs. What will be the right course of action Niklaus?"

Elijah stood by his side, dressed in a suit as be understood it. No more old rags for him it would seem for his mind has already transitioned into this modern time. Good, he adapted quicker then he thought.

"I do not know we will see if we can shake things up a bit. Maybe the secrets will reveal themselves and we can move on from then."

Elijah smiled at his obvious lack of tactics and motioned with his hand towards the door.

"Shall we?"

He smiled in return and knocked on the door. The polite way just came natural to him despite the mischief he was about to cause. He was an animal long enough, no need to act like one.

The silence and the footsteps followed. As the door opened a young man with a hair fancy stood before him. A questioning look observed his guest. This will be interesting indeed.

"You must be Stefan."

The confusion didn't clear. It seemed that the brothers were further apart than he thought. Interesting indeed. As he opened the door fully he could also finally see the other brother whose eyes have gone wide as he stared in recognition.

"You haven't talked to your brother properly it seems. Shame, well it would seem I am in a need of an encore. To properly introduce myself this time."

He could see the alarm going in Stefan's head as Damon rushed forward to stand next to his brother. Before Stefan could attack him, Damon's hand stopped him. Well for the village idiot he was smart. His brother looked at him anxiously.

"No Stefan, you don't want to be doing that. Unless you want to finish with several of your limbs pointing in the wrong direction."

Stefan worriedly looked back and Damon did the same. Good, now that he had their attention it was time to move things along. He felt a smile stretch on his face as he looked at them.

"You can call me Klaus."

Soon the older brother scoffed and defiantly looked towards the strange man.

"Well mate, don't you know it's a little late for Christmas. The holiday is on a certain date for a reason. You can't pop up whenever you want."

He didn't get to continue his tirade for Stefan seemed to know his name and his stature stiffened further. As if the man wasn't tense enough. A warning look and a hand on Damon's shoulder was enough to shut him up. Silence took center stage. He might even call it awkward.

"Damon, I would choose your next words very carefully."

Turning his attention back to Stefan, he found the vampire rather interesting. There was more than meets the eye here. He will have to dig more to find what that actually is.

"You on the other hand, are rather peculiar. You seem to know who I am. Rather strange because the way I spent my life there was no way for you to know about me. Unless..."

He didn't need to finish his sentence by the looks of it the younger brother had met one of his siblings. The only way he would know about Klaus was if someone told him and not many knew about him.

"It must be Rebekah he met. I would never divulge such personal information. The only answer is her."

The commanding voice of his brother behind him only confirmed what he already thought. It had to be Rebekah, his hopeful and at times naive sister would reveal any information given the right circumstance. The revelation and Stefan's attitude led him to conclude that they knew each other rather well. Too well perhaps.

His mouth formed a straight line as he twisted the new knowledge in his head.

"I see you have met my sister. Rebekah is well I hope."

Stefan inhaled sharply which only furthered his assumption. He knew her too well. Damn it. He didn't need to break down the young vampire's mind barricades to understand that truth.

Damon was as clueless as ever. His brother didn't share that fact. Obvious issues between the two. He covered it up with humor and wit which appropriate or not, Klaus concluded was his way of dealing with things.

"Do you two want a room, I sense tension that doesn't include me. Even though I feel left out I can take a hit for my baby bro. Didn't know you swing that way Stefan but all those journals are finally making sense."

A cocky smile on the vampire's face had him growl. He really didn't like the man and he pretty much wanted to rip him apart. Still, if he wanted Stefan's cooperation he will have to let the leech go. Stefan would be useful.

"Well then, it would seem we have much to discuss Salvatore's. Stefan your limited knowledge of me is enough for you to understand that it is in your favor to listen to me I'm sure, or was Damon's little run in not demonstration enough."

With that he walked past them, bumping their shoulders and letting the impact slam them to the other side. He had come to learn that the vampires are not as strong as he was. He will have to get more information at a later date.

He sat down in a lavished living room. It looked rather elegant for this kind of chatter. The younger brother sat across from him while the older one just stood by the windows.

"Klaus it looks like you want something from us. But what's in it for us."

Klaus only leaned back in the chair and smiled at the two brothers.

"Keeping your limbs attached will have to do I think. Also as long as you refuse to cooperate I will lay waste to this little town until there is nothing left but the two of you and then I will torture you two for the next century. I think that's enough reasons there, don't you?"

The atmosphere was anything but comfortable in that moment, but a slight nod was everything he needed to move on from threat to action. Clasping his hand in front of him he regarded he two brothers.

"Let us not fret over the past. Time to move on. As you have already guessed I am in need of assistance at the moment."

The residual feeling between them was present so he could feel the same pouring out if their attitude towards the situation.

"What does the mighty Klaus fail to do on his own? Does he not have minions to collect all his trash mail? Maybe he needs a new pair of hands to sort through all his bullshit?"

Damon really didn't know when to keep his mouth shut. So in the next moment he felt the sting of cuts on his face as the glass broke on his face. His incoherent cursing could be heard. Stefan started to move but one look from Klaus had him back in his place.

Seemingly calm by the development, Klaus smiled as he moved on.

"Alright! Now that everyone is caught on the seriousness of the situation I shall proceed."

Seeing as there were no objections this time, except the grunts from Damon as he pulled out the pieces of the glass from his cuts, he continued. Not before Elijah added his two cents.

"I do not like needless violence but the young vampire needed to be thought some manners. Amazed at the way you restrained yourself brother. Maybe there is more to you than just a caged animal."

A dissatisfied grunt followed as Demon cast a glance towards his brother who was seemingly examining the journals that are aligned in the shelves around the room. Snapping back he saw the brothers giving him a weird look before he shook it off.

"Now then, as I do not have enough information on this town, I am in need of your services shall we say. First, I am in need of a witch. Good one at that, for she needs to know how to handle powerful magic."

No objections were heard. Well he really thought that they would put a little more resistance than that. He will take it as it is.

"Second, I need for you to gather as much information about my siblings and be discreet about it. No one should know you're digging around. Stefan I am sure you know something, but an updated version would be much obliged."

The confused look was back on their face and he liked it like that. No need for them to know more than he was willing to share. He slowly stood up and moved towards the exit.

"That will be all for now. When I need you I will find you. By the way, Stefan we need to have a chat. How about that pub where that poor girl was killed. I heard it was a rather awful murder."

As he opened the door a girl was standing there. A worried look came over Damon's face and he was gleefully aware that she meant something to the vampires. Hearing no heartbeat there was more to her than meets the eye.

"Probably another vampire in this ill infected cesspool."

He couldn't agree more with Elijah. The man was his consciousness after all. He knew it best.

The next moment he had her neck snapped as she fell down in an awkward angle. The vampires rushed to help the fallen vampire.

"Elena!"

He moved past her but before he disappeared he turned and said, "Just a taste for any disobedience on your par."

With that he was gone.

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AN: This chapter got rather long so I had to split it in two parts meaning you'll have to wait a bit longer for our favorite blonde to make an appearance but it will be worth it I promise! Till then please let me know how you liked this chapter :)