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Caroline dreamed of something entirely different that afternoon. Instead of her dark and dreary nightmares, she dreamt of a man. He was dressed in an all black tux and they were dancing. When she finally spun to meet his gaze, she gasped because it was Klaus.
His eyes looked at her in a way she'd always hoped to be looked at- like he saw something was so rare and priceless.
Okay, now I know this is a dream, she thought inwardly, although it seemed like dream Klaus might have heard her.
"Tell me, love. Do your dreams always consist of dancing with me?"
Caroline opened her mouth but said nothing. She waited a few seconds before gathering up the courage to speak. "No- my dreams are usually a haze."
A scary, confusing haze. She retorted silently.
"Then why is it that you chose to dream about me this time? To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"How can I be dreaming of you if I just met you?" Caroline asked, ignoring his question entirely. "I don't understand any of what's going on. All of a sudden the supernatural world is real." she bit her lip. "All of a sudden you're real... and a, what? Vampire and werewolf?"
Klaus smirked. "A hybrid, yes. And I realize this might be a lot to take in right now but," he paused, and for the slightest second, Caroline saw his hesitation. "You have to believe me. You have to trust me because that's the only way we're going to get out of this alive."
"Why do you keep talking like that?"
His eyes sparked suspicion. "Like what?"
"Like that," Caroline stressed. "You keep talking as if we already met before but I've never seen you in my entire life. I would have remembered." she gulped. "And that other dream I had earlier... You were in it and you kept talking as if we've been through something big already. Why?"
They both kept dancing, letting Caroline's words sink in and for the briefest moment, her breath hitched as he pressed her up against him. Even in the dream, Caroline felt his warmth and the security his embrace provided her. He was a stranger... But why did every bone in her scared body feel like it belonged with him?
"Because I've seen you coming for the last thousand years, love."
"I'm not who you think I am." Caroline answered. She didn't want to dwell on the heaviness of his words- they seemed too intimate. "I'm not a witch. I don't have any powers- trust me."
"Caroline, have you ever tried using them?"
"No! Because I'm human. Ordinary. I can't be a witch. You made a huge mistake."
"If you really believe that, then try. Try so you can finally see who you really are. If you truly think I've made a mistake thinking you are a witch then please, by all means go ahead and try. Prove me wrong." He shook his head. "Maybe you can also come up with a reasonable explanation for those dreams of yours, as well. If you really think you don't have any powers."
They both stared at each other incredulously. Neither party was willing to wither. Finally Caroline nodded.
"Fine. But only to prove to you that I'm not the girl you're looking for. Then I can go home."
"The girl- she resides inside his mansion."
Garnet's image flickered slightly. The spell maintaining their ghosts on this side was beginning to lose its strength. That only made her all the more furious. "Then we must get her out of there."
"How? Klaus continues to watch over her like a dog." one of the male witches said.
Devin chuckled maniacally. "Then we will just have to bait her."
"With what?" the witch asked.
Garnet smiled alongside Devin. "With the one thing she loves the most: her father."
When Caroline woke up, the sun was beginning to set.
Wow. Only a few hours have gone by? she wondered, stretching from the bed and yawning slightly. She slipped on her shoes and moved towards the door. With caution, she turned the knob and peered out into the hallway by poking out her head.
The hallway was dark and alone and she shrugged as she walked into it, making sure to shut the bedroom door behind her. She still remembered the vague tour Rebekah had given her which is how she managed to find the parlor again. She saw Rebekah lying down on the couch, seemingly asleep.
Then Caroline took another step and the floor creaked slightly and suddenly Rebekah was up and awake, startled.
"God, you startled me." Rebekah said, running a hand through her hair. "Finally awake?"
"Where's Klaus?" Caroline asked tentatively.
Rebekah shrugged. "He went out to run a few errands. Why?"
"No reason." Caroline said. "So... Rebekah. How old are you?"
Rebekah smiled in amusement. "You can sit down on the couch, Caroline. I'm not going to yell at you or anything."
Caroline nodded. "Right..."
"I was seventeen when I died and turned into a vampire." Rebekah said. "So, naturally, I'm a thousand and seventeen years old."
"I'm seventeen, too." Caroline said. "Well... My birthday is in like, a month so I'm pretty close to eighteen."
Rebekah nodded. "My brother Kol was, er, is eighteen... Technically."
"And... Klaus?"
Rebekah's eyes shimmered. "My my, Caroline. All of these questions about Nik, I'm certain you're smitten with him."
Caroline opened her mouth. "I'm just curious."
"Take a guess."
Caroline shrugged. "I don't know... early twenties? Maybe twenty-four or twenty-five?"
Rebekah sighed, "Just about."
Another silence fell upon the two girls when Rebekah sighed. "I'm sorry if I'm not very talkative. I've been surrounded by my brothers for centuries and I'm not exactly used to talking alone with another girl."
"I get it," Caroline said, despite the fact that she didn't even have any other siblings. Well- not ones that she would count. Then there were her best-friends whom were like siblings to her... But not quite.
"I guess I've never really had much girlfriends before." Rebekah stated emptily and sympathy washed through Caroline. She felt bad for this other blonde girl- she was lonely. Aside from her brothers, she probably had never had anyone else.
Caroline clicked her tongue, "Well-"
The doorbell rang suddenly, its sound echoing throughout the space and Caroline shut her mouth.
Rebekah's blue eyes rolled. "Give me a second, it's probably one of those annoying door to door salesmen."
"They still have those?"Caroline whispered, watching Rebekah disappear.
Rebekah swung the front door open, expecting to see somebody on the doorsteps but there was nobody except a whooshing sound and then a sharp impact in her chest. She gasped, looking down at the stake protruding her body.
Dammit. She thought as her body began to desiccate. She landed on the floor with a loud thump, causing Caroline to run and see what had happened. What she saw made her scream. Rebekah's body laid there, limp and gray with the veins popping out. It made her sick and then suddenly there was a man on the doorstep.
"Caroline Forbes?"
Caroline said nothing and gulped instead. Every bone in her body screamed for her to run but she was frozen in place.
"You're coming with me on behalf of Garnet and Devin."
Caroline's mind felt fuzzy and suddenly, all she saw was a dark void.
"What?" Bonnie screeched at her Grams. Sheila had just explained Caroline's whereabouts and right about now, both Bonnie and Elena were freaking out.
"She's alone with him? He's an Original vampire!" Bonnie added.
Sheila stayed calm. "She'll be fine, Bonnie. Klaus won't hurt her- you have to know that already."
Bonnie's brown eyes glimmered. "Grams... She doesn't know about anything. I mean, what if those other witches managed to kidnap her again?"
Elena shook her head. "Bonnie, your Grams already said that Klaus would protect her- we have to believe that it's true."
"Why wouldn't he hurt her?" Bonnie questioned again. She turned to Elena. "Didn't you say that Stefan and Damon had told you about Katherine running from Klaus because he was a sadistic murderer?"
"Because he loves her." Sheila stated. "Even if he might not yet realize it."
Elena shook her head. "Okay, this may be because I'm not a witch and I don't understand all of the lingo but... What do you mean by that? How can he not realize he loves her?"
"And better yet, he just met Caroline so how could he fall for her overnight? Literally?" Bonnie stressed.
Sheila's wise eyes looked at the two girl's solemnly. "Because he's seen her coming, child. For the last thousand years he's known about Caroline."
"How?" Elena asked.
Sheila retrieved the Grimoire. "Because the Original witch and her apprentice- the root of the Bennett family line- Aiana, foresaw it."
Bonnie blinked. "They predicted Caroline?"
Sheila nodded, opening the old spell book to a darkened page. That's how old it was. "Aiana had a vision from the Otherside- it showed her a girl with fair hair who possessed magic older than anything she'd ever known. Angelic powers. This girl could speak the language of the Heavens."
"Angelic powers... Grams, you never told me this. You just said that Caroline was a witch."
"Yes. A witch, as Aiana saw, that could potentially restore the natural balance of nature and of both worlds by either saving or eradicating the vampire race."
"I still don't see what Klaus' feelings specifically has to do with this." Elena stated.
"Klaus is the Original hybrid. Vampire and werewolf." Sheila motioned to old drawings on the page. "For Caroline to fulfill her destiny and restore balance, she needs the Originals because their blood isn't diluted. A vampire, a witch, a hybrid."
"But the Original witch died. How can she pull that off?"
Sheila shook her head. "If only I knew the answer to that one, Bonnie."
Rebekah was still gray and, well... Dead when Klaus found her. His eyes widened at the realization that Caroline was gone and there was a faint scent of another witch.
Klaus swore silently and leaned down the yank out the stake from Rebekah's chest. A few moments later, she gasped, her eyes wide.
Rebekah coughed. "What happened?"
"You were staked and they took Caroline." Klaus answered.
"Nik..."
"What?" Klaus asked, tossing the stake in the fireplace. When he found the witch that took Caroline, he was going to rip their heart out.
"The moon. Nik- the moon reaches its apex in about an hour. We have to get her back before Devin and Garnet are summoned."
"I know," he growled. "Come on,"
Caroline's head was throbbing when she regained consciousness. She was lying on a stone floor and the room was stuffy.
"Finally," a voice echoed from the walls. Out of nowhere there was light as trails of fire erupted from thin air, startling Caroline.
"So this is the girl everyone's been making a big deal about?" a guy said- Caroline recognized him as the person who'd staked Rebekah and taken her hostage. "She doesn't seem like much."
"She might not but she is stronger than you, that much I can sense." A female voice hissed. Caroline's eyes shimmered slightly, knowing that the voice belonged to the ghost, spirit thingy- whatever it was- that had tried to get her to say something last night. What was her name?
"Garnet." the unfamiliar male voice hissed as well. "Enough. We must prepare to be summoned."
"I won't do it," Caroline rasped at last, her eyes looking all around the room. Her wrists were chained; she couldn't exactly make a break for it.
"You will if you want your father to live," Garnet countered.
Caroline's eyes darkened slightly with defense. "You wouldn't."
"We would. Now, unless you're willing to see your father's death, I propose that you do as we say, understand?"
Caroline said nothing which turned to be a huge mistake because the next thing she knew, her mind was hissing in a sharp pain. She let out a strangled scream.
"Will you do as you are told?" Garnet pressed on in a harsher tone.
Caroline wanted to cry. She was never accustomed to pain- big or small. With a desperate cry, she bit her lip and nodded. The pain ceased slowly and she opened her eyes again.
Another girl, a witch apparently, went and unclasped Caroline's chains and she let her arms drop with a thud. The girl grabbed at Caroline and hoisted her up.
"Stand up" the girl growled. She placed something in Caroline's hand.
Caroline willed her legs to stand and she was guided to the center of the room. She stood as the witch backed up, nodding. The room felt... Cold. Desolate. Wrong.
Say the words, child. Say them and your father shall live on. Garnet's voice was poison in Caroline's head but nevertheless she did what she was told. She shut her eyes and suddenly her body and mind worked in overdrive mode. She remembered every detail of her nightmares and began to utter in a whisper the familiar words.
"Expergiscere caliginis, et lux" Caroline whispered, her body turning ice cold. Around her a circle formed, enflamed in fire. "Gemini caelorum erit enim immensa," she uttered. Another circle appeared and both Garnet and Devin hissed.
Outside, Caroline could hear something hit the cold ground with a thud but nevertheless, she couldn't stop what she started.
"Nox cum hoc vitae essentia," the final circle appeared and Caroline's eyes opened slowly. She watched in horror as a blur, no, two blurs passed into the room. Suddenly the male and female witches' hearts were lying on the floor. Caroline wanted to cry in agony as she tried to stop but found it impossible.
Klaus stopped and stared. He couldn't get past the circle, his fury spiking as he could already make out the faint outlines of Garnet and Devin. Outside the moon was bright, fueling the spell.
"Vita fit mors." Caroline whispered at last.
"Caroline, no!" Rebekah yelled. She reached forward only to be blown back by the barrier.
There had been a dagger in Caroline's hand and like a robot, she sliced her palm, blood spilling greedily onto the ground. There was a faint outline of a pentagram and then it was over as she tumbled to the ground, unconscious once more from the power strain.
Klaus swallowed. Before him stood two of the worst people he'd ever come to know. Garnet, in her long and vibrant crimson hair, stood out against Devin's bronze hair and intimidating eyes. They bore into Klaus that he had to break off the eye contact.
"Tell the witch we will return for her when her services are needed again," Garnet said. She smirked and examined her hand. "It's been a while since I felt the cold air against my living flesh."
Klaus winced, repulsed at just how wrong her words sounded.
"Do not think you are spared, Niklaus. We will return for you as well," Devin said.
"Like hell you will." Klaus spat. Garnet and Devin shared an amused look and with a shimmer, they were gone.
"Dammit!" Klaus growled. This was exactly what he wanted to avoid despite knowing he couldn't exactly intervene with how his fate played out. No matter how much he tried to change it and despite how strong or invincible he thought he was, he couldn't exactly battle with magic.
Rebekah hadn't said anything- she'd just watched the scene unfold in front of her. Truthfully she was trying her best not to show how scared she was. Garnet and Devin possessed the power to kill her and her brothers. That was, by definition in her book, not a good thing.
Klaus bent down and retrieved Caroline's sleeping body. He didn't want any of it. He didn't want to be tangled up in a mess that was so much greater than him. But it looked like the universe was laughing in his face- being cruel to retaliate how ruthless he'd been in his existence.
You get what you give, he thought sourly, walking out of the tomb they'd been in and into the night with Rebekah in tow. She knew how moody Klaus could get when things didn't exactly go as planned.
Rebekah wondered silently as she followed Nik. She wondered that if they had never turned, would they have led normal lives? Would Henrik or her mother still be alive? Would Nik be less bitter and actually be happy? She looked up at the moon, her mind drifting.
Would she have been a powerful witch like her mother?
A short chapter in my opinion. Bleh. Not sure how I feel about it. The next one is longer and will probably be up during the weekend, if not at the latest, Tuesday night (because I have school Monday and I still haven't done my piles of homework!)
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