Chapter III : The New Vampire
A/N: Back with another chapter again guys. Thanks for all the reviews, you have no idea how much they mean to me. Keep them coming for me, yeah?
Caroline woke up from unconsciousness couple hours later, in a dark and smelly dungeon quickly repositioning herself so she sat Indian style. And then, she started remembering all the things that transpired within the day. Antique Store. Witch. Curse. Doppelgangers. Sacrifice. Creepy people that seemed to think dressing in outfits from the 1500s was cool. Klaus. The man from the painting.
Which lead her to her next thought.
"How the hell am I here? What is going on? Why is Klaus dressed as someone from the 1500s? Didn't think that a crazy immortal Original is crazy about cosplay..."
Caroline let her eyes wander around the cell she was forced in. There was no way that this is legal in the 21st century. For a second, her thoughts drifted to the one the Salvatore boarding house had in the basement. The one she is in is also of a similar fashion except, the iron rods were floor to ceiling. If she squinted her eyes enough, Caroline could see the light from the daylight above, casting a highlight over the dank stairwell. She could also hear voices. British ones.
"Who is she, Niklaus? Why is she here?"
"Brother, why don't you leave that to me."
"Who is she to you?"
"Obviously nothing if she's still unconscious in the dungeon, Elijah."
There was a pause in their conversation. And then there was some vamp speeding, and suddenly they were in front of her.
"On second thought," Klaus smirked at Caroline's standing figure.
"Who are you?" Caroline found herself asking, even though she knew the answer. The devil who tormented her best friend for over 500 years. She played along, adding "And why are you wearing that?"
That was a genuine question.
"Darling, I think it should be me asking that question to you," as Klaus crouched down to her level.
Klaus took the time to admire her beauty again. Even in the dirty dungeon, this girl still radiated this fierce strength, and beautiful light. But, it didn't explain those clothes. And her accent.
"She's not from here," His thoughts were disrupted with the girl's question.
Caroline was in deep ponder, and before she even thought, she spoke her mind.
"What year is this?"
"1492, love," Klaus replied. The girl backed up, her eyes darting all over the place. Klaus was puzzled. It was as if she was expecting a different answer.
Caroline, knew what would go wrong if she were to say the truth. That she was from a different time year. From the future. She would get killed. Probably because he would think that she was lying.
"I thought this was 1490," Caroline made something up on the spot.
"Stupid, Care. So stupid!"
"I'm afraid you're wrong, sweetheart," Klaus responded.
Caroline needed to make up something instead. Do people in the 1500s understand the meaning of coma? Can a vampire even get into comas?
"The witch..." Caroline slowly repositioned herself so her back was straight and away from Klaus. Her eyes flickered to Klaus, confirmed that for now he was buying the story, and went back to the worried/confused look she was playing.
"The bitch. She hated vampires. My friend, the witch, was...courting one for a short while, and he betrayed her. So she put every vampire in the town to sleep. I was caught in their cross-fire. It seems I was asleep for two years than."
Elijah and Klaus' ears both perked up when they heard her foul language. But, Elijah supposed, given the circumstances, she could be excused for one time.
The noble man, decided to make his presence known, with a comment about her accent.
"Where are you from? You do not sound British,"
Crap. She forgot about that tiny fact.
"Scot," she hesitated, and then continued, "Yes, I am of Scottish heritage."
Shit. Crap. Fuck. Why the fuck did I say that. I don't know a lick of Gaelic. She thought to herself. That's it. Klaus and his brother was going to kill her.
Klaus, on the other hand, knew this woman was lying. But he also knew that this lady was entertaining him.
"What's your name?"
"Caroline," she squeaked.
Caroline. The name felt perfect on his lips.
"Caroline, that's a beautiful name," Klaus made his pleasure with the name known to the girl, and gave his signature smirk, dimples and all.
Caroline fell into Klaus' blue-eyed gaze. Such a deep, rich colour. She didn't even know that that shade of blue could exist. She was shaken to the core. How could someone so beautiful, cause so much terror? So much future terror?
Her thoughts were interrupted by Elijah, the older brother. The one Katherine liked. But Katherine was terrified of them. She needed to get out of there, and fast before they asked questions she couldn't answer.
"So, Caroline, what are you doing here?"
"Good question...Lord Elijah." Caroline hesitated with that last bit, "I was looking for someone. I have been looking for a long time, before I got into that little - situation - and I want her."
"Who is it that you're looking for exactly? We can employ our resources to find this girl," Klaus jumped aboard with the idea of helping Caroline. Spending time with her. Wearing her down. Seducing her into his bed. Hearing her moan in pleasure would be a drug to his ears.
And then killing her before her heart could beat another time.
But this would be the first time, he would feel an inch of remorse. Klaus suspected it wouldn't take so long. This aura of radiance he was sensing from this girl, was something that would die out very quickly.
"Uhmm, she goes by the name of Katerina Petrova,"
The shock on the lords' faces, was priceless.
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Katherine was running, running, running. Toward the voices that were chattering. About what, she doesn't care. She's Katherine Pierce, why would she care of such trivial, human issues?
Katherine came across...a small village? Where did that witch send her? She knew the best way to help herself, is to listen to conversations. They tell one more than they think.
"What day is it, good man?"
"July 20, 1492, sir,"
Katherine reeled from what she just heard. 1492. The witch sent them to another time period. In her 500 years of existence, she didn't hear anything in the likes of time travel.
She went to the man that mentioned the date. She needed the time, and a place to stay, and clothes. What better way to get that from an unsuspecting man?
"Excuse me, sir. I need your help," God, can't believe I'm saying this. "I need shelter, and some clothes. Care to provide?" Katherine asked, knowing the answer.
"Yes,"
"Perfect. Lead the way," Katherine followed the man. She had full intention of feasting on him and his wife, and maybe any delicious sons he had. She giggled quietly at the thought.
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"I'm sorry, what do you know of Katerina Petrova?" Elijah asked, thinking of the human girl that was currently in her bedroom chambers, sleeping peacefully. Klaus' birthday the night before was a spectacle, but he knew that Klaus' best gift, would be the doppelganger. There was no way in Elijah's mind that this Caroline was speaking of the same Katerina. He overheard her introducing herself as Katherine at the ball.
Katerina was the most beautiful creature Elijah had come across. In the five centuries he's come to live through, things have started to dull. Klaus didn't leave any room for any personal happiness in his life, and Elijah had made it his personal duty to find his brother's redemption, so Klaus can find his own happiness.
"Is she with you?" Caroline retorted, not answering the question. If Katherine was right, than she couldn't trust these people.
"No," Klaus answered for Elijah.
"So Katherine isn't here. Than where can she be?" Caroline thought to herself. She figured, if she could find Katherine, and find a witch, than she can get back to her time period. Caroline needed to get back and save her mom. But she quickly realized the dumb idea that was.
"Than I'll need a witch that can help me. I want to locate Katerina Petrova,"
"What reason could you possibly have for wanting a human?" Klaus asked.
"Caroline demanded for a witch, from an Original vampire! How dare she?"
In all honesty, he wanted to be furious. But he was going to keep his cool. Inwardly, he thought of how amusing it is to finally have a dominant female presence that wasn't his sister. Every other member of the female gender he has come across, have either been too boring, and annoyingly trying to be someone they are not. Or their blood tasted delicious.
The more he was hearing Caroline speak, he was already being mesmerized. She was strong. She wasn't all fearing of him. She wasn't kissing his feet. This was different. But he knew she needed to die. Klaus needed to prove to himself, more than anything, that Caroline was just the same as every other woman he's ever met. That Klaus, was invincible to the prowess of females. Even ones as magnificent as Caroline.
"Klaus?"
Klaus' thoughts were distracted by her voice. He liked hearing his name through those lips, in her odd, but delicate accent.
Elijah, on the other hand, raised his eyebrow in a questioning position. She addressed his brother without his title. And she didn't get killed for it. Her implications were more surprising by every minute of her presence here. He knew that, whether she was attractive or not, Klaus would have killed her for something as small as this.
"You address him by his title, Caroline," Elijah corrected her.
Klaus then seemed to snap out of his moment.
"Yes, well. He wasn't responding back." Caroline look was accusatory. Her eyes narrowed at his gaze.
"Which was?" Klaus asked her again.
"I need Katerina because she has something that belongs to me. I tracked her here, and I need to find her. As soon as possible. This is of utmost delicacy, I assure you."
Caroline was trying very hard to speak like a person of this time. It helped that she watched a shit load of television. She just grabbed the personality of Rachel Duncan from Orphan Black, a T.V show about clones. She was Caroline's favourite uber bitch.
Klaus, hearing her words, wondered whether or not to ask further about this 'thing'. What was it? And what the bloody hell was Katherine doing with it?
"Well, we will see to it that this gets sorted out very quickly," Elijah breathed out, and walked out, Klaus following his lead.
"Hey!" Caroline exclaimed in shock. The two brothers looked at each other before glancing downward, forgetting momentarily that they had a young lady trapped in a prison cell. Vampire or not, they were not savages.
Klaus was the first to react, grabbing the key off the hook and letting out the baby vampire. Her scent trailed behind her, leaving a fresh scent of lemons, and rosemary. It took everything in Klaus' will not to breathe it in, as he was looking at Caroline's stare.
Caroline turned back to Klaus, who was walking behind him, to say something. If she needed to channel Rachel Duncan than she needed to look at him dead in the eye, with no emotion.
"You trapped me in this cell of your's, and it seems now that I have soiled my clothes. See to it that I get clean ones, will you Lord Klaus?"
She turned back around and headed straight up for the stairs, a knowing look in her eye.
Caroline knew that at any moment Klaus would kill her for not treating him like the lord he is, but she knew the look in his eyes. It was one that was shared by Matt sometimes. Lust. He wanted her, so she was going to make him work for it. Enough so he can help her get back home to her true love.
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Katherine was in the poor-people hut, looking for something salvageable she could wear. Anything that would make her look like a desirable young lady, fragile and needy. Ugh. As if she needed to wear something regal. Katherine was perfect in every way, shape and form. She could wear peasant clothing and she could bring a king to his knees.
Katherine knew that this was the time that everything went so right, and yet so wrong. Katherine became a vampire in 1492, and she escaped the plans that Klaus Mikaelson had for her with the sacrifice. At the same time, she lost her family because of it. She paid a big price for betraying him. It was a decision she would question for 500 years. Was being a vampire worth the loss of her family?
Katherine still didn't know the answer.
She finally found something worthy of being draped on her body, and quickly changed out of her skinny jeans and tight black top. For the time being she was safe. And that was all she could ask for.
Katherine walked out of the poor couple's bedroom, and into the main hall of their little shack. It was quaint, small and nice. It something at one point she would have wanted for her daughter's.
"I thank you for lending me clean dresses to wear," Katherine thanked.
She left the shack, her eyes glancing to the shelter, just in time to hear the screams of the mother.
"Oh Lucas, Cassiel! My babies,"
Katherine wore her signature smirk, walked toward the town again, in search for a place she could stay, permanently until she could find a witch. Obviously, not in this place. Maybe one a couple towns over.
Finally, she was in her element.
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Caroline was getting comfortable in her new room. After Elijah - sorry - Lord Elijah and Lord Klaus escorted her to a guest bedroom, they reminded her that they were at her disposal and should she need anything, all she would have to do was call them over.
Bullshit.
They want something with her, Caroline knew this. They were probably talking about her this second. Did they think that Caroline was lying now? Did they think that Caroline of all people has any strength in dethroning them? She would call them crazy, if that were the case. Come on, Caroline was a baby vampire. She barely knew who she was now, let alone be able to throw over the oldest vampire in the history of time.
The Originals, Katherine called them.
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Klaus' mind just wouldn't let up on the blonde vampire, probably sleeping in the room beside him. He didn't even know why it was her in particular. Why she was the one to keep his thoughts on her, all the time since they have met a couple hours before.
But secretly, Klaus knew.
She was beautiful, and strong, and full of light. It sounds like something he employ when he wanted to bring a lady to his bed. But this was the only time, he has actually meant it. Those words, sounded so used, and so human. Caroline was otherworldly.
He wanted her in every sense of the word. This spell she has put him under was unbelievable.
Caroline.
He quietly fumed. This one needed to go. Klaus formulated a plan in his mind. Find out who this girl was, what she was after, and kill her. After bedding her of course. He was going to enjoy her while he could. He was a man, and she was a woman, and she was beautiful. What more what needed?
A slight suspicion basked over him. Could she be a spy? Could she be, right now, relaying information to him?
Mikael. His step-father.
Klaus suddenly stood up in his bed. Eyes awakening wide at this assumption. He quickly relayed everything that he had told Caroline. He should have known. Mikael was not above compelling beautiful vampires to spy on his sons.
"But her eyes didn't show tell-tale signs of compulsion"
Niklaus quickly chided himself. He was grasping at any situation plausible to explain why Caroline would be forced into this, as opposed to just accepting that Caroline could want this. Want him dead.
He didn't know what to think or what to do. The obvious choice, kill the girl. But he didn't want to do that. Klaus wanted to see what he could get out of her first. He did the only thing he knew how to do.
Go to his older brother.
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Elijah was reading in his private library. As much as he loved his brother, it seemed like Niklaus demanded attention at all hours of the day. Years and years of disapproval and shunning of Niklaus at the hands of his parents, and he diagnosed that secretly Klaus wanted approval from family of some kind.
And Elijah was happy to provide.
His thoughts drifted from Niklaus to Caroline.
No, not like that. Klaus had already staked his claim on Caroline. Not that it mattered, the girl barely looked eighteen. Elijah was not into eighteen-year old girls.
The new vampire sitting in this home, in a guest room, that coincidentally was placed next to Klaus'. Not that she had any idea. Elijah didn't decide whether he liked her or not yet. She seemed stubborn and determined, reminded him of an annoying little brother. But she was...good. Innocent. In this society, it was really hard to find someone like that.
His thoughts drifted to what she asked for.
"Uhmm, she goes by the name of Katherine Pierce"
What could she possibly want with Katherine Pierce? Katherine was naive, and true to her name, pure. She doesn't even know about the supernatural that roam the night. How could she steal from one?
Just than, Trevor walked into the room. The man has been good to him in retrieving Katerina for him. Elijah hoped that he would stay loyal to him.
"Lord Elijah," Trevor addressed.
"Trevor," Elijah grinned, "What can I do for you?"
"There has been reports of Katherine running amok near Old Reading,"
"Impossible, Katerina is upstairs this second. In fact, I can hear her breathing right now. And human heart beats."
"I believe this to be false, but I was wondering if you would like to come with me to see this Katherine for ourselves," Trevor grinned in a sly manner.
"Are you encouraging me to go out to joust?" Elijah confirmed.
He had a feeling about this one, call it intuition.
"Let's go meet this girl who calls herself the doppelganger." Elijah smirked acting nothing like himself.
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Katherine found herself a nice house. Finally, she reached a place worthy of her presence. She quickly killed, and left the bodies of its occupants in the lower cellar of the place. She was above trying to bury the bodies. Someone else would clean up after her.
She sat down in the chair next to her, thinking about what Caroline would be going through right now. She had no doubt that Caroline was smart enough to get herself a witch, to get herself back to her time.
Katherine wasn't much of a religious person, but for the first time, she sincerely prayed that Caroline didn't herself captured by Klaus Mikaelson. That man was two steps ahead of everyone else, and if Caroline crossed him, she was good as dead.
Or Caroline might be running side by side with Katherine Pierce, raging Klaus following them behind.
The stars casted a light into the room through the big gaping holes. She forgot how beautiful the stars were in this time. In the future, humans refer to stars as their celebrities. Pathetic. They paled in comparison to the sky.
Katherine's eyes darted to the door. She heard noises, voices. She exhaled very slowly, aware that they could possibly be hearing her right that second. She quietly gathered her dress, slightly hiking them up, getting ready to take flight.
By the time Trevor and...him. Her thought process slowed for a minute. She hid behind the gaping hole window and peered into the window to see Elijah.
Her precious Elijah.
He saw her too, she could tell. While Trevor and his lackeys were rummaging through the chests, which probably held the stolen jewels of the noble she killed, Elijah glanced out the window to see those eyes. Katerina's eyes. Tatia's eyes.
The woman slowly lifted herself so her full face was in view, at the discretion of Trevor. She put her fingers to her lips, asking him to keep quiet.
Elijah's eyes looked to her luscious lips, ones he desperately wanted to kiss. But he couldn't. Because she was going to die. And he didn't want his heart broken. Not again.
He barely caught the words that she mouthed in silent, but he did.
"I'll see you soon,"
His brain finally caught up to his heart, and he realized that he was seeing a girl that looked like Katerina Petrova, who looked like Tatia, but evidence showed this girl wasn't either of those people. He couldn't hear a human heartbeat, her ability to run out of sight was admirable.
She was a vampire.
Without a second thought, he ran out the door disregarding the vampires inside, and grabbed the woman's arm.
"Tatia?" Elijah asked the lady in front of him, grasping her wrist in an iron grip.
"Guess again. Actually, don't. That's not important. Right now you need to get me out of here,"
"You are not supposed to be a vampire. Klaus will be very angry at what has transpired,"
"I assure you, your beautiful human doppelganger is still at the palace. Let me go, Elijah."
"You know my name?"
"We've been very intimate, my lord." the lady giggled.
"How come I don't remember this?" Elijah asked again. This woman in front of him was boggling his mind, "I think I would remember if I was with you,"
"You do, 'Lijah,"
And the girl, using the distraction, ran off again, leaving Elijah confused more than ever.
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Elijah walked into his bedroom, ready to go to bed after a long night, to see Niklaus pacing back and forth, panic flooded his eyes.
"What now? I wish to go to bed,"
'It's Caroline,"
"Of course, Niklaus. Ever since she's been here, it's all about Caroline isn't it?"
Klaus ignored his brother's comment, and continued.
"What if she's a gift from Mikael?"
Elijah's eyes darkened. He had been so stupid. Nik brought up a valid point. He paused before continuing.
"What did you do?" Elijah asked lamely. He didn't like this idea that Caroline was someone sent from their father.
"I came to you first. Where were you? Off galvanizing with Katerina?" It was Klaus' turn to get mad. He didn't like that his older brother was falling head over heels in love.
Elijah inhaled heavily at his brother's silly antics before responding, ignoring Niklaus.
"Should we send her to the dungeon?"
Niklaus' answer was an astounding yes. "I swear, if she ends up being one of Mikael's lackeys than I will kill her and everyone she's ever met," and with that, Niklaus walked out.
"When are you going to get yourself better threats?" Elijah remarked, following him behind.
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Caroline slept after a long time of looking up to the ceiling, thinking of ways that included finding a witch. Even then it wouldn't guarantee that she would be able to find Katherine and get themselves to the past.
She refused to believe that Katherine would simply be left off the hook because of the danger that she put her mother in.
Her mother.
She dreamed of alternate universes, where she and her mother were happy. Where she could live a life of a pop-star, touring city after city, pleasing crowds with her vocals. Where she was happy with Matt. Somewhere she could hang out with Elena and Bonnie. These things mattered in Caroline's heart.
She woke up to the sound of the door breaking at its hinges, bursting with Elijah and Klaus, followed by a flank of vampires, all working under Klaus.
This was not looking good.
"It seems, love, that your vague answers about where you are from are enough to keep you alive," Klaus started off.
"I told you, I'm from Scotland." But Caroline knew that sounded stupid, even from her ears.
"Tell me that Mikael sent you, and I swear…" Klaus angrily replied.
"Who's Mikael?"
Klaus and Elijah decided that she was lying, so they took her away, snapping her neck first. It sent her whole world into darkness.
When Caroline woke up a third time that night, she was back in the dungeon cell she started off in. So much for their hospitality. She should have taken advantage of it when she could.
"Start by explaining everything to me, now" Klaus threathened.
"Well, you wouldn't like what I had to say anyway,"
Ooh, Caroline is back in the dungeons, again. Sorry guys, I don't like seeing Caroline in there either, but the story just took this turn. I realized that it would be unrealistic of Caroline to be allowed into her home without suspicion from the brothers that she was from Mikael.
There's this plot line that's coming up soon that would serve as the main arc. There's a spoiler on my profile that you should check out which is on my profile page. So click my name and check out the spoiler. Or not.
Anyway, my tumblr is ophiuchus . ixii . tumblr . com,
EDITED - 24/12/16
Stay safe.
Till Next Time,
Ann