A.N: This drabble features Tatia Petrova and Klaus right after Klaus killed Carol in Season 4 Episode 8. Review please!

Drabble Rating: M for character death.

Tatia stumbled into the woods. She could not face the man that had killed Carol. She could not, would not see him. Though she knew she was not fast enough to outrun him, she was swift enough to get a good ten minute start. She was crying as she ran. Tears of fear, of hate, of a broken heart.

"Good evening, Carol. You're looking for Tyler. I'd like a word with him myself." Niklaus said casually as he could. Tatia stayed very still and watched the events unfold before her eyes.

"Klaus, please. Don't hurt Tyler. He's my son. He's all I have." The older woman pleaded with the calm, yet furious Klaus.

"And you're all he has. That's a beautiful symmetry to that, don't you think?" he asked her before pushing her into the fountain head first. Tatia watched as Carol, a human, tried to withstand Niklaus's hybrid strength and fight for air. She watched as he continued to hold her head down until her movements slowed then stopped. Tatia didn't have to see the air bubbles pop for the last time as Carol Lockwood finally gave in and died. Niklaus stood up and before he could see her, before he could react, she ran.

Tatia stopped to catch her breathe, her heart hammering in her chest and her lungs squeezing to get the last ounce of air into them before she collapsed. She looked around, drying her eyes and let out a bloodcurled scream. She saw bodies headless or with gapping holes in their chests where their hearts should have been. The Original Petrova realized that she had ran to what had been a bloodbath just meer moments or hours before. She heard footsteps and ran to the Lockwood cellar, seeing Kimberly's beheaded corpse and her head just inches away. She pressed her hands to her mouth to stop another scream and hide in the shadows, away from the body and away from the coffin that held Rebekah, Niklaus's younger half-sister. She fell to the ground, sobbing silently.

She heard footsteps enter the cellar and heard Niklaus's voice. "Tatia love, I know you're here, come on, come out. Please."

Tatia trembled and stayed as still as she could. She would not come out, not for a million years. Evil had a name, and it's name was Niklaus. And that evil found her hiding spot, and dragged her out.

"Tatia why?" he asked.

She looked at the wall behind the blood covered blond hybrid. She would not look at him. She refused to. But she did speak, though she was so sure that was not her voice.

"You're a monster. You KILLED her. You KILLED all of them! Tyler didn't have anyone else and you killed HIS MOTHER!" she snarled.

Niklaus stood there unable to look at the woman he had loved in the face now. She knew it was not from shame. He felt nothing. He was nothing.

"You promised me that you would not kill again. YOU LIED TO ME! YOU ARE A LIAR NIKLAUS!" she continued, using his full name. She never called him Niklaus, it had always been Nik.

"And now I know that evil has a name. You are that evil." she hissed.

She saw the sword that lay on the ground and walked over to it, picking it up and placing it in his hand. She felt not the warm of it, just the coldness of the rusted steel. Then she moved to the point of the sword and lifted it, along with his hand. Niklaus finally looked at her this time, appalled at what she was doing.

"Do it. Kill me. Let's make a worse murderer out of you than you already are. And I will haunt you. Every waking moment, every dream, I will haunt you. I promise you this. Even if you cannot see me." she hissed.

Niklaus could not do it in the end, she noted. The sword fell to the ground and he wept. She walked past him and to the entrance to the cellar. Her last words for the night, for him hung in the air after she left.

"From this moment on; you're not my friend, you're not my lover, you are nothing…"