Chapter 3
"So you had no Idea that he was alive." Stefan asked, uncomfortably sitting in a black leather chair. Klaus to his left. Connie and Katherine were in the other room talking to Rebekah.
"Of course, Stefan. People that can kill me, just as easily as one of your white oak stakes are on the top of my watch list, I assure you." Klaus responded, standing up quickly and walking over to his wet bar. "Can I offer you a drink?"
"Sure, why not."
"I wasn't even sure that Argon existed. It was a rumor really. My mother never spoke of him. I had to read about it in an old text I happened upon in England in the 1700's." Klaus explained while pouring two drinks. He casually walked over to Stefan and handed him one. Stefan hesitated, then took an healthy sip. He needed it. The cravings that he still had were overwhelming at times.
"There must be something really important to him in that grimwar. I just wonder why he waited this long to come looking for it." Stefan pondered.
"My guess is that it was in the tomb, and once it was opened, he knew that he could get to it. And once he realized it was missing, he just traced everyone who had access then went from there. There is another thing." Klaus paused. He was lost in thought. He finished off his drink, then continued. "Argon is one of a kind."
"One of what?"
"Supposedly, if the ancient text was true, long ago, a witch created a powerful being. My mother. It was more like trial and error I assume. Anyways this being is supposed to posses the powers of a witch, vampire, and a werewolf. If true it would make him a truly unstoppable adversary."
"Luckily Klaus, you and I have the same mother." Argon said, appearing in a mist on the far side of the room. That was the first time Stefan saw shock on an Original's face. Argon closed his eyes and raised his arm towards Stefan. At that instant, the Salvatore, raised up out of the chair, suspended in mid-air. Pain shot through his body, yet he could not scream. "I thought that the book was destroyed. Unfortunate for you, your former love, somehow lied to me, and now you will pay the price." With a quick gesture, Stefan slammed into the far wall, crumbling the marble, which pieces fell upon him as he lay motionless on the floor.
"Brother, that is no way to treat a guest." Klaus said confidently.
Argon raised his arm, by an unseen force, Klaus flew off the floor over to him. The Original remained suspended. Argon's hand firmly around his neck.
"Let's get this one thing straight, uhem, brother. I have the ability to send you to hell with just a breath. Now once the Salvatore awakes, it would be in his, and YOURS, best interest to get my book and have it here by sundown tomorrow, or believe me, my brother, I will wipe you and your families name from it's very existence. Understand." Argon said, letting go of Klaus' neck. He feel to his knees. The pain was nothing like he had ever felt before. Klaus looked up at the thing before him, swearing at his mother under his breath.
"Yes, brother. I understand completely."
"Good." Argon disappeared as quickly as he appeared.
Klaus made his way over to Stefan, who was still laying on the floor. Rebekah, Katherine, and Caroline rushed in.
"What did you do to him Klaus?" Caroline demanded, her eyes burning into his.
"As much as I would like to claim his suffering, you have my brother Argon to thank for this." Klaus retorted.
"Brother?" Rebekah asked, clearly puzzled.
"Argon was here?" Katherine asked.
"Yes. And if we do not get his precious book by sundown tomorrow, we all will be suffering. Unlike any pain you have ever experienced before!" Klaus stated. Picking up Stefan and sitting him in the chair.