Caroline Forbes woke up with a pounding headache, which just seemed to keep piling as she assessed her surroundings. So far, nothing around her even held the slightest bit of memory as to where she was.
She could feel herself flooding into panic mood, as she raised quickly out of the sheets and ran for the door, as the sun light was streaming through. Suddenly, she was being burned. She screamed and fell onto the ground, as far from the door as possible as blisters showed across her skin.
"Nice try." Klaus said, coming out of a dark room and clapping, "Valiant effort, yet wasted."
Caroline pulled herself off the ground as her blisters began to heal, "Where am I? Take me back! You can't do this - I knew you were psycho but this is a whole new level of psycho!-"
"Take you back? And what gives you even the slightest idea that I'd take you back?" Klaus asked, "And as for where you are, that question will remain unanswered for some time."
Caroline was breathing hard, trying to inch herself as far away as she could from him, "Are you going to kill me?" She asked in a small voice.
"No." Klaus paused and considered this for a moment, "Not yet anyways."
She felt her undead heart give a painful lurch when he said 'not yet'.
"Please take me back." Caroline asked quietly, "This isn't the way to get Stefan."
"But he cares for you? Am I correct?" Klaus asked.
"No! He doesn't! In case it bypassed you, he's the Ripper now - he has no traces of humanity left in him. Because of you! You can't even handle the monster you created." Caroline dug her nails into the wall behind her.
"You've got quite the attitude for a young avid vampire." Klaus held her glance with his, "Probably best if you drop that, if you want to live beyond a day."
Caroline swallowed the fear blossoming in her veins, "Kill me now then!" Caroline squeezed her eyes shut, "Come on now! I don't want to sit around in anticipation waiting for you to snap my neck, just do it now." Her eyes were still clenched shut.
What on earth are you thinking? Caroline wildly thought to herself.
She could hear his footsteps coming towards her, she struggled to keep her composure.
His hand lightly grazed her neck, removing a piece of blonde hair that covered her pale neck. Caroline took in a intake of breath, possibly her last.
Suddenly his lips were by her ear, gently moving against it as he whispered, "The torture would be, to keep you alive, little vampire." He whispered, his lips gently grazing her ear every now and then. Sending unwanted shivers down her body.
She snapped her eyes open and pressed herself against the wall.
Klaus smirked, "Quite the jumpy one, aren't you?"
"I was just kidnapped by a psychotic vampire trying to kill all of my friends! Oh, did I forget to mention you turned Tyler into your bitch?" Caroline spat out the last word like poison. She only swore when she was really pissed or really distressed, and right now - she was a little bit of both.
"As for the door, I had one of my Witch friends come along and enchant that, specifically for you." Klaus played with a piece of her hair that was framing her face. Curling it around his finger.
"Take. Me. Back." She said through clenched teeth.
"How many times are you going to say that before you understand?" Klaus just shook his head, "You aren't going back Caroline. Not until I get what I want."
Caroline's eyes widened until they were as big as saucers, she shoved him back, "I fucking hate you!" She shouted, anger coursing through her veins.
"The feeling is mutual." Klaus said sourly.
"Let me out of here you psychotic bastard!" Caroline shouted, suddenly she was being held up against the wall.
His body pinning her's there, "Let's remember, that I'm the Original, you're just a baby vampire. I could kill you so fast that you wouldn't have time to blink or even to form a thought. I could also kill everyone you love, including that little hybrid of yours and that witch."
"Don't you dare touch Bonnie." Caroline pursed her lips, "As for Tyler, you wouldn't kill him. He's one of your hybrids."
"I can always make more. Tyler seems promising, but not promising enough." Klaus warned her, "If you want to keep them safe - then you better keep yourself in check, Miss. Forbes, it'd be in your best interest."
Klaus had gone out for a bite to eat, which in Caroline's eyes meant, murdering someone and then arriving back wherever the two currently were. When he left, she took this as a chance to scope the house they were in, hoping to find a phone - a window, anything.
Yet when she tried to climb out a window, the moon burned her. Which was quite strange.
If I find that fucking witch, I'm going to kill her. Caroline stubbornly thought.
She entered a room with pink paint on the walls and a wardrobe full of clothes.. that looked oddly familiar, she was struck with a sudden realization they were her clothes. She went through drawers and found her make up bag, her curler, straightner, shampoo and conditioner. He'd planned everything out.
Caroline quickly walked out of the room, suddenly feeling dizzy. She stumbled upon a dark room tucked away, realizing that it was Klaus's room. How she knew it was his, she didn't know. Maybe because the room reeked of his spicy cologne he seemed to wear at all times.
She spotted a phone on the beside table, and she thought she could hear angels singing. She darted across the room and dialed so fast her fingers turned into a blur.
"Hello?" A grudgingly vampire asked from the other side.
"Damon! Help! It's me, Caroline!" Caroline quickly said into the phone, "I don't have much time, he'll be coming back at any minute."
"Caroline? Where are you!" Damon said, his voice alert.
"I don't know Damon, but I'm really scared. I don't know what to do." Caroline felt tears threatening to boil over, "I tried to go through the door, but it burned me. Then I tried to go through the window when the sun was down - and the moon burned me! He had some witch use some seriously strong magic. I can't leave."
"We'll need Bonnie." Damon noted to himself, "Look out the window, what do you see?"
Caroline ran over to the window, "The entrance to a forest.. um, a lawn chair.. the house is a light blue or a white from what I can tell.. oh Damon, I'm so scared." Caroline put her face in her hands, "Why me?"
"Caroline, you need to calm down. We're going to get you out of there as soon as we can." Damon sounded concerned, which seemed to calm Caroline down.
"He's going to kill me soon, Damon. I can feel it coming, I don't know what's worse, the waiting or actually living with him, he already has my clothes and stuff! He's been planning this." Caroline ran a hand through her curly blonde hair.
"Or he compelled your Mom to let him into the house and took your clothes and convinced her you were off for a trip of some sorts." Damon punched something.
She sighed into the phone, "This is so horrible.. why me? How many times do I need to say 'why me' until it makes sense?"
Damon ran a hand through his dark hair, "I don't know why you either. Apparently he's delusional into thinking Stefan has a thing for you."
Caroline heard a door open, "I have to go - he's here." She whispered, hanging up the phone and putting it back on it's place on the bedside table and racing to her room and slamming the door.
She laid in her bed that night, trying to keep tears from leaking down her face as she stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling. She had changed into a pink tank top and boxed shorts and put her hair up. Yet she couldn't sleep.
We're going to get you out of there as soon as we can.
That time couldn't come fast enough for her.