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Klaus refused to let his anger and fear be seen again. Stefan clearly understood the effect his actions had on the hybrid. And that would never be caught by anyone else.

Klaus remained calm and collected as he walked into the grill and immediately spotted Damon and Elena. "Don't mind me." He interrupted what seemed to be flirting.

They both turned around quickly. "Klaus." Elena gasped. She said it with such fear. It caused the original hybrid's smirk to broaden even more.

Damon took a step closer and looked around. "You're gonna do this in the grill? In front of everyone?" He asked condescendingly.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I just came down to my local pub to grab a drink with a mate." He turned to his hybrid. "Get a round then, would you Tony?"

Damon narrowed his eyes. "I'm surprised you stuck around long enough for happy hour."

Klaus' amusement now vanished. His jaw jutted and he looked at both of them accusingly. "My sister seems to be missing…need to sort that out."

"Cute, blond, bombshell, psycho? Shouldn't be too hard to find." Damon said innocently.

Klaus took a step closer. "Truth is, I've grown to rather like your little town. Think I might fancy a home here." He took the dart out of Damon's grasp. "Now, I imagine you're wondering how does this effect you. And the answer is not in the slightest. As long as I get what I want and everyone behaves themselves you can go on living your little lives however you choose. You have my word."

Elena's face was horrified at the idea of Klaus permanently living in Mystic Falls. "What more could you possibly want?" She asked in all honesty.

"Well, for starters, you can tell me where I might find Stefan." Klaus was right in Elena's face, hoping he would scare the answer out of her. She was always weak. He didn't understand what every boy in this pathetic town saw in the doppelgänger.

Damon saw his cue to intervene and stepped between the two of them. "Stefan skipped town the moment after he saved your ass." He informed him.

Klaus turned to the board. "Well you see, that is a shame." He flung the dart and it landed right in the middle of the board, perfectly hitting the bull's-eye. "Your brother stole from me." Klaus snapped. "I need him found so I can take back what's mine."

Elena inhaled deeply. "That sounds like a Klaus and Stefan problem." She felt so brave saying it to him. Klaus got close to her, about to threaten her. But Damon came out of nowhere, standing protectively in front of her.

The gesture caused Klaus to laugh darkly. "Well, this is me broadening the scopes sweetheart." Then he took a step back and looked back and forth between the two of them. "All of you think you're so much better than me, playing by the rules and not lowering yourselves to what you believe as my dishonorable methods." Then Klaus locked eyes with Damon. "But you harmed an innocent just as I have. So really, how much better are you?"

Damon became confused at what Klaus spoke of. Then he somewhat remembered hearing something at the front of the house as he waited for his cue to attack. There had been someone else besides Katherine at Mikael's hands.

"That broad…whoever…was never part of our plan. Mikael never told us what he was going to do. So whatever it is Stefan took from you, we don't have a part in it." Damon informed him.

Klaus' jaw flexed at him calling Hayley a broad. Before they knew it, Klaus had grabbed Elena and a knife from a nearby table. He held her small body against his chest and he wavered the weapon over her throat. Damon took a step forward but Klaus shook his head threateningly.

Klaus saw Damon looking around to see a reaction from the general public. "Oh, don't worry. This entire place has been compelled to ignore any and all of my actions." Klaus informed him. Then his face darkened. "I want you to find your fool of a brother and give him a message. Either he returns what belongs to me, or I'll start killing people in this town, one by one." He then shoved Elena into Damon's arms. "Test my threat and I promise, you'll regret it."

Hayley's head rose from resting unconsciously on her knees. Everything came rushing back to her all at once. She'd been in a car with people she didn't know. But they had all assured her she wouldn't be harmed. They were driving her back home. And for some reason, she believed them. But her trust didn't matter, because it was only a few minutes later that her car crashed off the road. It spun and fishtailed until it completely rolled down the street. Luckily she had her seatbelt out. But the people in the car weren't as fortunate as her.

They all were alive and survived the crash. But before they could break their way out of the demolished car, they were being ripped from it against their will. Hayley watched one person's heart get ripped from their chest. Panic surged through her at the sight and she frantically tried to undo her seatbelt and make her way out of the car before they could get to her. It wasn't until she had to use all of her strength that she noticed how much pain her body was in. Apparently, car crashes caused quite a few injuries on the human body.

But that was the last thing she remembered. She didn't recall being taken or even seeing who had caused her journey home to be stopped.

Now, Hayley looked around her surroundings to see that she appeared to be in some sort of shed. It was old, dusty, and she was sitting on top of a layer of dirt. Once again, she was locked in place. But this time, only one of her hands was cuffed.

"Where is everyone getting all of these fucking handcuffs?" Hayley hissed to herself. She yanked her hand, but the other cuff was locked on a metal bar built into the shed. She continued to bang and pull. Even though she knew it was useless, she was letting out her frustration. But the wasted effort also reminded her how many injuries her body sustained. There was no reflection for her to see the black bruise that covered half her face. But she could feel a cracked ribs, the broken wrist of her un-cuffed hand, and various cuts across her entire body.

As Hayley breathed heavily, she rested her had back against the uneven wood of the shed. What were all of these people expecting from her? She could barely remember what happened the other night. Katherine had hit her over the head harder than she believed, making it difficult to process anything that was going on around her. All Hayley could remember was the pain as the knife was stabbed into her back and the sound as her body hit the ground hard. If Mikael wasn't the one who she believed was Klaus, then she had yet to see the original that killed Elijah.

At that moment, Hayley made a vow that she would find Klaus. They say he's indestructible, that he is forever immortal. But she would find a way. She would let revenge control her life just like Elijah had.

Damon had tackled Stefan out of the witch house and repeatedly stabbed a thick branch into his stomach. He had to put his point across about how angry he was for his little brother ruining the best plan they ever had to destroy the original hybrid.

Damon didn't believe that Stefan did it all to save him. He didn't want to be saved. He didn't need to be saved. After all of this, what did Stefan owe him?

He stood up from the ground as Stefan suffered in pain on the ground. Damon looked down at him, pressing for his brother's attention. "Klaus made it obvious that he believes you took more from him than just his coffins." Damon said slowly to his younger brother.

Stefan's eyes flickered to meet his just a second before he ripped the branch out of him again. "There's nothing else that matter to Klaus besides his family." He lied to him.

"Do you have her?" Damon urged. He sighed when Stefan didn't answer right away. "You know what? I could care less if you have the chick." He tossed his hands up to show how little he cared about the matter at hand. Damon turned to start walking away and then stopped. "I'm not doing it. Everyone thinks I'll be the good guy now that you're trying to be the emotionless ripper. But I'm not doing it." Damon hissed before he walked away.

Stefan just looked at the ground, pretending not to have any reaction to his older brother's words. He went back inside the old house without another look at his disappointed brother.

Damon only got a few yards into the woods when a sound caught his attention. It couldn't be Stefan since it was coming from the opposite direction of the house. His curiosity got the best of him as he started following the noise. A few minutes later, he saw a small shed in the distance. He could hear a heartbeat. Whoever was in there, was clearly a human. Damon glanced around the forest to double check that he was alone. Then he listened for his brother and clarified that since he couldn't hear Stefan, Stefan couldn't hear him.

Damon turned the handle of the door, but it had been locked. He heard the human's heart speed a little at the sound of him trying to enter. Damon lightly shoved his shoulder at the door and the lock easily came undone. Clearly the precaution had been made to stop a human, not a vampire. Damon was hardly surprised when he saw a girl sitting on the other side of the shed, hunched into a corner. She didn't appear scared at his appearance. Actually, she just seemed to be completely numb. Damon noticed how young she looked, maybe even the same age as Elena. Then he noticed what horrible condition she was in.

"Let me guess, another vampire?" Hayley said sarcastically as she didn't even look up at him.

"What gave me away?" Damon asked in amusement.

Hayley sighed. "Maybe it's the leather jacket, the all black ensemble, or perhaps the combat boots." Then her eyes flickered up at him and Damon was caught off guard by how much loathing he could read in them. Then he noticed the handcuffs that locked her one wrist to the shed. Her skin was burned, bruised, and cut from the restriction. As of right now, he didn't care about the abuse on this innocent human. But for some reason, he thought how he would feel if he saw Elena in such condition.

"What's your name?" She asked curiously. The question brought him out of his thoughts.

He cleared his throat. "Damon…Damon Salvatore." His eyes twisted with his usual charm, as he acted unfazed by the sight of her.

Hayley's breathing stopped as she recognized his last name. "Stefan's brother?" She whispered. She was still unaware that the younger Salvatore was the one who kidnapped her from the car.

Damon narrowed his eyes at the question. He could tell that she didn't know he was the one keeping her hostage. "Older brother." He corrected with a smirk.

Hayley then tried to pretend that it wasn't shocking to realize he must be a vampire too. "I met your brother not too long ago. He doesn't look anything like you." She pointed out to him.

"It's unfortunate for him." Damon said with a sneer. Then it disappeared and the shed filled with silence. "When did you meet my brother?" He asked her, trying to hide all of his interest.

Hayley leaned her head back against the wall as she looked up at the roof. "He's the one that's keeping me here, isn't he?" She asked, completely ignoring his question. Damon winced at the exhaustion and pain in her voice. It hurt her just to take in deep breaths. Damon just shifted at the question, refusing to answer.

"Does the name Elena mean anything to you?" Hayley looked at him just in time to see him react. Actually, it was the effort not to react that she caught. She was fully capable of outsmarting this vampire. What she lacked in strength, she made up with her wit. All of this was making more sense, but there were still giant missing pieces.

"So you're the brothers who did everything to save the sacred doppelgänger from the hybrid sacrifice?" She paused for a moment. "I'm guessing you failed." She whispered.

Damon was lost and confused at how she could know so much about them. "Now what makes you think that?" He said with a smirk, refusing to act taken aback by her knowledge.

Then he was surprised to see her eyes shining in the sunlight from tears that didn't fall. "Because if you stopped it, he would've come back to me." She murmured.

Damon slowly walked forward and didn't stop until he was looking directly down at Hayley. He kneeled down so they were eye to eye. "Who are you?" He asked.

"Why don't you let me out of these cuffs and then I'll tell you." Hayley instantly replied as she raised an eyebrow at Damon. He smirked at her boldness. Then Hayley shook her head and matched his smile. "But you're not the hero type, are you Damon Salvatore?" She'd already known that he wouldn't free her from this place.

Damon's smirk momentarily vanished as he glared at her. It was like she'd just heard his and Stefan's conversation a few minutes ago. He wasn't a hero and he didn't want to be. But could he really just leave this girl alone, unknowing of what Stefan might do to her?

"Nope. No hero here." Damon stated.

There was so much more going on than she had originally thought. Why was Stefan friend's with Nick? What part did Nick play in all of this? Was he a vampire too? Hayley didn't know what to think. Katherine was right: there was so much more.

Elena opened the door of the Salvatore boarding house. Her eyes landed on the original hybrid. No matter how hard she tried, her heart always jumped at the mere sight of him. "Thank you for coming." She greeted him.

Klaus shoved past her, not waiting for her to welcome him inside. "I trust you have news of Stefan."

"I couldn't find him. But I have something else." Her voice shook as she explained to him. Without saying any more, she led him to the basement of the house and to the cellar that was holding his sister.

Klaus was hoping he would find Hayley inside. But as soon as he followed Elena, he didn't hear her heartbeat and already knew it wouldn't be that easy. His eyes fell on Rebekah, daggered in the back and lying on the floor.

"My poor sister. I can't turn by back on her for a moment." Klaus said more to himself than Elena.

She gestured to the body. "You have Rebekah. A deal is a deal." Klaus' eyes flickered up to hers.

He walked closer to her. "The life of my sister in exchange for your brother. Yeah, I'd say that's a bargain. Consider him spared."

Elena continued to explain that Rebekah would come after her. Then she confessed that his sister knew what he did to their mother. It was Elena's way of getting back at him for continuing to threaten the people she cared about. But Klaus knew she was still lying about Stefan. He could always tell when people were lying to him.

Klaus looked her up and down, annoyed by how proud of herself she was. Elena believed she was so brave for facing him on her own. But he saw through her act. He closed the distance between them at vampire speed just to hear her heart jump in fear. His eyes darkened to their glowing hybrid form just to add effect.

"Since I know you're lying about Stefan, let me reiterate what I said earlier today. If my belongings are harmed in any way…know that I won't just go after your loved ones. First…I'll make you watch me torture them to death. Then…it will be you." He stated darkly.

Elena tried to breath, but her fear wouldn't allow it. "And if you kill me…how will you make all of your hybrids?" She countered in a gasp.

Klaus smirked at her response. "Oh, I never said I would kill you. Torturing doesn't need to end in death." He glanced down at Rebekah's body. "Give me what I want or everyone you love will be dead before your eyes."

Elena shoved past him and out of the cellar before turning to him. "You can let yourself out."

It was the middle of the night when Stefan made his way to the shed. He expected to find Hayley asleep when he entered. But she was staring out the window when he walked in and didn't even acknowledge is entrance.

"I was wondering when you'd come and visit." She said quietly, her eyes never leaving the window.

Stefan crossed his arms as he watched her. Her obvious injuries had no affect on him. He hid all surprise from hearing that she suspected him all along. But then he secretly wondered what else she figured out.

"What exactly do you plan on doing with me?" Hayley finally looked at him. But Stefan didn't answer her question as his eyes narrowed.

"Why are you friends with Nick? Did you do it to get me to Klaus?" Hayley continued asking questions.

Stefan smirked at her constant guessing. He tossed an apple at her and she caught it effortlessly with her free hand. "I can't let you starve to death. That would ruin the point of being a hostage."

Hayley stared at the green apple and her grip tightened around it. "Do you know how he died?" She asked in a ghost of a whisper, knowing he'd be able to hear her.

Stefan than narrowed his eyes. "Luke?" He asked casually. He decided to humor her. It just gave him another way to practice completely turning off his humanity.

Hayley's eyes widened at the name. "What happened to Luke?" She almost yelled. When Stefan didn't answer right away, she shot up to stand, ignoring how her body reacted by sending jolts of pain. "What did you do to him?" She hissed and stepped in his direction as far as the handcuffs would allow her.

Stefan was now confused at who she had originally been asking about. "I did nothing. It was Klaus who killed him." Then he stepped towards her so there was hardly any space between them. Hayley was almost the exact same height as him. Her eyes didn't waver as she stared him down. "But that's not who you were asking about?" Stefan said softly.

"Were you there when he killed Elijah too?" She breathed. It was like she was trying to find reasons to hate him with all her being. That would make it easier when she found the chance to kill him too.

Stefan couldn't stop his brow from furrowing. "What do you know about Elijah?" He murmured.

Hayley glanced at the ground and coughed unintentionally. "I know that he's dead." Suddenly, she didn't think it was a good idea to correct any of these people on her relations with the dead original. Clearly they had her here for Klaus, not Elijah.

Stefan let out a dark laugh. "Don't die." He instructed before turning to leave. "Then kidnapping you would have been such a waste of my time." He closed the door behind him. After taking a few steps, he heard the sound of glass shattering. Stefan stopped for a moment, but had no other reaction. He knew she'd thrown the apple he'd given her at one of the windows. And they both knew he would hear it. Stefan smirked at how the childish reaction.

Hayley held her breath as she listened and watched the glass shatter onto the floor of the shed. If everything went according to plan, he wouldn't think anything of it. She waited, hoping he wouldn't walk back inside. But there was no sound or any other sign that he would come back.

Hayley stood up and observed the pieces of glass that came from the window that was just next to her. There was the perfectly sized piece of glass for what she needed. She grabbed it and turned to the bar that her handcuff was linked to. After Damon left, she'd noticed something about it. There were two nails holding the bar in place on both ends. But the top was loose from the wood wearing beneath it. Hayley thought if she could dig and loosen the wood around the nail even more, she'd be able pull the top half of the bar off the wall and free the handcuff.

She knew the idea would most likely turn out to be a failure. But she refused to give up. Elijah would never want her to overlook her own life. Hayley's heart raced with what little adrenaline she had left as she scraped the wood with the shard of glass. She tried not to get excited as pieces of lumber fell off the wall onto the ground.

Almost a half an hour went by. Her hand was bloody and torn from gripping a piece of glass. But there was a crevice around the loose nail now. She refused to try and pull it before she dug as far as possible. Hayley stared at the bar; taking a moment to make sure she didn't get her hopes up on such an absurd plan. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath as she gripped the metal bar with both hands. Using all the strength she had left, she pulled with all of her might.

Hayley slowly opened her eyes and gasped when she saw that it worked. The top half of the bar was now completely disconnected from the wall. She slid the handcuffs off the bar. Unfortunately, there was no way to get it unlocked off her one hand. But she was free. Careful of her injuries, she stood up off the ground. The empty handcuff now dangled off her wrist. She glanced at the floor to see the bloodied shard of glass she'd used. Without thinking, she placed it into her pocket.

Hayley glanced at the door. She knew Stefan locked it on her. And unlike Damon, she couldn't just throw her body against it. She'd probably dislocate her shoulder along with alerting the entire surrounding forest of her actions. Instead she lifted herself over the frame of the window she'd broken. Bloodstains were left on the rotting wood from her injured hand.

As she landed on the ground, her face winced in pain. Her hand rested just over her ribs as a sting throbbed across them. She held her breath, scared that Stefan could hear that alone. Her feet were without socks or shoes. But it made her walking quiet through the woods. She'd only been walking a few minutes when she spied the house in the distance. There were no lights on inside and everything indicated it was abandoned.

Hayley's natural instincts told her to stay away. That's probably where Stefan is staying hidden. She told herself. But just as she looked away from the house, voices urgently whispered in her mind. It was just like her dream that one night just before Elijah's voice was singled out. But his never came. Hayley covered her ears almost in pain, hoping to stop the voices from entering her mind.

She glanced back at the house and they instantly stopped. It was obvious that the voices wished for her to go inside. Hayley looked around with paranoia, believing that Stefan would come out of nowhere at any moment. But she didn't know that once Damon and Stefan had made their little alliance, both had gone back to the boarding house.

Hayley carefully walked through the forest until she got to the opening in front of the witches' house. As soon as her barefoot walked onto the first step of the porch, the whispering voices started again. But this time, they were calmer. She couldn't help but feel as if they were watching over her. It was the complete opposite of how they reacted to the vampires that entered.

Hayley walked inside and looked around. If it weren't for the moonlight shining in through windows, she wouldn't be able to see anything. She jumped when she heard a creaking. Straight ahead, a door had swung open as if by magic. They're guiding me somewhere. She thought. What did these ghosts want with her?

Hayley tiptoed down the stairs to the basement. The ghosts guided her to the room where Stefan was keeping the coffins. Her palm pressed against the door and it creaked open. But she became confused when the large room was completely empty. Then the dozens of old candles, which rested around the room, magically became lit. Hayley jumped at the sudden change. She'd looked away from the floor for just a split second. She then gasped when her eyes flickered back and saw the 4 coffins resting right in front of her as if they had been there all along.

The witches sensed the prophecy and meaning that was connected to her. They wanted to help her. They wanted her to find the withered originals. It was all part of the plan to open the last coffin that contained the original witch, their original witch.

Hayley's eyes were fastened to the coffin in the middle. It was as if it called to her. Ever so slowly, she walked forward. She could hear her pulse in her ears and her heart beating against her chest. As she reached the edge of the coffin, she stared down at it. Something urged her to open it. But what did she expect to find? Hayley's hands trembled as they hovered over the wood. Without thinking anymore, she flung open the casket.

Her heart stopped. Her breathing stopped. Time stopped. Elijah. It was Elijah resting inside.

Hayley frantically looked over his body. This wasn't what dead was. There would be nothing left of him if what he told her was true of an original's death. Then her eyes landed on the dagger in his chest. He wasn't dead! He had only been desiccated! Hayley reached for the dagger and ripped it out of his chest. She expected him to jump back to life. But Elijah remained still.

Her shining hope broke a little. Then she went around to the other three, opening to see what she would find. One had long hair and wore clothes from an era Hayley couldn't figure out. The next was a boy, who couldn't be that much older than her. He looked like a younger version of Elijah. That was when it dawned on Hayley that this was the family Elijah believed to have been killed. Klaus had never thrown them at sea. That was why Stefan took her and the coffins. It was to get back at Klaus. But it still didn't make sense. With Elijah desiccated, there would be no need to use her as collateral damage.

Hayley shook her head. Now was not the time or place to try and figure it out. Without thinking twice about it she un-daggered the other two. She would have done the same to the fourth coffin, but it wouldn't open. Maybe they wouldn't wake up at all. But she wouldn't allow herself to think that way.

Now she glanced down at the three daggers in her hand. She had to get rid of them. She had to make sure no one could ever use them again. Before she could think about it longer, the candles were wiped dead. The only evidence that they had ever been lit was the thin lines of smoke lingering in the air. "He's coming! Leave! Run!" The whispering voices yelled to her.

Hayley didn't need to be told twice as she sprinted toward the door. Then she stopped when a different door appeared in the corner of her eye. It was a basement cellar hatch that led directly outside. She changed her mind and decided to use it instead.

As soon as she was outside the house, Hayley flew into a sprint. Her entire body protested. She couldn't even properly breath from the rib injuries. But something was on her side. She sprinted on, not even know where she was going. Then she spotted it.

A large lake was only yards ahead. A new wave of energy surged through Hayley as she sprinted even faster toward the body of water. As soon as her feet found the soft and wet edge of the shore, she stopped running. Water was creeping around her feet as she tried to breath. Every gasp, every breath hurt like a thousand needles were pressing into her lungs and sides.

Without wasting a minute, she chunked each dagger as far as she could into the lake. They were so far into the water that she couldn't see them sink down to the dark depths. No one would be able to find them easily, not even a vampire. Outstretching her arm ripped further injury to her cracked and bruised ribs. The pain was so excruciating that Hayley yelped in pain as she keeled over.

She threw up into the edge of the water. Not only did the pain start it, but also the ending of her adrenaline rush. After a few minutes of her sickness, Hayley finally stood up. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Just as she turned to escape even farther away, she was face to face with Stefan Salvatore.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?" Stefan growled. "WHERE ARE THE DAGGERS?" He yelled in her face. The vampire was so angry that his eyes turned dark red and the veins swarmed underneath. Hayley shook her head, so shocked by his appearance that she couldn't even find the words to lie to him. Then his eyes flickered over her shoulder at the lake behind. It didn't take much for him to put it together.

"He'll find me." Hayley didn't realize she could be talking about either Klaus or Elijah. "And if you kill me, he'll kill you." Her voice scraped from throwing up. But the words she spoke were true and they both knew it.

Stefan let out an irritated noise. The ripper in him begged him to tear out her throat, to feed on her strong blood until there was no more. He tried so hard to ignore the craving. Hayley took his moment of struggling with self-control to reach into her back pocket. She stabbed the knife of glass into his heart. But only a weapon made of wood would kill him. His rage at being attacked mixed with his struggle to control his hunger caused Stefan to shove her harder than he intended. Hayley fell so fast; she couldn't catch herself as her body dashed to the hard and rocky shore.

Her head slammed to the ground harder than any human could fall on their own. Everything went quiet. Everything except a soft ringing as her eyes stared parallel to the ground. She blinked a few times. But just before she completely left, images of Elijah flashed in her mind. It was like his warm, brown eyes were trying to comfort her as she slipped into the hostile and cold darkness.

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