2. Damaged

He entered into their hotel room to find his dear sister Rebakah impatiently waiting for him.

"Where the hell have you been? It's been two hours. I'm starving."

He threw a blood bag her way and sat on his bed watching his little sis with amusement.

"What is this shit? You really expect me to survive on this?"

"Oh don't be a brat love, it's B negative, your favorite." he said still having a time of his life while watching her this furious.

"Nik, you can't be serious. I thought you were kidding when you said we had to stop feeding on humans for a few days. This just isn't fair. I saw such a cute waiter downstairs. " she was pouting like a little baby.

"The waiter will have to wait Bekah." he said in a serious voice.

"Don't tell me you are actually afraid of the Salvatore's?"

Before he even knew what he was doing his rage got the best of him and he pinned his dear sister against the wall.

"Listen and listen good, I am not afraid of anyone. But this Moonstone is far too important for me to screw this up. I could kill every bloody member of that family and they could still hide it somewhere or worse, destroy it. So it is crucial for as to try to play nice."

"You don't know how to play nice." Rebakah said with disgust.

"Why pretend we're something we're not?"

"Oh Bekah, didn't you ever hear you can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar?"

"Oh Nik, have I ever told you how seriously damaged, DAMAGED, you really are? But ok, I'll play your little let's blend in the neighborhood game. But this is the last night I'll sleep in this dump. If you don't get us some decent place … I'll … I'll …"

"You'll do what love?"

"I'll invite the waiter for a night cap." she said while grinning.

"Actually, I'm already on it my dearest sister. I have a very interesting meeting tonight."

"At this hour? With whom if I may ask?"

"Joseph Salvatore." was the only thing and the last thing he said before leaving the hotel room.

And there he was. It was past ten o'clock and he was standing in front of the tallest building in the small town of Mystic Falls. "Salvatore towers" that is what the locals called it. Salvatore's were the richest and oldest family in this town. But he bet the locals had no idea what that "old" actually meant. Joseph Salvatore was over 600 years old. Klaus might have been a big bad hybrid but deep down he felt uneasy about this meeting. In the end Mikael gave Joseph the Moonstone with a reason; it was more than just a peace offering. It was a way he would show Klaus once more how much he really hated him, so much he would rather give the Moonstone in the hands of his worst enemy than let him have it. This made him angry and furious and he hated when his emotions were all over the place. This had to be done in a calculated way, free of emotions.

He knew Joseph back at the day and knew how smart and strong he was. He was so much like Mikael but than again nothing like him at all. His children were his one weakness. And Klaus was willing to use that. He would torture them and kill them all, just to get what he wanted the most. No remorse, no emotions. Rebakah was right as always, he had been damaged …broken … without a chance to ever reprimand.

He finally entered the building. There was only one office with a light still one. Joseph was waiting for him. He was alone. How very stupid and bold of him. Salvatore's always were a special sort, he thought, while observing the man in front of him. He looked fifty, which he believed was the age when he was turned, he looked strong and dominant but at the same time peaceful and serene. He was a type of man that always had control over everything, without having to use violence. Klaus had no idea how that felt. Serene and peaceful were never really his thing.

"Niklaus Mikaelson" the older man finally spoke while observing him in a way that made him feel uneasy. Like he could actually see the darkest parts of his soul. But this was ridiculous, and Klaus wouldn't have any of that.

"Please call me Klaus. There is no need for formality. We all know our families are long time friends." he said with a smirk but Salvatore staid tranquil.

"Yes, our families have indeed had an interesting history of encounters. Is this one of them Klaus?"

Klaus was pleased to see the old man wasn't as tranquil as he wanted everyone to believe. There was strength in him, enormous strength, Klaus had to admire that, although unwillingly.

"I presume that was a question in which you try to find out what the hell am I doing in Mystic Falls?"

"It is a free country, but yes, Mystic Falls is not exactly a place of splendor you're accustomed to."

"Maybe one gets old of splendor; maybe I'm in need of a picket white fence and a garden where I can grow my own tomatoes." Klaus said with a small chuckle.

"And that is why you came to me?" Salvatore looked at him with surprise.

"Well last time I checked this was a real-estate agency? Picked white fence

and tomatoes aside, the truth is I am planning to stay here for a while and I need some nice place to stay. I was thinking … the mansion by the Wickery Road… It has been fully renovated and ready to move in, right? You're just waiting for a buyer that is rich enough to take it off your hands? I know that was a major investment. "

"I see you have done your homework. The Wickery Road has been a special project of mine …" Salvatore started talking but then suddenly stopped.

And Klaus knew why. He always liked to be prepared and know everything about the enemy. Always one step ahead …

"It was her special project, right?" Klaus said and took in his hands one of the pictures from the table.

It was a picture of a blonde girl with the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. He had never seen her in person, but right away knew she was one of a kind. Well in any case Joseph Salvatore wouldn't have adopted her if she wasn't.

"She is very pretty." Klaus said while looking at Joseph straight in the eyes. He loved to see how his face went pale. It was so much fun.

"You come near her and I'll rip your heart out through your throat." he said with fire blazing in his eyes. This was amusing; Klaus was having the time of his life before remembering he said he would play nice, at least at first.

He put the picture down and lifted his arms in defense. "No need to get hostile, just paying the lady a compliment.

"So, I think I stayed my welcome. Just have the contract drawn for me as soon as possible. I want to move in right away."

"The contract will be drawn tomorrow; I'll have one of my best men see to it. "

Klaus was just about to leave when he heard Joseph calling his name.

"And Klaus? Just to be clear. That wasn't a threat or a warning. It was a promise."

"Goodnight Joseph" he said with his winning smile.

He was smiling all the way to his car. Caroline Salvatore had no idea what she was in for. Game on. Damn, he thought, he really was damaged.

The blonde girl with the prettiest smile was just about to sneak out of her lover's bed without waking him. She managed to put her panties on without waking him … then the pretty black lace bra he liked so much … but the skirt was kind of tricky … She thought she was safe when she heard a voice growling behind her.

"Caroline? Again?"

"Tyler … You're up. Damn, and here I thought that last round had knocked you out for good."

"It's sex, not a contest Caroline."

"First of all hun, everything is a contest in a way. And second of all, Tyler, if I wanted someone analyzing me I would pay a shrink to do that. You know I don't do sleepovers."

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry. Don't get hostile. I just … I don't know. Wanted you to stay for once. Not to sneak out into the night like this is something dirty and corrupted."

"But this is something dirty and corrupted." she said smiling while leaning closer and biting his lip.

But he wasn't happy. He was disappointed and she didn't quite understand why. Or she did but didn't want to deal with this. Messy emotions were not her thing. And she was determined to keep it that way.

"Tyler … I thought we agreed to keep this casual. We are friends, right? And two people that have good chemistry and enjoy having sex together. Don't complicate this. It's fun. Simple. No relationship bullshit."

"Maybe I want that relationship bullshit." Tyler blurted out

"Good, I mean good for you. Then find some nice girl and have it all. I want you to be happy."

"I don't want anyone else, I want you Caroline. I want to be happy with you."

" Tyler … not to sound like a bitch, but you can't have me. Not like that …We couldn't be, wouldn't be happy like that. I don't want to hurt you, but you know the rules. Just sex, no emotions."

But Tyler still wasn't happy, he looked furious. No, not furious but disappointed.

"Sometimes I wonder if you're even really capable of emotions. You really are damaged, you know that? Something isn't right with you."

Caroline felt like someone had just slapped her right across her pretty little face. This was so unfair. He knew the rules; he knew the game, why did he have to ruin it all? And be so hostile about it? And she could feel, she just chose not to. There is a difference. There is a difference God damn it, she thought while getting ready to go to bed. Her bed, her apartment, her space. She was happy here and she didn't need anyone invading her space and calling her damaged. She was fiiine! She was brilliant. She will just have to choose her boy toys more wisely, she thought while drifting into sleep.

Caroline was back in her mother's house. She was sitting in her pajamas and eating the pancakes she made for breakfast. She was listening to music and humming softly. It was just about time to go get ready for school. What would she wear today? That cute new skirt she bought next week? It was cute, Matt might finally notice her. Oh Matt… And his blue eyes … And … She heard a shot. An actual shot. She ran outside. And then in a flash she was in the Mystic Falls bank. And it was slow motion. A bullet shot from a gun, going towards her mother's chest. She tried to stop it. She tried to run. She tried to save her. But she couldn't move. As much as she tried she just couldn't move.

"Nooooo!"

Caroline woke up breathing heavily. It took her a second to realize where she was. Not at her old house, not in the Mystic Falls bank, but in her pricy two bedroom apartment. She couldn't stop shaking. This dream was hunting her for years now. The little bugger just wouldn't let go. It wouldn't let her go. The textures were different but the outcome was always the same. She could never save her. She went into to bathroom, her legs still shaky as hell. She splashed some water across her face. She felt like crying but no … Caroline Forbes was a whiny baby, but Caroline Salvatore doesn't cry. Ever. Caroline Salvatore is a strong person and will not be affected by a stupid dream like this, she was telling herself, soothing herself. But a part of her kept thinking – damn it all, she really was damaged.

So in this chapter we get to know Klaus Mikaelson and Caroline Salvatore a bit ... Hope you like them :) ... I think they're interesting, and have potential. But we'll see as the story evolves. Game on,as Klaus would say ;). PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK ... And thank you for reading ;) ...