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This chapter was difficult for me because I have been trying to think of how to write it. I cannot begin to tell you how much times I re-wrote this. I'm not sure if you will be angry with Klaus in this chapter but i'm sorry if you're mad at me. I have been doing research about him for the 1300 and according to Elijah, Klaus had lost a lot of his humanity in that century. So please don't be angry with me if you are feeling bitter. Also, I couldn't figure out another way to do this, so I had to think of something.

Spain—1390

"Now spin around for me, darling."

When Kol turned his hand around in a spinning motion, Kalia smiled widely, obeying him."As you wish."

Kalia spun around in a small circle, holding the bottom of her dress with both hands so that it didn't catch dust. She mock curtsied for Kol who was sitting on a chair in the corner, observing her with a keen eye. He smirked when she smiled at him before straightening. She folded her hands in front of her as she waited for his final thoughts, he had picked out the dress, after all and had gotten it made just for her. The servant who had been helping Kalia with the back of her dress stepped aside as Kol got onto his feet, trailing over to the blond standing by the mirror. He grabbed her forearms gently, spinning her around so that she was now facing the mirror and smirked at her reflection. The nineteen year old beamed at him, her smile causing his to widen as he brushed her hair to the side.

"Do you like it? Is it what you pictured?"

"Don't you look stunning?"He whispered to her as he looked her over.

"As do I. We match perfectly for Niklaus' birthday celebration tonight."

Kalia looked at Kol from the mirror, shaking her head with a laugh."I thought that you did not want to attend? You kept on cursing the event as we traveled here. Why are you suddenly in agreement with this?"

"I am practicing my enthusiasm. Elijah threatened his wrath if we didn't attend and he also ordered me to be polite at the gathering." He mumbled, hands settling on her hips."If he did not demand our presence here, we would still be in Paris. The less time I spend with my family, the better. We do not tend to get along."

Kol was quiet for a moment before he met her gaze in the glass again, a grin on the face."Besides, there will be dancing and we both know that I enjoy dancing with my favorite girl." He said, kissing her temple before stepping back.

"I always forget the steps. You will-"

Kol grabbed her wrist, pulling her to him, twirling her around before he brought her into his embrace. She worried her bottom lip between her teeth. Dancing had always been her weak point. She always seemed to forget about the steps no matter how many times Kol tried to teach her. He held her hands in his, bringing them up, and he kissed her knuckles, making her look at him.

"...remind you?"He finished for her.

"Do not worry, love, i'll be the only one you shall be dancing with tonight. I'll remind you."

The knots that she had felt in her stomach disappeared at his reassuring words. Releasing a sigh of relief, Kalia smiled once more, nodding at him.

"One, two, three, one, two, three….that's my girl."

Kalia, who had been counting along in her head, looked up at Kol."I'm doing good?"

"Yes, you are. I am an excellent teacher. You do not forget about the steps, darling, they are in that beautiful head of yours somewhere. You just have to rid of those negative thoughts that tells you that you cannot do it."

Kol chuckled as Kalia gasped in surprise as he dipped her before spinning her away from him then pulling her back, making her crush against his chest. Her smile widened as he guided her around the room, ignoring those who glared at him as he cut them off. He didn't bother to apologize and when she thought about the years she had spent with him, he never did. She didn't think that he even know what the definition of the word was, but never said that to him because he seemed to be content with the way he was and Kalia loved him. She loved him more than she could express because he always made her laugh, never harmed her and kept her safe.

That was all she could ask for from him.

"Have you wished Niklaus happiness on his birthday?"

Kol narrowed his eyes and looked at her as if he didn't understand her."Why would I? We're present and I have been polite. What more could he ask for?"

"He is your brother."

Kol slowed the pace of their steps but continued to spin her around, even though many of the others who had been dancing around them were now standing in different corners, speaking to eachother. Klaus, Elijah and Rebekah were nowhere to be seen and Kol truly didn't care if they were near or not. Elijah had passed them a while earlier and thanked them for coming. He hadn't seen Kalia since she had been young, only a few years after he first saw Kol with her as a baby and wished her a good time. The family had been more tolerable of her. Klaus had been the only one who had been short with her, but hadn't said anything, it was just a feeling.

She knew it didn't have anything to do with her, Klaus had been off with everyone around him. Apparently, from what Kol had told her, Klaus had lost most of his humanity over the years. Rebekah had been kinder to her. She remembered the blonde Original spending a lot of time with her whenever they crossed Kol and her while travelling. Rebekah, according to Kol, had always wanted another female in the family to play with.

Kalia snapped out of her thoughts when Kol spoke, his voice more edgier than earlier."Is there a meaning supposed to be behind that, love? I know that you do not know my family well, you have only come in contact with them a handful of times but I am sure you know that my brother is anything but a brother to me. All three of them aren't what you call a devoted family. They have always been one. There had never been any room for anyone else."

Kalia's eyes lost a little light when she saw the stormy look in Kol's eyes. She had heard him talking about Klaus now and then whenever he was in a bad mood after coming across his brother. She knew that he had problems with his family over the years, that was why he never came in contact with them more than he had to. His siblings was a hard subject for Kol and Kalia mentally scolded herself for bringing Klaus up. She hadn't thought clearly.

Kol looked away, his eyes dark and dangerous."Niklaus cares about himself. The bastard always has."

All of a sudden, Kalia's warm body was yanked from him, and a cruel voice hit his ears.

"Is that any way to speak of your brother on his birthday, Kol?"

The entire room suddenly went quiet at this and Kol looked behind Kalia to see Klaus standing behind her. His elder brother was wearing a nasty smirk, his blue eyes empty. Something that Klaus had been for the better half of the thirteenth century. His humanity had slowly left him over the past few hundred years. His brother had a hand locked around Kalia's throat, his fingers tightening, crushing her windpipe bit by bit.

"Niklaus! Take your hands off of her." Kol demanded, glancing at her, slight worry in his eyes along with a possessive look.

Kol took a step forward but Klaus growled."Now, now, brother. One more step and she'll be dead."

At those words, Kalia let out a whimper of pain, her blue eyes widening fearfully. Heat rose upon her cheeks as she found it hard to breathe. She panted for breath, her eyes filling with tears as Klaus tightened his hold on her when Kol took a step forward before being told to stay still. The youngest Mikaelson brother allowed his vampire face to come forward, his fangs appearing, along with spider veins and red eyes. She sniffed, tears falling as her body shook. She felt and heard Klaus chuckle from behind her, a growl leaving his lips as Kol cursed him. The entire room was silent as Klaus and Kol glared at one another. Nobody even dared look at Klaus wrong, fearing their deaths. Out of the corner of her eye, she witnessed Elijah and Rebekah racing into the room, the blonde Original gasping when she saw what her brother was doing.

"Niklaus!" Rebekah screamed, ignoring those surrounding them who didn't dare say a word against him.

"Brother. What on earth are you doing?" Elijah demanded.

"Kol needs to be taught a lesson. I am gladly willing to teach him." Was all Klaus could give as an explanation.

"Don't you dare! I am not allowing you to be the cause of Kol to spiral more than he already has."Elijah said to Klaus, ignoring the crowds of people witnessing the scene."The both of you are lost enough already. Let the girl go!"

Kalia was beginning to slowly lose consciousness. She felt heavy but weak at the same time, along with feeling dizzy. If Klaus were to let her go, she wouldn't have been able to stand herself. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to keep her eyes on Kol, who looked like he was struggling not to lunge for her and rip her from Klaus but he knew that if he dared that she would be dead before he would be able to make a step. Rebekah's blue orbs flickered fearfully between Klaus and Kalia, close to reaching out to the girl. Kalia cared for Rebekah but the only safe place she could think of was Kol's embrace. She had always ran to him whether it be if she had a nightmare or tripped over when she was beginning to walk.

She was terrified and all she wanted was Kol.

"I will not tell you again, brother. Let Kalia go."

Klaus stared at Elijah for a moment before he released a long breath."All right. As you wish."

Kalia found herself feeling relieved and Kol nodded at her, eyes telling that she would be okay. She felt Klaus' grip loosen around her neck and her vision began to become less blurry. But before she could run to Kol, she suddenly heard the sound of hissing behind her and a growling noise. A second later, a sharp pain stung at her neck and she heard Kol cry out in protest. She suddenly felt cold and found herself slumping forward. She released a loud, high-pitched scream. She suddenly felt cold and found herself slumping forward and a second later, Kalia hit the ground, her head thumping off of the ground below her.

The last thing she heard was Kol shouting her name then him cursing Klaus.

"You bastard. You conniving snake!"

"Darling? Open your eyes for me."

Kalia inhaled sharply when she felt fingers running along her collarbone in a comforting manner. But the comfort she had been feeling was soon gone when she suddenly remembered Klaus' fingers locked around her neck, crushing her windpipe, making it impossible to breathe. She let out a loud scream, yelling for Kol as she shot up, tears filling her eyes. But before she could make a move, a strong hand grabbed her wrist and tugged her back gently.

"It's all right, love. It's just me."

Kol. It was just Kol.

The fear slowly left her as a hand rubbed her shoulder in an attempt to calm her down which it did when Kol continued to speak to her.

"Kol." Kalia whispered, as if saying his name would help her.

"It's just me. The bastard is far from here." He promised, fingers brushing her tears away.

"Now, come here. You're shaking." He added, already tugging her close again.

She was pulled back against the Original vampire who was sitting on the other side of her bed. He was looking at her, observing each part of her he could see as if she had been tainted by his brother. He offered her a small comforting grin, one he gave her whenever she was feeling uneasy. Holding one of his hands tightly, Kalia leaned back against his strong chest, slowly realizing that they were on her bed. Her own bed, not the one she had been sleeping in recently. They were no longer in the mansion they had been staying at with the rest of the Mikaelson family. They were home. Well, what they had called home before they left for Klaus' birthday. Kol tended to get bored and they always moved around, which she didn't seem to mind, she liked new places.

That train of thoughts led her to question when they had returned to their home, and she looked up at him, noticing that he was already looking down at her.

"When did we return?"

"This morning. You have been...sleeping for almost a full day, love." Kol answered softly, well as softly as Kol Mikaelson could be as he pulled her into his embrace.

"How do you feel?"

Kalia buried her face in his chest, her eyes shutting."I'm all-right."

"You'll get better. He won't touch you again."

"Wh-What happened after...after-"

"After my brother tried to kill you?"

When she nodded, Kol continued to speak."He then proceeded to attack me. He broke my neck before I could get to you. Just to make himself feel better." Kol laughed bitterly before he turned his head into her direction.

"You, my darling...you didn't make it. He took too much blood from you. I couldn't..."Kol paused, a look on his face she couldn't name, but he held her tighter, his temple falling against hers, hand cupping her cheek, making her look up at him.

He waited until she opened his eyes before he continued."But, luckily for the both of us, Rebekah got to you in time. She managed to help you, love."

Kalia's faced paled and her lower lip wobbled. She searched Kol's eyes for humor, he always did take a joke too far, but there was none. He was serious, something Kol rarely was."Yo-You mean…" She stammered, trying to find the correct words to sum up how she was feeling, but she couldn't.

There was no way.

"Yes, my darling. You're a vampire."

Mystic Falls—Two Years Ago

"How about Vegas?"

"Nope."

"New York?"

"Too busy and not in the good way. Come on, love, I taught you better than this."

"Ummm, Paris?"

"No, my darling, we went there last month, remember?"

"Fine. Where do you want to go after you murder the Gilbert boy? This is all up to you, as always. As was the fact that I wasn't allowed to join in."

Kol, who was walking down the side of the street with his earphones in his ears and his iPhone in his hand, smirked to himself. He chuckled as Kalia sighed on the other end and he knew for a fact that she was rolling her eyes at him. She was currently at the Mystic Grill waiting for the youngest Mikaelson brother while he went off on his mission to kill Jeremy. She had protested, knowing how sneaky they could be but Kol had refused. He had needed her to keep an eye out for Klaus, who was no doubt looking for a way to stop Kol from succeeding. It wasn't just that. Kol had a score to settle with Elena, who had been nothing but trouble for him since the moment he met her and those she called her friends. If he killed Elena slowly after he finished with Jeremy, it would also settle his score with Damon, someone he had also despised since he had snapped his neck.

Torturing the Salvatore brother the last time they met hadn't been enough for him.

"That's right. We are going far away from those loonies I happen to call my family. Speaking of them, have you heart from my brother?"

He heard the sound of Kalia ordering another drink and the chattering of customers around her. Her voice perked up as she thought of his words and a moment later she spoke."I've just had Klaus calling me to rein you in. I told him that I hadn't seen you today. He didn't believe me, of course. So where are you planning on taking me? My birthday is coming up, you know."

"I know that, love. Your birthday is on the same day as mine considering i'm not sure the date you were actually born on. That is why I am thinking of Venice. My brother has a mansion there, I think." Kol replied with a small smile as he made his way down the street.

"Isn't that a bit grim without stating the obvious?" Kalia asked, but before he could answer, she added."But there is no changing your mind, is there?"

"You know me so well, love."Kol grinned from his end.

"When you spend almost seven hundred years practically glued to someone's side, you tend to pick up on their habits. Even their morbid ones."She said to him with a laugh."So, Venice it is then?"

"That's my girl. So smart."Kol commented before he decided that it was time to carry on with his task.

"I'm sure this won't take long. I'll call you when i'm done and we'll get going. Nik will probably be looking for us after i'm finished."

"We didn't come back to town with much. I'll wait by the phone, as always. Don't forget to give that doppelgänger harlot a slap for ruining my dress the last time we interacted."

Kol chuckled, stopping in the middle of the road, finger hovering over the red button."Will do. I'll even stake her for you."

"The things you do for me."He heard her sigh contently at the thought of Elena dying as she set her glass down and Kol smiled to himself.

"I'll talk to you later, darling." Kol promised.

"Don't be long. Goodbye."

"Hello, Klaus, I don't-"

"I don't care about that. Get to the Gilbert house. It's Kol-"

Not needing to hear the end of Klaus' sentence, Kalia hung up and grabbed her jacket, racing out of the Grill, shoving people out of her way, ignoring their protests or glares. She only had one thing on her mind. Kol. Anger bubbled up inside of her as she thought of what the Gilbert siblings had planned as she used her vampire speed to where she needed to be, knowing that Klaus would either be on her heels or she'd be on his. As she neared her destination, blurring past people on the pavements or cars on the road, she could hear yells of pain and anger. She recognized some to be the Gilbert siblings, but there were also some to be Kol's. Someone was hurting Kol and Kalia felt her heart clench.

Soon, she was at the bottom steps of the Gilbert home.

But even before she could run up them, a figure blurred past her, faster than her because of age.

Klaus.

Kalia ignored him and ran up the steps as she heard yelling inside. She, forgetting about the barrier, flashed towards the entrance, only to be pushed back. Klaus caught her before she could fall back, but she shoved him off, ignoring his glare.

"There's no-"

"KOL!" Kalia screamed as she hit her hands against the barrier.

Kalia's heartbeat echoed in her ears as she saw a flash of the white oak stake, but not who was holding it. Kol's screams as he was sprayed with vervain hit her ears and Kalia swallowed the lump in her throat. Everything seemed to fall away apart from Kol. Everything seemed to happen so fast. She quickly tried to think of a way to help him, but didn't know how since she couldn't enter. Before she could think, she broke a piece of the wooden porch fence off and snapped it in half. She took a step back and with all her strength she threw it inside. It went through Elena's leg, injuring her deeply but the young vampire held on to the vervain filled hose she was spraying. Kol's face was now blistered, his eyes shut as he yelled out but still fought for his life.

"JEREMY! NOW-"

"DON'T!...KOL!"

She didn't notice Klaus as he copied her, throwing another piece of wood into the Gilbert home. She kicked against the barrier as it went through Elena's heart, and she fell forward, taking down the dining table as she turned grey. But it was too late. Kalia's eyes widened as Kol cried out in agony when Jeremy plunged the white oak stake into his heart. Kalia, unable to stand anymore, fell to her knees as Kol's head fell back as he cried out again in agony, powerless against the one thing that could kill him. She fell against the invisible barrier eyes filling with tears as Jeremy stepped aside as Kol fell forward, trying to put himself out, mindlessly stumbling into their view, covered in flames.

"NO!"She screamed out, holding a hand to her chest as if she could feel her heart breaking as she watched him burn."KOL!"

Kalia cried for the first time in centuries as Kol fell onto his knees, crying out painfully until it drowned out when he finally lost his life. She tried to fight against the barrier to get to him but it was impossible. Kalia hadn't cried since Klaus had almost killed her, she had always been well kept together. But now that her entire world had been torn from her, she couldn't stop it. Kol had been her world. Her protector, her teacher, the only family she had and she truly did not know what to do without him.

"I can't….i can't..." She gasped, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"Don't leave. Don't leave me." She pleaded.

She didn't know if she could live without him. She didn't know if she even wanted to.

"Kalia. Get up."

"He can't be dead. This can't be it. We were going...his birthday…we were-"

"Kalia."

Kalia felt a hand on her shoulder, a shaking one and although she knew it to be Klaus', she paid no attention. She couldn't. All she could see was Kol's death in replay in her mind. She could faintly hear Klaus' demands as he tried to keep himself composed, but by the way he was clutching her shoulder, she knew that he was close to breaking. He was heartbroken but was better at hiding it. Kalia felt herself being pulled up by Klaus and she didn't fight, she just continued to stare at Kol's body. He didn't look like Kol. There was no smirk, no dark eyes that anyone could lose themselves in. There was just nothing. He was unrecognizable. She slumped against him, her eyes blank as Klaus held her up while he snarled at the hunter, who was standing over Elena's dead body. She could faintly hear Klaus' threats, but they sounded miles away.

"He...He's gone."

Kalia didn't remember anything after that.

Everything was a blur.

All she could hear or see was Kol's screams and the image of him burning to death.

Here is chapter two. As i'm sure you all could see, i'm leading with the New Orleans idea. That was most voted. Don't hate me and please don't send me hate, I get enough already. Like i've said, if you don't like this, just turn back.

I'm sorry about Kol's death. I hated doing it this way, but I had to. I'm like all Kol fans, I found his death ridiculous. Anyway, if you do like my story, please leave a review. I love hearing from those who follow this story and it really does help me update quicker.

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