Because you're you and I'm me Chapter 16, a vampire diaries fanfic

Because you're you-and I'm me

A/N: It is here! The Chapter in which the castle is stormed! Bwaha-haha. There will never be Klaroline endgame as long as this story continues. It is Daroline, and Daroline there shall be.

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~VD~

One slash over her abdomen.

Another one crossed her cheek.

She shielded an attack towards her throat, throwing a bloodied knife at the Demon Kaleo. He dusted. He would survive, she knew. But she was going to cause hurt before she went down. Alone. She was going to go down alone.

Caroline never knew she had this much of a fight inside her. But she wasn't going to last much longer. Things had started out so well. Then everything had gone to hell. Betrayal. That was all she felt at that moment. She was failing; her body was shutting down every second it had to fight longer. This would end her. She was upset, and in no state to fight. She knew that. She had no positive thing to come back to anyway, no love. Earlier the odds were in her favour. Earlier.

No betrayal.

Yet.

She and Klaus had started running towards the castle. He was a wolf. He looked magnificent. Strong. She understood why he wanted to break the curse at that second. It was his true nature. So they had blown the door apart, because apparently she had mind tricks that could do that. She stepped over the ash of the vampires and werewolves she had sniped down. She felt incredibly proud of how far she had come at that point. A few vampire minions she didn't recognize came running at them. Klaus took them all out within a matter of seconds. He was feeling bloodthirsty. It surprised him he didn't try to attack her. But it wouldn't have mattered much. She was human, werewolf bites wouldn't poison her. Even if she was a vampire, Kaleo would've made her immune to those. So she started running up the stairs. He followed suit. He was fast.

She and Klaus split up after the fifth stairwell. They had never been inside this castle after all. She shared a look with him before he left to the side. She entered a room. There were a bunch of vampires launching at her. Five of them, to be precise. One of them sent her flying backwards. She crashed against the wall; she didn't know how many vampires she'd already killed. It had been a lot. The werewolves were rarer. She knew she'd been in this house longer than she had originally intended. Two hours, at the least. She was badly injured. Caroline still didn't recognize any of the men.

She kneeled down, ramming a dagger into the ground. She noted no Lapis Lazuli anywhere. It was dark out anyway. She concentrated. Suddenly, spikes of sunlight impaled the vampires. She watched each of them turn to dust. She already heard more coming. She crawled into the corner, wiping her cheeks. Her mouth was completely dry. She took out a flask of water, and drank. Then she closed her eyes. Her wounds began to heal. But she didn't have enough energy to heal it all. She couldn't slow down. Where was Klaus when she needed him? Then she heard his scream. She didn't know where she mustered the strength from, but she ran like lightning. She leapt over the inner Balcony of the mansion, landing five stories below. She didn't know how she had landed safely, but she had. Klaus was in his human form. Had they really been here that long? He was pinned to the ground by two vampires, with a werewolf constantly slashing at him. She got to the first vampire, tore out his heart, and decapitated another one. She recognized the werewolf. How was Braeden in his werewolf form. Maybe the house was spelled? She sent him flying backwards. He crashed against the pillar, bringing it down with him. Caroline never knew she had that much strength. Some of the house came down on him, and she found he was in his human form, unconscious. She turned to face Klaus, wiping her hair out of his face.

She extended her hand, helping him up. He took it. She nodded at him.

"Come on, I know where Casper is." She stated, pointing towards a room on the second floor. They were standing in the middle of the lobby. Klaus was biting his lip.

"About that…" Klaus started.

That was when everything went straight to hell. Or so Caroline had thought.

~VD~

Damon was in his car. He was driving to Georgia. He was on a mission, and he was going to find Caroline. Bonnie wouldn't do a locator spell? Fine, he knew plenty of witches. How hard could it be finding a human, anyway? Very hard, if it was Caroline, but he wouldn't give up. He was going to find this damn woman, apologize and beg her on his knees to take him back. The knees part was optional, but he'd resort to it. If he had to.

He wondered when exactly he realized he loved her. It was just after he turned his emotions back on. She wasn't emotionally invested in him yet. The night he wanted to tell her, he had planned everything. He had compelled all the people in the back wing to leave. He had gotten champagne, lit up the candles, and it was going to be really romantic. He felt like an idiot, but he had wanted it to be perfect. This little bit of perfect in their imperfect relationship.

She had him wrapped around her little finger the second he met her. He was drawn in by her immediately. He hadn't been able to stop staring at her. How could he? She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. But they had gotten off on the wrong foot. He had still been obsessed with Katherine, and she felt hate towards all vampires. Hell, she had admitted that she had wanted to kill him that night. What gave her pause? Why hadn't she done it? She easily could've. Instead she defied him, and amazed him.

When he saw her faint, a pang of emotion welled up inside him, but he repressed it. He hadn't admitted it then, but he already cared for her then. At least he no longer wanted to kill her. And that had bothered him. But holding her in his arms that night, made him think he was human. It even made him introduce himself to Liz with his human title. Major Damon Salvatore.

Then he experienced his first real time with Caroline. It had been mind-blowing. But she didn't want a real relationship. She hadn't been ready. But he had pushed her. Too far, and she ran away, to that Lukas. Because being with him made her crave a normal life. He should've learned from that experience. But he didn't. Because he was selfish. It had pained him to see her laugh with Lukas. Emotions he never knew he had. He felt small. Like he was never good enough.

But then suddenly, he was good enough, and Caroline and he had started a real relationship. And things were good. He had been in love with her. He still was. He couldn't imagine a day when he wouldn't be. She snuck up on him, and he couldn't shake her. He didn't want to either. He just wanted her back.

~VD~

"I'm out." Klaus said. Blood was on his arms, and the wounds were healing very badly. Caroline swallowed hard.

"Why?" Caroline asked, her lips pressing into a small line. Klaus sighed. This made him uncomfortable. He didn't want to leave Caroline, but this situation was hopeless, there were too many.

"This won't work. They'll kill us before we reach Casper." Klaus said.

"So…I saved your life and you're just going to leave me here alone?" She asked. She would not cry.

"If you're smart you'll leave too. You're strong, but this will kill you." He said.

"So be it. This ends today." Caroline said, determined. There was no trace of happiness or emotion in her eyes. She was dead inside. She hadn't known there was a switch for humans, but to her it felt as though hers was off. Klaus looked at her with regret.

"Nice knowing you Caroline." Klaus said, trying to get a goodbye hug. She sent him flying away.

"Yeah, you can go to hell." She spat out. He stared at her. She looked livid. He left. He knew it was wrong. Caroline had never felt this betrayed in her life. All she wanted to do was collapse onto the floor. But she couldn't do that. She would finish this. She had a plan, the plan was solid, and she just had to be strong enough.

"Everybody!" She shouted. Suddenly the place went dead quiet. Something changed inside Caroline. It was like her body was completely renewing itself. Her weakness was locked away, awakening a war machine. She briefly wondered whether this was what life would be like as a vampire, but didn't bother any more on it. Her body was gearing up for something, saving her from something yet again. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them, they were shining in a grass green. Her demon side was wide awake.

"Our bodies have basic instincts. When we see an obstacle, we either run or attack. Let's call it Fight or flight. I'm giving you that option now. You have a minute to flee, before I lock the doors so no one gets out. The rest will die." She yelled. She knew everyone had heard her. She heard a massive amount of chatter. Hundreds of people left through the doors. Most of them vampires. She turned around to look at Braeden. He was awake.

"You should leave. I know you heard me." Caroline said. He looked at her, his eyes were glassy.

"I can't move." He groaned. His throat was completely dry. Caroline didn't know why she took pity on him.

"Do you want to leave?" She asked. He nodded meekly. She acknowledged this. She went to him, put one of his arms around her shoulder, and carried him out. This caused a lot of murmur from the people fleeing. She reckoned there weren't many people left. She placed Braeden outside.

"Run as soon as you can. This place will be coming down." She warned. He nodded. His eyes were wide in amazement. Then she closed the doors. Her eyes turned from green to red, and she spelled the doors shut within a matter of seconds. Then she used the same power she had used with Lucifer, and transported herself into another room. She had Demon qualities, and she was going to use it. She didn't care about what happened afterwards. She looked around, looking for an enemy. Suddenly she saw a flash, and narrowly dodged a lightning bolt. She snarled.

"Ryo." She growled. He smiled.

"Lovely to see you again." He smirked. Then he moved a bookshelf down on her.

~VD~

"Damon Salvatore. Are you telling me you've moved on from Katherine?" Bree asked, shocked. Damon nodded, knocking back his fourth bourbon. Bree shook her head in disbelief. "I want to meet her."

"I lost her." Damon sighed.

"Excuse me?"

"That's why I came here. I need you to do a locator spell." He sighed.

"How'd you lose her?" She asked.

"Broke up with her." Damon sighed.

"You're such an idiot!" Bree exclaimed in frustration. Damon rolled his eyes.

"So I've been told." He said as he refilled his bourbon glass.

"And now you want her back?" She asked in understanding. He nodded, sipping his drink this time. Seemingly lost in thought. "Alright. Tell me something about her. What's her name?" Bree asked. Damon swallowed hard. He didn't know if she knew Caroline. Caroline had mentioned something about his witchy friend he'd met in college. Caroline knew a lot of people. Bree went to the door, and put a closed sign on it.

"Caroline Forbes." Damon sighed. Bree turned to face him, a look of horror on her face.

"You fell for Caroline Forbes?" She asked, amazed.

"Uh…yeah." Damon said.

"She's the worst possible girl to fall for."

"Geez, you think I don't know that? I can't help it." Damon sighed, not bothering to fill the bourbon into a glass this time, but drinking straight from the bottle.

"You know what? I'm a nice person." Bree said. Damon raised his eyebrows at her.

"I'm going to help you find her." She said. Damon looked very thankful.

"Thank you." He breathed out.

"A thank you from Damon Salvatore? Wow, you're totally in love with her. Alright sweetheart. Do you have something of hers?" She asked.

"I have something I was going to give to her." Damon shrugged.

"That won't do." Bree denied, but Damon kept on talking. He was feeling sad, and he needed to talk to someone.

"I was going to give this to her, once she chose to be with me. See? It's beautiful. It's a heart. And it has my name in it. I had it made just for her. But now she's gone." He started sobbing. He held onto a small necklace. It was beautiful. It wasn't fancy, or studded with diamonds, because he knew she wouldn't like that. It was simple. Bree was amazed, to say the least. Then she rolled her eyes.

"Yes, you love her. We know. Now let's JuJu her, so you can stop bawling and have your stupid happy ending." Bree dismissed.

"I have one of her panties." Damon said. Bree burst out laughing.

"That'll do, give it." She said, waving her hand. He reached into his back pocket, and pulled it out. Caroline had already been gone a couple of days. He didn't know what had happened to her. And he couldn't stand not knowing. Bree held onto the panties, trying to establish a location. She blinked in confusion. Suddenly, Damon was very sober.

"What is it?"

"I can't establish a connection. Hey, bring the map from the corner of the bar. I'm going old-school now." Bree said, making crazy motions with her hands.

"Give me your hand, I need blood." Damon willingly complied. He was patient. She dropped some of it onto the place where they were now. Damon looked at it expectantly. Suddenly, the drop balled up, and exploded, spreading all over the world map. Bree sighed.

"What's wrong?" Damon asked, worried. That wasn't a good sign.

"I can't find her. That means she got someone to cloak her…or…" She trailed off.

"Or what? Bree, tell me!" He yelled.

"Or she's dead." She breathed out, as Damon's eyes went wide. This couldn't be true, right?

~VD~

Caroline stopped the bookshelf from falling, and threw all the books into the air. Ryo's eyes widened.

"You don't know how to do that." He gasped.

"Don't I? Sure looks like I can." She said, forcing them on him. Honestly, she hadn't known she could do Telekinesis, but apparently Ryo could, so that meant she could too. He was a snide Japanese warlock. She could never stand him. He was always so arrogant.

"How is this possible?" He gasped, emerging from the books. He looked very rattled.

"Ask Casper. If he ever gets the chance to revive you. I doubt it." She smirked.

"You cannot kill me."

"Since I have the same powers as you, it renders us even. So, yes, I can." She nodded, before throwing a knife at him. She threw it with a force she never knew she had, splitting his skull open. She moved the candles on top of him, burning his body. She was also creating a barrier for vampires. She made the doors fly off their hinges. She was entering the room, surrounded by flames. Everyone looked towards her. Now she was seeing familiar faces. She was flooded with memories. But she wouldn't let them get to her. She would fight 'till she'd win. One way or the other. Then she locked eyes with him.

"Casper." She breathed out. It sounded angrier than she realized. She had forgotten his face. Now it hit him. He looked just like Klaus, only his hair was platinum blonde, and his eyes were ice blue. Granted, he had different features, but the way he carried himself, made her see some similarities. He had once been Klaus' greatest ally; of course he had picked up some tips. She would not let herself be shaken. She looked around. Caia was standing just behind Casper, caressing him, massaging his shoulders. Christopher, Ather, Mateo, Joel, Daray, Kern, Hadrian. She recognized them all. Some were missing.

"Kern." She called out. He snapped his head to look at her. She saw sadness in his eyes.

"Your brother is outside. He cannot move his legs. I'd help him before he dies." She told him. Like Braeden, Kern's eyes widened in amazement, before he left quickly. He just jumped over the fire. Caroline was controlling it with her mind. Casper looked at her.

"Well, look at you. Finally arrived I see. Any difficulties getting here?" Casper asked, bemused. Caroline wasn't here to play mind games. She remembered this room. Instead of an answer, Casper felt his airways being cut off. From a distance. He was only a warlock after all. He was no longer a vampire. He had found a way to turn back. Now he was an immortal warlock. He was like a vampire, except he had no enhanced speed or strength, or bloodlust. He didn't heal as fast as a vampire, either. She knew that. Snap his neck, rip his head off, or rip out his heart. Right? No, that wouldn't work. He could heal himself. Desperately Caroline tried to recall her original plan. It was as though her mind was solely focusing on the betrayal from Klaus. She bit her lip. She felt her nose hurt. If she didn't stop soon, she'd bleed. And that wouldn't be good. With satisfaction, she saw that Casper's face had a certain blue color to it. She stopped the hold she had on him, cocking an eyebrow at him.

"Impressive. Playing the nice guy, I see? Letting Kern help his brother. How sweet." He said, deeply in thought. Then he snapped a finger, and Ather stepped forward.

Ather had always been brutal. She had the deepest gashes from him. Most of them healed, but he was a sadist. He took immense pleasure in hearing people scream. He smiled wickedly, while walking towards him. He charged towards her, nearly flying. She ducked out under him, kicking him in the gut harshly. She sent him flying against the fire. He got caught, but quickly found his way out. He looked seething. Caroline was ready. She was already dead set she wouldn't get out alive, but she was going to cause the most destruction she could. He launched at her again. She punched a hand through his stomach, ripping it upwards. He sputtered.

"Feel that?" She asked, satisfied. He choked. Everyone in the room looked at her, out of fear. She heard wild rumor all around, and then people took leave. Casper stared after them angrily. 2 people were out. Joel and Daray left. She stared after them. Then she dropped Ather. Without taking his heart. Murmur started. Was this all some big game for them? Was this some kind of a test? What the hell? Once Ather had regained some of his strength, he stood up, panting. Then he made a leap for her, again. He wasn't a very versatile fighter, but he had enhanced speed. Nevertheless, she had that too, they were matched. At the last second she pulled out her vampire gun and double tapped him into the head. People laughed. They wouldn't be laughing in…5,4,3,2,1…Boom. A loud splash was heard as his head exploded, spraying brain matter all over Caroline. She felt disgusted. It dripped into her open wounds. She turned to face Caia. She looked livid. She was a platinum blonde. With ice blue eyes. She looked like she was about to raise hell, moving her hands in a foreshadowing kind of way. Caroline knew she had no more bullets. So she aimed, and threw her pistol. The head of it clanked her, and since she was a witch, it knocked her out. The remaining few people looked at themselves, and then charged at her. Leading her to the moment where, for the first time in her life, she feared losing her life.

One slash over her abdomen.

Another one crossed her cheek.

~VD~

Bonnie Bennett fainted in class that day. When she woke up later, with Jeremy by her side, all she could whisper was:

"She's channeling me. Let me rest. She needs my help." Jeremy held her hand, while her forehead wrinkled.

At the same time, Klaus Mikaelson felt a pang of emotion. He looked back at the castle. He could not hear anything. She had shut the doors. He had tried going back in. They were locked. Nobody could get out. In over a thousand years, he had never felt this bad about a choice he made. She had saved his life, and he had signed her death sentence. There was no way she was coming out alive. He sighed. He couldn't take this. He just ran. He ran like he always had. From his father, from his problems, from everything. He just wasn't a brave man. He was selfish, only caring for himself. What had he done?

~VD~

Christopher was a very good fighter, much unlike Ather. But for some reason he wasn't even trying. Sure, he got in a few good swipes, but whenever he had trained with her, urged her to fight back, he'd been more brutal, more challenging. Maybe she'd just gotten better. When he choked her from behind, She turned around, pulling a dagger out of Christopher's coat, slicing his abdomen. He yelled out in pain as it came back to her. Her plan. She thanked the heavens. She used all she could, and drove each and every single one of them onto a pillar. She kept them there. They could not move. She smiled in satisfaction. She sliced her own arm. Then with a flick of her hands, proceeded to break the necks of the monsters tied to the pillars. Casper gasped. This was weakening. With every minion that was lost, he lost some strength. They would be back, though. She had to make it quick.

"I did not come here to talk to you. I did not come here to fight." She said, deadly. Casper looked at her, curiously.

"Tell me what you came here for then, Caroline." He motioned with his hand.

"To kill you." She said, slowly. Her eyes lit up a bright green as she rammed the dagger into the ground. Casper shielded his eyes. When he realized nothing was happening, he laughed.

"This? This is how you kill me? Caroline, dear, that's insane." He laughed. He stopped immediately when he felt a tremor beneath him. Caroline closed her eyes. Casper used this as an opportunity to charge, but Caroline's body was inhabited by the killing machine he wanted her to be. Only, this way, she was still herself. She grabbed him by the neck, impaling his heart on the dagger. He was alive, but sputtering, and coughing. Blood was shooting up from his mouth. She smiled.

"Did you want this to happen to me?" She asked angrily, as she opened up a portal. She knew the spell by heart. The spell for hell. It made the castle floor crack apart, creating a huge gorge. Casper looked around, taking in the seriousness of this situation. She walked closer to him, grabbing his face, forcing him to look her in the eye.

"This is what happens when you create something you have no control over. It comes back to haunt you. There is no way I can balance the pain you caused me with what I could do to you, but this should be a good start." She said, slapping him. She spat in his face. He was barely alive, fading quickly. It brought immense joy to Caroline. She didn't want to be the kind of person who frolicked over another person's pain, but the creature in front of her wasn't one. She felt totally justified in what she was doing. But because keeping the portal open for too long was very bad for her mental health and strength, she had to hurry it up.

"What happened to me then, will never happen to me again. So if you ever do make it out, which I doubt, don't come looking for me. I will never turn. You got it?" She asked, still squeezing his neck.

"Don't kill me." He croaked, spitting out blood. Some landed on her. "I'm Family." He said, empathetically. Caroline shook her head. Shivers crept up her spine. The bastard had the nerve to smile smugly at her. She picked him up by the heart, held him up a few feet in the air.

"Rot in hell." She said, tossing his body backwards, holding onto his heart, therefore ripping it out. She had to keep it, that was the plan. She watched his body fall, until the hole closed up. Once it was closed, she collapsed momentarily, breathing heavily. She killed him. She had killed him. It was done. He was dead. She panted loudly. But as the roof started collapsing on her, she realized this wasn't done. With her last remaining powers, she tried to make a protective shield. Then the roof collapsed on her.

~VD~

Klaus felt the castle collapse 500 Miles away. By now, he was at the border of the Ukraine. He didn't hear anything, but he could feel it. He just knew. Caroline was dead. He sighed, as he slumped off.

~VD~

Tadaa. What do you think? Is Caroline really dead? What will Damon do? Let me know.