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Chapter 11: The mess of it all
Despite everything that could and probably would go wrong with this thing with Klaus I felt happy, excited even. That was probably why when he caught up to me, and later anchored us together by clasping his hands behind by back, instead of running I just stood toe to toe with him.
"You do know, I enjoy the chase," He grins wickedly my way. "Be the mouse to my cat and I'll gobble you up."
I bite back a grin. "I'm not impressed."
"You were the last time I gobbled you up." He says showing off his dimples.
"Stop it." Now I can't even hide my grin. Or the fact that my heart is racing.
"Shall I remind you yet again, I have a wicked t..."
I place my hand over his mouth to stop whatever filthy thing that is sure tumble out of his mouth. That mouth.
"Do you feel that?" I ask suddenly removing my hand from his mouth. Klaus only raises his full lips to form a smirk. I catch eyes with him which has him raising a brow all Elijah style but so much freaking better. When Klaus raises his brow up, its like he's saying if you show me yours, I'll show you mine. Goodness I needed to get a grip and focus.
"Would you like to feel it love?" He asks suddenly suave as can be, and if I didn't feel like shit was about to hit the fan I would do so much more than just feel it. My mouth was suddenly dry.
I let out a calming breath because he seemed to make my hormones want to take front seat and everything else could wait till later. "Klaus, you're a hybrid, I need you to use those skills instead of the ones you use to get me naked."
He smirks but soon the smirk melts from his face.
"Something's wrong," I say as the feeling grows inside of me. Angst is all around and not the kind based on unrequited love, or love in general. "I feel anger, malice, confusion, conflicting emotions."
He nods his head. "I feel it too, it's dark."
"What do you hear?" I ask once we've established some space.
His ears twitch as he continues to listen for clues. "Someone has a death wish, they've come to challenge the supernatural of New Orleans."
The snarl that is on his lips is one to not be forgotten. Whomever was dumb enough to challenge the supernatural here, obviously had a death wish because by one look I could tell Klaus was itching for a battle.
Inwardly I groaned. Where had fighting ever gotten anyone, aside from me dead. I was not dying today so whatever this was, needed to end with me very much alive.
Just as we're poised to move forward, a loud gasp is heard from the side. My suddenly shot nerves have my jumping at the mere sound. Heart pounding, It's then I notice Damon is slumped over rubbing his neck.
"What happened to you?" I ask my eyes accessing him. He's got a hint of glare going on but we're in weird space anyway. He seems to be okay from the looks of it.
Damon glares at Klaus and steps forward. "He snapped my neck."
Klaus chuckles. "I can do it again if you like." Klaus says moving closer with me in the middle.
I roll my eyes. "We don't have time for this, get it together because something is going down and we need to get inside."
"You're absolutely right love." Klaus says from behind me.
"Yeah," Damon say still looking behind me at Klaus.
I move from between the two of them because I was not down for a Bonnie sandwich. "So we go in and try to defuse the situation." I say causing to pairs of eyes to look my way if only for a few seconds.
Silence
I rolled my eyes, I knew the type of men I was dealing with, they were the type to ask questions to hearts that were already ripped out.
"Guys?" I ask looking between the two. "I'm not trying to die today so we form some kind of plan and work it out." I stressed teeth gritted.
In return to my words I get a few mumbles the hybrid and vampire manage to spare my way all the while still glaring at one another. Or least Damon is glaring, Klaus is kind of looking smugly, but that's his everyday face.
"Fine" I say letting out a long sigh because this was probably going nowhere and really we were wasting time. "All I ask is that we shed the least amount of blood as possible." I say sternly.
"Okay."
"Lets get on with it shall we."
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Klaus
He understood what Bonnie has asked of them, she was after all the good girl, the all around good person who wanted to live in peace. He got it, from some of the things she had spoken about, although not in length, he got it– she wanted a peaceful life, where she got to live it to the fullest. He planned on helping her achieve that goal in many different ways. However, to achieve peace sometimes you had to eradicate those who were trying to disturb it.
That was why, instead of sneaking in like he was some regular ole vampire, he kicked the door down causing everyone to look his way. His actions were done for dramatics of course, but it still got his point across.
The room that was once filled with voices were now hushed as he walked through like the proud hybrid he was. He took his time making his way till he was right smack dab in the middle of the now stilled commotion. He could only imagine what people were thinking with Bonnie standing by his side, nevermind the other vampire who was a hanger on. The power he and Bonnie had together was enough to turn holds.
Surveying the situation, it was apparent that words had been shared Vincent was holding Gloria back, a witch whom he knew held a very vast amount of power. Elijah on the other hand had his fangs bared as if ready for a fight, the other supernatural were on high alert as well. Wolves paced back and forth while vampires hissed. The witches looked like they had words that were seconds away from floating from mouths.
All of this for a lone person.
The intruder stills suddenly finished with his spiel of bull. Slowly the unwanted guest turns around and he's not at all impressed by what he sees. The guest with a death wish, is a gangly looking thing with dry lips and even dryer skin. This dude was in some serious need of lotion and lip oil for that matter.
This was the person who dared to come into his city, which really was his kingdom! It was laughable.
"Sorry I'm late, for your little," He looks the fool up, down and then grins. "Show, I had better things to attend to." He says smugly as he walks closer to the scaley looking person. It's clear that the person has a death wish but it's also very clear that the person is sick. That notion is ridiculous because supernatural don't get sick, not vampires at least and the lack of heartbeat tells him this thing is in fact a vampire.
The creature who looks parched, dares to take a long look to the side of him where Bonnie stands. He too finds himself looking over at her. At once he see's Damon is standing far too close and mentally adds breaking his neck yet again, to his list of things to do- after his sets this thing straight.
"Of course you had better things to do everything and everyone is so far beneath you King Klaus Mikaelson." The unwanted guest licks his lips. "Especially," Grey eyes twinkle. "Her."
He growls so loud that the windows rattle. It's involuntary. However, it seems to spook the dry one."You don't speak to her. You don't look at her." He says blindly reaching for the her in question, almost yanking her from the duller Salvatore. When Bonnie is near, he growls again. This time he's growling because he can. His wolf is acting up raging in the inside and making his blood boil. Nobody spoke to her that way. She belonged to him.
The smile that lights the creature, is one that is met with a cold stare. Elijah who is standing far away speaks this time.
"You've got our attention, what is it that you want?" Elijah asks the voice of reason.
The creature smiles showing sharp teeth much like a shark.
"Who are you and why are you interrupting my meting?" Vincent asks suddenly. He doesn't look impressed either, in fact he looks ticked off that his supernatural meeting was interrupted.
This time the creature turns to Vincent ignoring Elijah all the way . "My name makes no matter to anyone but I'll humor you." He smiles again. "My name is DeClair."
"Tick tock, I've got a temper and you are about to be on the receiving end of it." He snarls. "What do you want aside from an early demise."
Grey eyes harden as he looks out at them. "Me and my people want it all! We're putting all of you on notice. This place will be ours and you're either are against us or with us. If you stand with the Mikaelson family, then your against us." The creature says looking from Elijah to him.
He watches then as DeClair eyes train on her. Inwardly he feels his wolf has had enough. His body begins to shift with one more mere look in the direction of Bonnie. Vaguely he can see Damon, grab for Bonnie but she shakes her head.
"If you stand with the Bennett witches, you're also standing on the wrong side." Grin. "We're taking a page out of your book, anyone who stands against us is enemy." DeClair says tauntingly.
Vincent comes down from his spot in the auditorium. "Listen, whatever chip is on your shoulder, we don't want it here." He says making his way over to stand across from the creature. Elijah too is on the other side.
Its almost like they are boxing this thing in.
From across the room Lucy stands up her face filled with anger. " You come here to our city, and demand things from us! We don't play games here, this isn't Mystic Falls."
DeClair looks her over shortly. "I have no problem with you, except you stand by her." He says pointing at Bonnie, who by this stage has her fist clenched.
He's ready to snap, he's already half shifted and ready for a fight.
The only problem, is so is Bonnie. She was fearless, beautiful and brilliant, but way too fearless for her own good. But that was why he liked her.
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Bonnie
It was the way he spat out my family name that had my itching for a fight. I could just about feel my blood boiling at this point. But what really got me was the way this, thing was looking at me. I didn't like it one bit, I liked it even less the way he spoke to all of us. I had gone up against enough bad guys to know this was just the beginning of some b.s.
"What's your problem?" I ask not wasting time. Klaus is soon at my side once again, as well as Damon.
"My problem is that you and all of you here act like you're so much better. You all have blood on your hands but you shun others, others who aren't willing to play the game you want them to play." He sniffs the air and looks at her again. "All of you trade one monster for the next never knowing the real monsters are the ones you've created."
I'm taken aback by the way he looks at me suddenly.
"You certainly have created your fair share of monsters, haven't you Bonnie?" DeClair taunts.
At his words an image comes to mind that happen in the not so distant past.
The night and the nights following my breakup with Enzo he had gone on binder after binder, claiming it was all for love. I had fallen out of love with him, and he had nearly lost his mind because of it. On the last night of his reign of terror, he had gone on a blood binder so bad I had to snap so sense into him.
Mentally I'm freaking out because this dude, it seems like he knows me, like knows me.
"I've seen and heard an awful lot about you Bonnie Bennett your past and your future and let me tell you..."
Instinctively my hand reaches out forming a fist and thus halting anymore talking from our guest. Now it was my turn. "Listen I don't know what your deal is, I don't even know your story but your coming off super hostile." I say to the newcomer. "Tone it down when you speak to me." I say to a hushed room.
Power radiates off of me, I can feel it all around me, its reaching out ready to snap so sense if needed into this DeClair person. Instinct was telling me to let my magic wrap around him till he got it together but I was trying to reel in that part of me. The way he was talking to me was triggering and my magic wanted to lash out.
After I spoke my peace I let go of the paralyzing spell which kept him quiet while I spoke my own peace.
"You can talk now." I say crossing my arms in front of my chest.
He grins which only serves to give me the creeps. "My story is the story of every other person you and everyone in this place deems as an enemy simply because they go against what you believe is right. I am the creation of all of you and the people before you, that were just like you."
As he takes a step closer I find myself taking a much needed step closer to the side, where Klaus is standing. Damon is on the other side of me, sticking very close as well.
"You are quite the peculiar one aren't you." He says looking at me. "You and your family have a very notable name in the supernatural world, and yet you damage yourself and that name with him," He says looking at Damon. "You risk it all for him!"
"You don't know a damn thing about her, or us." Damon says suddenly.
He then smirks. "I know enough."
He then looks back at me. "And you open your legs for that one." He says now looking over at Klaus. "You sully yourself for this- this self proclaimed King." DeClair continues. "The Bennett name is brought to shame by you and only you- opening your legs for someone like him."
In that moment I have two choices to make, I can either lie, or I could stand my ground. Typically I wasn't into everyone being all up in my business but this dude appeared to have severe issues with me, and if he thought he was going to knock me down a peg because I happen to enjoy banging Klaus then he was mistaken.
I put my head down and then look up a sly smile on my lips. "The Bennett name is still as strong as it ever was, who I share my bed with, or whose bed I climb into will never overshadow, my name and the power behind that name." I say my chin tilted up. "I am, Bonnie Bennett, the strongest of my line and that will never change."
DeClair looks taken back by my words. "You will be the downfall of your line." He says suddenly. "And all of you will be the downfall of this city." He spits out.
I bite my lip. "You talk a big game, but I can feel your energy. Your filled with magic, I can feel it." Pause. "It's dark and twisted, it pain and heartache...it anger and resentment." I say looking up at him. "It's dwindling though."
It's Lucy who asks the question of the hour. "What are you?"
Klaus who is still very close scoffs. "It doesn't really matter what he is, vampire, witch anything now that the pleasantries are over, the real fun begins."
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Klaus
He hadn't tore anyone to pieces in a long time it would be fun to do it all again. After all he had a name to uphold and if everyone here saw him do what he did best it would remind them to screw with him.
Tuning back into the long winded conversation of DeClair he hears him tell his sob story.
"I'm a little bit of everything, but I'm also dying slowly," pause. Desiccating if you will," The creatures pauses to look over at Damon. "Isn't that right Damon, you know that feels like."
The Salvatore soon takes a stance as if he's gearing for a fight.
"Who are you, really?" Salvatore asks.
The creature chuckles. "Doesn't really matter, all that matters is that all of you will end up just like me soon enough, and that will be your demise." DeClair continues. "You'll feel just like I feel and just like others like me feel."
Immediately hard eyes focus on her, and he knows then that he'll put them all out of their misery.
"Then," He says drawing closer. "Allow me to speed up the process."
He first bares his fangs as he feels the wolf taking over his vampire.
"Klaus wait,"
Though they are close he turns completely his body facing her, so she can speak and maybe so he can check her out.
It's almost like she can tell that he's about to attack something vicious, something that will leave the taste of what he's planning in the mouths of everyone in attendance of this meeting. Instead of striking which is what he normally would do, he turns to look at her sharply.
"What do you mean wait, he all but called you everything in the book on top of a disgrace to your family and you want to wait give him more time to speak his peace?"
She furrows her brows a dimple forming between the two. He's been on the receiving end of that look enough time to know when a Bennett witch moment is about to occur.
"He has come to our home to start a fight, then I say I give him a real fight." He smiles. "And I'll give all your followers a fight as well." He says with every intention to back up his words.
She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms in underneath her breast, giving him a delightful view. Maybe, just maybe later he can talk her into letting him feast on them while she's sitting in his lap. They could sneak away for a little fun while everyone is eating and then be back before anyone had even noticed. Yes, that was the plan. First he'd have to teach this no name wannabe villain a thing or two and then he'd have to sweet talk Bonnie out of her panties.
"Maybe, just maybe we should listen to what he has to say before going in for the kill." She says glaring over at him.
He can't help it, he lets out a belly laugh, it's so loud that it echos as everyone who is indeed at the meeting and watching this spectacle is wondering what the hell has just happened. "You want to hear him out, perhaps we should give him blood for his slow desiccation and water for his parchment." He says sarcastically. "I mean why stop at that love, how about we send him off with milk and cookies for his people."
"Don't be snide!"
"Don't be ridiculous." He says throwing his hands up in the air. He's starts to pace back and forth much like a caged lion, all the while his eyes are watching everyone in attendance, including the guest with a death wish. "Do you remember our first meeting, you never gave me a chance to speak my peace."
Now she shifted her green eyes lighting up in a way that showed the power that was nestled in every fiber of her body. "Oh, you mean when you were inhibiting my history teacher and wearing his body like meat suit!" She reminds sending him a strong glare. "You know when you were trying to get me to use enough magic to overexert myself to my death."
He chuckles at that only causing her to bristle. "That was a good plan."
"Not really," She says with a toss of the hair off her shoulder. "I'm still alive."
He looks at her fondly. "That's because your like a phoenix, far prettier though."
"Stop flirting with her." Damon whines.
He pays no attention to the Salvatore and instead focuses on Bonnie. "Fine, how about we discuss when you faked your death and tried to put me down, you could've listened to me then, but no you alined yourself with my traitorous brother."
She jerked so far back he almost laughed. "Yeah well he was trader to us as well, it seems moral Elijah has no morals after all." She snaps. "And you're still very much alive, or undead, whatever!" She says hands planted on her hips.
He smirks. "I'm alive where it counts."
"Seriously!"
He steps into her space now watching as her face is heated and flushed. "Have you not learned anything about keeping strays– you let them talk the talk and you're stuck with another Damon Salvatore."
Bonnie only shuddered.
DeClair seems to look on with glee, only spurring everything on more.
Damon who had been silent suddenly grabs a hold of Bonnies hand and brings her close to him. The growl that escapes his mouth is only natural.
"The fuck, you don't know anything about me and my Bon Bon." Damon says holding onto Bonnie a little too tight for his liking.
He watches with laser eyes at the scene. Now not only will he snap Damons neck, but he'll make sure the next time he seduces Bonnie, after the quickie he's planned for later, that it's in the home the two friends share. That way, the whiny whimpering long suffering lovelorn vampire can hear all the ways Bon Bon screams his name and melts in his mouth.
"I know that you're the reason Sheila is no longer among us." He smiles as Bonnie pushes Damon away from her. This would be the time to mic drop but he's not finished. "You're also the reason she's been hurt so many times."
Damon looks at him and then turns back to Bonnie. "Bon, we've gone to therapy for all of this, don't let him bring this up and screw up what we've worked so hard for."
The onlookers gasp at that notion.
"And to top it off you turned her mother into a vampire." He says catching eyes with Bonnie.
Damon clenches his fist and then looks over to where Elijah stands. "That wouldn't have happen if not for shady Elijah!" Damon bellows.
Elijah soon appears in front of Damon. "It's best that you keep your mouth shut, or I shall cut your tongue out for you."
He shares a look with his brother before looking back over to Bonnie.
"You see Bonnie if we do this your way, you're only creating another Damon situation and I'm trying to stop that before it happens."
When he touches her face she slaps his hand away. "You know what, I don't care!" She says eyes scanning the area. "Do you, because that's what your good at."
"You're pretty good at it too." He says a smirk playing on his lips.
Damon groans. "Can you spare us the details."
"No don't leave out any detail." Someone yells. He's positive it's Josh.
Ignoring them he stands in front of her, arms crossed at his chest. "If I play this game your way, will you blow me later?" He says pointing his finger at him.
She leans close to him. "Only if you let me bite you, vampire style, on that delicate neck of yours."
He pulls back and surveys everyone in attendance who is still gawking at this soap opera they've started to spin. "Bite you say,"
"Bite." She echos green eyes sparking.
"Okay."
Seconds later he's bitten the intruder who was to caught up in the soap opera moment they had staged to realize he was being set up.
Soon the monster if you will, is withering on the floor screaming in pain.
The people whom they had assumed were hidden away in cahoots come out of hiding in aide of their friend. Elijah grabs one while Damon has the other. Before any questioning is done the two additional unwanted guest, vanish.
For a second they all look upon one another before turning back the attention to DeClair, whom unlike his friends, is still very much with them.
"Let this be a lesson to you," He says a devious look on his face. "Don't come for us we bite back." He says picking up the creature and launching it out of the vicinity.
Soon cheers erupt as other supernatural start all speaking at once. The one thing that is universal is that everyone is saying that they fight, for what belongs to them, and this place belongs to all of them.
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Klaus
Once alone he bares down on the withering almost corpse. "Go tell your friends." He says using compulsion to steer the vampire/ witch. "I want you to get to them as fast as you can, and when you've told them, what you need to tell them, the venom I've put inside of you will finally kill you." He grins.
DeClair soon is on his way.
Message sent.
He looks out feeling eyes on him. "And for you, whomever you are, you come for me, or what's mine and that will be the last thing you ever do."
A.N.2: For those looking for klonnie to show a bit more vulnerability it's coming soon. Take care, and stay safe!