Chapter 1 – Katherine & Elijah
This story was inspired by Revenge is a Confession of Pain by GhostInThePhoto over on FF.net.
Disclaimer : I own nothing associated with the Vampire Diaries everything even close to being a part of that belongs to Julie Plec, the CW, and others who most definitely aren’t me.
Klaus looked around the cellar with an emotion he could only call satisfaction, bordering on pride. For too long he’d let things go, just let them slide because there was something more important to contend with on the horizon. First the curse, then making his hybrids, his father after that, then his mother, and on and on it went seeming to never end.
Now however, they had all gone a step to far. Not only did they try to unsire his hybrids and spark a mutiny against him, but they also had the nerve to desicate him. Him! He was the original hybrid if he hadn’t continued to let infraction after infraction go without answer they would never have attempted such a foolish thing. Oh, well, better late than never he supposed.
Going down his mental list he counted off his… guests and their crimes as his eyes fell upon them.
One, the deceitful bitch who kept him from ending his curse five centuries before, Katerina Petrova, he’d had her in his grasp once before but let her go but now she had foolishly returned to him.
Two, his own love struck brother Elijah, time and again he reached out to his brother only to have his hand slapped away for another, usually a Petrova. Well, if nothing else at least he was consistant.
Three, his latest doppleganger and continuous source of annoyance Elena Gilbert, that foolish girl had plotted against not only him but his entire family on more than one occasion, going so far as to side with Ester.
Four, Stefan’s headstrong dull-witted brother, Damon Salvatore, he hadn’t really cared what the fool did until he’d learned of the bastards crimes against Caroline when she was still human, crimes that as far as he could see had gone unpunished until now.
Five, his former friend, Stefan Salvatore, the man had deceived him time and again betraying their friendship and showing no loyalty for everything he’d given him. There had been a time when they had been as close as brothers, closer truly, but that seemed to mean nothing to the man now. He supposed he should follow that example and cast their past aside.
Six, the power hungry arrogant witch, Bonnie Bennett, while she had some power she had nowhere near the control and skill needed to truly harness it, yet somehow she managed to become a problem on more than one occasion continually interfering in his plans. Her bumbling methods crude yet surprisingly effective in their simplicity.
Seven, his hopelessly romantic, baby sister Rebekah, another sibling who continually chose others over family, forever lead by heart instead of mind. First the hunter Alexander, then Stefan going so far as to side with Micheal, of all creatures over him.
Eight, his first successful hybrid, Tyler Lockwood, his first and yet apparently most rebellious who had tried to usurp his place as alpha over his hybrids. When would they all learn, he was the ALPHA, there could be no other.
Finally, nine, his beautiful Caroline Forbes, the girl most used against him, whenever her friends needed him distracted from their latest scheme in walked Caroline. So beautiful, so loyal, so decietful. He did not hold this against her of course, it was really her friends doing, no her only fault was where she chose to lay her loyalty. Soon she would see where she truly belonged, who she truly belonged with.
They were all, save Caroline, hanging from the ceiling by their wrists in a circle facing one another with a two person wide space between them preventing any kind of contact. He wanted them to see, to hear, what became of each other. He wanted them to know that he had limits, and that they had finally reached the end of it all.
Caroline, was being held against the far wall with a spell so she would not be harmed by her restraints. There was a second spell preventing her from making a sound to alert the others to her presence, she was encased in a magically enhanced shadow hiding her from the eyes of her friends. His siblings with their heightened senses would know she was there, but he doubted they would care. He stood in the doorway and watched as one by one they awakened, finally they could begin.
Elijah knew from the moment he regained his senses that he was in trouble. He remembered his brother speaking to him before a sharp pain, his neck snapping he would guess, then nothing but darkness before waking here. He could tell from the stone walls and the earth a few feet below where he hung that he was in a cellar of some kind, where he would not even presume to know, though it did look vaguely familiar but that could just be the sameness most places like this shared.
The burning in his veins told him that not only had he been partially drained of blood, making him weaker than normal, but he had also been dosed with a large ammount of vervain making it impossible for him to break free of his restraint. He also imagined that there was a spell or two placed around the room to prevent escape in the unlikely event that he or any other should manage to somehow slip their bonds. His brother always did cover all his bases.
After taking in his surroundings and his own personal health, he took in the people he was sharing the space with, ones who obviously were also currently on his brothers bad side.
Most were expected; though he was shocked to see his sister, what was even more curious was the delightful Ms. Forbes who was being held away from the others and if he had to say, away from their punishment as well. He had no doubt Niklaus would be taking her to task for her supposed crimes against him, but it would seem her punishment would not be the same as theirs. Unfortunately he knew that theirs would likely be very bloody and for most, more than likely, fatal. A quick glance showed him that all but his sister were awake and furious.
“Yo! What gives? Why did the original D-bag pull a psycho and round us up?” Ah, yes, Damon Salvatore always to be relied upon to state things so eloquently.
“If I had to speculate, I would say Niklaus is angry with us and has ‘rounded us up’ to express his displeasure, forcefully.” Elijah could feel his brothers’ presence at his back and knew he was just waiting for Rebekah to awaken before making his grand entrance. He always was one for theatrics. As it turned out he did not have to wait long, moments later his sister revived in a fit of rage.
“Where the blood hell are we? Where is Nik? I owe him a broken neck, that’s twice now you realize that he’s done that to me.” His sister was obviously so engrossed in her fury she did not feel their brother moving towards them, he could have warned her but did not see the point when would arrive before them in just a few moments.
“Hello all, and welcome back to the land of the living, well mostly, let’s get started shall we?”
Katherine, having dealt with Klaus the longest apart from his siblings knew they were all in deep trouble. She watched Klaus stand in the center of his circle of victims, turning slowly, looking them all up and down before finally stopping on her and Elijah. Fuck. The one instance when she truly did not want to come first.
“Quick explanation first, then on to the main event, I have let several indiscretions pass of late. What I saw as generosity, my not ripping your hearts out and feeding them to you, you saw as weakness. Instead of counting your blessings and backing down you lot decided to push farther, harder, and this is my response.” Fuck again.
She’d known she should have blown town days ago, now she was going to pay for staying. She only hoped that she survived whatever retribution Klaus dished out, somehow, though she doubted it. She’d seen Elijah tense and move to speak, hopefully to help diffuse the situation, but Damon and his overabundance of stupid beat him to it.
“How come vampire Barbie gets a pass? I…”
If he’d planned to say anything else that would prove impossible now, Klaus had, with one blow, crushed Damon’s throat. It would take at least a few hours to mend, even longer without some fresh blood to help the process along, and she for one couldn’t be more relieved. Things were bad enough the last thing they all needed was for Damon to open his big mouth and somehow make things worse. With Klaus, no matter how bad it was, there was always a worse.
If any of them wanted a chance in hell of surviving this they needed to keep Klaus calm, bringing up Caroline was not the way to do that. She felt her heart momentarily stop when Klaus turned his attention back to her and from his smirk of smug satisfaction she knew he’d heard it.
“Katerina, you ruined my plans five hundred years ago and have slowly become an even greater pain since then, you should have stayed hidden.” She could not agree more.
“Niklaus if you harm her I swear I will…” Klaus cut off Elijah’s threat with an absent wave of his hand.
“Don’t worry brother, I know how much Katerina means to you and I would never dream of separating the two of you again.” The words themselves should have been comforting but she knew Klaus to well for that, she knew deep down that whatever he had planned would be worse than death.
“You see I’m going to grant both your wishes, you should be thanking me. Katerina wishes for a life where she doesn’t have to run from me anymore. You, Elijah, in turn wish for a life where you can be with Katerina. You two can even get married since I’m sending you to a church, or under one at least.”
No! She couldn’t go back into the tomb. Wait! Hadn’t Elijah’s witches brought down the spell to keep vampires in? Maybe Klaus didn’t know that? Maybe if they played their cards right…
“I thought the tomb spell was destroyed?” Stupid doppleganger! Elena may look like her but obviously all the brains in the family had gone elsewhere, having met the younger Gilbert before she couldn’t fathom where.
“Yes, it had, so I had a new spell placed on it, a better one, now instead of just keeping vampires in, it keeps everything else out as well. Nothing can get in once Katerina and my dear brother enter. Not vampires, not humans, not animals, not even objects, there’s also a sound barrier and an enchantment to hide the entrance from prying eyes both mystical and otherwise.”
Oh God, they would be well and truly trapped. A witch, if by some miracle they managed to gain ones attention can’t cast a spell on something they can’t find. The only people who knew where the tomb was were all in this room and she doubted any of them would be in a position to help once Klaus was done with them. Fuck!
Elijah for his part showed no outward reaction to his brothers announcement. The thought of not only slowly desiccating but having to watch his beloved Katerina suffer the same fate for years until they were too starved to keep their eyes open made his insides recoil in fear.
He knew there would be no escape, his brother was too smug for there to be any possibility of their liberation. He knew their only hope would be if his brother, eventually, forgave him and granted him his release, even then he was sure it would take years after that for him to gain his beloved’s freedom as well.
He knew it would happen, they were family his only concern was for how long it would take. Niklaus had kept their brother Finn locked away for nine hundred years and had still shown no sign of releasing him before Elijah had done it himself. This could very well mark the start of the worst years of his life and he knew they would drag on slower than any of the years he had lived before.
As he and Katerina were magically lead away to their fate by one his brothers’ pet witches he could hear his sister’s voice behind him begging for mercy to be shown. Screaming that they were family, if he could he would have told her to save her strength that her pleas fell on deaf ears, for now the only family Niklaus claimed was his hybrids and maybe Caroline Forbes.
For the time being at least he and Rebekah were his enemies not his blood and everyone knew how Klaus dealt with his enemies. He shuddered to think what his sisters fate would be, he only hoped that if he was forgiven before her, that he would be able to help her in some way and that if the reverse were true that she would try and help him and his love.
As everyone watched Katherine and Elijah leave and listened to Rebekah’s pleas that were being ignored entirely they all exchanged similar looks of fear and thought the same thing, one word that encompassed the entire situation.
They were all fucked, because Klaus was done playing games.
As Caroline watched from the shadows unable to help she felt a single tear fall for what was to come.