KINKY!; Goodbye✓

Kol Mikaelson // Among The Beasts // Part 2

"This is funny", Klaus thought, a while later, as he stood in front of his mother's lifeless body, holding her heart on his right hand. It was indeed amusing, because all of Esther's worries revolved around what he would become if he possessed his Hybrid powers. What kind of evil the blond would turn out to be. Yet, she did not considered the fact she was the one to blame. She made him. She sentenced a poor boy to a painful childhood just to hide her mistake.

A bitter chuckle left his lips. Yes, killing her was an act of mercy, for the witch deserved way more than a quick death.

"Nik!" Rebekah squealed, seeing the tent's state. "Oh my God, Nik! What happened?"

"Father." He mumbled, tiredly; tears began to stream down his pale cheeks. "You see, he tricked our mother into cursing me, locking my wolf part away. But I guess it wasn't enough for him."

The girl broke into a soft cry and Klaus pulled her to his chest, hugging her tightly, whispering kind words. It was then that Y/N's face popped up on his mind, her words echoing. He was going to protect his family at all costs and live up to the promise he made to her. One day, the blue eyed Original was going to break the curse, releasing his true nature and waking Y/N/N up. No matter what he had to do or whom he had to kill.

Drawn by their younger sister's whimpers muffled on Niklaus' shirt, Elijah and Kol entered abruptly on their home, only to find it wrecked. Sheets torn apart, tiny bits of glass scattered on the ground, broken furniture and a pair of siblings dirty with blood. Of course, not one of these things were a match to Esther lying motionless. Dead.

"Shit." Kol muttered.

While explaining the whole situation, the blond was very careful to leave Y/L/N's part on the spell out, for he intended to keep his word. Plus, his baby brother cared about her in ways he could not understand; they had been friends since childhood. So close to each other. Telling him, even if it was a lie, that the girl he loved was gone was going to crush him.

"We have to run away, then." Elijah said eventually. "Before father finds us."

"Let's give mother a proper burial first." Rebekah requested, wiping away the salty teardrops. "Is the least we can do."

"Of course, sister." Niklaus agreed. "Why don't you go first and get things ready? I need to talk to Kol for a minute."

"Uh, sure. Don't take long, though." Rebekah lastly spoke and dragged the virtuous Mikaelson, who held his mother on his arms, alongside her.

As soon as they were gone, Kol crossed his arms and quirked a brow, disturbed. Clearly something was wrong, because Klaus seemed hesitant to start talking, which was not usual at all.

"Come on, brother. What do you want?"

"It's about Y/N."

"f**k. What happened to her, Nik?"

"She's... I'm sorry, Kol. I wish I wasn't the one telling you this. I wish this wasn't true."

"What happened?" He quizzed through gritted teeth. "Tell me!"

"She has passed away."

"What?"

"Mikael, uh, he killed her. Apparently they thought she wasn't good enough to be with you. They saw her as a risk that could not be tolerated."

Klaus watched as the man slowly fell to his knees, screaming whilst the ache took over him. The blond Mikaelson felt helpless, for he did not desire to see his own flesh suffering, but could not bring himself to tell him the truth. No, Y/N deserved to have her last wish granted; therefore, Kol would only discover she had lived once she wakes up.

"Where is her body?" It was barely a whisper. "I want to see her."

"I don't know. Maybe in depths of the flowing river? Mikael took her away before I could do something."

He was lying.

Once the spell was over, Esther released him from the vervain soaked ropes. She had weaken him with a hex, meaning he nearly could not stand on his own feet after she was done. Finn was responsible for dragging him home.

Y/N/N, on the other hand, did not receive the same treatment; matter fact, she was left there to be eaten by the wild animals. One less problem, he heard them say. But Klaus refused to let her be forgotten, so, as soon as he got his strength back, he went to the clearing and collect her limp form. Mikaelson brought her to an old village couple and compelled them to protect the girl.

"I have to look for her. I need to find my girl, my little wolf." His voice was mingled with tears, it was like someone had turned on the faucet in his eyes."Why did they do that? Take away the only thing I cared about?"

"I don't know, brother. But be sure of this: we'll avenge her death." Klaus said, squeezing Kol's shoulder in order to sooth him. "Now go, grieve her. Grieve mother."

"No." He blurted out. "No, no. I can't do this. She can't... f**k, I can't."

Afore the blue eyed Original could say something, Kol had already stormed out, probably going to the forest, where he and Y/N used to hang out all the time. He needed this time alone to put himself together; it was not easy to lose someone.

Niklaus sighed, shaking his head and going outside, where the sky was miscellaneously coloured; no fit for such dark days that got upon the Mikaelson family. Rebekah was next to Elijah, both of them standing in front of a grave.

"Kol seemed upset." The elder sibling pointed out. "What has got into him?"

"Y/N."

"What about her?" It was Bekah's voice. "Tell us, Nik."

"I'm afraid she's gone, sister. Last night, during the spell... I couldn't save her." Her whimpers became louder. "I felt so powerless."

"We need to stick together. As siblings. Nothing will cross our path again." Rebekah offered her hand to both brothers, grasping them and making a promise. "Always and forever."

They repeated in unison, hands intertwined. "Always and forever."

[England, 1492]

Klaus entered the secret vault where he kept Y/N's body. Oftenly he would go there to check up on her, a sweet reminder of the promise he made almost five hundred years ago. One he wished to be fulfilling it right.

"Hello there, love." The Original breathed out, stroking her cheek carefully. "I know it's been quite some time now, but I'm confident that I'm closer than ever to set us both free."

Two weeks prior, a fine young woman arrived to wealthy castle the Mikaelson family had been living. She was absolutely stunning, of course, however, that was not why Klaus developed an interest on her. No. Katerina Petrova looked exactly like Tatia, whose blood served to bind the dreadful spell, which could only mean she was the doppelgänger he longed to find. The missing part to break the curse.

"All we need is a full moon, which will happen, tonight." A smiled ghosted on his lips. "Tonight."

Yet, even though the whole thing seemed to be unfolding very well, a slight problem showed its ugly head: Elijah had fallen for her. The girl he needed to kill. Damn. His brother would never forgive him for going through with it.

The man shook his head, trying to avoid this filthy thoughts. Nothing was going to spoil his plans, especially not a sick love crush. He worked way too much for him to give it up so easily.

Klaus gently pressed a kiss on Y/N/N's forehead and motioned to the exit, desiring to see Katerina. He needed to be sure she was reachable, be sure that nobody had spilt the beans about his intentions with her. Otherwise, well... No one would dare to disrespect him, that's for sure.

"Niklaus, may I have a word with you?" Elijah queried, his voice echoing on the mighty Original's bedroom, to which the man had just arrived."It's about the sacrifice."

"What about it, brother?" Klaus replied, an ironic smirk curving his pink sensual lips. "I believe it's all set and it'll happen tonight. We are just waiting for the full moon to arise."

"Oh, I know." He shook his head. "Well, I have been talking to the witches and they found a way to spare the doppelgänger's life."

A soft giggle broke the subtle silence; the blue eyed Original could not believe his brother would stoop so low to save a human. He walked towards to where Elijah stood and squeezed his shoulder, raising a brow, intrigued.

"Why should we care?"

"I mean, she doesn't have to die for your selfishness, Niklaus."

"Listen, my noble Elijah, we are vampires. We do not love, let alone give a damn about humans. Their only purpose is to serve us." The brown haired vampire sighed and nodded. "I've waited centuries for this, brother, and I will not take any chances. The sacrifice will occur as it was settled, I suggest you deal with it."

"Fine, Niklaus." His tone was weary and disappointed. "We'll do it your way."

"That's better."

With a small nod, Klaus left the room and his relative behind. There was nothing else to be discussed about the event that was going to take place later. Once more the blond wished people could be more sympathetic to his suffering. Being the first and only of his kind, there was no way for the others to understand how the lack of his werewolf side ached. It was horrible, the feeling like something is missing and he could not reach it. Luckily for him, the end was closer than ever.

[Mystic Falls, 2010]

As it turned out, Klaus did not manage to break free that night. All because he underestimated Katherine. She hung herself in that afternoon with vampire blood on her system, which lead to her vampire rebirth and condemned her to life on the run. God, he was mad when he discovered what she had done. He destroyed seven nearby villages just to ease his anger. Slaughtered them like an animal. This particular action caught their father's attention pretty quickly, forcing them to move again. And again, and again. The fear of Mikael never allowed the siblings to stay in one place for too long.

In half a millennium, Klaus Mikaelson had lived in many places, met many people, but never again he heard of another doppelgänger, despite how hard he tried to find one. That was when the name Elena Gilbert was spilt by an old ally.

According to the guy, she had lost both of her parents and was living with an aunt at small town called Mystic Falls. It was surprising to the Original; he never thought his issue was going down exactly where it had began. He took as good sign, though, and swiftly prepared to chase after her. This time with no hesitation nor step backs.

Gathering the needed elements lasted longer than Klaus expected, much to his annoyance, but, ultimately, he was pleased to see all of it together. Ready to carry out its roles.

"Klaus!" Elena shouted, desperately after she saw him brutally murder her poor auntie Jenna. "Let her go! Please! She's innocent."

A dimpled smile enlightened his beautiful traits.

"Oh, my dear Elena, I am afraid I cannot answer your wish. The moon is already up, there's not time to make an exchange."

"Klaus." But it was not Elena's voice who called him this time. "I need to talk to you."

"Shit." He cursed, shaking his head, mad for being interrupted again. "You are not supposed to be here. Not in guest list, you know?"

"Just come here, please."

The blue eyed vampire moved stealthily towards the spot where Stefan Salvatore waited for him. If his old friend thought he could prevent the spell from befalling, he was deadly wrong. Honestly, Klaus was sick tired of these bastards getting on his way.

"Take me."

"I beg your pardon?"

"You don't have to kill Jenna." Stefan's green eyes sparkled. "Use me instead of her."

"Uh, I don't know. I find it exquisite the beauty of three women. Three goddesses in nature altar."

"Just make the trade, okay?"

"Very well." He grinned, acidly.

Mikaelson bragged himself to be great at leading people on; unfortunately to the others, it was not a lie. Thus, they never saw the strike coming. The younger Salvatore fell to the ground, a wooden stick deep into his back, and Greta began chanting.

The follow up events happened in a blur: he pierced a stake through the newly transformed vampire, ripped the werewolf's heart and sucked every bit of blood from Gilbert's body. He had done it. The curse was broken and Klaus was finally free. Y/N/N's tender face flashed on the back of his mind as his bones cracked, the change happening rapidly. She would finally be awaken from the slumber.

However, the blond vampire was shocked to see Bonnie Bennett. The girl seemed to be furious, screaming ancient magic words, restraining and reducing his power. He was defenseless, pretty much like the first time. Wind chipped and fire blew aggressively, until it all stopped, suddenly, revealing a well known figure.

"Hello, brother."

"Elijah, what a lovely surprise." He gasped, experimenting a excruciating pain.

His older brother scoffed and, without any further warning, sunk his fist inside Klaus' chest, getting horribly close to the man's heart, willing to get it out mercilessly.

"In the name of our family, Niklaus..."

"Stop!" A familiar girl's voice yelled, slightly mad. "Stop it."

And there she was, the only one who made the big bad Hybrid feel something: Y/N Y/L/N. The woman moved calmly and, as soon as she was close enough, gently squeezed Elijah's shoulder, asking once more for him to cease the fighting.

Y/N/N looked like an old fairytale princess; her long curly hair breezing with the blowing air, her sweet Y/E/C eyes, a torn blue gown falling perfectly on her form. Just like the brothers remembered.

"You were dead!" Elijah shrieked. "How can you be here?"

"I see you kept your promise, Nik." She smiled sweetly, winking. "Though I was a bit scared when I woke up inside a coffin."

"Had to hide you." He laughed. "It's so good to finally hear your voice again."

"It's good to be awake too." Y/N joined him, whilst the dark haired brother gazed at her mesmerised. "Quit staring, 'Lijah. I know I'm gorgeous, but I still date your brother."

"OK, can someone explain to me what the hell is going on here?" Damon asked, bursting the bubble they were in. "Who is this chick and why she looks like she came out from an old book?"

"Oi!" She glanced over him fiercely, slightly tilting her head. "I'm a lady, show me some respect."

A low snarl came out of her lips as her golden eyes shone, which made all of them retreat, obviously frightened.

"Good, now how about you guys fill me in on what I've lost?"