*Amon's POV*
Nothing pissed me off more than losing a battle with Darick and his gang. We had everything set to kidnap that journalist, and it all fell apart. I planned on calling a meeting as soon as we arrived at our headquarters. The thought of Darick defeating me sickened me, and someone was going to have to pay.
I entered the office and kicked over the black vampire statues.
"How the f**k did we let Darick defeat us?!"
"I-I don't know, boss. I had him pinned down until the fire started," Klaus stuttered.
He was new to the Blood Kings, and I thought he could fight. He passed many of my tests within the past month, but tonight, he got his ass kicked.
"Liar! You were in the corner crying like a little b***h. I saw him, boss!" shouted Stefan.
"Yes! I saw him too. Kill him," C
