The Vampire Diaries Fan Fiction Collection

Vengeance (2)

Ayron’s POV

I was left in the living room on my own. Well there was Niklaus’ lifeless body on the floor. The other Mikaelson’s had moved around the house to do whatever they wished, whilst I waited for him to become conscious again.

Soon enough Niklaus was waking up. Knowing he was still too weak to even attempt to fight back, I walked over to him, allowing my heels to click against the flooring. Once I reached him, I picked him up by his throat, with a smirk across my face. He was very much taller than me, meaning my arm stretched up above my head, so his feet were just off of the ground.

“Ayron, why are you doing this?” He croaked.

“Why am I doing this?” I laughed at the stupidity of his question, “The list of people who hate you is infinite, and I hate you more than all of them. You forced me to waste my life with you. You broke my heart Niklaus. Never piss off a woman in love. Revenge will be occurring, and this is only the beginning. I spent over 1000 years of my life blindly in love with you, and then 100 years of that I was daggered in a box. Now I am back to destroy your life. You’ll wish you could die. Seen as you can’t I will just torture you for eternity,” I hissed.

“Love, you don’t have to do this,” He whispered.

That pushed me over the edge. I constricted my fingers around his throat before slamming him into a wall. Granted I probably just broke my fingers but no physical pain could trump the emotional pain I felt. I knew I had cracked his skull against the wall, but I didn’t care, the more pain the better.

“Don’t call me ‘love’. I am not your ‘love’. You are a selfish man, who doesn’t care about anyone but yourself. I’m not as naïve as I used to be. Your insignificant pet names mean nothing to me,” I shouted probably gaining more attention than needed.

I pulled him away from the wall before slamming him into the wall again.

“You’re so hot when you get angry,” He smirked with his blood falling down the wall.

I let out a loud screech before catapulting him across the room causing him to break the wooden floor. Before he could get up or move, I walked across the room standing on his chest.  I pressed down my heel allowing the sharp point of it to pierce his chest.

“Don’t attempt to sweet talk me,” I hissed.

By now the four Mikaelson’s were back in the room looking shocked and confused.

“Do I antagonise you Ayron?” He chuckled.

I didn’t plan on answering, so instead I leaned down snapping his neck again. With some force, I got my heel back out of his chest.

My cheeks were covered in tears, which had been falling during my anger.

I turned to Niklaus’ siblings who obviously were shocked and worried.

“Are you alright Ayron?”  Rebekah questioned.

“I’m fine,” I frowned waltzing out of the room and leaving the house.

I kind of knew my way around town. I didn’t know the town very well, but I had a good enough idea. Due to this I made my way straight to the Mystic Grill, which I knew would have a lot of alcohol.

As I walked into the rather packed building I realised how much of a mess I looked. I had blood over my shoes and hands, along with a little bit over my body too. I didn’t care; if anyone asked any questions I would just compel them.

I made my way across the room to sit at the bar. There was only one bar stool free, which was next to a dark haired man, who I had no idea who he was.

Quickly I ordered something to drink, downing it straight down. I could hear a rather familiar voice coming from a couple of seats down.

Looking over I could see the cute guy who I had killed after Elena un-daggered me.

“Hello Cutie, I see you didn’t die,” I smirked leaning around the dark haired guy.

“But I could of rather easily. Why did you kill me and try to kill Elena?” He frowned.

“Well I hadn’t had anything to drink in over one hundred years, I needed to drink something. Also I was in a rather bad mood. Sorry about it cutie,” I smiled, “But if it makes you feel any better, you made a good meal.”

Even though I was in a rather negative mood due to Niklaus, seeing this guy made me feel better. He was rather attractive, and seemed like a nice person.

“Is this the vampire, who killed you and attacked Elena?” The dark haired guy questioned, “Did you honestly not wash off the blood?”

“Yeah I killed him, and hurt Elena. And I didn’t get their blood on me; this is Niklaus Mikaelson’s blood,” I shrugged.

“Klaus? Why do you have his blood on you? How do you know him?”

“Niklaus and I were once in love for a very long time, but he could never commit to me. And then he daggered me, so when I was un-daggered I went to his house and snapped his neck. And then I waited for him to wake up before I smashed his skull and impaled him with my heel,” I shrugged as if it was a normal occurrence, “By the way I’m Ayron.”

“I’m Damon Salvatore, and this is Jeremy Gilbert,” The dark haired guy smirked.

Through our relatively short conversation, I learnt that Damon and his brother had a rather deep lying hatred for Niklaus. Also Jeremy had a distain to him, due to him killing his sister and his aunt, along with torturing him and all those that he loved.

It was rather sad how Niklaus had turned out, but hopefully once I was done with him, he wouldn’t be the same person that he is now. I’m sure with my plans for my vengeance I could easily make him a better person, although it’d be hard, it’d be worth it.

Seen as I couldn’t kill him it’d be nice to just torture him into being a good person, or at least a better person.