Goodbye, Niklaus

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My knuckles turn white as I grip the steering wheel with incredible strength.

I don't know what Klaus's witch told him to do to stop Bonnie, but I know that Bonnie Bennett will fail. And when she does, my plan will be the only thing that will help Elena survive. 

I must find him. I must find him, and I will wake him up. I will send him to the Salvatore brothers. They will strike a deal with him... He will drive Klaus out of town before the ritual can be performed.

And Elena will be safe.

I head back outside, and get into my car. I search up the fastest route to the Pickett Mausoleum... The place Mikael has been trapped in for nearly twenty years.

But as usual, things don't go the way I want them to.

I've nearly reached the Mystic Falls border when something drops out of the sky and lands on the hood of my car. The car screeches as I slam down on the brakes in surprise.

Then I realize what- or rather, who- it is that dropped out of the sky, and I stomp down on the accelerator.

I'm free for about two seconds before the car is pulled back. I feel the car getting thrown into the air. The world spins around. The airbag explodes as the car crashes onto the ground. Glass shards erupt everywhere, cutting my face and arms.

A strong hand grabs the front of my shirt and throws me out of the car. It's Klaus, back in his old body, and he doesn't look too happy.

I vamp-race away. Klaus grabs a fistful of my hair, and yanks me backwards. He turns me around, and punches me in the face. I stumble backwards, but quickly recover. I launch a series of attacks at him- punch after punch, kick after kick. All of my hits land exactly where I want them to, but he's not even fazed. As I go for another kick, he grabs my leg, and pulls it so quickly and strongly that I fall down backwards, my head hitting the ground first. 

I would have died had I been human.

"Where is she?" Klaus roars. 

He hasn't spoken to me this way in a really long time. The amused, sarcastic tone I've so grown used to hearing is gone, and there's only a layer of pure fury remaining.

"Where did she go?" he yells. I let out an involuntary groan as he stomps down on my stomach. I roll away, and jump up before he can kick me again.

"She's gone, Klaus. And this time, you won't be able to find her ever again," I spit. I don't know why I'm provoking him- it's only going to lead me to a more painful death. But I can't help but mock him as I tell him that Katerina Petrova has slipped through his fingers yet again.

I grab a piece of the broken car window, and jab the glass into his stomach. I vamp-race into the woods at the side of the road, and I hear him coming after me.

"Running away?" Klaus shouts. "It's the only thing you Petrovas have ever been good at, isn't it?" he leers.

I pant as I come to a stop. I'm hiding behind a thick tree, but it's only seconds before he finds me again. I stare up at the branch above me.

"Go on, love, run away. Let's see how far you can get!" he roars. He's literally on the opposite side of the tree now, two more steps and I'll be within his arm's reach.

"Really, Klaus? Four hundred years, and yet you still somehow manage to mistake me for my great grandmother," I say with a laugh. He comes around the tree, and lunges at me. I grab the tree branch, and pull myself up. I use the momentum to swing myself onto the branch so that I'm standing.

"Remember, Klaus," I say, as I stomp down on the part of the three where the branch is connected to the trunk, "I'm not Katherine. I don't run away every time I run into a problem, I face it head on and beat it to the ground," I say, smiling as I repeat the exact words I said to Katherine.

The branch tumbles to the ground, and I do as well. I land on top of Klaus, and before he has any time to react, I grab the branch and ram it into his gut.

"Goodbye, Niklaus," I spit in his face. Then I sink my hand into his chest and pull out his heart. 

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