We Remain Together

Chapter One: Hiding The Fear

It’s the year 2012 and Klaus and Elijah couldn’t be more miserable. They
would be with each other, but would feel alone. They would talk to
each other, but they would feel the silence. They would see each other,
but they would feel invisible. Silence lay steadily between them. Ever
since they’ve been informed by their fellow friend witch Aaliya that
Mikael has begun his hunt for them and their other siblings, everything
just stood still for the both of them. The situation was sorry enough
when all of the siblings; when Rebekah left them five years ago; the
only one remaining to stay with them and thus, leaving them both in
that huge mansion in New Orleans.
For some company, Elijah had himself a girl, Dani, but Klaus had no one.
He was left alone. Though he had Elijah who would stick with him no
matter what, everything seemed to be attacking at Klaus. Thus,
tormenting his soul. Elijah knew that Klaus was in pain. Klaus was
scared because Mikael could knock at their door anytime. Paranoia was
at its best for him. The trauma Mikael left, anyone could barely come
out of it. And Klaus who loved his father so much is betrayed by
he got him difficulties trusting anyone.

Niklaus or Klaus as what he likes to be called nowadays hides away his
fear and paranoia and be this charming, dashing, and fearless man.
Provided with the looks of his, no girl could resist him. He was just one
man, no one could ever say no to. Even the boys. This fear and being
afraid was new but the paranoia of his father was alive from the day he first
turned into a werewolf.
                        ---Past---
Klaus at first has no idea what was going on. It seemed as if he lost all of
his senses and control over himself. He was covered with
hairs and he was on both his legs and his hands. Somehow a furry tail
had grown from his back above his butt. He was so angry because of no
absolute answer. He just wanted to run. Run wildly and carefree. Run
fast and with no limits. And so he did. He ran so fast that even he was
astonished at his speed. But knowing he could move so fast,
he liked being invincible. While running, he came across a lake and saw his own shadow. He had no upright posture. He was bent down.

His hands touched the ground. He had no face like his. He looked like a
huge dog. Like a wolf. He became a wolf. He had no idea what was
happening but his urge of being wild became more and more.

When it was day and moon had settled down, his bent down posture
started to break and soon he became an upright person. All of his hair
vanished and he was like himself. But without any clothes. He laid down
in exhaustion and started to cry. Wail. Loud enough for towns to hear.
A while after, his siblings came and saw him miserable. Rebekah
immediately covered her eyes. Elijah removed his upper wear which

was long enough to cover him till his thighs. Klaus hadn’t changed his
expression. He wanted to die but not feel that kind of pain again.
“Brother, are you okay?” Elijah asked.
“He’s not,” Finn replied.
“Brother?” Elijah asked again ignoring Finn’s reply.
“Let’s just go home Elijah,” Klaus said in a painful voice.
“He won’t be able to walk. Even if he would be able to walk by our
support, he would faint in a few minutes. And we’re hours away from
Mother. So it’s best if someone carries him home.” Finn said.
“Brother, how do you so much about this?” Kol asked.
“We should reach to mother as soon as possible,” Finn said.
“Finn….” Rebekah started to say. “What is happening?”
“Something which shouldn’t happen,” Finn replied and all got confused.
“Elijah, hurry,” Finn said and just then Elijah carried him in his arms.

Klaus entered a club full of people and music and noticed how the
mortals just kept on dancing off the thought that their life is shitty and
limited. He saw numerous ladies dancing to the beats and noticed one
specific girl. A blonde-haired, blue eyes dancing in a little dress. A tight
red-colored dress. Something inside him wanted to be with her. He
anyways was in search of a woman’s company so why not her?
He started walking towards her. When he reached to her, he pecked
her. She turned and before Klaus could say anything, she shouted,
“Wait! Let’s go someplace quieter!”
Klaus nodded slightly amazed by her unusual approach.
They went over to the bar where the intensity of the music was
reduced. She ordered a couple of beers and then said,
“I would’ve ordered something stronger but I plan on returning to the dance floor.”

“That’s smart and unusual,” Klaus said in his charming accent.
“Oohhh, An accent? I tend to dislike men with accents.” She said.

“Well I hope you won’t reject me because there is no one in this club
worth of your time.”
“How do you say that?”