"The Boy Had A Knack Of Doing Things."

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Klaus smiled as he heard Stefan wake up. The intruder began coughing, loudly may he add, and blood was trickling down his chin.

He sighed and walked towards the chains, taking the stringers and tightening them further, until the strong sharp ends cut on his skin.

"Goodmorning sunshine." He smiled at Stefan, a scowl was on his face and the hybrid relished into it.

"What happened?" Stefan asked, his voice hoarse and strained. He tried to come at the hybrid but the splinters dragged through his skin, making him cry out loud.

"Well," Klaus chuckled, an amused smile on his face. "I came home, found your scent all over my house," he picked up a wedged plug and layered it on Stefan's cheek, gently holding it there. "And when I saw you go inside my study, I lost it."

And he deepened the pressure on the plug, slamming into his skin. Stefan cried out, the bloody seeping out towards his bare chest.

The clicking of heels began to croack inside the hall and Klaus straightened himself before taking a stake, ignoring the alarmed look on the vampire, and plotted it into his stomach.

He leaned into his face. "Never ever, walk into my home without permission again. Or else the punishments will be unpleasant."

With that, he snapped his neck.

Klaus sighed and looked at his hand, grimacing at the sight of the dryed disgusting blood. He shrugged to himself and went to meet the female guest tht had intruded his home. Just like the vampire.

Except, when he found her, he didn't expect her to look so familiar. Or either as beautiful.

Wait. He didn't mean that. Because she was a stranger and he certainly didn't feel happy to see her.

So, putting a game face on, he walked towards his refreshments, a questioning risen eyebrow at fhe woman sitting on his sofa.

"Who are you?" He asked uncaringly.

The girl smiled. A smile that kind of made him uncomfortable.

"It's not the who you should be worrying about." She laughed. "It's the how. As in, how did I get away from our crazy Aunt."

His drink, which had been payed for and he had been excited to try it mind you, was now sprayed over the floor, the rug he had for 20 centuries was now useless to him.

He stopped choking and looked towards the girl, finally, and saw the similarities they had between each other. The blue eyes. The blonde hair. The tendency to smile and smirk whenever they found someone capable of acting tough.

It surely could not have been true?

"Shocked? Yeah, I thought you would be." She shrugged.

He closed his eyes.

She's fake.

A fake.

Phony.

"Your lying."

"Oh come on!" She shouted in exasperation.

"My sister, is dead!"

"No, she was traded to your aunt, which is now looking for our mother by the way."

"Who do you think you are? Threatening me like that!"

"I didn't threaten anyone brother, I just came to inform you of my undeceased arrival!"

"What kind of games are you playing witch?"

"How did you know I was a witch?"

"You look like my sister, this is obviously a witch's doing!"

She clasped her hands together, tired of the shouting and then looked at him again.

He was thrown back to the wall, is head jammed to the wood and then collapsing. She sighed.

"I'm sorry, I just had to relieve myself."

He scoffed and sped towards her, holding her neck and squeezing. She choked on his hold before her eyes grew wide and he was stopped, freezing he walked backwards, towards the fireplace.

"I need you to listen to m-"

"Klaus?!"

She wrinkled her eyebrows in confusion at the name. Who was that? Did he live here with anyone? She hadn't heard that from the man.

His eyes widened, and he held himself before he exploded.

"Caroline! In here love."

"Love?" She asked.

Klaus glared at the girl.

But not too soon because as Caroline came in, a soft smile graced his face, and when she looked at the girl and him, she gave him a puzzled expression.

"Wait..who's this?"

"I have no idea love. She just came in here and began to attack me."

Caroline walked towards him and looked at the girl. "Are you lost?"

"No! I'm his sister, and he's lying."

"Wait what?!"

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