Tonight is the full moon. Klaus will break the curse tonight. He will kill Elena.
And no matter what anyone believes, he's going out of this whole ordeal unscathed. Neither Bonnie nor Elijah will kill him. He's Klaus. He always survives.
I'ts early in the morning and obviously, I'm at the Grill to drink my stress away.
So, with a glass of bourbon in my hand, I sit at the counter, when I hear a voice I longed to hear for a little over 20 years now.
Klaus : Sam Salvatore. Drinking early in the morning. Nothing changed then.
He sits down next to me. There's quite a large grin on his face as his eyes are set on the glass in my hand.
Sam : Good morning to you too, dick.
He chuckles for a second, then orders himself a drink as well.
Klaus : It's on tonight. You know that, right?
Sam : Of course I do, Nik.
Klaus : I want you to stand by my side.
Sam : Ain't gonna happen. And I'm pretty sure I told you to stop pestering me about that.
Klaus : Oh yes, you did. And if my memory serves me correctly, I told you I have information that will guarantee me your loyalty in the upcoming events.
My eyes narrow when I turn my body slightly in his direction.
Sam : If it's about Bonnie, I already know about anything that there is to know.
This mischievous little smirk on his face answers my doubts. This isn't about Bonnie. No, it's something way more severe.
Klaus : The Hecate Blade. You wouldn't happen to know where it is, right?
I squint my eyes at him. Why the hell would he start with this now?
Sam : Savely hidden away. Damon found it, so I had to improvise.
He chuckles. What the fuck is he chuckling for?
Sam : This isn't funny, Nik. You know I'm not playing around when it comes to the Heacte Blade.
Klaus : Where did you hide it?
Normally, I'd give that information to absolutely no one. Usually, I wouldn't even tell Klaus where it is. But something is fishy about this.
Sam : I buried it.
Klaus : Where?
Sam : At the cemetery. I digged out my old man and put the blade in his coffin.
Klaus : Did you check for the coffin's contents lately? My witch, Greta, did. Bones of your father, yes. Hecate Blade... not so much.
I immediately stand up and run out the door, Klaus looking at me with a smile on his face.
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About half an hour later, Klaus strolls through the Mystic Falls Cemetery, a satisfied smrik on his face.
When he sees an open grave, next me, mostly covered in dirt and mud and a dead cemetery keeper to my side, Klaus can't hide his amusement.
When I look up at Klaus, my eyes are piercing through him like a white ash stake.
Sam : Where is it, Nik?! Where is my dagger?!
Now with his smile becoming more genuine, he pulls my blade out of his jacket, showing it off.
Klaus : I have it, of course.
I stand up and take a few steps forward, a dangerous hint in my eyes.
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THIRD'S THE CHARM | The Vampire Diaries x Male OC
FanfictionThe Vampire Diaries x Male OC This is the story of Samuel Salvatore, the third and youngest Salvatore brother. His past is plagued with pain and misery, so when he goes to Mystic Falls with his brother Stefan, he hopes to leave all that behind and s...
