❝Klaus Mikaelson was the monster one would tell their children, he's the villain in everyone's stories, but for me he was the prince who saved me from myself and I think I saved the last bit of hope within him.❞
Bodie Erikson wasn't human, but...
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"How did you get that?" Elijah asked taking a step between Klaus and Bodie before either of them could continue their fighting. Elijah stared at Bodie, trying to act like the big mature person he made himself out to be, but Bodie just stared at Elijah a part of him didn't want to respond. "I will not ask you again, Bodie. How did you come to hold what you have?"
Bodie tilted his head up slightly. "Mikael."
Klaus took a step forward, pointing accusingly towards him. "You've been working alongside him, haven't you? It's why you've been so desperate for us to work alongside each other so you can hand us—me—over to him for our death sentence."
Bodie held up his hands, though he pouted. "Mikael has more reason to kill me as he does with you, Klaus, so I wouldn't want to work alongside him. I stole it from your father, he held two white oak stakes, one now being in my possession." He smiled then. "I figure that he's noticed by now that I have one and plan to murder me because of it. I mean, it would give him another reason to hate me more." He shook his head then. "A witch helped me obtain it, as did some vampires all while I distracted the big bad vampire, ironically, I done it on a full moon; might have given me a bit more motive to help the werewolves to add another Mikaelson to the list."
He took notice on the way that both brothers shifted at that, something twitched within them like the image of Henrik Mikaelson and his death coming back into their memories was something that made them uncomfortable in some way. Which somewhat made sense in Bodie's mind, the memory of the moment Henrik's death played in his mind continually, the guilt eating away at him daily causing him nightmares when the death day came around—haunting him as if it were a reminder that he was the reason why vampires existed.
He knew that the mention of Henrik and his death filled Klaus with guilt, knowing that somewhere behind all of the monstrous identity that Klaus gave himself, there's a small part of him which still feels guilty about going out that night with him—guilty over the fact that if Klaus denied the opportunity to watch as the wolves changed, that there's a chance that Henrik would have lived. Bodie knew that Henrik's death was a sensitive spot for all of the Mikaelson siblings, but Bodie knew that it hit Klaus the worst, knowing what Henrik's death meant to him.
Klaus' face twisted into something that Bodie didn't want to decipher, though Bodie knew that he hit a nerve within Klaus as he did with Elijah. As much as Bodie knew that he shouldn't continue with the teasing of Henrik's death considering on how much it hurt Bodie to realise the life that he took, he wanted to tease the brothers more. Bodie wanted to tease them more, knowing that it was something that was sensitive to them both, that it was the first time that they lost someone that was close to them.
"You know," Bodie teased, "maybe I wouldn't need to do all of this, to remind you of the one you lost if you just listened to me." A smirk grew on his face, one which seemed cruel. "I'd prefer if we could have worked together, but"—he rushed to be behind the two—"you both decided against it." He pressed the tip of the white oak into the back of Elijah's shoulder. "You, my dear Elijah, ruined my Woodford's chance of being connected with the witches, and ruining their trust. And I care for Will and Henry to have their trust with the witches, and you, Elijah Mikaelson, almost ruined it." He then moved behind Klaus, placing a chin on his shoulder, though Klaus moved his shoulder away. "And you, Niklaus, my love, hurt me the most, you slept with me and then you wait until I'm asleep before you ransack my house to look for something that you think that I have."
