Drabbles

Or Is This Just Madness?

Prompt: In the woods,Tyler and Klaus are fighting to the death over who gets to be with Caroline. Caroline gets a branch off a tree that is sharp enough to be a stake. She says that if they don't stop fighting she'll kill herself with the stake. Klaus automatically stops but Tyler takes the opportunity to really hurt Klaus. Tyler runs off. Caroline comforts Klaus and she realizes Klaus is the one who loves her the most since he stopped fighting straightaway when she threatened to kill herself.

Caroline watched in distress as Tyler and Klaus tore around the clearing, snapping at each other, crashing into trees and making depressions in the forest floor. They were moving incredibly quickly, almost too fast for Caroline to keep track of.

"Stay – away – from – her!" Tyler snarled, dodging a blow from Klaus with each word.

"In your dreams!" growled Klaus, one of his punches finally connecting with Tyler's jaw, sending him flying halfway across the clearing and into a tree.

"Stop it! Both of you!" screamed Caroline, but both men ignored her and continued their deadly game. Caroline knew what she had to do. She went to the nearest tree and tore a sliver from one of the thicker branches. It was the perfect size for a stake. "If the two of you don't stop, I'll stake myself!" Caroline called, branch in hand.

Klaus ceased movement immediately, his eyes snapping up to stare at Caroline in utter horror. Tyler, on the other hand, grabbed a branch from the ground that had broken off when he flew into a tree. Before Klaus could react, Tyler drove it into his heart.

"Tyler, no!" Caroline screamed.

Tyler looked up at Caroline's shocked, hurt expression. He ran from the clearing without a further word or glance at Caroline. She hurried over to Klaus, getting to him in less than a second. His skin was already greying, veins already becoming prominent.

"No, Klaus," said Caroline frantically, yanking the branch from his chest. "You cannot die." Her hands were skittering across his chest, trying to find a way to revive him.

Suddenly, Klaus sat up, gasping, his color returning.

"Klaus!" Caroline cried, her hands framing his face as he caught his breath. "Tyler staked you! How are you alive?"

"Regular wood doesn't kill us, love. Only a silver dagger with white oak ash on it can."

"I'm so glad you're okay, Klaus. I thought . . . I thought you were dead."

It was in that moment that Caroline realized where her heart truly belonged.