Originals: Eternal Soulmates (Klaroline)

Ch.2: House of the Rising Son

It was midnight, as Marcel watched at the compound, his vampires feed on the humans. That's when one of his few inner circle that Klaus hadn't already killed came up to him, informing him, "Six of our guys were killed in a bar outside of the Quarter. Nightwalkers. No one saw who."

While Marcel and one his vampires was having a chat about the situation, Rebekah had just come into the Quarter, heading towards the plantation house, since she hadn't been able to get a hold of Elijah. Since Elijah had come to help Klaus out, she figured Klaus had most likely daggered him or something, so she was showing up to find out what had happened.

About half an hour later, she pulled up to the plantation house and went inside, closing the door behind herself. She didn't know what she was walking in on, but she never truly really knew with her family, so it wasn't really a surprise anymore what any of them did. Or were planning on doing. She then began walking and yelling at the same time.

"Klaus! Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother, you narcissistic, back-stabbing wanker!"

He opened the double doors to the study room.

"Enough with all the shouting!" Then he approached her, as he added, "Little Sister. I should have known." Since news traveled fast in a town of vampires, he already knew about the six dead vampires in a bar, so he added, "I assume the six dead vampires were your doing."

"They were very rude," she defended. "Trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the quarter." She then added, "So sorry. Were they friends of yours?" She gave a smile and added, "Oh, that's right. You don't have any friends."

"I do have friends," he reminded her. "You remember Marcel, don't you? He fancies himself the king of the Quarter now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It'll be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you."

"I don't care about Marcel or his rules," she replied. "What did you do to Elijah?"

Klaus sat on a corner of a nearby hallway table.

"Perhaps he's on Holiday, or taking a long autumn nap upstairs," he replied. "Well, go on. You remember this how as well as I."

"I remember everything," she reminded him. "Now, where's Elijah?"

He sighed, knowing that she wasn't going to give up until she knew what he'd done to Elijah, so he had no choice if he didn't want her taking everything apart to find Elijah. It was well known that Elijah was her favorite out of the two of them.

"Fine. I daggered him to get him out of my way to break apart what Marcel has taken from us," he informed her, before adding, "Welcome home, Little Sister." Then he left the house, leaving her by herself.

Later that night, he was continuing his search of what weapon was keeping the witches under control, which lead him to some more torturing of vampires. This time, just one vampire. After some torturing and interrogation, he learned that there was a teenage witch under Marcel's thumb, which kept the witches in line.

Caroline Forbes had arrived not too long ago. She was trying to track down Klaus, when she got bombarded by a couple vampires.

"You're a new face," one stated.

"We don't usually get any new faces in the form of vampires. What are you doing in the Quarter?" the other inquired of her.