𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 ━━ KLAUS MIKAELSON

45

"WELL, AREN'T YOU stunning?"

Emery groaned at the sharp pain she could still feel in the back of her head as she slowly opened her eyes which narrowed at the sight of Mikael standing over her.

"Who the fuck are you?"

Mikael tsked at her words, smirking, "that was very unladylike."

"Why did you knock me out?" The witch asked, ignoring his comment. Instead of replying, Mikael bent down and grabbed her arm harshly before tugging her up from the ground. Emery frowned and tried to shrug him off but she was unable to.

"Dude, whatever you think you're doing, you're too old, okay? This is illegal-" she was cut off by Mikael who tightened his grip on her arm. "Stop talking, child."

"Or what?"

Mikael flashed her his vampire face and her eyes widened. He smirked at the expression on her face, "you're the girl my son has been messing around with. Thus, his weakness."

Emery immediately knew who he was talking about. "Your son?" She played dumb, "he's not even my type! I'm into girls, why the hell would I mess around with your son?"

"You're what?" Mikael shot her a confused look as he shook his head, "no, that can't be right. You and Niklaus are close. I've been told. Stop lying to me!"

"Why would I lie about that?"

"Just shut up and walk!" Mikael shouted and shoved her forward with his hand still around her arm. Emery bit her lip and allowed the older man to drag her around, not knowing where she was being taken.

Her eyes widened when she was led to the front of the house where Klaus was standing in front of the door. He clenched his jaw at the sight of the witch.

"Hello, Niklaus."

"Hello, Mikael," Klaus tried to ignore Emery, "why don't you come in? Oh, that's right. I forgot you can't."

"Or you can come outside if you want."

"Or I could watch my hybrids tear you limb from limb." Klaus spoke just as a group of hybrids gathered behind Mikael on the lawn.

"They can't kill me," Mikael scoffed which earned him a scoff, "true. But it'll make a hell of a party game. All I have to do is rub these two fingers together and they'll pounce."

"The big bad wolf," Mikael sneered, "You haven't changed. Still hiding behind your playthings like a coward. You only forget. They may be sired by you, but they're still part vampire. And they can be compelled by me." Mindy then walked up behind Mikael and pushed Katherine to him.

Klaus glanced at Emery who was trying to shrug Mikael's arm off her but he was too strong. While she could easily use her powers to get rid of his grip, she knew she had to wait for the right opportunity.

"Come out and face me, Niklaus," Mikael nodded towards Emery and Katherine who they thought was Elena, "or they die."

"Go ahead," Klaus stared at his father, "Kill them."

"No, Klaus," Katherine quickly spoke up, "He'll do it."

"If she dies," he pointed towards Katherine, "this lot will be last of your abominations." Then he nodded towards Emery, "and if she dies, you'll have no one truly by your side. She's probably only with you because she's scared of you. I'll be doing her a favor."

"I don't need them," Klaus said through gritted teeth. Emery tried not to let his words reach her even though she knew he was not being serious. "I just need to be rid of you."

"To what end, Niklaus?" Mikael questioned, exasperated, "So you can live forever, with no one at your side? Nobody cares about you any more, boy! What do you have other than those whose loyalty you forced? No one. No one."

Emery felt as if someone was squeezing her heart when she saw Klaus's eyes started tearing up. She parted her lips, about to say something when Klaus shot her a discreet glance, wordlessly telling her not to say anything.

"I'm calling your bluff, father. Kill them."

"Come outside and face me, you little coward," Mikael snarled, his grip tightening on the witch's hand, "And I won't have to."

"My whole life you've underestimated me. If you kill them you lose your leverage. So go ahead," Klaus clenched his jaw, "go on. Kill them. Come on, old man. Kill them. Kill them!"

Mikael let out a laugh, "your impulse, Niklaus. It has and will forever be the one thing that keeps you from truly being great."

Before Klaus could register what was happening, Mikael stabbed Katherine in the back and tossed her on the ground. Klaus pursed his lips and before he could react, Mikael smirked at him before he stabbed Emery right after, much harder, the dagger digging all the way through her stomach. The witch let out a breathless gasp as a wave of pain shot through her entire body. Klaus's eyes widened at the sight.

"No," he whispered when Mikael let go of her and she fell on the ground, her hands going to her stomach, blood soaking her hand.

Before Klaus could do anything, Damon appeared behind him and stabbed him with the white oak stake making him let out a small scream. At the sound, Emery groaned as she tried to sit up straight and used a bit of her magic to heal herself.

At the same time, Katherine stood up making Mikael turned around swiftly. "Katherine," he whispered in realisation. The latter smirked and turned around before throwing the two wolfsbane grenade she had in her hands at the hybrids.

Emery sucked in a sharp breath at the pain, her hand still clutching to her stomach. However her eyes were fixed inside on Damon who was about to stab Klaus again. She quickly acted, flicking her wrist, sending Damon crashing against the wall. Before Damon could get up again, Stefan threw himself on him, holding him down. Klaus who quickly grabbed the stake which had fallen and stood up.

Mikael was about to move away from Klaus when Emery raised her hand forward and fisted her fingers. Mikael felt his entire body straightening as he found himself unable to move. Klaus smirked at the old man's horrified expression before he vamp-sped towards him and stabbed him right through his heart. Mikael then burst into flames, dying.

Klaus wiped the tears on his face before his eyes fell on the familiar witch who was still on the ground. He rushed towards, his heart beating faster than it should.

Emery flashed him a weak smile upon seeing him, "he's dead, right?"

"Yes," Klaus nodded, wincing at the sight her appearance. He quickly bit into his wrist before placing his hand near her lips. "Drink up, love."

The witch began drinking his blood, feeling her stab slowly closing up. He pulled her closer, her head resting on his chest as she was basically straddling him while she sucked his blood, desperate to get rid of the pain. Klaus brushed her hair away from her face once she pulled away from his wrist. "I'm sorry."

She shot him a confused look, "For what?"

"Not doing anything," his face was filled with guilt and regret. "I'm sorry. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again, I promise."

"It wasn't your fault anyway. Your dad is full of shit, you know? I'm not with you because of whatever he said. I care about you. A lot. And I'm still here because I like you. This is probably not a good time to say this but I don't c-" she was cut off when he placed his lips on hers, kissing her as if she was the only one that mattered. He was telling her everything he couldn't bring himself to say in that kiss.

"I like you too," he whispered against her lips once he broke the kiss. She smiled when he went on, "I'm obsessed with you, little witch."

Damon and Stefan exchanged a look before the older Salvatore vamp-sped away. Stefan stared at the two, a small sigh leaving him.