Fathered By A Vampire- Part 1: The Vampire Child Series

Chapter 60 - Fatal Four

WARNINGS: Mentions of Sexual Content; Some Supernatural Violence; Fictional Illness - Fragmented Minds

Dean stopped at where he heard Klaus's roar. He whipped out his weapon but paused before putting it back. He wanted to try something out.

"Olivier, that thing you did with the Klaus's blood, can you do it again," Dean asked.

"I can, but I'll have to join you in controlling our body," Olivier said.

"Fine," Dean said.

Dean felt Olivier set himself with him. It felt like a dull pressure pushing beside his head. It didn't hurt much but it was pretty uncomfortable.

"Dean?"

Dean turned to see Klaus standing behind him. He was bloodied and slightly bruised.

"I heard your roar. Are you alright? What happened to you," Dean asked, carefully grabbing his arm to examine the wounds, "Why aren't you healing?"

"Dean Salvatore," Klaus said.

"Yeah, it's..."

Dean barely dodged his attack.

"Klaus? What's wrong with you," Dean asked.

"Dean Salvatore. Kill Dean Salvatore," 'Klaus' said.

"That's not him, Dean," Olivier said.

"Thank you, mister obvious. The question is what's controlling him," Dean asked, dodging and ducking his attacks.

"No. He's not Klaus at all," Olivier explained.

"How do you know," Dean asked.

"His scent."

"His what now," Dean asked, a bit disturbed that Olivier knew what Klaus smelled like.

"This one doesn't smell like a werewolf or vampire. It smells wrong. Take a whiff and you'll understand."

Dean felt odd doing so but he obeyed. An indistinct figure seemed to form from the mental image he received from the smell. Olivier was right. Not a werewolf. Not a vampire. Which means this one is free game.

"Do you think we can shift? You know like a, uh... Like Klaus in wolf form," Dean asked, shifting his stance to go on offense.

"Oh? Kinda contradictory for a hunter, don't you think?"

"I'm asking as a supernatural, not as a hunter," Dean corrected, "Now can you do it or not? Fake Klaus is getting closer."

Dean felt his bones shift painfully. The rest of his body quickly changed into a large, brown wolf. His sense of smell was much louder in this form. He could also hear Fake Klaus's heartbeat. Dean felt Olivier take over control, so he didn't accidentally get them killed due to his inexperience as a wolf.

He felt so much lighter. Dean swore he was practically floating from the way he was running circles around the Fake Klaus. And his jaws. His fangs were shredding through the Fake Klaus like paper. He was a monster through and through. As much as Dean hated to admit it, he was actually enjoying himself.

Olivier clamped his jaws around Fake Klaus's neck, snapping it with a sharp yank. He stepped away from the corpse.

"I can smell Klaus," Dean said, taking back his control.

Dean awkwardly stumbled over to where he smelled Klaus. Eventually, he got used to moving as a wolf though. He peeked past the corner of the small alleyway. Klaus seemed to be standing over an unconscious man. He also appeared to be completely healthy. Klaus noticed the added presence behind him and lifted his head.