Cassiopeia Forbes has spent years distancing herself from Mystic Falls-a town steeped in memories of her younger sister, Caroline, and the mother she never truly connected with. Leaving at just nine year old to live with her father, Cassie vowed nev...
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As I sat alone, nursing a drink and my thoughts, I heard Stefan groan in pain. I rushed to find him lying on the floor. Damon glanced at me before leaving with Mikael.
"Take care of him," Damon said, urgency in his voice.
"Hey," I said, kneeling beside Stefan. "Wake up. Hey...Stef.."
"We need to save him," Stefan said, his voice weak but filled with determination.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"Klaus," he managed to say.
I smiled despite the chaos. "Here," I said, giving him my blood. He drank it and revived. We rushed towards the Lockwood Mansion.
I stayed outside, using my magic to listen to the conversation within. It was heart-wrenching to hear Mikael berate Klaus, calling him a coward repeatedly. The tension was palpable as Mikael stabbed Elena with a dagger, pulling it out as she fell to the floor.
"No, no, no!" I cried, rushing toward them.
Mikael laughed, but Klaus's shock was evident. Damon, seizing the moment, twisted Klaus around and drove the White Oak Tree dagger into his stomach. Katherine suddenly appeared, her hands holding wolfsbane grenades.
"Katherine..." I stopped in my tracks as she smiled and said, "Kaboom."
Katherine threw the grenades, and I saw Damon about to stake Klaus. Stefan intervened, knocking Damon off and holding Klaus down. The stake was on the floor.
"What are you doing?!" Damon yelled.
I rushed toward the stake, my heart pounding as I looked at Klaus. Damon's command was clear. "Cassie, kill him."
Klaus's eyes met mine, full of defiance and something else I couldn't place. With a trembling hand, I threw the stake toward him. Klaus caught it and lunged at Mikael, driving it through his heart. Mikael burst into flames, dying in a blaze of fury.
"What the hell did you do?" Damon yelled, his rage palpable.
I couldn't respond. Stefan was still holding Damon back. Klaus looked at me with a mixture of gratitude and something else.
"He's earned his freedom. And Cassie," Klaus said, turning to me. "I will never forget this."
I nodded, my emotions swirling. Klaus released Stefan from his compulsion. Stefan glanced at me and fled.
