Forbidden (Klaus Mikaelson Love Story) #1 in the Forbidden series

Chapter 23

I woke to something sharp dragging across my stomach, screaming out in pain I opened my to to find a squirrelly looking guy holding a knife in front of me "morning, sunshine" he said with a smirk, he waved the knife in my face as I tried to pull my arms down to cover my chest, seeing as the creep had sliced off my tank top and had just left me in my bra, there was a clink of chains and my arms didn't budge.

I glanced up and say I was suspended from the ceilings beams by thick chains, "the fuck" I muttered, tasting copper in my mouth, meaning I'd been punched or kicked, I went to swing my legs at the guy to kick him but stopped with a scream "you asshole, you broke my legs" I saw a figure behind the creep and saw Damon was chained to one of our chairs, a weird collar with wooden sticks were attached to it, poking him in the throat.

"I saw this movie once, some torture, porn flick," the guy explained, gesturing to the collar on my brother, like he was proud, if I wasn't chained and it wasn't my brother I would be impressed "anyway, the had this collar device that was really cool, so I just modified it with some wooden nails, and when I pull..." he demonstrated by pulling the rope that connected to the collar and Damon groaned in pain as the wooden spikes pierced the skin of his neck.

"So I hear you have the Moonstone" Jules aka crazy wolf girl said from the doorway of the library, she walked towards Damon stepping over my blood that was staining the carpet.

"Oh, if only you knew the irony of this moment" I said with a chuckle, I didn't want her to touch my brother so while all her attention was on me, I spat as hard as I could, getting her right in the face, making her groan in disgust, wiping my blood and spit off her face.

"Let me tell you how this is going to go, you're gonna torture us, we don't talk and someone loses a heart, last time it was your boy Mason" Damon said with a smirk, he clearly didn't know the situation we were in because he was making cheap jokes like that.

"This time, it'll be you" she glanced at creepy guy who yanked on the collar sharply while she punched my already broken legs as hard as she could, my poor legs didn't deserve this treatment.

~ Sometime later ~

"You know what the great thing about buckshot is?"Jules asked, leaning against a shotgun like it was a cane "it scatters through the body, maximum damage" she shifted and pointed the gun at Damon "where's the Moonstone?" She asked.

"Get over it, honey, you're never going to get it" Damon said with a smirk, not liking his attitude or that answer she turned the gun onto me, there was a flashed and a loud bang and pain shredded through my nerve endings and I screamed out in agony.

"You looking for this?" Elijah asked as he gracefully entered the room, in his slightly raised hand was the Moonstone, his eyes glided over to me in concern as I turned my head slightly to see him, he then looked at the werewolves one by one, he made his way down the short amount of stairs and placed the Moonstone on top of my copy of Hamlet that was on top of the wet bar behind the couch "go ahead, take it" he gestured to the stone and one werewolf went toward him, in a flash, Elijah was in front of the wolf and had separated the wolf from his heart from his body, two others tried to get to the stone but they had met the same fate as their friend had, Elijah walked towards the man who was holding onto the chain to Damon's collar, the guy thought it was a good idea to stoop down and use his coat as a shield, "what about you sweetheart? Hmm?" Elijah asked with a tiny smile, he looked forward and smiled when the guy stood up slowly as he shook with fear "you want to take a shot? Yes? No? Yes?" He smiled and looked around the room with a raised eyebrow "where's the girl?"

"I don't know" Damon said, he was a little too smug for an asshole whose getting his butt saved by the person he wants to kill.

"It doesn't really matter" Elijah said before punching the creepy guy in the face, the punch was so hard and so fast he was dead instantly, Elijah then moved forward and broke Damon's chains "so you realise this is the third time I've saved your life now?" He said as he made his way over to me and hoisted me down gently, he laid me down onto the couch and and swept my hair away from my face, I winked at him and he just shook his head slightly, he knew what I was thinking, we'd both lost count on the amount of times he'd saved me from vampires that I'd picked a fight with when I was first turned.

He stood up, moved to where he left the Moonstone and picked it up before leaving us to clean up his mess "bye" I called to him, as my legs slowly healed back to normal.

I watched as Damon paced as Alaric sat next to me with a worried expression on his face, I pointed out that he didn't go get Jenna and now she was ghosting his calls, he'd pissed her off real good this time. Damon growled into the phone again.

"So he's planning on using her for the sacrifice?" I asked, listening into his and Stefan's conversation, they'd just found out that Elijah was going to use Elena in the sacrifice, all this time they'd thought Elijah would protect their little girlfriend, Elijah always had a plan and knowing him, he'd have a way to save her.

"Yeah, that little snake lied to us" Damon growled out his words again and gripped his hair tightly in his fist, Elijah was smart, he used people's weaknesses and their thoughts against them, he spent 1000 years with a man who was hellbent on doing whatever the hell he pleased and Elijah learnt very quickly how to get his own way as well, everyone had a weakness and if you knew what it was then you could make them do whatever you wanted.

"You has no way of knowing what Elijah was planning" I told him, in truth no one but Elijah would know until he wanted you to know, much like me, he liked to play his cards close to his chest.

"I wasn't talking about Elijah, I was talking about Elena" He seethed, his feelings for Elena obvious in how pissed he was, he glared at me like I was the doppelgänger, I narrowed my eyes back at him.

"Don't you dare look at me like that!" I I murmured, deathly quiet, Damon was on dangerous territory and I was just itching for a fight, "I wasn't the one who withheld information about something that could get me killed" I stood up but was stopped when he touched my cheek gently.

"Alex, you've done it more times then I can't count," he murmured, his anger that was misdirected at me, had simmered to a low burn "and that's just in the last week" I scoffed, my brother, the drama queen.

"The information I'm withholding is going to save your lives, not like Elena, she's saving herself from admitting she's a dumbass" I ran my hand through my hair and sighed, this is why I hated humans sometimes, sacrificing themselves and not giving a crap about the people that were trying to protect them, I needed a vacation away from this Elena drama.