I saw light flicker from far away, it seemed to be coming from a candle rather than a flashlight. The sporadic flickering grazed the walls of the hell i was being held in. Finally, the light started to reveal what was all around me. Dark musky walls, as if a cave were surrounding me in this entombment of treacherous loneliness. Well atleast I thought I was alone.
The light lit up the walls revealing other people, maybe vampires that were in the state that I was. Dried of blood, plastered to a wall with bricks surrounding our limbs keeping us here for who knows how long. The other people looked in a state of personal misery, something worse than death.
Unfortunately I could not make out the people approaching me, I was right knowing there were three of them due to their foot steps, but who the footsteps belonged to I could not make out.
The flickers of candles were coming closer I could now see that each person was holding one candle, the light just barely licking their faces. I could tell one was male and the other two females.
As they moved their way closer to me my heart started to beat harder and faster, almost as if my heart was about to beat out of my chest. A lump formed in my throat, trying to swallow it down only made me more hesitant. The tension to see my captures was like holding my breath and the only way to relieve this crying pain for release was when i knew who my captures were.
They were only a few feet from me now and I could just make out the woman in the middle facial features, I had seen her from before, from that one night in Paris she seemed to be the leader of them. She had long black hair that cascaded down her body in waves. She looked thin and tall as if she was built with small elongated bones. She almost looked delicate until you reached her eyes. They contained a scary cold dark blue that could be mistaken for black if you had not seen them before. They showed pain and anger all wrapped into a cobalt blue mix for her eyes. Her expression was hard showing no emotion as she walked closer to me. A pang of fear vibrated through my body, not even my ego could save me from the fear she gave off. The terrible headache I had early was probably just childs play for this travelors powers. I have never heard of her before from the Michalsons, but I feel that she has played a very crucial and dangerous part in their life.
As I continued to study her the other twos faces came to light. I couldn't believe who was standing next to this powerful traveler. I felt betrayed I wanted to scream and cry all at the same time. How could these two people be my friends, or Klaus's friends and just do this to him. Had they been against him the entire time. Had they been plotting against us this entire time I had known them.
Beside the which was
Camille and Marcel.
I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out. Should I scream, confess my confusion?
The two looked different as they walked beside this great travelor. They had smug smiles placed on their lips as if they were taunting me.
As they stopped in front of me a cold silence filled the tunnel. I took a deep breath pushed away my fear, and tried to find the courage to get out of this state.
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You Again |Klaus
FanfictionNiklaus looked at Marcel cautiously still unsure if he should trust him, then gently ran his hand across the beautiful wood of the casket. Very carefully he lifted the top and in lay a dead woman, a very familiar dead woman. Flashes of light, happi...