The Unforgiving• Klaus Mikaelson

Chapter 16: Bring it On

"Shit!" I ducked as I seen another vampire. I moved to the opposite side and killed him from behind. I felt someone sneak up behind me and I yanked their arm and flipped them to the ground. My foot rests on the newbie's neck and I press down.

"Where's your boss?!" I asked with a stern tone. He stayed quiet and quivered under my heel. I leaned into his carotid artery more before his life goes splat.

"TELL ME!" I yell. His body shakes furiously under my hold and I took my foot of his throat, replaced it with my hand, slammed him against the back of a truck. "Listen, you have TWO options here. You can give me my information. Or I can wrap my hand around your most prized possession, rip it off and shove it down your throat, force you to cough it up then shove it up your ass." My grip tightened with every word and eventually he coughed up.

"Okay- okay. I'll tell you." The man replied hoarsely. "His name is Andrew but he goes by Phoenix." I threw him to the ground then kicked him. "Where can I find him?" The man smirked before spitting some blood.

"Behind you." The man chuckled maniacally. I swiped an arrow from my carrier and shot him in the throat.

"So you're who Cardinal can't stop calling for?" I rolled my eyes knowing he was talking about Carter. "That bad ass Gilbert witch. Unfortunately I might have to cut that whole bad ass thing act in half when I tear out your throat."

"I don't take threats nicely, I suggest you put your pride aside before I do something about that." I add base to my voice and crossed my arms.

"Well Ms. Gilbert, I would prefer a calm and collected chat with you, but I don't have any respect for witches so-" His words were cut short because his head was decapitated from the rest of his worn out body. Standing behind him was the annoying hybrid that keeps following me.

"Klaus I am this close to ripping off your arms and legs! Stop following me!" I exclaimed loudly before pausing. I take an non measurable amount of time to look at him. "Why are you following me?"

The hybrid rolled his eyes and threw the head of his victim out of my frame. "You are messy with your kills, Arielle, so I am taking responsibility and cleaning up after you. Took a while though so, I rushed down here before you screwed up even more."

"Great." I said with an ominous tone. "Well you've done your job, leave."

The hybrid let out a strained chuckle while I zoomed to the nearest gas station. I get a call from Liz to meet her at the sheriff's department and I made my way there.

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"Wait hold on a second," I stopped my best friend's mom from stating another sentence. "You think we stole an entire blood supply?"

Stefan stepped in front of me and started speaking. "I don't understand. Are you accusing us?" The sheriff shook her head.

"No, I'm not accusing you guys, but this town is at a tipping point. Anymore unexplained house fires, and things are gonna boil over." She stated with a strain in her voice. I nodded in agreement while rubbing my arms against each other.

"I'm sorry." Stefan apologized.

"I know it's not your fault. It's been a rough week. Miranda Gilbert was one of my best friends in high school. To see what's happened to her family.... It's just..." Liz choked up.

"Look, Liz.... if there's anything I can do to help, I promise I will." Stefan responds. He gripped my hand and I squeezed his back.

"Me, too." I co-signed.

"Good. You need to. Whoever stole that blood put a lot of lives in danger and risks exposing all of you, my daughter included. So who can you think of that would want blood that bad, who would be so careless?" The blonde sheriff inquired. Stef and I shared looks and I sighed.