awake {Klaus Mikaelson}

twenty two // witch muscle

^^^Charlie Puth - Dangerously^^^
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"What do you mean, he turned? I thought you were standing guard." Stefan asked, more than annoyed.

"Don't blame me! Blame Bonnie the blood bank. She fed him." Damon spat, turning defensive as he walked back and forth in the room.

Bonnie sat at the dining table of Elena's home, holding a piece of cloth to her neck. The bleeding of Alaric's bite had stopped but the dried up blood had created a mess on her skin.

"I had no idea what was happening. The witches led me there. They wanted him to feed so he'd turn" She explained.

"So where's the stake now?" Stefan asks.

"Oh, you mean the white oak one? The one that can kill an original and wipe out an entire line of vampires?" Damon chimed, directing his annoyance to Bonnie.. "We don't know."

"If you are so upset with me, why did you feed me your blood to save my life?" Bonnie retorted.

"Because I do stupid things, Bonnie." Damon trailed off. "I do things, like let my friend die with dignity when I should have just killed him."

"All right, so how do we kill him now?" Stefan mumbles.

"I've been trying to figure that out. A witch can't truly make an immortal creature. There's always a way to undo a spell. " Bonnie says.

"So? What's the witchy workaround?" Damon asks.

"That's the problem. I don't know. "

The sudden loud knock on the door causes all lips to seal shut.

Jeremy enter from another room and goes to answer the door, while Stefan and Damon follow closely behind him.

"What the hell do you want?" Jeremy scolded, his eyes falling on the one and only Klaus Mikaelson.

"Now is that any way to treat a guest?" Klaus smirks.

"What are you doing here, Klaus?" Stefan grumbled, not in the mood for what was to come.

"Well, for starters, young Jeremy here could show some manners and invite me inside."

"Why don't you go up to your room? Now." Damon spits, pushing Jeremy off. At first he resists but then realises it's no use fighting him.

Both brothers attention find the original.

"Hmm. Poor lad. Loses one questionable father figure only to be replaced by the likes of the two of you. "

"Yeah, about that. Something happened." Stefan mutters.

"Oh, I know all about my mother's invulnerable little creation." After all, it is the reason Faith left him alongside Rebekah. "That's why I'm here. I'm leaving town. I just need to pick up a few road trip necessities." His smirk grows. "Spare tire, flashlight... Doppelganger."

"Can't help you there" Damon beams. Without thinking twice, he slams the door in the hybrids face.

Both brothers look to each other in question. They needed to find Elena.

While Klaus paced across the front porch of the house, unable to enter.

"Elena!" Stefan calls up the stairs, but no answer.

He begins to worry as he rushes up the stairs to find her. He walks into their old parents' bedroom, to find Jeremy on the floor spilling out some paint.

"Where is she?" Stefan asks quickly.

"I don't know. She was just here a few minutes ago." Jeremy answers, confused himself.