Night Time Creatures [Klaus Mikaelson]

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Present Day - 3 months later

Stefan's P.O.V

Dear Diary,

It's been 3 months since my sister left with Klaus, I didn't even say goodbye, nobody did. Damon didn't take the news too well. I could tell he feels the guilt of being the reason why she had to go. I've been gone for nearly a month myself, trying to track her and Klaus down, however I always seem a few steps behind them.

I don't know what's happened but there's definitely a history between Ali and Klaus, I could tell by the way he spoke to her. The way she knew how to tolerate him.

I thought at first that Aliona was reluctant to go, however now I'm not so sure. She would've found a way to come back if she was. Elena and Damon are keeping me in the loop from back home as well as looking for leads themselves, I can't go back until Ali's found though.

She'd do the same for me.

Aliona's P.O.V

I woke up to the light shining through the curtains, illuminating the hotel room. A giant sense of deja vu washed over me, I wasn't sure if it was the constant chain of hotel rooms or the constant pile of bodies that seemed to be growing.

I rolled over and closed my eyes once more, snuggling up against a warm body. Klaus chuckled but I was too tired to care. The only way I was coping with this entire trip was by detaching my feelings as much as possible without fully turning off my humanity, spending extortionate amounts of energy on not dwelling on things.

"What a night."Klaus sighed as I nodded, opening my eyes fully to survey the true destruction of the hotel room... and it was catastrophic.

Lifeless crumples of bodies lay strewn across the floor, each one drained of blood and frozen in a permanent expression of horror. Blood seemed to have accumulated on almost every surface of the room besides the ceiling, spraying in grotesque splatters against the walls and staining the carpet.

I hadn't even realised how many people we'd managed to lure here, Klaus liked to play a game; to see how many people you could convince without using compulsion. It was an old trick, one that reminded me of the old days from when we were on the rampage together.

"Who's turn is it to clean all of this up?" I questioned, my heart dropping slightly as I already knew the answer.

"It's yours love." Klaus smirked as I groaned, rolling over in the crisp white sheets, they were stained a deep scarlet from all of the killing.

"I-uh...I wanted to ask you something." I approached carefully whilst moving to the closest lifeless body.

"What is it?" He questioned, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. I didn't know how to word it. But I wanted to go home. I was sick of all the killing, sick of the bloodlust. It felt as if the more I fed, the stronger the hunger became and the more frequent it occurred. However by being here with Klaus, it meant that none of my friends were in danger and neither of my brothers were dead.

I just had to find a way of getting free to get home.

"I...I." I had no idea how to phrase it, however the way that Klaus was looking at me gave me the impression that he already had an inclination as to what I was going to say.

"You don't like this, love?" He sat up slowly, leaning against the headboard. "You suddenly can't stomach this? You want to go back to that small town where you hide what you are?" His voice was getting louder out of frustration.

"Klaus it's been months." I sighed, he merely shook his head as I internally groaned.

"The deal was that you do what I say... I didn't say that you could go home yet." He spoke rather sternly, I couldn't lie and say that in moments like this he didn't scare me, the look in his eye was enough to kill. "Besides." His mood lightened slightly. "We have work to do today." He spoke whilst pushing back the covers and getting up from the bed.