Allure of Darkness ↠ Klaus Mikaelson [3]

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

"We all bare scars. Mine just happen to be more visible than most."

KLAUS laid in bed shirtless, his eyes closed and gasping as Elijah watched. "This was all you," Elijah said to his hurt brother.

Cami rushed into the compound in a hurry. The other vampires glance at her, confused by her presence. "What's she doing here?" One of the vampires asked as they watched the blonde.

Elijah called out to Cami. "Camille!" He gestured for her to enter the room. "Please."

"Why did you call me? Have you found a way to help my uncle?" Cami asked the noble original.

"I can try, but first, I need your help."

"I don't have time for games, Elijah. The hex on him is getting worse by the day," Cami told him in a rush. She was worried for her uncle. All she wanted to do was help her family.

"My brother has a mystical torture device buried in his chest, and the mother of his child is inexplicably missing. Her friend is as well. So, I can assure you, I have no time to play any games, either," Elijah told her in a slightly aggravated voice. He wanted to help his brother, but also find the girl who was like a sister to him and the girl he has fallen for.

Cami's face then grew serious. "What do you need me to do?"

THEY are now in Klaus' bedroom. "The dagger the witch gave me is inside of him?" She asked him as Elijah removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves.

"And every second it remains causes Niklaus untold suffering."

"Who stabbed him?" She asked him, turning to face Elijah, finally taking her eyes off of Klaus' suffering body.

"I did..." He paused as she looked at him with wide eyes. "And now I intend to remove it." He walked to where he was by Klaus' side. "You might want to take a step back," He told her, pointing behind him.

Cami looked shocked and confused. "Why am I here?"

"Because of all the people that could be here, you're probably the only one he wouldn't immediately slaughter," He informed her as he he uses a scapel to slice into Klaus along the red scar on his stomach. "Also, he speaks of you –" He plunged his hand into Klaus' chest. "– with what is a rare degree--for him, at least--of respect. I can see you challenge him to see himself and others in a new light," He finished explaining as he finally pulled the knife out of Klaus' chest, and Klaus groaned. "You are the first friend he has had in awhile."