Tainted || n.mikaelson

nineteen

"Klaus!"

"Oh, dear, what was that?" Klaus questioned Damon. "I'm a little boozy, so you'll forgive me if I miss your heart the first few tries," Klaus said before Seraphina finally ripped his hand away from Damon's throat, making Damon crumple to the ground. Seraphina stood in front of her brother as he recollected himself, looking at the cocktail umbrella in Klaus's hand.

"Hand it to me," She ordered.

"Move, darling," Klaus said, making Seraphina look at him, her eyes filled with rage as Damon stood up to his normal height behind his tiny sister.

"You want a partner in crime?" Damon questioned from behind Seraphina. "Forget Stefan — I'm so much more fun," Damon said, making Klaus chuckle before grabbing Seraphina, moving her out of his way and throwing Damon across the room. Klaus broke a leg off a chair, making his way to Damon.

"You won't be any fun after you're dead," Klaus commented, walking closer to him. Klaus raised his arm, only for Gloria to light the stake on fire, making Seraphina sigh out in relief.

"Really?" Klaus groaned at Gloria.

"Not in my bar, you take it outside," Gloria responded.

"You don't have to negotiate your brother's freedom," Klaus said as he pushed Damon back against the floor. "When I'm done with him, he won't want to go back."

--

Klaus and Seraphina went back to the warehouse alone, or more like Klaus dragging Seraphina through the warehouse. She and Klaus stopped at Rebekah's coffin, a small gasp coming out her lips as they found it empty.

"Rebekah," Klaus called. "It's your big brother," He added in, making Seraphina scoff.

"And Seraphina!" She added.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are," Klaus sang, a whoosh was heard as Rebekah pushed Klaus against a wall, a gasp escaping his lips as she daggered him.

"Go to hell, Nik!" Rebekah screamed as Seraphina's eyes widen at the sight of the dagger. Klaus grunted in slight pain as he pulled it out of his chest, looking at Rebekah as he did.

"Don't pout. You knew it wouldn't kill me," Klaus said after he dropped the dagger.

"Yeah, but I was hoping it would hurt more," She grumbled.

"I understand that you're upset with me, Rebekah," Klaus said as he caught up with her. "So I'm going to let that go," He added. "Just this once."

"Stop being an asshole," Seraphina said as she walked up to the siblings. "Hi, Rebekah," She greeted.

"You're still following my brother around?" Rebekah questioned, smiling at the dark-haired girl, pulling her in her arms.

"I brought you a little peace offering," Klaus added.

"Seraphina?" She questioned.

"No, you can come in," Klaus called, Stefan walking into the warehouse.

"Stefan?" She questioned, a smile growing on her face. Klaus left the two girls, walking over to Stefan.

"Now, you remember," Klaus said, undoing the compulsion.

"Rebekah," Stefan breathed, walking closer to her. Seraphina moved away from them, going over to stand beside Klaus.

"Stefan," Klaus called out, wrapping his arm around Seraphina.

"I remember you," He breathed. "We were friends."

"We are friends," Klaus corrected, walking closer to Stefan, patting his shoulder. "And now the reason you're here. Gloria tells me you know how to contact the original witch," Klaus said to Rebekah.

"The original witch," Rebekah mocked.

"What do you have that Gloria needs?" Klaus questioned, making Rebekah feel her neck, her eyes growing wide as she felt nothing.

"Where's my necklace? What did you do with it? I never take it off!" Rebekah accused.

"I don't know, I didn't touch it," Klaus argued.

"We need to find it, Nik, now, I want it back," She yelled.

"Tell me that's not what she needs, Rebekah!"

--

"There has to be more to this dress," Rebekah argued from the dressing room.

"There's not," Klaus replied as Rebekah walked out of the dressing room, now in a short dress.

"So, women in the 21st-century dress like prostitutes, then," Rebekah assumes, making Seraphina giggle as she took a sip of champagne. "You know, I got dirty looks for wearing trousers," She added.

"You and Seraphina wore trousers so women today could wear nothing," Klaus said, making Seraphina roll her eyes.

"And what is this music? It sounds like a cable car accident," Rebekah complained.

"A cable car accident sounds better," Seraphina mumbled.

"It's dance music," Stefan told Rebekah.

"You would dance to this?" She questioned in disbelief.

"Are we done?" Klaus questioned.

"And why are you so grumpy?" Rebekah questioned her brother.

"I needed one thing from you for my witch to find out why my hybrids are dying, one thing. Your necklace and you lost it," Klaus replied, making Seraphina shove him lightly out in warning.

"I didn't lose it, it's just been missing for 90 years," Rebekah corrected. "So, what do you think?" She questioned.

"I like it," Stefan answered, making Rebekah look at him. "What? I said I like it."

"I can always tell when you're lying, Stefan," Rebekah informed, turning to go back into the dressing room.

"Nice one, good work," Klaus grumbled.

"You're the one that pulled the dagger out of her," Stefan countered.

"I heard that!" She yelled, making the men sigh.

"All right, I'm going to get some fresh air," Stefan said, getting up from his seat as Klaus poured himself and Seraphina another glass of champagne.

--

"You left us," Rebekah pouted as Stefan walked into Gloria's bar. Seraphina was perched on the bar beside Klaus, who sat on a barstool, a glass of alcohol in his hand.

"Yeah, sorry. Retail therapy was making my head explode," Stefan replied.

"Tell me about it," Klaus grumbled.

"You really need to lighten up," Seraphina mumbled to Klaus, pressing her lips to his.

"What's she doing?" Stefan asked as he glanced at Gloria.

"She's failing," Klaus growled as he broke the kiss, making Seraphina sigh.

"It's hard to find something when you don't have anything to go on," Gloria called.

"Klaus, stop." Seraphina pulled Klaus' head back to where he was looking her in the eye. "Be patient," She whispered, pressing her lips to his.

"So use me," Rebekah suggested, hopping off the bar. "I only wore it for a thousand years," She added.

"See? Now this one offers a solution," Gloria said as Rebekah sat on the table. "All right, give me your hand, sweetheart."

ahh there's ab to be drama ;)

(like there isn't enough?)

march 9, 2020