Tainted || n.mikaelson

thirty-six

"Klaus! I'm here!" Stefan yelled as Klaus, Rebekah, and Seraphina walked into the room where Damon was chained up. "Let's do this."

"Oh, good. A hero," Klaus said. "What do you want?"

"I'm here to make a deal," Stefan announced after throwing the duffle bag full of stakes on the ground.

"Stefan, what are you doing?" Damon questioned hoarsely.

"Eight stakes, made of white oak," Stefan informed. "The part of the Wickery bridge that you forgot to burn."

"That's impossible," Rebekah said.

"Actually, it's not. Finn's dead," Stefan added.

"You killed my brother?" Rebekah questioned.

"Damon, in exchange for the last eight weapons that could kill you," Stefan negotiated.

"And how do I know there aren't any more left?" Klaus questioned Stefan.

"Because there aren't."

"Let's be certain, shall we?" Klaus suggested, walking over to Damon. "Leave."

"No."

"Come one, leave," Klaus urged.

"Nik, he's my plaything, not yours," Rebekah whined, making Seraphina give her a cold look. Klaus grabbed Damon's neck, making a groan escape his mouth.

"Klaus, stop," Seraphina pleaded lightly, walking over to him, trying to pull his hands away from his neck.

"I said, go home," Klaus compelled Damon before letting his neck go. Damon began pulling, the sound of flesh tearing ringing through the room as he tried to get his hand out of the bear trap.

"Klaus, stop him," Seraphina whimpered.

"Alright, stop. Stop before you hurt yourself," Klaus ordered, making Damon sigh in relief. "Wow," Klaus chuckled. "I can see that you can finally be compelled, now," Klaus cleared his throat, moving closer to Damon.

"Minus the stake that's in my brother, how many more stakes are out there that can kill me?" Klaus questioned.

"Eleven," Damon answered.

"Eleven! Really? So not eight, then."

"You really shouldn't have lied," Rebekah mentioned.

"I'll get you the other three," Stefan assured.

"You, that would be nice, or since you lied, maybe I'll just compel your brother to chew out his own tongue."

"What is wrong with you?" Stefan and Seraphina questioned at the same time.

"What is wrong with you?" Klaus countered. "Do you really have no appreciation for me? I have given you someone to hate, to loathe, a target for all your anger," Klaus said, pointing to himself. "So you didn't have to turn it on yourself. I have given your life purpose as your friend," Klaus chuckled. "I really think you should be thanking me."

Stefan turned around, a growl escaping his lips as he shoved Klaus into a wall. Stefan holding a stake up in the air.

"Step down," Klaus ordered Stefan. "Or you'll both die," He warned. Seraphina stood still as she watched the stake hover over Klaus' chest, knowing that if Stefan kills Klaus, she's going to die. Stefan began to relax, making Klaus grab the stake from Stefan, holding it tightly.

"There,"' Klaus said. "Now you'll only have to get me the other two," Klaus informed.

"This is ridiculous," Rebekah grumbled, walking towards Damon, undoing the bear traps.

"What are you doing?" Klaus questioned.

"I brought him here, I get to release him," Rebekah told Klaus. "My rules now. Bring us the stakes and you both live," Rebekah told Stefan. "Take your brother as a sign of good faith." She finished, grabbing the duffle bag and walking out of the room.

"Bring us stakes," Klaus reminded, walking closer to Stefan. "All of them, or I'll wage a war against everyone you love. I hope I'm being clear," Klaus said, walking out of the room, leaving the Salvatore siblings in the room.

--

"I cannot believe Finn is dead," Rebekah spoke as Seraphina walked into the sitting room.

"Good riddance," Klaus grumbled, fixing the vials of blood. "He was an embarrassment, Rebekah."

"He was still your brother, mind your tongue," Seraphina snapped, making Klaus and Rebekah look at her. "Don't speak ill of the dead."

"Fine. Let's all say a prayer for Finn who slept in a box longer than he lived as a man," Klaus said, zipping up the pouch that held the vials. "He was a lovesick fool. He's better off in death."

"Is that how you would speak of me if I died?" Rebekah questioned after she walked closer to Klaus.

"Well, you let the Salvatores loose with two stakes that could kill us," Klaus reminded. "So I guess we'll find out soon enough," He said. "And since when did you have a soft spot for them?"

"The Salvatores may fight like dogs, but in the end, the three would die for each other," Rebekah said, looking at Seraphina. "At least they know what family means. You destroyed ours."

"I wanted a family, they just didn't want me," Klaus admitted. "And now we're unlinked. We're no longer responsible for each other."

"So, what, are you two leaving?" Rebekah questioned.

"As soon as I get my stakes, we're gone," Klaus answered. "I'm going to take Elena and use her blood to create a new family -- of hybrids,"

"And if I choose to stay?"

"Then you're just as pathetic as Finn."

"I'm not going either," Seraphina spoke up, making the siblings look at her. "I'm not watching you make those hybrids," She shook her head. "I'm staying with Bekah."

"Fine, have it your way," Klaus grunted, walking out of the room, leaving them alone.

--

"Well, this is depressing, isn't it?" Klaus questioned Seraphina as the two stood at the cellar door where Stefan and Alaric were. "Oh, and I found this upstairs," Klaus informed, waving the stake around. "Now by my count, there should be one more."

"Yeah, well, it's going to take a little more time," Stefan informed.

"Why, because we're waiting for that one to pass out?" Klaus questioned, pointing the stake at Alaric. "No, thanks. I think I'll just kill him."

"Well, then you won't know the location of the other stake," Stefan countered.

"I can live with that."

i literally didn't change anything with this sooo yeah.

hoping i'll be spitting out more of these super soon! 

may 26, 2020