Looking For Tomorrow // II

Chapter Thirteen

Klaus was in his mansion, alone. Attempting to try and get the piece of White Oak stake that was stuck in his back. He was practically scratching his own flesh off. The wound bleeding because of it.

Then Clara enters the room. "Nik! I'm back." she says before she notices his state, he lets out a groan in pain. "What happened to you?" she asks him, slowing her pace.

"Silas. He attached me. He stabbed me with the white oak stake. A piece of it is still inside me." he explains to her a bit breathless.

Concern covers Clara's face, "Oh my gosh, Nik, that could kill you." she states.

Klaus lets out a humourless laugh, "Well, I certainly feel like I'm dying." he tells her.

Clara reaches Klaus, she kneels in front of him, and brings her hand to his face, and places it on his cheek. Slowly stroking his face, which makes him feel comfort in his time of pain.

She opens her mouth to tell him something, but the voice that leaves her mouth was not her own. "Hey. As much as I would love to watch you die, you still haven't found me that cure." the voice of Silas says.

Klaus's eyes widen in shock, "Silas!" she states in shock, as he pushes 'Clara' away from him, causing himself to fall on the floor.

'Clara' stands, looking down at Klaus, crossing her arms, and letting out a short laugh. "That's right. Last night I looked like Shane, today I look like the lovely Clara, and tomorrow- who knows?" Silas taunts.

Klaus looks up at Silas, his teeth gritted in anger. "Show me your real face." he demands.

'Clara' tilts her head in mock confusion, "Now why would I do that when I can look like whomever I want you to see?" Silas mocks, as he approaches Klaus.

Klaus shudders in fear, fully at the mercy at Silas, in the form of his Clara. "Resist me all you want Klaus. But until you bring me the cure I will bring you nothing but misery." Silas threatens before disappearing.

Which causes Klaus to physically relax as much as he can with the pain he felt from the stake that was still in his back.

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I rush into the mansion, quickly placing my camera bag on the entrance table, "Nik! I'm so sorry! My phone was off. But I was with Caroline don't worry." I shout into the place as I make my way in.

"Go away."  I hear Nik say from the other room, than I hear him let out a groan. 

"Nik?" I say, before entering the room I think he was in. Walking in, I see Nik sitting on the piano bench, shirtless. "What happened? Are you okay?" I ask walking into the room.

"I need more time! Stop hounding me!" Nik shouts at me, making me jump and stop walking towards him.

I raise an eyebrow, "I'm hounding you? I was in the middle of pitching for a job with Caroline and the prom committee, and yet you kept phone spamming me." I tell him not liking being yelled at for no reason.

Nik looks at me, confused. "Clara? Is it really you?" he asks. I look at him surprised and confused. Why would he question if I was me. "Prove it to me." Nik says to me.

I raise an eyebrow, "If your emergency is to ask me ridiculous questions, then I'm going to go, and hopefully finish my pitch." I tell him, turning around to leave.

"Wait, please. Silas. He stabbed me with the white oak stake." He says, causing me to stop and I turn around, fear and worry now fill me, "There's a -a piece of it stucks inside me." Nik explains, his voice shaking.