The Mikaelson Twin

Chapter 16- Dead Parents?

Third Person POV~

When Stefan walks into his house, he sees Klaus relaxing on a chair in his living room.

Walking over and turning down the music Klaus has playing, he messes with the remote as he moves to stand near the hybrid.

"What are you doing here Klaus?" the Salvatore asks.

"Enjoying our stalemate," he answers, still looking at the ceiling like he's daydreaming.

"What do you want?" Stefan asks, trying to get to the point.

"Question is what do you want? My hybrids left town as you demanded, so please tell me, what it is I need to do to get my family back." Klaus says angrily as he looks at Stefan from his seat.

"Well, you see Klaus... I'm not negotiating." Stefan tells him as he sits arrogantly on a chair.

"Then you understand that holding them indefinitely is the same as dropping them in the ocean?" Klaus asks and Stefan seems unfazed.

"No, no... you leave Mystic Falls and give me call in a couple of years, and... We'll talk." Stefan retorts, resulting in Klaus looking quite annoyed.

"I'm going to give you another chance. Just one more. Let's make a reasonable deal." Klaus tells his old friend after he takes a sip of the bourbon he had poured before Stefan got there.

"Or what? You make one wrong move, and I will drop-" when Stefan starts speaking, Klaus laughs.

"Yes that's right. Crazy Stefan... How's that working out for you? Any friends left?" Klaus mocks with a smile on his face.

When Stefan doesn't say anything, the hybrid continues, "See... 'cause I have friends. Now, granted my sister isn't really talking to me at this particular moment because I had Tyler bite her friend Caroline, but she's still my best friend nonetheless. And you see...

About my dear twin sister...

She's angry...

Her anger is growing every moment her family is not with her now that our father is dead, I can see it in her eyes...

Being by her side for over a thousand years, you learn a thing or two. So let me tell you something that shall come as a very explicit warning...

The angrier my sister gets, the more unstable she becomes. She will surpass anything you, or anyone else has ever seen. The last time she got this angry was a couple of hundred years ago, we were in Europe, and in this little town staying with the Duke and Duchess of said town."

"And?" Stefan asks, clearly not caring.

"Let's just say that particular town was expunged from history. She slaughtered the lot of them and then burned it to the ground within... Three hours I think it was? I'm not really sure. I know it wasn't her fastest time though. And this town is far smaller than that one was."

Klaus roughly latches onto Stefan's shoulder and looks him in the eyes before finishing his threat.

"So might I suggest you hand over my family before she snaps and burns this quaint town to the ground with a blink of an eye?" after he said this, Klaus left.