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The music thumped loudly as the band played in the backyard. It came as a surprise when Charlie learned the gym had been flooded and the danced was relocated to Tyler Lockwood's mansion, but he knew this was all apart of Klaus' plan. 

His dark eyes swept over the crowd, an almost sinister look in his eyes. He couldn't spot Rebekah anywhere, and it gave him a bad feeling in his gut. Something happened to her, and he was going to kill anyone who got into his way. 

As he walked on, girls seemed to stare at how he walked with power in each of his steps. The necklace that hung around his neck shined under the lights, drawing people's attention to it. The letter M was, in fancy scrawl, but it was more than just a necklace; it was what revealed him as a Mikaelson. 

He turned his head when he heard someone take the stage, and he was pleasantly surprised to see Klaus grabbing the microphone. "Good evening, everyone! I want to thank you all for being here with me to celebrate. It's been a long time coming." 

Charlie sighed in annoyance. He now understood what was happening. The Scooby Gang managed to make Klaus think Michael was dead. This was their plan all along: get Michael to kill Klaus once and for all. 

Charlie maneuvered his way through the crowd, catching the end of Klaus and Stefan's conversation. "Seems the homecoming queen still walks among the living, which leaves me to believe Rebekah isn't here. Where is she?" 

"That's exactly what I've been wondering," Charlie said, his voice stern as he stared daggers into Stefan. The Salvatore boy seemed to tense up with Charlie around, making the Immortal werewolf smirk. 

"I have no idea. I thought she was coming with you." Stefan shook his head, his eyes moving to Charlie before they fled back to Klaus, avoiding Charlie's eyes. They had flashed blood-red for a split second. 

"She and I were supposed to meet here." 

Klaus' eyes furrowed as he looked between the two. "Oh, be honest now, Stefan. Where's my sister?" 

Stefan looked Klaus right in the eye. "I said I have no idea. Now, would you like me to take you to your father?" 

"Well, it wouldn't be a party without the guest of honor, would it? Bring him to me." Klaus grinned slightly, obviously seeing something was wrong with this situation. 

Stefan paused for a moment before he nodded. "Alright. Perhaps there's something in it for me? My freedom from your compulsion." 

"Oh, you want your freedom?" Klaus chuckled as he moved closer. "Well, once he's dead and his weapon destroyed, you'll have your freedom. It'll be my pleasure to give it back to you." 

Stefan turned and left the two alone and Klaus, his face suddenly serious. "They're planning something, Nik. I saw Michael hours ago, alive and well; he's here to kill you." 

Klaus studied Charlie for a moment before he nodded, completely believing him. "Well, we can't have that, now can we?" He smirked maliciously. Charlie's lips turned up in amusement before the two of them made their way inside to come up with a plan of their own. 

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Elena was standing alone, listening to the band, when Charlie saddled up next to her. She tensed up, obviously now wanting to be alone with her ex-older brother. "Where's your date?" He asked playfully. 

"Getting me a drink," She said simply. She didn't even look at him, making him roll his eyes in annoyance; how disrespectful. 

"Well, it seems like Klaus and I have to thank you for Michael's demise." He said, linking his hands behind his back as he looked out at the crowd around them.