Playing With Fire (Klaus)

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Playing hero was one of the hardest things Katherine had ever done. The mental checklist detailing how much They owed her was ratcheting pretty high, though the chance of anyone actually acting grateful was slim to none. Her motives would be questioned no matter what; and only half of them were self-serving in nature, which was a new record. Between her and Caroline, the plan in theory should go off without a hitch. The girl who entranced him with her wiles, that thought alone sending a shudder down her spine. How the younger vampire could have made out with the Original boggled her mind. No matter the amount of alcohol, Katherine was certain she couldn't have done it. Caroline was a braver woman than she would ever be, and she had no intention of trying to top that particular challenge. Surprisingly, the pair of them were rocking a dual pronged plan. And the fact that they were getting along relatively decently had put a bit of a pep into Katerina's step. And her flirtatious meet-up with the Winchesters had her swagger back to it's old self again. She was as good as she was going to get, it was time to stop stalling and get on with the torture.

Heading to the Grill, Katherine couldn't help but slink in oozing every ounce of seductive Petrova charm she could manage. The game was simple, and hopefully Caroline would play her part and lead him straight to her. Until then, she would flirt and dance and drink. With the amount of vervain she had been nigh guzzling lately, at least she could be without compulsion for a little while. Multiple precautions were merely distractions, ones she could no longer indulge in despite her reluctance. But beyond all of this, at her core, Katherine was a realist. He was going to find her. He was going to hunt her. He was going to torture her. And unless someone came to save her, He was going to break her.

The plan was set, time to play the game.

Snagging a glass of red wine, Katherine curled against the bar. A decent seat as any to hold social court. Now to wait, moreover not to look as though she was waiting.




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Niklaus had been racking his brains over a kiss. He couldn't think of what had made her do it, no matter the alcohol. Maybe what he had been saying had finally started getting through to her. He hoped that was the case and not some crazy plan of hers and her friends. Although she seemed to be bewieldered by her own actions when Matt had come out and disturbed them. He tried not to dwell too much on that night until he saw or spoke to her again. That would be the only way he would be able to know for sure if what she had done was for herself or because she had been told to. He shrugged it off as he walked in front of the Grill. The place it had all happened. He glanced at the alleyway and almost smiled to himself at the memory.

He shook it off once again. He seriously needed a good drink. moving into the gril he saw it was actually in full swing. There were so many people here it was positivley crowded. That was good. At least tonight wouldn't be boring. He made his way through people and saw someone he hadn't thought would come back to Mystic Falls in a long time. Katerina Petrova. He almost smiled and kept to the shadows. He summoned a waitress over. He ordered his scotch and then told them to get her another drink of whatever she was drinking. He would watch her at first, he needed to know why she was back and why she would bother trying not to hide when she must know he was here. She had been scared of him long enough.

Klaus knew that if he caught her tonight she wouldn't be escaping for a long long time. He smiled as he took a sip of his drink. The burn as the scotch went down was comforting. At least that was something. He watched as the bartender gave Katerina another glass of red wine. He pointed Klaus out but he was hidden in the corner with at least four or five dancers in front of him. At least he couldn't be seen by her just yet. He finished his own drink before making his way over to the bar. "I thought you could use another drink before I came over here. What do you think Katerina?"

[/color] His voice had turned menacing as he took the seat next to her. There was no way she was leaving his side for awhile now.
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Before anything happened, from her newly appointed social throne, Katherine hurriedly deleted every and all text messages in her phone. All she needed was to be grabbed before then and have everything go to pot. Caroline's name had been saved under the innocuous name 'Kris'. As in Christmas, as in Carol… not her most clever of pseudonyms but one that would work in the current pinch.

It was as she finished her first glass of wine that another was hand-delivered to her table. At first, all thoughts of the evening's inevitable conclusion vanished on the breeze. Flittering off on the maybe chance someone actually was intrigued by her. That small glimmer of hope had her perk up in her seat, subconsciously looking over to where the bartender directed in the hopes of seeing one of her Hunters. But the crowd was too thick, the merriment far too in swing for any sort of visual confirmation. Instead, all Katherine could do was smile softly to herself and take a long and delicate sip. She could pretend that maybe Klaus wouldn't be here tonight. That whoever sent her such a gesture was actually surnamed Winchester and she could be swept off into the night. With an appreciative smile only for her at the care she took in her appearance tonight. Each piece was hand picked for her to look ravishing and desirable; in her fantasy she could imagine a sensual rendezvous instead of the inevitable torture. For the care she took, she might as well popped a proverbial apple in her mouth.

But her face only showed expectant hope, still gazing about the club for her mystery admirer to appear. And when he did settle down beside her with all his vitriol and venom, Katherine genuinely started and looked afraid. It helped the illusion at least, as her eyes widened to show whites all around the rich brown and dilated pupils. Her brows knit as her hand tightened on the wine glass. She had let her guard down, Wasn't that always the way with him, and he had gotten the jump on her. But she couldn't make a scene, it was why she chose this place for her revelation. Because it meant he couldn't make a scene either. For a few handful of minutes she was safe, and Katherine heard that internal clock begin to tick.

The stage was set, the house lights were down. Costume perfect, lines memorized. Spotlight. Showtime…

Each line of her body committed the performance in complete Meisnerian efficiency. Do not act. Be. She let the tension flood her limbs, the caution ink through her features. Katherine's life depending on this performance, more than that even. Stefan's freedom, Elena's happiness. Everything, everyone depended on her being the willing lamb to the slaughter. The Virgin Huntress, the White Stag. Body canted away from him a few degrees, Katherine shakily yet elegantly put the glass down with 'suspicion'.

"No one can accuse you of not being gentile."




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Klaus couldn't help but watch and observe. It wasn't as though he didn't have enough spare time on his hands. He hated the thought of anyone having the upper hand on him. It rarely happens anyway. He kept his eye on the brunette who had escaped him. Truthfully he had not known she had been on vervain when he had let her go. At least not until now. Well he knew better this time, he considered kidnapping her here and not and bleeding the vervain out of her before making her his to play with once again. She did have a lot to answer for after all. Even still he was grateful she had always been a little slut, even in her human life. Someone who only thought of themselves was easy to relate to.

He watched as Katerina was wondering who had delivered the drink for her. He smiled though. The look of fright was forced, he had know her long enough to know her little games. She wasn't all that scared him. So she had something planned for tonight now did she? How did she know that he would even be here? He didn't care though, he would play along with her little game providing that he could turn the tables against her anyway. He always managed to in some way or another in the first place. Looking around no one he really recognised were in the grill tonight, well that was something. He finished his drink as she spoke to him and he raised his glass to order another one. He would want to keep himself refreshed.

He smiled and nodded towards her at her comment. He looked her over carefully. "yes well I do that way about me don't I?"

[/color] He said. His smile was stuck on his face but it wasn't the warming one he would share with Caroline more like his menacing one. His grimace turned up a little more. "Don't worry I haven't poisened your drink. It wouldn't effect you and I can't compel you anymore. Just enjoy a drink with me Katerina. I think I deserve that after all you put me through for over five hundred years"[/color] He said with a micheavious smile. Of course making him think that the dopple ganger blood line was erased was cruel, she would still pay for turning into a vampire, much like Rose and her friend did. Even though that was at Elijah's hands.
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Katherine could feel the hairs on the back of her neck and arms raise, as the adrenaline continued to scorch through her veins. The fact that everything was finally coming together didn't stop her from trembling in honest fear. Or her mind from racing imagining what the Original had planned for her. While the anticipation was horrific, the certainty of it all happening sent icy knives through her stomach. As she reached out to pluck the offending glass off the table, she cursed herself for letting her hand shake under the duress. He wasn't just under her skin, he was truly terrorizing her in the most subtle way possible. If she didn't hate the sonuvabitch, she'd be impressed…

Waiting for his drink to arrive, she offered a small nod and raised glass of a toast, voice a touch bitter. "Here's to our health." The plum wine that danced and sparked across her tongue was a riot of conflicting sensations. Crisp and sweet, yet menacing in it's intent. It was wonderful and horrible, painful and beautiful; how on Earth could something so right go so wrong so fast? "Thank you for the drink, Klaus. What girl doesn't want some guy would buy her a round, right?" Her tone wasn't so much nasty as it was slightly forced and clipped. He was liable to take every and anything she said as offensive, being the loose cannon that he was. It didn't matter what she did, he could snap at any moment without an ounce of regret.

While she would normally take the energy to savor her drink, today she just wanted to go home. Not that that particular wish would be fulfilled any time soon. Leaving half a glass to rest back upon the table top, Katherine gave Klaus the full wait of her eyes. "And next time someone wants to murder me ritualistically or give me to a sibling as a present, I'll make sure to be more accommodating." Sarcasm danced past her lips as she snapped softly. It was careless, but she didn't care. He wouldn't kill her, not yet anyway.

They had 1,000 years to go...




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Something was off. Niklaus was far from a fool and he could tell that there was something going on here for which she was speaking about. The foolish thing she had done was to think that because it was a public place, she wouldn't get hurt. Well wasn't she in for a surprise. All he had to do was make a quick text or phone call and either his hybrids or even his own siblings would be coming in to help him out. Of course he had no doubt that she would be trying to same tactic to call someone to help her. He wondered who on earth would help Katerina. Even to kill him the Salvatores just wouldn't be bothered, they knew better. Klaus had not lied to Caroline when he said that it didn't concern her friends but of course this little vampire dopple ganger was not classed in that circle of friends. She had a fair amount of time to pay for some of the things she had done to him.

His next drink arrived just as she proposed a toast. Well at least that was something on his side tonight. He nodded his head and raised his glass. "Or in your case, lack of it later"

[/color] He said with a grimace and then took a small mouthful of his glass. At least the scotch here was up to scratch. Niklaus could sense that she was trying to force conversation. Maybe something that would keep him here. If she tried to leave to go the ladies room or some other ridiculous notion he would be able to either find her or keep her here. No way was he letting this one get out of his sight again. Just because he couldn't use compulsion didn't mean that he couldn't just use his brute strength. He would keep his eyes peeled for an ambush.

He nodded his head towards her previous statement. If she was trying to be charming then that ship sailed a long time ago. He wasn't going to be one to fool for her flirtatious tricks, never again would she believe that he would even think about courting her. His smile came back to play on his lips. "You are most welcome Katerina. I can get you a drink anytime, of course it might not always be of nice wine"[/color] He said with a small glint to his eye. There were many things one could use to torture a vampire and he had no problem with doing all of them. He was pretty sure he had over the years. Sometimes being somewhat nicer and granted their pleas for death but most of the time not. This one would have to suffer even if it meant that she would be under his control for a long amount of time.

Klaus knew he was actually being cautious around Katherine. She was devious and knew how to play a good game. Therefore she must have something up her sleeve. He didn't like not knowing what it was but of course he didn't let any of this show. He couldn't help but chuckle at her comment. It was true she had been played by both Elijah and himself. OH well it would teach her not to trust so easily. "Come not love, you enjoyed yourself somewhat. At least you were able to go home after it all weren't you?"[/color] He said this with a small smile and a glimmer in his eyes. He knew what it was she had found when she had finally made it home. It served her right for betraying him like that. It wasn't as though he hadn't been waiting a good 500 years alone at that point.
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You sonuvabitch….

At the mention of her home, Katherine could not keep the glare of absolute hatred off her face. While she wasn't surprised to the depths of callousness Klaus could sink to without so much as batting an eye, she still could not ever fathom being that heartless. She may have done horrific things; machinations and violence blurred together into a see of Sin, but she had never taken such joy at the such an atrocious and senseless killing spree. If there was one thing Klaus ever did for her, it was show her what a real Monster was. And since it was imperative to her survival, Katherine let the emotion and thoughts flood her eyes turning honey to flint.

She could feel the desire to lash out at him verbally flood her mind, but absolute wrath stole the words from her throat. Nothing she could do or say was going to get through to him, it wasn't as though he felt any semblance of remorse. To think she was once entranced by him, before the sociopathic hybrid freak of nature showed his true colors. Her eyes slit, looking around the room as if waiting for something. She had an ace up her sleeve, when didn't she? He would think it was her attempt to get away and nothing more. He had absolutely no idea it was to get her right in his grasp. Catching the eye of the busboy she had compelled earlier, she 'fought' a smile as the large twenty-something man came over to the table. Deliberately coming between the two when her glass got 'accidentally' knocked over. As soon as she knew that Klaus couldn't actually lash out and grab her, Katherine bolted. Human fast until she got to the back door before letting her vampiric blood take over.

He would catch her. That was the point. He was faster and stronger; but she couldn't stomach the 'civil' conversation anymore. She only had a moment before Klaus would join her, a moment that she could not and would not waste. Slipping her iPhone into her hand, she quickly slid it into the prepped brick in the back alley next to the dumpster. They would need to start here to find her, and she would follow Sam's plan to the letter. Scent would only tell Klaus she paused at this wall, not the secret tucked within. Hunters and their brilliance. She couldn't and wouldn't let the Original get her contacts, let alone the satisfaction of using it against her. Where Katherine was going, it wasn't exactly like she needed it. And the GPS tracker subtly stitched into her bra would be the breadcrumbs she needed, well-worth the money she had passed along to her favorite new Hacker friend. It was better than in a shoe, which could be lost at any point. When the torture got to the stripping place, usually the victim wasn't moved anymore.

She took a deep breath and continued to 'flee', using her full speed knowing his would overcome hers. She followed the usual path she would take if the attempt was genuine. The mirrored reflection of history pounded in her chest as she dashed past civilization and broke through the treeline. She remembered this, though with significantly more skirts last time. Again she fled. Again she tripped and fell, hard. Again she felt as though her very life depended on forward. But this time, it was not the noose that would greet her.

This time, He would win.
This time, He would catch her.
This time, He would drag her back.

Everything depended on it.




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::you're it:: Klaus and eventually the rescue party… I hope! ^w^
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Klaus looked over at Katherine when he spoke about her family. He knew it would have touched a nerve because he knew what she had found when she had gone back home to return to her family. Maybe that would teach her for betraying him. It was the reason after all that she had been on the run all that time. He couldn't wait to get her back under his control. There was no escaping him now. Looking over at her he finished his drink. There was something in her expression like she had something planned, he remembered this look from awhile a go. He wasn't going to fall for her tricks though. He was better than that. She seemed to eye someone but before he could get the chance to look over and see who it was someone had come in between them and purposefully knocked over Katherine's drink. By the time the guy had moved he saw her leaving the place nice and quickly. So she honestly thought she could outrun him?

He walked outside casually and sniffed the air. He could smell her scent. He smiled and chuckled just a little. This was going to be a much more interesting night than he had anticipated. Maybe this quirk about her family had freaked her out more than he knew. Either that or she was planning something and had someone waiting for him. He thought about this has he ran. This wasn't good. He could be walking into a trap. He sighed and pulled out his phone, stopped where it smelt she had done the same. He sent a text message to Rebekah. Chasing Katerina after she is trying to run away again. I'll see if I can heard her into the cemetary, meet me there He closed the message and smiled slightly. He sniffed the wall to see if he could get a feel of where she was heading next. She was getting a good head start but once he started running she would screwed.

He could see something shining slightly in the wall. So she was trying to get contact with someone and he would find her phone and then follow to wherever she went. Well that wasn't going to happen. he grabbed her phone and pocketed it. Then ran off at full speed in the right direction keeping his nost in the air. Doing a small loop Niklaus circled around her. He needed to get her to the cemetary that wasn't far from here. Either way he had GPS on his phone so he had no doubt that Rebekah could track him that way anyways. It all worked. He grinned when he caught up to her. They were still in the streets though. He stopped in front of her and smiled mischeviously. Oh she was in for a world of torture now. She would regret making this fun for him. She had been on the run for too long now, she deserved to suffer before she felt what it was like to be staked and actually die and not come back.

He shook his head and ran towards her shoving her back so she hit the brick building behind them. He shook his head as he approached her, walking at human speed. "I don't think your little friend is going to be able to find you secret hide away now. I found your phone."

[/color] He tried to get into the phone but there was a passcode on it. He shrugged it off anyways still walking forwards. Dancing it in front of her before throwing long and hard. It went far. Probably over a few houses. He smiled towards her. "Oh Katerina, your biggest mistake was running and now you won't get the chance to do that again"[/color] He got out his own phone and text Rebekah once more. GPS on my phone. Track me He smiled as he looked back at his victim. He grabbed her by her hair and dragged her to the next building before pushing her once more.
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When her head connected against the wall, Katherine saw nothing but stars. The thud vibrated in her skull as she bounced uselessly off of brick. It was a temporary daze, one she tried in vain to surface from completely. When he fixated on her phone, a little cry of triumph flooded over her. Good, let him think that was the key to this deception. Wincing from pain, she didn't stop the reflexive, "Shit…" from passing her glossed lips. Immediately she felt the instinctual panic take over, giving into the true emotion and allowing it to fuel her every thought and action. As he mocked her with her phone, Katherine took a useless swipe at it, before her face washed over in terror and hopelessness as the bit of technology was cast into the darkness. "Maybe if you weren't such a sadistic stalker, I wouldn't have to run. What I wouldn't give for a supernatural Restraining Order."

The quipping kept the fight in her, a trait he knew quite well. And it was something she knew Klaus loved to try and break her of. It would give him a cause and a goal, something she needed to keep him on if she wanted to survive. Just can't push him too far, Katerina… Bait him, don't infuriate him. The line between 'Fun Torturous Revenge' and 'Cold, Empty Murder' was a fine one; one that Katherine intended full well of staying on the animate side of. As he wove his hands through her hair, Katherine struggled in his grasp. Nails coming out and catching in his sleeve as opposed to his skin. It was all she could manage before he tossed her forward again. A keening cry escaped her before a pained yelp of pain followed. Knives bit into her scalp as he ripped a considerable amount of dark brown wavy strands; not to mention the pain lancing up each wrist as her ankles gave in the tall heels to send her spilling to the floor and landing on her palms.

There in the dirt, face a few inches above the industrial cement floor, Katherine took the few seconds to drag in several unnecessary lungfuls of air. It was instinct after all, as her eyes fell shut and she willed herself Far, Far Away. This, this was how it started. The potential violence and chest beating of before had given way to the now healed sprains in her wrist and replaced tufts of hair. It was easy to see that she had recently been drinking human blood, not that the Original would be surprised by that fact. Flipping her hair over her shoulder, still crouched low against the ground, Katherine glared up through her lashes at the man before her. A tear worked it's way through the silk of her stockings, stained with blood at the apex of her left knee with no wound remaining behind. As soon as he made any advance towards her, Katherine scrambled backwards, twisting around to keep him in front of her and no longer show the sociopath her back. It was only six inches of an escape, but those six inches gave her hope as the tangling mess of her hair settled around her shoulders.

She deliberately refused to comment about her phone, not wanting to give the game away with an unnecessary lie. But her eyes did flicker to the door wistful and heartbroken, as if he truly did throw away her only hope of salvation. Quickly, she looked around the abandoned warehouse, still inching backwards before her back collided into one of the support columns littering the area. Using it to pull herself up unsteadily onto her heels, Katherine took full stock of the situation before cursing in Bulgarian under her breath enough to make a sailor blush. "Here's hoping Apple wasn't blowing smoke up my skirt about the shock protection then…" A mental sigh of relief at her desperately needed sarcasm kept the progression of her soon to be untimely suffering on track. Snarking about the phone in that bitter tone still made it appear if that was her actual plan of escape. It would keep him from pressing further and add to the 'Stop the Petrova from One Lining' punishments.

Lex, I swear to God, you had better have Stefan hogtied and squealing by now or I am taking Sharpies and switchblades to your leather pants and t-shirt collection!




::stop:: As long as Katherine can eventually function normally and not die, I am down for the suffering. And if it's too much, I'll give ya a heads up, love! <3
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::you're it:: Klaus and eventually the rescue party… I hope! ^w^
::the credit:: Jess

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Klaus watched her carefully. She was still recovring from his first blow. If people thought that he was turning soft well then wait till they saw what he had in mind for little miss Katerina Petrova. She would never have the chance to run or defy him again, at least not for the longest of times. She had turned the last corner and he would not allow her to get away with it. She was the only one who had ever escaped him and it would be for no longer. He heard her curse and smiled slightly. So at least he had thwarted part of her plan but even he knew her better than that. She would always have a plan B, well maybe this was her plan B. If it were well then let's just say it was going pretty badly and she would need to come up with something pretty darn fast that was for sure.

Niklaus had to give her credit for her sense of humor and wit even in a time like this. A supernatural restraining order. Yeah like he hadn't heard that one before. His chuckle came none the less though and he shook his head slightly. "You will tell me how that works out for you won't you love?"

[/color] He asked her sacastically. She would never get another chance. This was it. He hoped she had said goodbye to her life because he would own her for the longest of times. Not to mention the little fact that he would be draining her of all her vervain, no way was she going to be able to sidle away from him again. Maybe he would constantly bleed her? That might make it easier for him. He considered the possiblilty as he walked towards her.

As he advanced she seemed to scramble backwards. Just six inches away from him. he smiled and watched as she finally stood up and her wounds slowly healing themselves. So this was goping to be a lot of fun. More pain and wounds could inflicted than if she hadn't been drinking human blood. At least there was a plus to all of this then. He advanced once more as she made her comment. Something about something up her skirt. He couldn't say he was exactly listening anymore. He felt as though he was finally about to get his revenge on her. Öh the things I have planned for you my darling Katerina. You've no idea. My hybrids will surely be happy to see you"[/color] He said with a small smile. He advnaced once more and held her up the wal by her throat.

He watched her, vampires didn't need to breath so this was actually anything painful, just uncomfortable really. He smiled towards her and looked carefully. Where the hell was Rebekah? "You will actually get to meet some of my family. I'm sure they will all be pleased to see you and have some quality time with you. But no more than I will"[/color] He said with a smile slamming her head back with his hand. Then he let her sink to the ground before kicking her in the ribs. He then backed off a space or two. It was only fair after all that she heal before he inflicted more damage. That way it would be more painful for her. More effective to him. Plus he needed to waste some time until Rebekah came in.
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Hybrids.

That word alone sent a shiver of real fear to ghost through her body and echo in her bones. It wasn't as though she should be ashamed that those things scared the hell out of her; anyone sane would pause at the implications of him and his. The smile was enough to fill her heart with significant dread, confirmed when the large hand wrapped around her throat. As her trachea collapsed and warped beneath his hands, Katherine instinctively panicked. Eyes flying wide, her hands came up to pry and struggle at his hands in absolute fear. Memory screamed in protest against reality; the creaking of the rope, the angry bite of friction against her throat, the weight of propriety appropriate skirts and petticoats weighing her down before her struggle for breath ended when her vertebrae finally sliced clean through her spinal cord. His hand brought back the terror of her suicide in stark relief to the horror of the present. And Katherine could not handle it.

And then her skull slammed into the concrete support beam. Dazed, the sharp crack echoed in her head as the dust from the impact rained down upon her. Knees turned to so much jelly as she slid down onto the floor. Pieces of concrete catching and weaving into her hair as the vampire tried desperately to come back to her senses. And ever the gentleman, her companion offered aid to her unspoken plea with a sharp kick against her ribs. The snapping of bone punctuated the quiet of the warehouse, followed shortly by a stifled gasping scream. Bone slid neatly into lungs before twisting and healing back into place. A cough rattled her chest, as Katherine coughed up a mouthful of blood. A few droplets splashing against the floor, the rest streaking along her lips and chin. Smeared mockery of crimson lip stain, usually a sign of other much more pleasant affairs. Uncurling from the instinctual fetal position, Katherine could do nothing but pant needlessly as her body righted itself. Bruises and breaks mending in moments.

"Introducing me to your family already? And here I was afraid we were just a fling. I'm honored…" She snarked softly, the backhanded tease about him 'taking her home to meet the folks' was all she could do as her world narrowed into nothing more than each moment as they came. Glancing up at the deep indentation her head made into the beam, all Katherine could do was force the urge to whistle impressively down as far as possible.

That would be the shock trying to settle on in. Huh, neat.




::stop:: Squee! God I love your Klaus!!! This scene is SO good! I can picture it perfectly!! And sorry this is short, but I'm reactionary only for a bit. <3
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::you're it:: Klaus and eventually the rescue party… I hope! ^w^
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At the moment Rebekah was tanning even though there really was no way in getting tan but she loved the sun on her hard pale skin. For once she was actually enjoying herself without having an angry thought which amazed her actually. Her family weren't at the house at the moment which made it even better because with them there she was restraint from doing anything really. One thing they needed at this house was a pool and with a few pleases and cherry on tops she would get what she wanted, Klaus always gave her anything. He truly did pamper her and she was thankful for that but he was still a jerk no matter what.

Rebekah was relaxing and listening to her music out in the sun when she felt a vibration from her left side. She took out her earphones and picked up her cellphone that had an alert, she opened the alert and it was a message from Klaus. "Of course," she rolled her eyes and read it, she had a big grin on her face. She got up quickly and got dressed into jeans a nice shirt even though there would probably be blood on her outfit after this day was over. She got the keys and ran off the place where she was supposed to meet Klaus. This day was going to be more fun than expected, she couldn't wait to start. She was close to the location and excitement grew as she approached the cemetery.

Once arrived she tried spotting Klaus but he was nowhere to be found which angered Rebekah. She wasn't going to wait here all night just so he could lure Katherine here so she would just have to find them both by the GPS he put so she could track them. She followed it and looked down mostly to make sure she was going the right way. Rebekah was taking a long time but on purpose just to make Klaus irritated which would benefit since she kind of liked making him frustrated just because they were siblings. Even vampire siblings got on each other's nerves regardless of the situation really.

She finally arrived at the spot the GPS told her to go and walked slowly to the two vampires. Katherine already looked beat up and of course Klaus was having fun. She was still annoyed with him but she would put that away for now and focus on Katherine. She walked towards the two and went to a complete stop. "Starting the fun without me brother?" She then proceeded to look at Katherine. "Hello, Katherine, nice seeing you again," she had a tight smile upon her lips. Maybe she shouldn't have said that, hopefully Klaus wouldn't ask questions but he would find out about the credit card she stole from him and spent it with Katherine, that would be a story that she would enjoy telling. She had big plans for Katherine and no doubt Klaus had ideas too so they would just have to put their two ideas together. Tonight was definitely going to be...fun.

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Niklaus could see that what he was doing was hurting her. Good it was what she deserved. He watched carefully and waited for her to make a move against him. This was where it got strange. Yes he was a lot stronger and faster than she was but when a vampire was being attacked they didn't normally just go into the offensive. It wasn't their natural instincts. She wasn't even trying to fight back. That was probably the thing that was tipping him off the most and making him the most curious. He didn't care for the moment though. He liked that he was causing her pain. She deserved it more than she knew. Sure he had killed her family but that was nothing. She shouldn't have run, she should have begged for his foregiveness. If she had he might have considered making her his pet or something, now she was in for a world of pain.

She spoke once she had recovred and he chuckled at her sarcasm. At least her sense of humor wasn't being dented that was something he was thankful. She definitely could be entertaining with her quirky remarks. Of course she could also totally piss him off with them. He shook his head and cocked it to the side slightly in watching her. She seemed to unroll herself and stood back up. Good. He wanted to watch her eyes as she was being tortured. He laughed slightly and walked up to her and backhanded her. It wouldn't be enough to send her flying but enough that it was would a mark for a little while. No matter what her blood would be taking it's toll trying to revive her so fast. That was what would be interesting. When she hadn't fed for awhile. That was when he would have his most fun. Then he could compel her once more.

He watched her once more and made a small comment. "What's the matter Katerina. Has all the fight left you my love? Anyone would think your waiting for something to happen with the way your not fighting back"

[/color] He said it with a michevious smile. There was no way she would be found anymore. He was taking her back tonight and she would regret it. For a few moments, it wouldn't take too long before Rebekah showed up and then they could break her neck and or her back> Either or both worked. Enough to subdue her long enough for them to drag her back to his mansion. Hopefully Rebekah was smart enough to bring her car. This would definitely make life a little easier for the both of them. He however hadn't brought his own.

Just as if his own thoughts had summoned her his dear sister turned the corner and came in. Just in time as well. He would chatisize her about taking her time some other time. Maybe later on tonight but for now he would be able to enjoy this small time with his sister. "Of course Rebekah. But don't worry love there is plenty of her to go around"[/color] He said it with a smile. He wondered if he could get out to his hybrids. Well he sure as hell could try soon enough. They would be at the house and they could watch over her whilst he went about his own buisness. But then Rebekah would also have a lot of fun torturing their future house guest. He smiled towards his sister. "I thought I would bring you a new play thing sister"[/color] He said.
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Glancing up as Rebekah made her appearance, Katherine could not keep the look of abject hurt and fear off her face. They weren't bests, clearly; but Katherine had honestly deluded herself into believing that her and Bekah had genuinely bonded over Tiffany's and general girlish shopping. Ironically enough, the outfit she wore for Prince Not-So-Charming was bought by his very own credit card filled her with sadistic glee. Go ahead, keep messing me up. Little Victories, you sonuvabitch…

As Rebekah made her way over, snarking like any other Mikaelson, all Katherine could do was grit her teeth. "Pleasure as always, Sugarbee." How's the Family? Shut Up, Katherine. Too far even for you. Shut. Up. It wasn't like she could run, it wasn't like she could hide. Her face and body language showed the absolute desperation she felt. There was nothing she could do against one of them, let alone two? Once back up on her feet, because she would be damned if she was going to stay on her knees like a dog in front of them, Katherine cried out as his hand came up in a vicious crack. The force popped and settled a few sore ligaments in her neck and shoulders, though her face was on fire. Blunt teeth tore into her lower lip, adding to the wash of scarlet on her face. Turning back around, her hand came up to cradle her cheek as her eyes grew vicious. The urge to quip about him being a physical therapist came and went, though she had to admit if he was going to realign her spine for her, she'd take it.

"You expect me to fight back? Really? While I may have hung myself, I am far from suicidal. What am I gonna do, Klaus? I mean really; you're faster, stronger and now have back up. If I cooperate maybe you'll grow a damned conscience. Better that than you flipping your ever-loving mind if I try anything stupid. Isn't that what you tried to tell me last time?" She felt like a wounded predator with her back pressed firmly against a corner, with very much nowhere left to go. Trying not to snarl, her eyes did take on a panicked gleam, as the hair on the back of her neck rose and her body flooded with adrenaline.




::stop:: I love this thread! <3
::look:: Outfit
::listen:: Your Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
::you're it:: Klaus and Rebekah (Eventually the rescue party)
::the credit:: Jess

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Rebekah kind of felt bad for using Katherine like that, she even remembered the shirt she bought her. They two actually had bonded that day at the mall and for once it felt like Rebekah actually had a friend. Maybe it was wrong to act all friendly with someone and then betray them the next second. She was all caught up with thinking that Katherine was using her when really she was using Katherine. Maybe if things were different they could be friends but for now this was how the game was played, it was the vampire world and things were always like that, there was never a happy middle ground. In reality you could never trust another vampire simply because of this. Hell, Rebekah could barely trust Klaus and he was family.

Things were always difficult which sucked because if Klaus was out of the picture then maybe the two could have turned out to be best friends, Rebekah couldn't think anymore of this or else she would feel guilty for doing the things she was about to do later on. The last thing she needed was a conscience telling her that this was wrong and that she should stop before things got worse. She would just have to remember how Katherine made her life a living hell when Klaus searched for her and forced Rebekah to come along.

"I grow tired of this rant," she let out a little sigh. "Can we just knock her out and bring her home Nik?" She just wanted to start the torture she didn't care for the talk they were having right now. She hated waiting when there was so much to do in a short amount of time. Besides what else was there to do besides slap Katherine and toy with her in this alley? It was no fun that way, Rebekah rather get to the point and do things the hard way. She didn't want to wait for Klaus to toy with Katherine and if she had to then she would just go home and wait for him to bring Katherine. Why would Rebekah want to wait here and watch Klaus beat her and have a confrontation when they could just do that at their own house. Rebekah would wait here though since she was bored and had nothing else better to do.

Torturing Katherine would be fun but it wouldn't be the same. Katherine was just Katherine and really it wouldn't entertain Rebekah as much. Rebekah would much rather torture Damon or Elena but mostly Elena of course even though a human like her wouldn't be able to handle that much torture. Rebekah had just wished it was someone else that she could torture. In all honestly Rebekah would probably get bored faster than usual. Hopefully Klaus had big plans and Rebekah needed a lot of entertainment right now and if this was the only thing that would only last about an hour or so then so be it but there had to be other ways but she could figure those other ways later.

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