Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Klaus had left hours ago, leaving Castiana and Katherine alone. There isn't much in Alaric's apartment, so there isn't anything to do. So-- bored-- they had decided to catch up on the last 145 odd years as they sat at the table.
They ran out of conversation a half hour ago, though. Luckily, Klaus comes back after having left to get Elena.
"Where's Maddox?" Is the first thing out of his mouth as he comes through the door. "He should be back by now." He says as he walks to the other table across the room.
"I don't know." Katherine responds tiredly as she rests her chin on her hands which rest on the back of her chair; Klaus sitting down and opening his laptop.
"I told you Damon would go after them. He probably killed him." The youngest Salvatore suggests with a careless shrug as she stretches to peak over his shoulder to see a video playing of a woman lying on the floor of a cellar, chained to a wall as she writhes in agony. "Is that the kind of thing you get off to? Probably not the best time when you have guests."
"What are you doing?" Katherine asks as she tries not to smile at the blonde's comments, only to get no reply, making her roll her eyes with a sigh. "Where's Elena?"
Having a gut feeling, the Salvatore girl silently moves off her chair and heads to another room, where she uses her vamp-hearing to continue listening in.
"I sent her off with Greta." Klaus says distractedly. "It's almost time." He mutters.
Castiana hears the door open, and she can only assume that would make Kathine and Klaus turn to look at it.
"I wasn't aware you'd been invited in." Klaus says in distaste.
"I've come here to tell you that you have to postpone the ritual." Damon tells him.
"Didn't we already have this conversation?" Klaus asks dryly.
"Yeah. But, that was before I rescued your werewolf and vampire, and killed your witch." Damon answers smugly, just asking to be killed as Castiana hears Klaus abruptly stand up.
"Excuse me?" The Original seethes.
"And you can kill me for it. I don't care. It was all... me." The eldest Salvatore declares.
"Katarina, give us a moment." Klaus requests, dangerously calm.
Katherine does as told and joins Castiana in the other room.
"I've heard about you." The Original says to the Salvatore boy. "The crazy, impulsive vampire in love with his brother's girl." There's a smirk in his voice. "I knew one of you would try to stop me. It was just a fifty-fifty guess on who. The nice thing about werewolves, is they tend to travel in packs. Need a closer look?" Klaus asks tauntingly as he tosses Damon the phone.
"Jules." He realizes.
"When you spend a thousand years trying to break a curse... you learn a thing or two." Klaus informs him. "First rule... always have a back-up. Back-up werewolf. Back-up witch..." Klaus then trails off, allowing Damon to fill in the blank.
"Back-up vampire."
"I've got that covered too." Klaus smirks before breaking Damon's neck.
Castiana and Katherine take that as a chance to step back into the room.
"You should really look into why he came here after doing what he did, instead of going back to the dopplegänger and our brother to devise a plan to defend themselves against you for when you come to beat the shit out of them." The Salvatore girl suggests, making Klaus furrow his brows as he kneels beside Damon.
Noticing one of his hands is balled into a fist, he lifts up his arm and rolls up his sleeve, revealing a werewolf bite.
"Well, he's as good as dead." Klaus huffs, rolling Damon's sleeve back down and standing up. "I can't use him, but that's fine. We already have Jenna waiting in the sidelines."
With that said, Klaus leaves to prepare for the ritual; Castiana following right behind him-- thankful that her brother won't be sacrificed, but anxious by what Klaus meant.
