Eternal ➳ N. Mikaelson [COMPLETED]

➳ 10: the five

CONNOR was chained up by his wrists and ankles to a large slab of wood. Klaus walked into the room and approached him before passing and smirking slightly. "Looks like I'll have to beef up the hybrid security detail."

Ingrid pulled Stefan into the room by the collar of his shirt and tossed him toward Klaus. Stefan landed on the floor and groaned in pain. "Let's be honest, Niklaus, that still won't do. Your hybrids are useless." She teased before placing the heel of her stilettos on Stefan's chest. "Why do you continously sneak around our house? Have you no boundaries?"

Stefan glared up at her and shifted his eyes toward Klaus. "I was gonna take him, but I figured you went through such trouble to truss him up in your red room of pain." He remarked with a bitter smirk, motioning to Connor.

Klaus smirked proudly and shrugged his shoulders. "It's from the Inquisition. I thought it was a nice touch." He then walked toward Ingrid with an amused smile. "You can let him go, love."

She pouted slightly in disappointment then rolled her eyes. "Fine." She then pushed off of him harshly with a mischevious smirk.

Stefan groaned in pain then stood up from the marble floor, sneering at the Original wife. He brushed off his jacket then glanced at curiously. "What'd you get out of him?"

"Not enough. He's mum about the Council fire and he's not saying anything about this greater evil we're all supposed to be shivering over." Klaus remarked with an amused facial expression then raised an eyebrow at the Salvatore. "What brings you snooping?"

"Well, I can't say it in front of him." Stefan replied, crossing his arms over his chest and scowling. "As I'm sure you've figured out, our friend here can't be compelled."

Klaus turned to Connor with an intrigued look on his face. "You're full of mysteries, aren't you?"

"I told you, I don't know anything." Connor argued sternly, telling the truth about his lack of knowledge toward his own history

"Thankfully, I know plenty." Klaus commented with a smirk, walking out of the room and gestured for Stefan to come with him. "Shall we?" Ingrid strolled out of the room, following suit, as her heels echoed across the marble floor. Stefan stared at Connor for a few more seconds and followed the Mikaelsons out of the room. Klaus shut the doors to Connor's prison room and turned to face Stefan. "So, what's with the home invasion?"

"Damon said you knew something about this guy. Now, I should have figured out that you were up to something when you healed Elena from the werewolf poison without asking for anything in return." Stefan concluded with a suspicious expression on his face.

Klaus smirked and gestured with his hands for dramatic effect. "I was feeling benevolent."

"You're never benevolent." Stefan argued sternly and glared at the male hybrid. "Who is this guy? What's the Five?"

"So many questions." Klaus remarked in amusement and glanced over at his wife.

"So little answers." Ingrid added in a mocking tone, tilting her head to the side.

"It's a good thing I have nothing to do today, except get answers out of you two." Stefan said while sitting down and staring up at them.

The couple exchanged annoyed looks and Ingrid sighed lowly, rolling her eyes. Klaus tapped his fingertips together as he thought about the pros and cons of letting Stefan into the history of The Five. Realizing that it may be more fun than harm, he sighed with a wide smirk. "Fine. You might actually be useful in persuading my sister to cooperate." Klaus said before walking away from the door and further into the room. "The brotherhood of the Five was a group of highly skilled vampire hunters. We crossed paths with them in the 12th century Italy. My family and I had followed the Normans as they conquered the South. Feeding, turning people as we went. But with the bloodshed came exposure." He explained, sending a not so subtle look in Ingrid's direction.