The Chosen

Explanations

Klaus didn't care for many things, not since his human days. There were very few times he could count as genuinely happy. Yet on the last few weeks the small witch had begun to burrow her way into his cold, dead, heart.

One of the genuinely happy moments in his life had been with her. Sitting in the quarry by the woods and speaking of his past. Speaking of things he dared not think of, lest he be lead back into those ways. His family didn't need him to be a kind man who loved to paint anymore, they needed him to keep them alive, they needed a general.

Yet this small, annoying, self sacrificing, moral compass of a witch managed to thaw his heart. She wasn't normal, no girl who attacked creatures he'd never seen in 1,000 years of life could ever be normal, but he found he liked it. He liked her abnormalities. He liked that she could challenge him. He'd grown fond of her, against his better instincts.

Now she lay in a bed, again practically comatose, after burning multiple winged creatures alive. Klaus was beginning to think he'd never have a normal relationship with anyone. After the man saved Bonnie, appearing with her cousin, the others were easy to pick off.

Klaus left the small witch's room, upset that for the second time, she lay unconscious. The hybrid walked up the stairs towards where Elijah was keeping their guests company. He wanted to know exactly what was going on.

Walking into the room he saw Caroline talking to Lucy, holding onto the older witch's hand for dear life. Elijah and Kol stood near the fireplace, watching their guest. The sword with which he tore the creature in half with was hanging at his side.

"As I'm sure you've imagined we have some questions" Klaus said as he entered the room. The blue eyed man gave him a nod.

"Of course, I am Callon, of Firilanid" he greeted, putting a fist to his heart and giving a bow. Klaus shared a look with his brothers, only knowing men to do this many years ago.

"Firilanid?" Elijah asked looking towards his brothers for a moment. Kol had a contemplative look on his face, while Niklaus looked just as confused as he did. "We've never heard of it" he told the man.

"No you wouldn't, we are not known to this world" he told them, an amused smirk on his face. It irritated Klaus to no end.

"Not know to the world? What are they Wakanda?" Matt asked from his spot beside Caroline. The blondes eyes widened as she hit him in the stomach reprimanding him.

"And what exactly is your business here Callon?" Klaus asked the man, not for the first time wondering what his business was. He wouldn't save Bonnie for nothing. How did this Callon even know she was in danger.

"I'm afraid you won't believe me if I told you" Callon told them all, his voice soft. Caroline snorted as she looked at the tall man.

"I'm a vampire, that's a hybrid, my bests friends are a doppelgänger and a witch" Caroline said and other occupants in the room watched as her expression hardened, suspicioun in her eyes. "So try me" she told him.

Callon looked at the blonde in surprise. He could admit he didn't think much of her when he first walked in. She held her own against the scouts, and tried to protect Bonnie, but he had to admit she was simply too young to take her seriously. He finds himself pleasantly surprised. Bonnie would need her.

"Caroline, relax, he wants to help" Lucy told the blonde softly, though understanding her suspicions. Klaus rolled his eyes.

"Yes, conveniently a day after Bonnie was first attacked, and during her second, this man shows up and simply wants to protect her sounds entirely plausible" Klaus said narrowing his eyes at the man. Callon frowned at the hybrid, his eyes narrowing slightly,