39 | taken

"Good morning sleeping beauty," a deep voice said.

I whipped my head around to notice or see anyone. But, none. The white light was coming from the tubelight above me. I sat up slowly, feeling my body ache as I did so.

Last time I remembered, I was in a plane. This area definitely does not look like a plane. It's dark. I'm pretty sure I'm slanting against a hard wall. Trying to touch my forehead, I raised my arms to it, realising that my arms were unusually heavy. Something cold touched my cheek and I winced, removing my hand immediately.

Chains.

I shook my hand and the sound of chains made me realise that I'm chained. With vervain laced on it, that's why my hands felt numb from the feeling.

I let out a loud sigh, trying to see through the dark, hoping for anyone to show up, out of blue. Any familiar face.

A human form made a movement in front of me, alerting my senses, as I crouched, hugging my legs, as if that will keep me safe from whatever was stalking towards me.

"You are quite a beauty," the voice said, "Now I realise what Klaus saw in you," he said.

"Klaus..." I gasped.

What happened to klaus? Is he alright? Does he know that I have been kidnapped? It must be killing him right now if he does. I hope everyone is taking care of him. I hope he is okay.

"Who are you?" I asked, bravely, as I tried to regain my confidence.

If I am going to die, I might as well die confidently.

"Brave," he said, "I am Marcel, ever heard of me?"

He said, and he emerged from the shadows, his tan face, analyzing me, making me feel uncomfortable under his gaze which I tried not to show. I gave him a cold glare.

Was he the name Klaus mentioned to me during our stay in New Orleans?

Yep. It is.

"What do you want?" I asked, "Let me go," I spat.

"Sorry beautiful, I can't let you go, right now, I need Klaus to come here, you see, I heard from a little bird that you and your friends were going on a quest to find the three stones, well sorry to break it to you but, you wouldn't have been able to find it, even if you found the places they were at," he said, a knowing smile made its way on his lips.

"You have the stones," I whispered.

"Voila!" He clapped his hands, the sound making me flinch, "When I heard that Klaus and his companions were searching for the stones, I found it a perfect oppurtunity to destroy him once and for all if he wants the stones so badly," he said.

Klaus doesn't want the stones. He hates the whole idea. Only I know that. I hope Marcel doesn't figure that out.

"But then, it is never easy to destroy Klaus, so by turning him into a human, it will be much more easier don't you think," he said, winking. "Especially, when I have an army waiting to kill him," he said.

He starting walking backwards as I glared at him.

"Including someone you called a friend," he said and then dashed out my sight.

He needs the book to turn everyone into humans.

Where is the book?

Who has it?

Where are the others?

I remember Bonnie having the book, last time I saw it. I hope the book doesn't end up in Marcel's arms.

I need to get out of here.

I started twisting my arms, trying to get rid of the vervain laced chains.

A sound of an electronic door opening came. I froze.

"Marcel" I called.

"Such a sweet voice," Someone said, a voice so raspy and dry. It sounded like a drunkard's voice, disgusting me.

A plumpy unshaved freckle filled face came into view, he held a gun, and stalked towards me. He pointed the gun at me. Coming near, he saw the chains and placed the gun on the floor.

What is he doing?

Trying to calm my nerves, a stench reached my nose and then only I realised that this guy was a human. He came near to me, his waist in level with my face. His hands reached his pants, reaching his zips as he started pulling it down, laughing wickedly.

Is he going to rape me?

Anger flooded through me.

This body of mine belongs only to Klaus. I am not going to let some human touch it. Flinging my leg out, I hit his knee, making him lose his balance as he fell to the floor. I reached out my leg, trying to reach for the gun, pulling it towards me. Once I got a hold of the gun, I shot the chain holding my right arms, making it go free. A small part of the chain was still dangling from my right arm.

The man had woken up and he looked terrified.

I wrapped the metal chain ignoring the vervain, and punched his face, sending him backwards as he fell again. His nose bleeding.

The smell of the blood, brought out my vampire side, and my fangs showed. His face paled.

"De...de...mon," he stuttered, his eyes wide with fear, as he crawled backwards.

Shooting the other chain with the gun, my hand fell free, a small part of the chain dangling from my other arm too.

Stalking towards the man, I showed him my vampire face as I inched closer.

"You don't deserve to live," I spat. "Don't make any noise," I said, grabbing his face, I drank all the blood from his neck, my energy coming back to me.

His dead body fell limply on the floor.

With the blood on the floor, I wrote a message on the wall and went out of the gate. It's electronic and there is a button right outside the door to open it.

Closing the door, I walked slowly and carefully to the turning, only come face to face with Stefan.

"Stefan?" I called.

He immediately turned around, his vampire face showing, slamming me against the wall, as his hands encircled my neck, realising that it's me, Caroline, his mouth broke into a wide grin as he recovered. Both of us hugged.

"I was searching for the rest of us, finally one of you showed up," he said, relief shown in his voice.

"You were captured too," I said.

"Yeah, I don't know who else has been captured," he said.

Some sound came from behind us and immediately we got out of there. Running slowly and silently, we came to a staircase leading upwards. I glanced at Stefan to see if it's a good idea to go upstairs. Shrugging, he went upstairs and I followed him in silence.

There was a door, and the faint voices of some guys can be heard.

Without hesitation Stefan opened the door.

"Follow my lead," he whispered into my ear.

Stepping into the room, there were a few guys sitting on a table, playing poker.

Vampires.

As all of them stared at the both of us, Stefan said, "Marcel is asking everyone to come downstairs, he has something important to announce," he said.

Immediately though, all of them stood up, abandoning their game as they made their way towards the door.

One guy kept looking at me curiously.

"I have never seen you before," he muttered.

Stefan immediately tensed.

"I'm new here," I said confidently, "You wouldn't want to mess with me," I said, glaring, hinding my chained arms behind my back.

He narrowed his eyes on me and left the room. Once they left, Stefan ran to a door at the end, opening it, it was a street. Going out, I followed him, breathing fresh air.

"We're out," I said, smiling.

"Come on," he said, grabbing my arm, as he stopped a cab and got me inside.