Nobody's Pov

As everyone settled down the next episode began to play.

The screen turns on and the camera pans into one of the bedrooms in the compound, Klaus's bedroom.

The camera pans over to the hybrid that's currently lying in bed shirtless. His eyes are closed and he's gasping in pain from the blade that's embedded in his chest.

Everyone's eyes widened at seeing the state the hybrid was in.

They couldn't believe how much pain he's in all because of a blade he was stabbed with.

However, a few people couldn't help but blush at seeing his muscles, his toned abs and his tattoos.

"Hot damn" Trent muttered.

"You said it" Sebastian muttered with a nod of his head.

How the hell could someone be so hot?

Santana eyed Klaus onscreen and found herself leaning closer to her friends causing them to look at her.

"I know this ain't the time, but the hybrid looks hot as hell" Santana commented.

The girls looked at each other and they all voiced out their agreements while giggling.

They all had to admit that Klaus was indeed hot.

Especially shirtless and with those tattoos of his.

They honestly felt jealous of Kurt because that hot man is his mate, someone he'll be tied to forever.

"So, you're telling me that the witches made the blade that's currently inside of Nik?" Kurt asked.

Elijah nods as he removes his jacket and rolls up his sleeves.

"Yes. And every second it remains causes Niklaus untold suffering" Elijah said.

"Why the hell would you stab him with it in the first place?" Kurt asked.

"To prevent him from murdering his sister, porcelain" Sue deadpanned.

Although, Elijah could've done something else to prevent his brother from murdering their sister.

"I'm sorry but it was the only way. But don't worry, I intend to remove it" Elijah said.

He walks over to his brother while ordering Kurt to take a step back to which he obeys.

"Care to explain to me why you wanted me to be here?" Kurt asked.

"Because of all the people that could be here, you're the only one he wouldn't immediately slaughter" Elijah told him.

The girls and Sue shared a glance at that, knowing smiles appearing on their faces.

It was obvious that Klaus would never hurt Kurt because not only are they mates but Klaus has romantic feelings for Kurt.

Elijah uses a scalpel to slice into his brother along the red scar bisecting his chest. 

Elijah then jams his fist into the open wound in order to grab the blade which makes Kurt gag.

"Also, he speaks of you with what is a rare degree, for him at least, of respect and adoration. It's clear that my brother has grown romantic feelings for you, and it's not because of the mate bond" Elijah added.

Kurt blushed at that and looked away.

The girls and Sue allowed small squeals to escape their lips.

Blaine, on the other hand, had a frown plastered on his face.

He still hated the fact that Kurt and Klaus were mates, bounding them for life.

Now he hates the fact that Klaus has actually grown romantic feelings for Kurt.

He hates the fact that Klaus wants him and Kurt to actually date, given the two times he has tried kissing him, and possibly strengthen their mate bond.

God, he wants nothing more than to rip Kurt away from Klaus's side.

Elijah finally pulls the blade out of Klaus's chest and once it's removed the hybrid's eyes snap open and he groans in agony.

"A wonderful skill that I shall be counting on very shortly" Elijah said.

He sets the blade down on a bowl and grabs a rag to clean his bloodied hand.

"You see, Niklaus will be weak as he recovers. So, watch over him and feed him, if you would. But slowly, please, and from your wrist" Elijah told him.

"Is that necessary? Don't you guys have bags of blood in storage?" Kurt asked.

"We do but it's better if he drinks your blood. You two are mates and if he drinks your blood he will heal better even if the process will still be slow" Elijah explained.

Kurt sighed but nodded his head.

"And perhaps you could use the time constructively? Persuade him not to murder his baby sister" Elijah added.

"That might be a little impossible" Sue chuckled.

She could tell how angry the hybrid was in the previous episode and she could tell how determined he was to bring pain to Rebekah by stabbing her with the blade.

There's no way Klaus is going to stop until he gets his revenge on her.

Along with Marcel, of course.

Elijah then turns to Klaus. He places his palms onto the bed and leans closer to his brother.

"Niklaus, it was not my desire to bring you pain, but I will not see you hurt Rebekah. Now, I fear Sabine will be making a final move against us. I intend to find her and to end this" Elijah whispered.

"You better. That bitch is the reason Hayley, Jackson and I were nearly killed in that plantation" Kurt scoffed.

Elijah nods and goes to leave but stops when his brother weakly calls out to him.

Elijah moves to closer to him in order to hear what he has to say.

"You will pay for this" Klaus whispered, his tone showing seriousness.

Elijah stares at his brother for a few seconds before turning around and leaving the room, leaving Kurt alone with his mate.

"I just love how he's making threats even in the state he's in" Mr. Schue sighed.

The hybrid might be weak but that won't stop him from threatening people, whether it's his siblings or his enemies.

Some time has passed and we're back in Klaus's room where we see that he's still in bed.

The camera pans over to Kurt who moves to sit at the edge of the bed

Kurt rolls up his sleeve before placing his wrist in front of Klaus's face. Klaus looks at his mate for a bit before grabbing his wrist and sinks his teeth into it, feeding from him.

A few people couldn't help but wince at what they were seeing.

They really could never imagine letting a vampire feed from them, it's weird and, by the looks of it, painful.

Kurt winces in pain and uses his other hand to smack Klaus on the shoulder.

"Slow down, Nik" Kurt sternly said.

Klaus feeds a bit more from his wrist before releasing it to which Kurt sighs as holds his wrist.

"Sorry, love" Klaus muttered, leaning back against the pillows.

Kurt nods as he grabs a cloth to wipe away the blood.

"Are you still in pain? Do you need something else?" Kurt asked.

"As you may have yet to realize, love, the line between what brings us pain and what sustains us is far thinner than one imagines" Klaus told him.

"You talking about my blood or your need to hunt down the people you love most?" Kurt asked, raising an eyebrow.

"How about both?" Puck whispered to Finn who nodded in agreement.

"I'm too weak for one of your talks right now" Klaus sighed in annoyance.

Kurt rolled his eyes as he set the cloth down on the bedside table.

"Nik, Rebekah is your sister. I know that what she did is terrible but you can't possibly hate her and you can't possibly want her dead" Kurt said.

"Yes, I can. And yes, I do. Why? Because she has done what no one else has managed to do to me for 1,000 years. Rip my heart out" Klaus said.

"Alright, am I the only one that thinks he's exaggerating?" Blaine asked, rolling his eyes.

He gets that the hybrid is angry at Rebekah for what she did but he really shouldn't blame her for what she's done.

I mean, having someone like him as a sibling was more of a curse than a blessing. 

At one point or another Rebekah was bound to snap and rebel against him.

The hybrid should be grateful that even though his father had hunted him and ran him, and his siblings, out of New Orleans he at least survived.

"You may not know this but back in 1919 my siblings and I were in a jazz club, enjoying our time like we always do. Until I noticed Rebekah and Marcel acting like friends rather than lovers. I could see the way they longed for one another. And, for once in my life, I felt bad that they couldn't act the way they wanted to because of me. So, I held a toast and allowed Rebekah to love Marcel because I believed that not only were we safe in New Orleans but we were happy. And I wanted her to be happy too" Klaus explained.

Klaus pushes himself up from the bed and moves to sit at the edge. He grabs his shirt that was nearby and puts it on.

"I'd let my guard down and given in to happiness, more fool, I" Klaus explained.

He begins to button up his shirt as he turns to his mate who was listening intently.

"Turns out, they'd already betrayed me, and brought to town the one thing I'd been running from for centuries...my father" Klaus finished.

Everyone's eyes widened at what they just learned.

They had known from the previous episode that Marcel and Rebekah had contacted Mikael and brought him to New Orleans.

But they hadn't know that Klaus had stopped being the type of person he is and allowed his sister to be happy and find love.

And they hadn't known that by then, the plan Rebekah and Marcel came up with had already been put into motion.

"Oh" Brittany frowned.

"Well, when he puts it like that" Santana muttered.

Blaine pressed his lips together, unable to say anything at what he just learned.

"Oh" Kurt breathed out, his eyes wide in surprise.

"Yes, love. Oh" Klaus sarcastically said while rolling his eyes.

The hybrid moves to lay back down on the bed while Kurt, who had been standing, walks back to the bed and sits at the edge.

"Alright, I get that you're really angry and want revenge but I don't think that's going to happen. Considering Marcel and Rebekah ran off when Elijah stabbed you with the blade. They could be anywhere in the world by now" Kurt told him.

Klaus chuckled as he made eye contact with his mate.

"Oh, love, I'm not so sure about that. If they really want to hide from me they'll need a cloaking spell, and for that, they'll need a witch. And we already know how witches feel about vampires, especially a Mikaelson" Klaus explained.

"Wait, really?" Coach Beiste asked, turning to the witch in the theater room.

"Yes. That is true" Gertrude nodded.

She knew how witches felt towards vampires especially the Mikaelson's.

And she was basically the same as those witches.

While doesn't have problems with vampires in particular, considering she has come across a few and they were pretty cool, she doesn't necessarily like the Mikaelson's.

She's learning to tolerate them.

For the sake of having some sort of peace between the supernatural beings.

But she'll never find herself liking them or getting along with them.

"So, as far as I'm concerned, they have nowhere to go but New Orleans" Klaus grinned.

Kurt sighed and shook his head, knowing that his mate had a point.

The scene changes and we're still in Klaus's bedroom.

The camera pans over to Klaus who is sitting at the edge of the bed. He's attempting to stand but failing as he's still weak.

Kurt, who was sitting on the couch playing a game on his phone, shoots up and rushes to the hybrid.

"Nik, you're still weak" Kurt reminded him.

Klaus nearly falls forward as he stands but Kurt catches him. Kurt wraps his arms around his waist and guides him to the bed and sits him back down.

Blaine glared at the way Kurt was holding onto Klaus, jealousy creeping onto him.

"I'm still hungry. There's a fresh blood supply in the kitchen" Klaus said.

"Nik, you and I both know you won't make it that far. So, be a good little boy and get back into bed" Kurt ordered.

"If I had a quid for every time a woman and a man has tried that line on me" Klaus chuckled.

"You'd have no money" Kurt deadpanned.

"I beg to differ. Some women and men actually find me quite charming" Klaus told him.

"He speaks the truth" Santana shrugged.

"Agreed. He's charming as he is hot" Quinn nodded.

The rest of the new direction girls voiced out their agreements with the new direction boys looking at them weirdly.

As well as trying to ignore the jealousy they were feeling. 

They really couldn't believe that Klaus was getting all of the girls, along with some gay guys, attention.

It was irritating and it shrunk their egos a little.

Kurt yelped in surprise when Klaus places his hands on his hips and pulls him closer so that he was standing in between his legs.

Kurt looked down at him, his hands resting on his shoulders, while Klaus stared up at him.

"And if I recall, you're definitely one of them" Klaus smirked.

The girls and Sue grinned as they let out quiet squeals.

Blaine had a scowl plastered on his face while glaring at Klaus.

He doesn't understand why Kurt would be mated to him and why he would, possibly, have feelings for him.

Kurt felt his cheeks turn red at Klaus's words, and his smirk, and cleared his throat.

"Let me guess, you have more things to add to your story?" Kurt asked.

Klaus nodded and, without removing his hands from his mates waist, spoke.

"I was hooking up with a werewolf named Lana. She had given us tickets to an Opera called, Le Grand Guignol" Klaus told him.

Kurt frowned at hearing Klaus reveal that he was hooking up with someone back then. 

He knew that the hybrid fooled around with tons of people in order to let off steam, or to just have fun, but it irked him.

And he's not sure why because he and Klaus might be mates but they aren't a couple.

The girls and Sue couldn't help but grin at Kurt's obvious jealousy.

Although, they also couldn't stop the sadness from coursing through their bodies at the fact that he's right when he says he and Klaus aren't a couple.

Which is something that they desperately want them to be.

Blaine, on the other hand, was relieved that even though Kurt and Klaus were mates they weren't a couple.

Which is a good thing because that's something he doesn't want happening.

"Of course you like opera" Kurt huffed.

"I always had a particular soft spot for Le Huguenots. I like the story" Klaus shrugged.

Klaus began rubbing soothing circles on Kurt's hips as he continued speaking.

"It was a tale of forbidden love, a Romeo and Juliet of sorts. On the day they are to marry, family and long-festering hatred intervene. Thousands are massacred. A father even kills his own child in the final act. I can almost appreciate the irony" Klaus explained.

He removed his hands from Kurt's hips and slowly stood up from the bed.

He walked past his mate to which Kurt followed after him as the two of them made their way to the living room located on the second floor.

Klaus walked into the room and reached a table that had a bottle of scotch on it and began pouring himself a glass.

Kurt crossed his arms over his chest while leaning against the wall.

"Not sure that helps, Nik" Kurt told him.

"Not sure it doesn't" Klaus said as he took a sip of his drink.

"Fine, drink that scotch since it's better than letting you drink my blood from my wrist. I don't care what Elijah says" Kurt sighed.

"Don't speak to me of Elijah, love" Klaus sternly said.

"Nik, he's your brother and he loves you" Kurt told him.

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement.

They know that Elijah loves Klaus no matter what, they are brothers and brothers are there for each other.

"Yes. He does, and he proves it time and again, even when my father enlisted him to kill me" Klaus said.

"You keep saying kill, but you're immortal. You can't be killed" Kurt frowned.

"Oh, but we can, love. And my father was the only one with the means to do it. A white oak stake, fashioned by my father to take from us the very thing he forced upon us all our immortality" Klaus explained.

"So he brought a white oak stake with him the day he arrived in New Orleans?" Kurt asked.

"Yes, he did. Elijah tried getting rid of my father or at least tried getting the white oak stake from him but he failed. My father overpowered him" Klaus explained.

"That's gotta suck" Nick frowned.

"Yeah, he tried to stop his father on his own to protect his siblings but failed" Jeff nodded.

"Poor guy must've felt guilty for not being able to stop that madman they call father" Thad added.

"Elijah has always carried guilt for that night for not stopping our father. I told him not to blame himself. When your father wants to kill you, he wants to kill you. Nothing you can do about it" Klaus added.

Kurt opens his mouth to say something but stops when he hears a phone vibrate.

Klaus sets his glass down and takes his phone out of his pocket.

"Oh, I hate to be a know-it-all. My sister and her lover have been spotted in town. So, story time endeth here, I'm afraid" Klaus grinned.

He walks over to a statue on the table and knocks it over. The statue breaks and inside was the indestructible white oak stake.

Everyone's eyes widened at what they were seeing.

"Wow" Brittany gasped, her eyes wide. 

"Wait, is that..." Santana trailed off.

"The white oak stake? Yes, it is" Gertrude nodded.

Kurt's eyes widened at what he was seeing. He uncrossed his arms and walked further into the room.

"Is that..." Kurt trailed off.

Klaus nodded as he crouched down and picked up the white oak stake.

"A white oak stake, my own special version. And, unlike my father's, this one cannot be destroyed" Klaus told him.

He grins at his mate before vamping out of the room.

"Nik!" Kurt yelled as he sprinted out of the room.

He sprints out of the compound and reaches the street and begins to look around, trying to find his mate.

When he finally spots him he sees him feeding on a random man he stumbled upon.

Everyone shifted in their seats at the sight of the hybrid feeding on a random human.

They really don't like seeing him feed on other people and would rather if he, and other vampires, just drink from blood bags.

"Nik, what are you doing?" Kurt asked.

Klaus releases the man that he was feeding on and sends him on his way before turning to his mate.

"Well, if you have to ask, you obviously haven't been paying attention. I'm going to kill my sister but I needed some substance to fully help me heal especially since you weren't going to give me anymore of your blood" Klaus explained.

Kurt scowled and made his way over to his hybrid mate.

"Look, I get that you're angry. I get that you're hurt. I get that you want revenge. I do. I dealt with years of bullying and torment all throughout highschool and had nobody in my corner. My dad and my friends helped as best as they could but it wasn't enough. You have no idea how much I wanted to get revenge on my biggest bully slash tormentor. Hell, there were times where I wanted to kill him with my bare hands because I was so sick and tired of all the bullshit he put me through" Kurt angrily spat.

He clenched his jaw and kicked a nearby trash can which made Klaus jump in surprise.

"Hell, I wanted to kill Blaine after he told me what he did because he made me believe that what we had was special. He made me believe I was special. But it was a lie. He lied! All of it was a fucking lie and I hated him, still do, for it! " Kurt yelled.

Silence.

Silence filled the theater room.

Everyone was stunned at everything that had spilled from Kurt's mouth.

The new directions, Burt and the staff of McKinley Highschool were shocked that Kurt actually had the urge to kill his bullies.

More specifically, Karofsky.

After all, he was Kurt's main bully/tormentor which obviously means he was referring to him.

"I know that the bullying was bad but I didn't know it was bad for him to feel this way" Sam frowned.

"Me neither" Mike nodded.

"None of us did" Puck reminded them.

Finn frowned, feeling upset that the bullying his brother had endured made him want to kill.

He wasn't upset at Kurt, if anything he was upset at himself.

If he had been a better brother and stood up for Kurt, especially against Karofsky, his brother would've had a better and safer life at McKinley.

But he wasn't, he wasn't anything but a coward.

And he'll never be able to forgive himself for that.

The girls were just as upset as Finn was.

After all, Kurt was basically one of them and they all adored him and cared about him.

They should've done more to protect him or to at least remind him that no matter what they were there for him.

Rachel especially felt upset because she's Kurt's best friend but she didn't do much to help him.

Not the way Kurt did and he did so much for her.

She realizes now that the jealousy she feels towards Hayley isn't because she has taken the best friend title from her.

It's because Hayley has proven how much Kurt means to her by how she was willing to defend him, fight for him, against anything and anyone.

Hayley earned the best friend title due to her actions.

Rachel will always feel jealous, maybe a little bitter, about that.

But she knows that Hayley deserves that title.

Burt felt sad, angry and guilty.

He always did his best to help his son against the bullying and torment he had to endure.

But he knew it wasn't enough. He just knew it.

He wanted nothing more than to be there for his son, to protect him from all of it, but he just wasn't able to.

Burt sighed, burying his face into his hands so he could silently cry into them.

He honestly feels like he's failed as a father.

Carole, knowing what her husband was feeling and thinking, hugged him and kissed his temple.

"You're an amazing father to Kurt, honey. You always have been. You protected him as best as you could. You may not think it was enough but I can assure you that Kurt thinks differently. I know he does" Carole whispered.

Burt remained silent, unsure what to say.

He didn't know whether to believe his wife or not.

But he appreciated her presence and her comfort and hugged her while kissing her cheek.

The McKinley staff looked at each other with sadness and guilt.

They all knew they should've done more to protect Kurt from the bullying but they didn't and they will always hate themselves for it.

They knew that they would have to find a way to make it up to him.

It's what he deserves.

Blaine felt tears streaming down his face at hearing everything that spilled from Kurt's mouth.

He couldn't believe that his actions, him cheating on the most wonderful boy ever, made Kurt want to kill him.

He didn't blame Kurt, not at all, because he too felt like killing himself after what he did.

But what hurts is the fact that Kurt genuinely hates him.

And it's the fact that he may never be able to earn back his forgiveness, trust and love.

And that breaks Blaine's heart more than anything.

Klaus frowned at hearing what his mate went through in the past, concern shown in his eyes.

Not only that but confusion was shown in his eyes at the name 'Blaine' that came out of his mouth.

He wondered who he was that made his mate hate him so much, maybe even more than his past bully/tormentor.

"It's because helmet head stuck his dick in another guy when he was still with Kurt" Santana scowled.

Blaine didn't turn to glare at her for what she said.

It was the truth, after all, and he knew there was nothing he could say to defend himself.

"But I never went through with it, obviously, and for two reasons. One, it wasn't worth it. Two, I knew that in the end it wouldn't have made me feel better. If anything, I would've felt worse and, most of all, guilty. That's what you're going to feel if you kill Rebekah. Your sister. You won't be able to survive if you're the one to end her life" Kurt finished.

"I'll tell you what I almost didn't survive, love. My sister bringing the most vile creature ever to have walked the earth down upon me" Klaus scowled.

"Yes, she did a terrible thing by bringing your father. But hunting her, and Marcel, down to the ends of the earth and by terrorizing them the way you yourself were terrorized, you'll be no different than your father" Kurt sternly said.

Klaus felt his eyes widen at his mates words.

Blaine, after wiping his tears away, allowed a frown to appear on his face.

Kurt's words, once again, stuck to his head.

If there's one thing Blaine never wanted was to be compared to his father.

Blaine never wanted to be like his father, that was his worst nightmare, and he would do anything to be different from his father.

Klaus then let out a scoff and took a step closer to his mate.

"I've been called every shade of monster, but that's new. My father? Mikael was the monster monsters were afraid of. Come. Let me show you" Klaus said.

He grabs Kurt by the arm and vamp speeds out of the street.

The scene changes and we see Klaus and Kurt standing in front of the old opera house.

Kurt looks at the old opera house from head to toe and sees the ruins that Mikael left from his visit in 1919.

"Is this..." Kurt trailed off, looking at Klaus.

"You know your city's history. That night in 1919, when the opera house burned down on this very spot? That was my father at his worst" Klaus told him.

"What did he do?" Kurt asked, curious.

"Mikael put on a show. And what a show it was. Mikael captured Marcel and tied him to a cross and put him on the stage for everyone to watch. Mikael compelled the audience to watch it all, applaud as if it were the drollest of comedies, and then to leave celebrating a terrific night at the opera. I tried to save Marcel but my father had other ideas. Rebekah attempted to intervene. All these years, I actually believed she was trying to save me" Klaus explained.

"Maybe she was" Trent shrugged. 

"Yeah, she probably felt guilty since it was her fault" Thad added.

"Maybe. But the way Klaus says it makes it sound like she was trying to save Marcel, not him. Especially since Marcel was her lover and the one tied up" Sebastian told them.

"But then big brother swooped in just when we thought all was lost. He told us we had to run. And so I ran, beaten like the dog my father believed me to be. And as we fled for our lives, he burnt it all to the ground. And with it, we assumed, Marcel" Klaus finished.

Kurt frowned, now understanding why Marcel hates the Mikaelson's considering they left him to die.

Kurt honestly can't blame Marcel and, if anything, he sort of relates to him.

Kurt would never admit this out loud but there is some part of him that resents his friends, mainly Finn and Rachel, for not protecting him.

Don't get him wrong, he appreciates what they did for him when confronting Karofsky and ordering him to back off.

But he wishes that they had done more for him than that.

He knows that it isn't their job to protect him but he also knows that friends help friends.

He knows that friends protect friends.

And that's what he has done for them but none of them have done the same for him.

The new directions frowned at that and they glanced at each other.

They didn't know that Kurt felt that way towards them.

And, if they were being honest, they couldn't blame him.

He's right that friends are supposed to help friends and protect them and just be there for one another.

But none of them have done that for Kurt even though he has done that for them all the time.

They really should've done more to help him but they didn't.

Hell, Hayley and the Mikaelson's seem to have done more for Kurt than they have and they haven't known him for that long.

They have made the decision to make it up to Kurt because that's what he deserves.

"I lived, but all that we had built died, as did the last shred of me that felt human. That is what my father took from me that night" Klaus said.

He turns around and grips Kurt's arm and pulls him closer to him.

"I assure you, love, I will not terrorize my sister and her lover for centuries. Nor will I humiliate and torment or dehumanize them. No, none of that. I will simply and quickly end them" Klaus grinned.

Klaus leans in and kisses Kurt on the cheek, causing his mate to blush, before vamp speeding away.

The girls and Sue squealed at the kiss Klaus gave Kurt and smiled happily.

Yes, they realize that the hybrid is on the hunt to kill his sister but if they were being honest they really didn't care about that.

They were honestly invested on the scenes between Klaus and Kurt.

"Nik, wait!" Kurt yelled.

But it was too late, Klaus was already gone.

Kurt muttered a curse under his breath and began sprinting, hoping to find Elijah and warn him that Klaus is on the hunt for Rebekah.

Everyone could feel themselves tense up and looked at each other.

They wondered if Kurt, or even Elijah, would really be able to stop Klaus from killing his own sister.

The scene changes and we see that night has fallen.

The camera pans to the cemetery where we see Kurt sprinting inside, hoping to find Elijah or maybe Rebekah.

Kurt sighs in relief, and worry, when he saw Elijah and Rebekah together.

"She really didn't leave" Brittany frowned. 

"She really stayed" Mercedes breathed out.

"Well isn't she stupid" Santana scoffed, shaking her head.

Rebekah herself knows that Klaus is going to kill her because of her betrayal and instead of being smart and fleeing, she decided to stay.

If she really does die then, well, it's her own fault for not leaving.

"Guys!" Kurt yelled.

Elijah and Rebekah turn around and are surprised to see Kurt running towards them.

"Kurt, what are you doing here?" Rebekah asked.

"What am I doing here? What are you doing here?" Kurt asked once he reached them.

"I agree. Rebekah, you should be on the other side of the world by now" Elijah told his sister.

Rebekah sighs and shakes her head at the two of them.

"You, Kurt and I know that wouldn't have been far enough" Rebekah said.

Kurt sighed and opens his mouth to say something but doesn't get the chance to do so as someone beats him to it.

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" Klaus roared.

Everyone in the theater violently flinched at the roar, they hadn't expected that.

The three of them flinch and turn around to see Klaus standing on the other side of the cemetery.

"She's mine" Klaus declared.

His grip on the white oak stake tightens and his eyes turn yellow as the veins protrude on his face and his fangs come out.

Elijah holds Papa Tunde's blade in his hand. The blade shakes as Elijah's vampire face comes out and he bares his fangs at Klaus with Rebekah quickly doing the same.

Kurt clenches his jaw and takes out the pocket knife he always keeps in his pocket, just in case.

The four of them are ready to attack.

As the screen turned black, indicating that the episode was over, everyone couldn't help but feel tense.

But at the same time they felt anticipation building up inside of them.

They wanted to know what was going to happen.

They wanted to know if Klaus really was going to kill Rebekah and if Kurt and Elijah would be able to stop him.

Honestly, they were ready for the next episode to begin.