Happy Klaroweek! This is for Day 1: Beginnings. I’m fascinated by Klaus and Caroline’s first because they barely acknowledge each other, share literally one glance. So I wrote an alternate ending to the scene. Enjoy!
Seeing Klaus for the first time was like seeing a storybook monster come to life. Caroline had known about the Original Hybrid for months now. He was the enemy, the alien, the Big Bad. In her mind’s eye, he wasn’t a person, he was a list of all the horrible things he’d done: Kill Aunt Jenna, take Stefan away, turn Stefan into a Ripper, kidnap her and Tyler, kill fleets of humans and werewolves up and down the East Coast, slaughter Katherine’s entire family after she ran…His victims extended an entire millenia.
But she’d never pictured what he’d looked like. Actually, that may not have been true because Caroline was surprised when she saw Klaus for the first time. She hadn’t pictured him to be that young. He appeared to have been turned at around 25, barely a man. His body lean, as well, not the muscular hulk she’d expected.
But when Klaus walked into that lab room on Senior Prank Night, Caroline was barely able to register him. She should have recoiled in horror. She didn’t though because she was busy stroking Tyler’s back reassuringly. Her boyfriend was about to die. That was the thought in the back of her mind as she tried to keep her composure. Her one goal was to keep Tyler sane before his inevitable end. An end brought about, again, by Klaus, for his hybrid experiment.
There eyes met for millisecond. His face gave nothing away. Thinking back on it, Klaus could have been completely calm or incredibly grim. Or maybe Caroline hadn’t learned how to read Klaus yet. Either way, she was disconcerted, not knowing whether Klaus being pleased was good for Tyler or not.
But Caroline wasn’t Klaus’s focus. He didn’t look at her once as she screamed and fought against Rebekah, who stopped her from going to help Tyler. They forced her to watch as Tyler drank Elena’s blood and fell to the floor in pain. Then it was all over and Tyler lay in the fetal position, panting hard, but very much alive.
Klaus was laughing. As Caroline to terms with her boyfriend becoming something she’d always thought she’d be able to protect him from, Klaus smiled from ear to ear victoriously. “Go show my new hybrid how to feed properly,” he said, as if tasting his triumph on his tongue.
Rebekah finally released her and Caroline stumbled forward, steadying herself against a lab table. As Rebekah grabbed Tyler’s bicep, hoisted him up, and practically dragged him out of the room, Caroline began to follow them.
“Not so fast, sweetheart,” said Klaus, still in that chillingly calm voice. Caroline froze, watching as Tyler and Rebekah exited into the hall, leaving Klaus and Caroline alone.
Caroline’s head whipped around and she glares at him defiantly. “My boyfriend has just turned into a vampire and you’re telling to let your psychopath of a sister explain how vampires feed?!” she exclaimed angrily. She was a lot angrier than she should have been in front of the most dangerous creature on the planet but, in that moment, she didn’t care.
For the first time ever, Klaus observed her carefully, leaning his head to the side like a curious stray. It made Caroline’s hair stand on its ends. “You shouldn’t talk to me in that way love. You may wound me.” His voice was mocking but he subtly showed her his fangs.
She tried to appeal to him. “Look, I know how to get him to feed properly. He’ll listen to me. I just don’t want him to end up like…” She trailed off.
“Like the Rippah,” Klaus finished, relishing the word. Caroline nodded but said nothing. “Besides,” Klaus continued, “You’re a baby vampire. There’s nothing you can teach him that Rebekah can’t.”
There was a playful challenge to his words.But Caroline was in no mood to play. “Humanity,” she stated evenly. “I can show him how to avoid the guilt of killing someone because you couldn’t control yourself.” She was looking not at Klaus now, but at the car park, where just a few months ago she’d killed for the first and only time. “I helped him through his transitions every full moon for months. I can help him through this,” she concluded.
Klaus’ eyes bore into the side of her head, as if trying to pierce through her soul. He had an odd expression, and Caroline could swear she saw admiration there. It disappeared so quickly she could have sworn she’d imagined it. “But he’s my hybrid,” he said, hardening. “He needs a taste of the warm blood running through the vein. And he needs to be able to kill to survive.” He smiled at her patronisingly. “Now run along, we wouldn’t my new hybrid to miss his girl, would we?”
Caroline didn’t have to be told twice. She rushed out of the room after Tyler as if the devil were after her. She wondered if she’d managed to change his mind or if he just wanted to get rid of a nuisance.
So, yeah Klaus wasn’t what she’d expected.
Klaus didn’t think much about his first hybrid’s girlfriend at first. In fact, he told himself he couldn’t even remember her name. But a few days later, in hotel on the way find more hybrids he began to sketch absentmindedly.
When he looked down, there she was. Big, fierce blue eyes, blonde hair like the sun, body like a dream, and smile curved on her face. And her name, Caroline, written in the bottom left-hand corner, mocking him.