Summary: "Those who know her name think of her only as a myth. After all, who would believe that the most feared being in all existence has a soft spot, or could be controlled with a single word uttered from her very lips?" — Audrea Mikaelson wakes up in a new century with burning questions and is determined to get the answers from her insufferable husband, Klaus Mikaelson.
Set starting from 3x13: Bring Out The Dead
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC and maybe a few other characters later on in the story. All rights go to their respective owners. Rating will probably change in the future.
To Tame A Beast
This is just my way of unleashing
The feelings deep inside of me
This spark of black that I seem to love
We can get a little crazy just for fun
Just for fun
"So why don't we move this evening along and discuss the terms of this proposal?" Elijah asked, breaking the tense silence that had settled over the dinner table. Damon and Stefan Salvatore sat near each other at one end while Klaus sat on the other, with Elijah in between the two parties.
Damon replied matter-of-factly, "Well, it's very simple. Klaus get his coffins back. In exchange, he, and the Original extended family leave Mystic Falls forever. Me, Stefan, and Elena live happily ever after. No grudges."
"Deal sounds fair, brother." Elijah eyed Klaus, who chuckled and looked down.
"I don't think you understand. Elena's doppelgänger blood ensures that I will always have more hybrids to fight those that oppose me." He leaned forward, lifting his gaze to stare dangerously at Damon and Stefan. "I will never leave her behind."
His tone of voice suddenly changed into a cheerful one as he stood up, taking his glass with him. "Let's say I do leave her here. Under your protection. What then?"
He raised his glass in the Salvatore brothers' direction, grinning.
"How long before one of you turned her into a vampire? Or worse. How long before she dies, caught between your feuding. You see, each one of you truly believes that you're the one that can protect her. And that is simply a delusion. Gentlemen..." Klaus declared, his lips twisting into a sinister smirk. "The worst thing for Elena Gilbert is...the two of you."
Klaus leaned back, relishing the silence that his words brought upon Damon and Stefan. Damon looked down at the table wordlessly.
"I'm going to get some air." Damon put his hands on the table and pushed back, getting out of his seat and turning to leave the room.
Elijah rose soon after and said, "Let me deal with this."
"Mmm. Hmm. All this talk has made me thirsty." Klaus announced, his eyes flicking to the blonde human standing off to the side. She automatically walked towards him, tilting her head to the side to expose her neck once she came to a halt next to him.
"What do you say, Stefan?" Klaus pushed the woman's hair aside and cast a provoking look in Stefan's direction. "Can I interest you in a little...after dinner drink?"
Damon arched an eyebrow as he and Elijah stepped into the room that held five coffins. Elijah's, of course, was shut and off to the side.
"Well that was fun." He remarked sarcastically.
"Yes, my brother does tend to have a flair for the dramatics," Elijah sighed. "And unfortunately, it is that which has caused me to come to this decision. He must be stopped."
Elijah stepped around each coffin and opened each of them, revealing his siblings one by one. Rebekah, Kol, and Finn lay there, each with their hands folded over their chests, below where the daggers had been inserted. He pulled each of the daggers out as he passed, setting them on the small tables next to the coffins. When he reached the fifth coffin, however, he hesitated, smiling to himself while running his hand along the smooth surface. It was a beautiful coffin, with engravings on the sides that few artists in the world could replicate. Of course Niklaus would settle for nothing less for her.
"So I know Klaus has four siblings. You, Rebekah, Kol, and the old dude."
"Finn." Elijah said.
"Yes, him." Damon waved at his statement dismissively. "But then who is in the fifth coffin? Stefan and Bonnie never managed to identify her. Another sister, perhaps?"
Elijah was silent for a moment as he splayed his hand flat on the coffin's surface.
Damon replied skeptically, "Uh, say who now?"
"Audrea Mikaelson." Elijah repeated, turning to look at the Salvatore brother. "My sister-in-law."
Damon's eyes widened. "Sister-in-law...as in..."
"Yes." Elijah replied, curling one hand around the edge of the coffin's lid and lifting it. "She is my brother's wife."
Damon spluttered. "W-wife...what on...you mean...Klaus?"
Elijah's lips turned up into a smirk. "Quite right. They were married before my mother turned us. She is a part of this family, though not by blood. My mother turned her as well, in the hopes that Niklaus would continue his eternal existence with the woman he loved so much. And that was exactly what he did. Their relationship is unlike any other. The love between them has simply grown stronger over the centuries. She is also perhaps the only one who can control him. He would do anything for her. With a single word from her, Niklaus would run to the ends of the earth to fulfill her needs. With a single wave of her hand, he would burn cities to the ground if she wished it."
"So...what you're saying is...she's also an Original?" Damon walked towards the coffin and stared down at the woman laying there in disbelief.
Elijah quirked an eyebrow at Damon, who was at a loss for words as he inspected Audrea. He wasn't surprised. NiKlaus's wife was a beautiful woman. He lowered his gaze as well, examining her. She was still in the outfit that she had been wearing when Niklaus had daggered her. It was a plain white nightgown, but it only served to accentuate her beauty further. Her black hair spilled over her shoulders and chest, where a silver dagger was embedded.
"How come we've never even heard her name before?" Damon asked.
Elijah chuckled. "Well, you have never exactly heard ours until not long ago, correct? It makes sense you have never heard of her name before today. Niklaus is a possessive man. He has kept her name from ears all this time. Those who do know her name think of her only as a myth. After all, who would believe that the most feared being in all existence has a soft spot, or that he could be controlled with a single word uttered from her very lips? No, if people knew of her name, they would seek to use her as a weapon against him."
Damon asked curiously, "So she's...what...she's his weakness?"
Elijah turned to cast Damon an amused glance. "I would not make that assumption if I were you. If anything, she is what gives him strength. She is partly why he is so feared today. Her love only makes him stronger. However, I will wake her because she is also our best chance at controlling Niklaus's...ways."
"If he loves her so much," Damon started. "Why is she lying here daggered in a box like the rest of you were?"
"What goes on between them is not for me to tell." Elijah said mysteriously. "Just know that if you cross her, you cross Niklaus, and if you cross Niklaus, you cross her. The two are inseparable. They love each other more than anything. Audrea may be the moral one of the marriage, but you would do well to remember that she is one of us, an Original. She is also Niklaus's wife, and even after all these centuries, she loves him still and will continue to remain by his side. That in itself makes her a force to be reckoned with."
"Come." Elijah finished. "We musn't delay any further or Niklaus will begin to suspect something."
With that, he reached down, pulled the dagger out, and flashed out of the room. Damon cast the fifth coffin in the room one last glance before following.
"You and I," he murmured, lips brushing over her ear. "'Until the end of time."
"Until the end of time, Nik." she whispered back, hands twisting themselves in his hair.
"My heart belongs to you," he breathed, resting one hand on the small of her back. "Always and forever."
A sudden movement by him sent a sharp pain shooting through her chest and she tried to pull back to look at her husband in confusion and betrayal, but he simply wrapped his strong arms around her and lowered her gently to the ground, murmuring sweet nothings in her ear. Her vision went blurry, and before she knew it, she was met with only darkness.
With a sharp gasp, she awoke, one hand shooting out to grip the side of the coffin she was lying in. A nightmare. That had to have been a nightmare. Nik would never do that to her. He may have done it to his siblings but not to her. She refused to believe it. The nightmare had caused a throbbing feeling in her chest and she lifted a hand to touch it.
"Welcome back, dear sister. That took a while."
Audrea's eyes were wide as she turned her head slowly to take in the surroundings. Everything was unfamiliar, and she couldn't recognize the room, the walls, or even the types of decorations hanging there. She was slightly relieved to see a familiar face, albeit with a strange haircut and clothing.
"Kol." She pursed her lips. "Where are we? Where is Nik?"
"Your lovely husband, is upstairs, from what I can hear." Kol tilted his head. "I would love to know what is going on as well, but seems I can't be one to complain. After all, you were daggered before I was last daggered. I'm sure you have many questions."
"He...daggered me?" Audrea's voice lowered dangerously, her eyes darkening.
"Yes, my brother has the habit of sticking sharp things into his family members' chests, as you well know." Kol spread his hands. "Welcome to the family. Officially."
She turned her head at the cry, and a blonde blur crashed into her. Rebekah's arms wrapped tightly around her, and the blonde Mikaelson leaned back to beam at her sister-in-law.
"I've missed you!"
Audrea hugged Rebekah back, smiling happily, despite her unanswered questions and confusion. "It's lovely to see you again, darling sister."
She suddenly gasped, her hands flying up to her throat, which was dry and burning.
"You need blood." Kol said. "Here."
He tossed her a clear pouch filled with dark red liquid. Audrea stared at it in confusion before the unbearable thirst caused her to bare her fangs and rip into the bag messily. Once she had drained the bag of its contents, she lifted her head, breathing heavily as she could now survey her surroundings more comfortably. Finn was standing off to the side, looking quite lost. Understandable, considering he'd been daggered for 900 years.
Kol smirked. "You always did look your best when you were feeding."
"Kol." Rebekah scolded. "You would be careful to say those things around Nik. That's what got her into this mess in the first place."
"What are you talking about?" Audrea asked, looking at her siblings-in-law with confusion. "What got me into this mess? Speaking of which, what year is it? And what are you wearing, Kol? You too, Rebekah! You look..."
"Like a strumpet?" Kol offered.
"Kol!" Rebekah exclaimed. "Shut up!"
"I will repeat it one more time," Audrea's expression turned dark. "What got me into this mess?"
Rebekah opened her mouth but closed it just as quickly, looking to Kol for help. They were saved by two figures who entered the room and stopped, looking around at the undaggered Mikaelsons.
"Elijah!" Rebekah declared. "Fantastic. Perhaps you have some answers."
Kol narrowed his eyes. Elijah had played some part in his last daggering, and he harbored immense resentment toward him for that.
"Welcome back." Elijah repeated what Kol had said to Audrea. "All of you. I have undaggered you all for a singular reason. Our brother has once again spiraled out of control and he must be stopped."
"What has Niklaus done?" Audrea approached Elijah, her regal features cold and unforgiving.
"Sister." Elijah said warmly, opening his arms. Audrea's expression slipped momentarily and she smiled, stepping into Elijah's arms and giving him a tight hug. However, she leaned away soon after and said, "My questions are not being answered, Elijah. I am this close to hunting Nik down and forcing answers out of him unless I am filled in this instant."
The man next to Elijah whistled. "Feisty."
She narrowed her eyes and left Elijah's embrace, walking towards the dark-haired man. "And who are you? You are not family. You do not belong here."
Her hand shot out and she grasped the man by his throat, tightening her grip.
"Audrea," Elijah warned, putting his hands on her shoulders. "Sister, he is an ally. For now."
She let go of the man and turned to Elijah, an extremely frustrated expression on her face. "'Lijah, where is Nik? What has he done? Why did he dagger me?"
Elijah hesitated and looked at all his siblings before replying, "That is something I think Niklaus needs to say. For now, there is a matter upstairs that we must attend to."
Audrea frowned in disappointment, but nodded.
"Fine. What do you need?"
"Go ahead, kill me!" Stefan growled. "I know you'll do it when he brings the coffin."
Klaus dragged Stefan from away where he had shoved the Salvatore's hand into the fire, his own hands gripping Stefan's collar tightly.
"You really have given up, haven't you?" Klaus pleasantly observed, his gaze seeping over Stefan. Klaus hit Stefan's chest and taunted, "Where's the fight? Where's the ripper?!"
Stefan snarled and pushed Klaus away furiously, leaving a few feet between the hybrid and him.
Klaus's attention was torn away from Stefan when he noticed his brother standing in the doorway.
Elijah and Damon stepped into the living room and a blonde human walked up next to them, holding a tray.
"Why haven't you left?" Klaus questioned. Elijah was supposed to have gone with Damon to fetch the last coffin, but instead, he stood there silently, appraising the situation.
Elijah spread his hands. "Well, where are your manners, brother? You forgot dessert."
He glanced at the tray the woman was holding and smoothly whipped off the cloth covering it. Two very familiar daggers were revealed, much to Klaus's horror.
He lifted his chin and stared accusingly at his older brother. "What have you done?"
"What have you done?" Elijah shot back. "See, I've learned not to trust your vulgar promises, Klaus. We're doing this on my terms now."
Kol suddenly appeared behind Elijah and strode confidently into the room, an unfathomable expression on his face as he neared Klaus.
Klaus's expression shifted into one of pure horror. "Kol."
"Long time, brother." Kol sauntered even closer, tilting his head as he relished in Klaus's shock.
Klaus let out a nervous laugh and found his feet stepping backwards. Someone blurred into the room and snatched a dagger off the tray. Finn appeared a couple feet away in front of Klaus, a look of fury on his face as he stared at the hybrid.
"Finn, don't!" Klaus warned, raising a hand, but his eldest brother simply grabbed onto his wrist and stabbed the dagger through his hand. Finn's eyes had a look of insanity to them even as he stared emotionlessly at Klaus, who screamed in agony when Finn drove the dagger deeper into his hand. Once Finn finally yanked the dagger out, Klaus turned and flashed toward the opposite doorway, only to be stopped by his sister, who strode in, still wearing the beautiful red dress she had been daggered in.
"Rebekah!" He gasped.
She smiled and placed a hand on his shoulder, driving her dagger deep into Klaus's stomach. He groaned and doubled over in pain and Rebekah caught him, declaring in a satisfied tone, "This is for our mother."
She pulled the dagger out and Klaus gasped in pain, stumbling backwards. Kol immediately caught him and pinned his arms behind his back. Klaus was gasping in pain, staring in disbelief at Rebekah, who approached him calmly. She placed a hand on his cheek and leaned close.
"Oh, yes. That's right." She whispered. "We're forgetting someone, aren't we, brothers?"
Kol, Finn, and Elijah moved aside as a figure stepped lightly into the room, her hands behind her back. Damon and Stefan stared at the woman. She was beautiful, her black locks of hair falling naturally over her shoulders and bouncing gently with every step she took. Damon noticed that she was no longer wearing the white nightgown, instead, she had on a blue halter dress, most likely one of Rebekah's, which highlighted her slender figure.
Audrea touched Kol's shoulder gently and he let Klaus go, giving him a forceful shove. The hybrid stumbled forward a couple steps before he turned around slowly, a feeling of dread rising up in him, to see who had entered the room. His eyes widened even further in shock.
There was a long silence before Klaus's lips parted, though he seemed to be struggling to find something to say.
"R-Rea..." Klaus's voice was a whisper as he stared at his wife, who was twirling her dagger in one hand. She glanced at it casually before looking back at Klaus.
"Husband." She stated, striding up to Klaus. She raised the dagger that had been stuck, untouched, in her chest, for years. "Tell me...what's this?"
Klaus held up his hands. "R-Rea, my love. I can expla—"
Instead of using the dagger, Audrea simply raised a hand and slapped him so hard his head snapped to the side with an audible crack as his jaw broke. Damon raised his eyebrows in amusement. Today was just not Klaus's day.
"You would dagger me? I am your wife! I have stood by you for centuries! That is how you repay me?! And this..." Audrea held out a hand and Rebekah shoved a body into her arms. It was the blonde woman Klaus had been feeding from earlier. The woman was wearing quite a skimpy dress, and though Klaus had drained her of nearly all her blood, she wasn't dead yet. "You've been playing around with harlots like this one while I've been gone, have you now?"
"N-no, Rea," Klaus tried to explain. "It's not—"
Unflinchingly, Audrea shoved a hand into the woman's back and ripped out her heart, holding it up and crushing it in front of Klaus's face. Damon's eyes widened. While Elijah had said Audrea Mikaelson was the moral one in her marriage with Klaus, it certainly seemed like the woman was capable of much more cruelty if she so desired. On the plus side, this was working out because it seemed that reviving his family was working well in the Salvatores' favor. With Klaus distracted, he would most likely leave Elena alone.
"You are free to go." Elijah told Damon and Stefan, without tearing his gaze from where his sister-in-law stood. "This is family business."
Damon and Stefan took it as their cue to leave and quickly made their way out of the room and house, relieved to escape the stifling reunion of Mikaelsons.
The room fell silent as Audrea folded her arms and stared at her husband. The tense moment was dragged out even longer as Klaus stared back at his wife, but his fear seemed to be diminishing, as his eyes combed over Audrea's face, examining her features. If anything, her ripping out the woman's heart seemed to have excited him. His lips slowly began to curve up into a smile and he took a few steps forward, raising a hand to touch her cheek lightly.
"You look as beautiful as ever, my love."
She looked annoyed and slapped his hand away.
"Don't think your charms will work on me, Niklaus." She snapped. "I am furious. You kept me in a coffin for..."
Audrea whipped her head around and looked at her brothers-in-law desperately. "What year is it?"
"21st century, sister." Elijah replied, giving her a small smile.
"Twe—" Audrea's jaw dropped and she turned back around, slapping her husband on the other cheek. Klaus grunted in pain and held his cheek tenderly with a hand. "You kept me in a box for two hundred years?!"
"Rea, love—" Klaus tried to placate his wife by placing his hands on her shoulders, but it only served to anger her. She flashed forward and slammed him into the wall.
"You will spend the rest of your miserable existence paying for this, Niklaus." She growled.
Klaus stared down at Audrea for a brief moment before his hands flashed up to cup her cheeks. His lips collided with hers, one hand coming down behind her to press against her back, bringing her even closer to him. Her body arched into his fittingly, soft curves meeting sharp edges perfectly, as though they were made for each other. He kissed her for a long moment before parting his lips and murmuring against hers, "I'm sure you will find it in your heart to forgive me, love."
She glared at him before grabbing his collar and pulling him forward only to slam him into the wall even harder. She furiously pressed her lips against his, and oh it felt so good when his hand slid down from her back to her thigh, hitching her leg up his hip. It was as if her body just knew that it had not been touched for two centuries and was craving her husband's touch.
Once she had her fill of his lips, Audrea pushed Klaus away, shoving him so hard that he stumbled to the ground. She lifted a leg and placed the heel of her very sharp stiletto on Klaus's chest, drawing blood through his shirt. Despite this, he was gazing up at her admiringly, a smirk adorning his lips.
"My heart will do what it wants," she snapped. "And it's not in the mood to forgive a man who put a dagger through it."
"Will you two get a room?!" Kol exclaimed, waving a hand in Finn's direction disbelievingly. "There are innocent eyes present!"
"Oh, ha ha." Finn retorted, unamused. "Very funny, Kol."
Elijah's lips twitched but he stepped toward his brother and Audrea, holding his hands up in mediation. "Audrea, sister, while Niklaus has done something unforgiveable, I'm afraid there are things we need to discuss concerning those two visitors we just had...and the doppelgänger."
Audrea's head twisted as she stared accusingly at her husband's brother. "Doppelgänger?"
"As in..." she whispered. "...Tatia?"
Klaus swallowed, as his wife's head swiveled very slowly in his direction.
"So." Audrea emphasized. "While I have been lying in a box, daggered, for two hundred years, for no apparent reason, you have been frolicking around the earth doing what you want, whoring around, and now. Now, you are trying to mess with the doppelgänger of that bitch who tried to steal you from me?"
"How long do you think Nik will have to make love to her for her to forgive him?" Kol whispered inconspicuously to Rebekah.
The blonde Mikaelson smirked and replied, "Probably for two centuries."
Klaus threw a champagne bottle at Kol, who just caught it and popped it open to take a hearty swig from it.
"Rea!" Klaus turned back to his wife shook his head in protest. "I swear to you I have not been whoring around. I haven't so much as looked at a woman since you were daggered!"
Audrea arched a skeptical eyebrow.
Klaus's voice grew small and he sulkily said, "I haven't touched a woman like I touch you, okay?"
Audrea's expression grew pleased. "Better."
"But now," She continued, one hand fisting itself in his shirt as she began to drag him away. "You have a lot of explaining to do. Sorry, 'Lijah, but my husband and I have to discuss some things about our marriage. We will talk about your situation with those strangers after we've had a chance to talk."
When the couple disappeared from the living room, Kol nodded knowingly. "They've gone to have sex, all right. So do you want to continue your conversation here, brother, or shall we find someplace else to chat, seeing as this house will probably soon be reduced to a pile of rubble from the apology sex Nik has been planning for the last two centuries?"
Elijah sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers. "We will continue this conversation tomorrow. After our brother and sister-in-law have had a chance to...repair their relationship."
Kol leaned towards Finn and clarified, "That, dear brother, is code for 'have a mindblowing fuck'."
"Kol." Elijah shook his head in disapproval, but he soon hesitantly began to admit, "Though, brothers and sister, we would do well to seek a different place to stay as Niklaus delivers his...apology."
Kol and Rebekah rolled their eyes but flashed out of the house, Finn and Elijah following them soon after.
A/N: Thank you so much for sticking with me on the first chapter of this story! I hope you enjoyed it! So the rating for this story will most definitely change, probably pretty soon. ≖‿≖ Look forward to Nik's apology next chapter! ;D
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