Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries. I'm just borrowing. Only the story belongs to me.

Note: Previously, in "Thrill of the Hunt," Alaric tells Caroline she has to hunt Klaus, who tells her that she is being targeted by Marcel Gerard, the vampire Diego worked for.

Hey, guys! I know I haven't updated in what seems like forever (the last time being July 16, 2018), but I haven't been inspired by much due to a very hectic real life. But, don't worry, I'm going to try to give you an update for your patience. No spoilers, just bear with me.


Marcel's Compound…

Belinda La Fleur lit the last candle that formed the circle she was sitting in and began chanting in Latin. Belinda was a powerful witch who served as Marcel's chief spy, as well as his lover. Although the vampires who worked for him weren't thrilled with having a witch as an ally, they kept their opinions to themselves, knowing their boss would have them killed.

She continued chanting and the flames of the candles grew brighter, filling the room with a brilliant light. After about an hour, they calmed down and Belinda finished her chant, keeping her eyes closed. She was still in deep concentration when she sensed she wasn't alone anymore.

"You know it's bad manners to spy on a woman, Marcellus."

Marcel, hearing his full name being said, cleared his throat in embarrassment. "Sorry, Lindy, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you. But, I wanted to tell you that Caroline Forbes has received her assignment from her employer."

Belinda opened her eyes and magically doused the flames, turning to face Marcel. "Yes, I know. I also know you wish to carry out your revenge plot against her for Diego's death. She can't be allowed to keep killing your kind just because she's being paid to do it. It would be like you killing my fellow witches for money."

Marcel nodded and approached her. "She will be dealt, cherie. Diego's death is something I won't take lightly. He was one of my best soldiers."

"And what of Klaus Mikaelson?" said Belinda. "No doubt he'll want to protect her even though he's her target."

Marcel growled slightly at the mention of his mentor's name. It had been years since their falling out after Klaus caught him with his sister, Rebekah. He had known about the attraction between them and naturally became territorial, resulting in a nasty fight.Even though he was now devoted 100% to Belinda, he was still secretly in love with the blonde Original.

"Don't worry about Klaus," he said. "I'll deal with him."

Belinda approached him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him. "You're going to have a bit of a difficulty with that, I'm afraid. Elijah has volunteered to assist his brother in his quest to protect Caroline from you."

Marcel returned her kiss and pulled her to him, his anger with both Mikaelson brothers igniting a flame within him which rivaled that of the candles Belinda used while she was chanting earlier. She didn't mind, of course, because she liked it when Marcel was like this. It excited her beyond belief. No man had ever excited her like this, or any vampire for that matter.

Without another word, he lifted her off the floor and vamp sped them to his room, where he locked the door behind them for privacy. He then carried Belinda over to his bed and deposited her onto the sheets, following a beat later and pulled away from her long enough to pull his shirt off over his head. Marcel then leaned down and kissed her again, running his hands up and down her body, untying the sash from her robe and opening it to reveal the African-American witch's supple breasts, kissing them and licking them with his tongue.

Belinda arched her back and let out a scream of passion, moving her hands down to undo the button and zipper of Marcel's pants, pulling them down. Once they were completely naked, Marcel drove himself into his lover's core, growling hungrily. He trailed kisses from her sternum up to her neck, feeling his fangs pop out. He gently scraped her neck with one of them and bit her, sampling her warm, sweet blood.

Belinda moaned as she felt him bite her, gyrating her hips in time with his thrusts and wrapping her legs around his waist.

Caroline's Quarters – That Same Moment…

Caroline looked at the weapons that were spread out in front of her. She really wished she wasn't going to be going through with this. She also wished she could put a bullet in Alaric's head for even suggesting she hunt the man she loved. Why she continued to work for that bastard was beyond her comprehension.

She was still looking at the weapons when she heard something behind her and, quickly grabbing her stake gun, turned around and came face to face with… "Elijah? What the hell are you doing here?"

"Relax, my dear, I mean you no harm," he said. "I'm here because of Niklaus."

Caroline got nervous. "Oh my God, is he okay?"

"He's fine," said Elijah. "He wants you to be protected. Marcel Gerard is a very dangerous man and now that he's targeted you, it would be beneficial to have someone there to make sure you don't get hurt."

Caroline wanted to tell Elijah she was more than capable of protecting herself, but knew he'd insist on it, so she decided not to. Instead, she thought it would be better to let him protect her. Plus, Klaus would have less to worry about if she took his brother up on his offer.

"All right, Elijah, I'll let you protect me, for Nik's sake," she said. "Though, I still don't know what I'm going to do. Ric still wants me to go through with this hunt. I don't want to kill the man I love."

"I think I may know a way to help you," said Elijah. "Perhaps I can find a body in the morgue that looks like Niklaus."

"Really?" said Caroline. "You think Alaric will fall for it?"

"Trust me, Caroline, humans are gullible creatures," said Elijah. "They'll believe just about anything." He saw the look on her face. "No offense, of course."

"None taken," said Caroline. "I just hope you're right."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything," said Elijah. "You just focus on your job."

Note: Here's the next chapter of my Klaroline AU. I know it didn't focus on them, but I will later on.