Furious would be an understatement. When Nik opened his eyes he was briefly overwhelmed by the pain of his spine setting back into place followed by feeling completely fine. There was no mistaking Kol’s intentions and after what he had done to Nik just now. All the pleasantries Elijah wanted them all to play, were promptly removed from the table.
There was a moment where Nik shouted with enough anger in him to terrify even himself. The shout game from a dark place. Somewhere between his hybrid self and the grief of losing someone you love; a feeling until Caroline he wasn’t that familiar with. In the space of twelve hours he’d watch his wife die. Not only did he not get the chance to say goodbye but when she awoke he let Elijah and Rebekah get to him. This business about testing if Caroline truly loved him only served for Kol’s amusement more than anyone else’s. The more Nik thought about it the more he twisted and churned everything that had just happened.
Running after Kol in the direction he thought the two of them went, his mind in true Nik fashion, started to replace logic with a brutal need for taking what was his. All the time the pit of his stomach clung onto the hope that Caroline might remember them. It was unlikely but it was still some sort of hope. The best chance he had was to do what he had always done. Win her heart again. But the faster he ran the more he thought about how Elijah and Rebekah had to be in on helping Kol. Revenge for being daggered or simply for fun, the thought simply made Nik’s anger grow. Kol had always wanted Caroline. He hated the fact that Nik got there first and to this day still held some bitter resentment for his brother. Kol wasn’t a master at hiding how he felt but then the same could be said for Nik at times.
It was after hours of running and checking all the places he thought Kol had taken her to that Nik tried the last place he could think of. Walking into the Mystic Grill he calmly kept out of sight until he got to the bar and took a seat. Although his senses told him Caroline wasn’t here he ordered the strongest whiskey they had and turned to do another quick scan of the place.
The usual crowds were around, college students, couples, every person you’d expect to be out on a typical Friday night. It wasn’t until his gaze hit the pool table that Nik noticed the Salvatore brothers were here. And what perfect timing it was. Downing his drink Nik walked over with the smuggest of grins. He knew they had spotted him the second their grip tightened around the cues they were holding.
“What are the chances of me needing some help and you two landing right in front of me.” He said as his hands rested on the edge of the pool table in the confidence that they wouldn’t try anything in public. Damon was of course first to react. “Last time I checked we weren’t exactly on the same page. If you need help, go hypno some hybrids or whatever it is you do now.”
“Well you see, that’s going to cause quite the problem as that takes time and I need help now.” Before Damon had a chance to throw in another quick comment, Nik turned his gaze to Stefan who remained curious and quiet. “I want you to help me find Caroline. My brother Kol has taken her and I need her back.”
The shock in their faces that Kol was alive again didn’t hold for long. Stefan reached for her beer and stared at Nik. “Why do I get the feeling you aren’t telling us the whole story.”
“Because I’m not. Find me Caroline or one by one I will kill everyone in this town.”
It was at that precise moment Jeremy walked in. Seeing the brothers he instantly headed towards them trying not to be scared of Klaus’s presence but in reality the three of them could hear his heart be faster with every step he took. “And I wonder who I’ll start with first…” Nik smirked and glanced towards the Gilbert heading their way.
“You know where to find me when you have her.” And with that Klaus left them to return to the mansion.
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There was a moment where Nik shouted with enough anger in him to terrify even himself. The shout game from a dark place. Somewhere between his hybrid self and the grief of losing someone you love; a feeling until Caroline he wasn’t that familiar with. In the space of twelve hours he’d watch his wife die. Not only did he not get the chance to say goodbye but when she awoke he let Elijah and Rebekah get to him. This business about testing if Caroline truly loved him only served for Kol’s amusement more than anyone else’s. The more Nik thought about it the more he twisted and churned everything that had just happened.
Running after Kol in the direction he thought the two of them went, his mind in true Nik fashion, started to replace logic with a brutal need for taking what was his. All the time the pit of his stomach clung onto the hope that Caroline might remember them. It was unlikely but it was still some sort of hope. The best chance he had was to do what he had always done. Win her heart again. But the faster he ran the more he thought about how Elijah and Rebekah had to be in on helping Kol. Revenge for being daggered or simply for fun, the thought simply made Nik’s anger grow. Kol had always wanted Caroline. He hated the fact that Nik got there first and to this day still held some bitter resentment for his brother. Kol wasn’t a master at hiding how he felt but then the same could be said for Nik at times.
It was after hours of running and checking all the places he thought Kol had taken her to that Nik tried the last place he could think of. Walking into the Mystic Grill he calmly kept out of sight until he got to the bar and took a seat. Although his senses told him Caroline wasn’t here he ordered the strongest whiskey they had and turned to do another quick scan of the place.
The usual crowds were around, college students, couples, every person you’d expect to be out on a typical Friday night. It wasn’t until his gaze hit the pool table that Nik noticed the Salvatore brothers were here. And what perfect timing it was. Downing his drink Nik walked over with the smuggest of grins. He knew they had spotted him the second their grip tightened around the cues they were holding.
“What are the chances of me needing some help and you two landing right in front of me.” He said as his hands rested on the edge of the pool table in the confidence that they wouldn’t try anything in public. Damon was of course first to react. “Last time I checked we weren’t exactly on the same page. If you need help, go hypno some hybrids or whatever it is you do now.”
“Well you see, that’s going to cause quite the problem as that takes time and I need help now.” Before Damon had a chance to throw in another quick comment, Nik turned his gaze to Stefan who remained curious and quiet. “I want you to help me find Caroline. My brother Kol has taken her and I need her back.”
The shock in their faces that Kol was alive again didn’t hold for long. Stefan reached for her beer and stared at Nik. “Why do I get the feeling you aren’t telling us the whole story.”
“Because I’m not. Find me Caroline or one by one I will kill everyone in this town.”
It was at that precise moment Jeremy walked in. Seeing the brothers he instantly headed towards them trying not to be scared of Klaus’s presence but in reality the three of them could hear his heart be faster with every step he took. “And I wonder who I’ll start with first…” Nik smirked and glanced towards the Gilbert heading their way.
“You know where to find me when you have her.” And with that Klaus left them to return to the mansion.