
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It had been a week since they had arrived in Mystic Falls. Klaus had learned he needed the doppelganger's blood in order to turn his hybrids. After learning this information, he quickly took some of Elena's blood before he and Margot left for Portland, Oregon.
Margot wasn't the happiest about the destination, however, she found ways to take her mind off of her situation.
During this time, they were also giving Stefan his 10 to 12 business days which he had requested to recover from the news in which he had just received.
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"Mar- Margot," he whimpered as she moved up and down at a terrifyingly slow pace.
"What is it, baby?" She asked, slowly moving down even more, earning a whimper from the hybrid beneath her.
"Please- Please move faster, baby. I- I can't- please."
The heretic grinned as she stared down at him, "What was that? Say it a little louder, sweetheart," She whispered, her voice full of seduction as she leaned down to feather kisses along his chest.
"Lo- Oh fuck," He whimpered as she slid back down. He threw his head back as her pace increased. He couldn't even speak as she bit into his neck, drinking whatever he had to give.
He was an absolute mess beneath her.
He writhed and moaned as she bounced on his lap, occasionally clenching around him.
All he wanted at that moment was to touch her. But he couldn't. His hands were bound at his head by a rope which Margot had spelled to never break.
"Please, love," He groaned as he pulled against the restraints.
"Please what?" She asked as her lips parted from his neck, blood dripping down her chin onto his chest. Her eyes glowed blue as she stared down at him, a small smirk on her face.
The sight was come-worthy. Considering he came the second he saw her.
Her movements died down immediately as she glared at him. "I didn't say you could come."
Klaus, realizing his mistake, stared at her with wide eyes. "Love-"
She shook her head. "You know what happens when you don't do as I say, Niklaus."
"Please, love," He pleaded as her movements increased once again. This had happened only once before.
And right before he was about to come once again, she stopped.
Her actions continued until he was practically screaming beneath her. He couldn't breathe. It was too much, she was too much.
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Margot had been peacefully sleeping on the hybrid's back as he trudged through a swamp to get to a camp nearby when she was woken by his voice.
"We're almost there, love."
She nodded against his neck as she slowly opened her eyes only to quickly shut them before burying her face in his neck once again. "It's too bright," She groaned as she gripped him tightly.
He smiled, using his free hand to take off his sunglasses before handing them to her. They were too big for her face but she looked adorable in them. Like a little James Bond.
She grinned as she put them on, glancing down at him, "How do I look?"
"Beautiful."
"You're just saying that to be nice," She said as she glanced down at the ground, a small frown on her face when she realized he had been walking through dirty water the whole time. "Aren't your feet cold?"
"I'm a hybrid, love. I can't get hypothermia," He dismissed as he continued to walk through the sludge.
"Doesn't mean you can't get your foot bitten off by an alligator."
His eyes widened slightly. He hadn't thought about that.
She smirked at his expression, "Don't tell me you have a fear of alligators... You do. The great Niklaus... whatever your middle name is Mikaelson is afraid of a mere alligator."
"I'm not afraid," He grumbled, "And I don't have one. We didn't use middle names during my time."
"That's weird," She commented as she wrapped her legs around his waist a little tighter. She really didn't want to ruin her new shoes.
"You don't have one either, love."
"Touche. Though I technically have my original name."
"Margot isn't your original name?" He asked.
"No. That's what Stefan named me. I was born with the name Ellie but during my stay in 'La Basement' my father liked to say I didn't have one... Eventually, I forgot it, hence Stefan naming me. I never knew my real name until I found my grave."
"They gave you a fake grave so no one would ask questions," He said as he realized how bad her childhood truly was.
"Mhm. If anything I thought 'little bitch' was my name... oh maybe that could be my stripper name? That'd be a good one... more original than candy."
Klaus stayed silent. Since when were strippers called candy? Margot was a very confusing woman, to say the least.
"You were five when you... stayed at 'La Basement'?" He asked, using her term for the traumatic room.
"Yep," She whispered, her fingers toying with the buttons on the neckline of his henley. "I had a best friend before. He was like me; a siphoner. His family hated him so he would always hide out in the forests... I think this was one of them actually. He was the one who taught me magic and helped me hide the fact that I was a siphoner... Clearly, I didn't hide it very well."
"What happened to him?" He asked, his hands gripping her thighs as he adjusted her on his back. He didn't want to drop her.
"I don't really know the details. I found a grave not too long after Stefan rescued me... I looked for his family but it turns out they were all massacred in 1994, except for Kai's twin, his dad and his two youngest siblings. I assume he gave them what they deserved and they... did something to him."
She sighed before she continued, "I've tried to find him but I've found little to nothing about him. His dad's still a dick, his twin's a doctor and the little ones are in college. They wouldn't tell me shit... I resorted to torture but Stefan stopped me before I could kill them... Dick move, really."
"I can help you," He offered, "Find him, that is. I've been told I'm good at finding people who don't want to be found."
"It took you over 500 years to find one person," Margot counteracted.
"I will drop you," He threatened, earning a quiet laugh. A smile made its way onto his lips at the sound.
He loved her laugh. He loved her smile. He loved her- her shoes, yes, her shoes...
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Klaus was on the phone while Margot made small talk with the newly turned hybrids. They were sweethearts, really.
"Portland is fantastic," She overheard the hybrid say, "Once you get over all the whiny music and healthy-looking people, it is literally a breeding ground for werewolves."
She chuckled, earning a smile from the hybrid.
"Your father is dead," She heard Stefan say through the phone, causing her eyes to widen.
"What did you say to me?"
"Oh, my mistake. Not your actual father and not dead. Mikael. Daggered. What do you want me to do with the body?"
"Well, first I want you to explain to me exactly what happened."
Stefan then went on to tell an elaborate story which consisted of Elena daggering the 'Papa Original' after Stefan and Damon vervained him.
Klaus glanced over at Margot only to see her shake her head. Neither of them believed the story.
"I wanna see him. I want to see his rotting body for myself."
"Well, he is here. Come by whenever... How's uh how's Maggie?"
"She's fine... Now, if you are lying to me Stefan, your compulsion will expose you. So, answer with your life: Is what you are saying the truth?"
"It's true. I saw it with my own eyes."
"I wanna talk to Rebekah."
"That's not a problem. She is right here."
They could hear the phone being passed around until Rebekah's soft voice spoke up, "Hello Nik."
"Rebekah, love. What's this I hear about Mikael's tragic run-in with the dagger?"
"It's true. He's finally out of our lives for good. I miss you. I'm miserable here."
The hybrid held in a sigh, "I'll be home soon."
"Good. I'll see you then, brother."
He quickly hung up, shoving his phone in his pocket as he watched Margot talk with the hybrids.
His sister had betrayed him again. He could hear it in her voice. This whole trip to make hybrids was so he could have his family by his side once again. He just wanted them to be safe from the hell that is Mikael.
Margot glanced back at him, sending him a sad smile before one of the hybrids passed her their new baby. Margot's face immediately lit up as she held the newborn in her arms.
His glasses rested on her head, holding her hair back as she stared down at the baby. He grinned softly before walking over and sitting on the log beside her. "Who's this little one?" He asked, glancing up at the mother who stood a few feet away.
"His name's Leo."
Margot grinned widely as the baby boy gripped onto her finger as he babbled.
Klaus glanced down at her, sadness flashing through his eyes. He could tell she wanted to be a mother. That choice was ripped away from her due to his poor choices. He never should have brought her to the bar. He should've known the old witch would hold a grudge.
He glanced down at her once again, placing his hand on her shoulder, "We're going back tomorrow... Would you like to visit him before we leave?"
She sent him a grateful smile as she nodded before handing the baby back to its mother.
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'Here lies Malachai Parker.
1972 - 1994'
Margot read as she and Klaus sat by the grave that sat alone, further away from all the rest. Even in death, he was isolated from the world.
She frowned as her finger traced the words that were carved into the stone.
"Ellie! Ellie! Come on!" The fifteen-year-old boy shouted as they ran through the forest between their houses.
The forest was the only place they felt safe. It was the only place their fathers couldn't get them.
Samuel Alderidge and Joshua Parker were longtime friends. They grew up just down the street from each other, played on the same playgrounds together they even learned how to ride their bikes together. With that, they also learned the same beliefs, those beliefs being all siphoners are bad.
Samuel never wanted kids, he despised the idea of them. Margot, or Ellie as he called her was a mistake. She was never wanted by him, even more so when he found out about her... species.
Joshua on the other hand loved children. He eventually had a large family consisting of two sets of twins and two more boys and two more girls. He had loved them all dearly until his wife died. When his wife died, things went downhill for the Parker family.
Soon enough he found out about his son's magic or lack thereof. The house was filled with shouts and screams filled with pain after that. Joshua Parker had begun to beat his son.
Kai Parker was alone... until he met her. She had just been born only a few months before.
The Alderidge family had wanted to welcome their little one by introducing her to their neighbours.
Kai had been told to stay far away. Joshua didn't want his disgrace of a son to get anywhere near his friend and his new addition.
When the little Alderidge was brought inside the Parker home, Kai immediately felt something different. The air felt a little clearer.
He sat on the stairs, unable to take his eyes off of the baby. She was like him. He could feel it. She was a siphoner too. He was no longer alone.
Ever since then, Kai never strayed too far from the girl. He had become the girl's babysitter, free of charge. Joshua made sure to never tell Samuel what his son was, he didn't want anyone to know that he had brought a disgrace into the world.
Kai had taught her everything he knew, albeit it wasn't much but he still tried. He was the one who saw her first steps, he was the one who helped her learn how to talk.
Her father, Samuel, wasn't around very often. He was a drunk, always staying out late into the night at the bar down the street. When he would eventually come home, he would pass out on the couch.
Kai was the one who read her bedtime stories, who sang lullabies to lull her to sleep. He was the one who made her breakfast, lunch and dinner. He had become her brother... maybe even her father.
Every day they would play in the forest. He would teach her the names of every tree, every little flower they passed, even the mushrooms.
In that forest, he would read to her for the first year. Then as she learned to talk, he would help her learn each sentence. Eventually, when she was able to walk, they would play hide and seek.
"You'll never find me!" She yelled back as she hid behind a tree, giggles escaping her lips.
Kai grinned as he ran further into the forest. "Ellie! I'm gonna find you!" He shouted, his voice playful as he checked every hiding spot he passed.
Margot glanced down at the ground, her finger slipping off the stone before seeping into the ground, "I can't feel him," She whispered.
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