12Title: Filling in the Blanks
Type: Sometypeof-shot
Setting: Takes place 3x09—Katherine's missing scenes
Warnings: I don't know, mild swearing?
A/N: So I revised the first four chapters of this story because rereading them made me cringe at sixteen year old me. My writing style has kind of changed, or at least I'd like to think so anyways.
Btw, thank you to those who reviewed and those who didn't (You read it, so thanks)! xoMarie –thanks! I think that's just proof that I can't edit aha—, KitKat9653 —writers block is the worst! Im sure you'd agree— and isabella – thank you :)
Here's Chapter 6. Just some important filler. Well technically this entire fic is filler.
Katherine watches Bonnie get swallowed into the crowd. She really doesn't like the witch and not just because she hates all vampires. Beneath that powerful Bennett blood is a self-righteous 17 year old girl and that's more than enough for Katherine to dislike her.
A guy who just poured himself two drinks walks by and Katherine snatches one cup. The guy protests in surprise and she ignores him, taking a big gulp and heading to the backyard. The band, who she finds looks familiar but can't name, plays and Katherine watches as she descends the steps.
There are at least a couple hundred people on Lockwood property and a large number of whom look nowhere near high school age. She was right to guess that Klaus has something to do with this party and as she surveys the crowd she spots at least a dozen people suspicious looking enough to be his newly made hybrids. She makes a point to remember their faces so she can have the option of avoiding them later.
She pauses when she hears a familiar voice not too far away, and sees Stefan walking side by side with Klaus.
Finally, the special guest has arrived. Focusing, she uses her senses to zoom in and eavesdrop into their conversation.
"Quite the homecoming," Stefan quips.
Katherine can't see his face but she imagines Klaus smirking along with his response, "I've been planning my father's funeral for a thousand years. Granted in no version of it were any of these people invited. But you get the idea."
Continuing down the stairs she gets to the grass and stands facing the stage, taking another sip of her drink.
"So what now?" Stefan asks, "You stop running?"
"Now, I reunite my family."
"Family," Katherine feels just as sarcastic as Stefan sounds, she can't understand how Klaus can think that his family will accept him after all he's done to them, "You mean the people you cart around in caskets?"
"None of that matters anymore. Mikael's gone. By gones will be by gones," as the saying goes, but she highly doubts his optimistic point of view. If she, who has been running for over five hundred years, will always hate Klaus beyond anything, how can someone else who's been victimized by him for twice that time forgive him? Nevermind that they're supposed to be family.
There's a short pause before Klaus continues speaking, and Katherine takes a drink, "Seems the homecoming queen still walks among the living, which leads me to believe Rebekah isn't here. Where is she?"
"I have no idea. I thought she was coming with Matt."
"Be honest now, Stefan. Where's my sister?"
"I said," he emphasizes and Katherine can just see his grin, "I have no idea. Now would you like me to take you to your father?"
"Well it wouldn't be a party without the guest of honor now would it? Bring him to me."
At those words Katherine feels disappointment; she had been hoping their first plan would do.
"Alright. Perhaps there's something in it for me. My freedom from your compulsion."
"Oh you want your freedom? Well once he's dead and his weapon destroyed, you'll have you're freedom. It would be my pleasure to give it back to you."
Before their conversation ends Katherine finishes all the alcohol-tinged fruit punch in her cup and drops it. The band ends their song and she weaves through the dancing crowd, heading back up the stairs to the house. She sees Stefan walking away, most likely heading home to tell Damon what they all suspected in the first place before having his neck snapped to keep him out of the way. Much like Rebekah, the collective group agreed that he couldn't stay in the loop because he isn't to be trusted. None of them can take that chance.
"Elena! There you are," Matt steps towards her before she can get into the house.
"Matt," is all she can find to say at the moment because asking him what he wants won't make much sense seeing as they came there together.
The blonde smiles tightly, "Some people are asking me who I came with. I know it doesn't matter as much but it'd be great if I looked like I had a date for more than at least a couple seconds."
"Oh Matt, I'm sorry," Katherine welcomes the distraction, it briefly keeps her mind away from the real danger and stops her from listening when she sees Klaus talking to Tyler from the corner of her eyes.
"Your mother won't be a problem. I told her to go to church and pray for your friends," she hears Klaus say and she feels he muscles tense. Of course he knows something is up, he's smarter than to come back to a hostile environment without any form of backup. They never had the element of surprise but despite having no idea what they have planned against him Katherine feels the urge to run. Reaching over, she takes Matt's bottle and drinks, handing it back to him. Matt raises his brows but doesn't say a word.
"You okay, Elena?" he asks. She chooses to nod and for him that's enough to know not to ask any further.
A moment later he holds up the bottle and tilts it.
"I'll get us another one," he says, and heads back inside.
Matt doesn't come back. At least not for long while. Instead of going inside Katherine stands near the top of the stairs leading to the grass. The band is playing yet another song and she finds herself enjoying it. Most of what she has to do is wait and there's nothing worse than anticipation. Once Mikael and Damon show up, Bonnie will take care of Tyler and any interfering hybrids, Mikael will distract Klaus, and she and Damon will be the ones to out him. Or more specifically just Katherine. Though everyone's goal tonight is the same, Damon had to have more than just his pretty puppy dog eyes and the flimsy promise of success to convince her to stand in for doe-eyed Elena. She would be the one to kill Klaus. She will be the one to see the look of pure and utter shock as she plunges the weapon that will end his life through his chest.
She takes deep breath, shaking away her eager anxiousness. Damon and Mikael can't come any sooner.
Suddenly Klaus steps in front of her, blocking her view of the stage. She's startled and she tries her best to swallow the sudden lump in her throat.
He looks her in the eye and she drops her gaze, "Where's your date?"
"Getting me a drink," she says, uneasily and thinks, He thinks your Elena. To him you're Elena. And she forces herself to shove away her nerves as he tilts his bottle towards her. She gives him a look. Even her doppelganger won't willingly take that offer.
Klaus' shrug is accompanied with a smile, "Seems I have you to thank for Mikael's demise."
"He came at me. I had no choice," she replies, looking him in the eyes. Instinct tells her not to. Even during her short captivity before the Hybrid Ritual she had found it hard to look Klaus in the eyes. Elena on the other hand is not her. She's only had Klaus in her life for mere months and would probably feel brave enough to do so.
"Still. It's not easy for a human to dagger an Original," Klaus says, his voice and his stare challenging her to show any form of denial.
"It wasn't the first time," she points out.
"Right," he chuckles, a large amused grin on his face as her turns away, "Elijah."
Without his eyes on her, Katherine looks around for someone. Anyone, really, as an excuse to leave.
She stares at him when he sees her looking and they hold each other's gaze. It feels almost as if Klaus is looking through her, like he can see her thoughts and know that she's Katerina, and that this act is complete bull. She blinks and realizes she's psyching herself out. Stop.
"You seem nervous," he suggests.
"I'm not nervous," Katherine replies condescendingly, "I just don't like you."
"Well, I'll straight to the point then, shall I, love," Klaus remarks, suddenly getting closer, "People have been after me for a thousand years. And I am always one step ahead. So whatever it is you're thinking of trying. Go for it. Give it your best shot."
He pauses for dramatics and smirks arrogantly, "You won't succeed."
The intensity of Klaus' stare bores into her and for a moment she almost believes he's found a way out of the plan that he's only speculating about. Which is ridiculous. They have planned for everything. From changing location to his hybrids, to even showing up with witches, which he didn't do. There's simply no way he has planned against every single one of their back-ups. He can't be that careful. That paranoid.
"It won't be for lack of trying," she says. If anything his confrontation had just fueled her purpose. By the end of the night Katherine has every intention of being the one gripping the weapon with Klaus' heart on the other end. She maneuvers away only to have him step in front of her again.
"Hey, you be smart to tell Damon to mind his manners tonight. Cause if I die, I've already insured that he'll die along with me."
Her eyes narrow, and his smirk grows at her undivided attention, "Even in death my hybrids have their orders so, you kill me you're killing him too."
As he turns to leave she's frozen. Klaus is long gone before she snaps out of her thoughts. They knew Klaus would never go down without a fight, and of course he would take someone down with him. Why hadn't they thought of that? Thought the thought may have occurred to Mikael, he doesn't care. He has one mission and having collateral damage is none of his concern. Caught up in her nerves she had failed to notice this and completely overlooked it. Or maybe it's because in all her plans she, like Mikael, never cared for the loss either, just the results.
Everything she gained in the end always justified the means.
Until now.
She feels something stir in her chest, and it isn't anticipation this time. The Salvatores, for more than a hundred years, have been a part of her. A part of Katherine. Katerina, on the other hand, a bigger part of her, wants nothing more than to get rid of Klaus for what he's done. To get rid of the monster that's terrorized every waking and sleeping moment in her life for as long as she can remember. All those years ago, when she began along the path to rid herself of the one man who single handedly ruined her life, Katherine had promised herself one thing: she will never let an opportunity go to waste, no matter what. And driven by instinct, this decision is really not a decision at all. She knows what she has to do. She knows what needs to be done.
By her hand or not Klaus will die tonight.
"Then enjoy an eternity alone, Katherine."
Damon's words echo in her head, bouncing around and shooting right through her undead heart. She feels dread at those words that she can't shake. Breathing in deeply, her hands curl into fists and her eyes shut in frustration.
"Dammit!" Katherine curses softly. Its then, she knows, with every fiber of her being that, at some point down the road, she will berate herself for the choice she's about to make. The opportunity she's letting slip.
She picks up her skirt, she has somewhere to be.
A/N: So that band's name in this episode is My Morning Jacket. Just saying, I looked it up. And shit, I rewatched Homecoming and totally forgot to put in that "vampire on the rocks kind of guy" quote! Opportunity missed! smh
Anyways, leave a comment or a word. Is my characterization okay? Does my time frame seem believable when compared to the episode? I would really appreciate any feedback and/or criticism! And thanks for reading :)