"They have made it through the drawbridge and should be crossing the outer gates soon…" Finn said as he closed the heavy double doors along with Klaus.
Sage immediately went to Finn and he took his wife into his arms trying to appease her, the werewolves had finally made a move and a grave one as they decided to attack the castle on a full moon night.

Klaus plunged his sword covered in blood into the wooden table and searched for his pillar as well, she was worried but this was just another battle in a long war that would not break them and she was able to sooth him with only a silent look.
"Where is Elijah?" Elena, the third wife present in the room asked with tears dancing in her eyes.

"Holding them off with Kol and Henrik at the great gatehouse…" Finn kissed Sage's forehead sweetly before looking at his brother. "We need to send the women away to safety."
Klaus nodded agreeing with him and they all looked at the door as Henrik came inside the Terrace Room.

"Take the women to a safe location, we will follow as soon as we can." he told his younger brother at once.
Henrik solemnly nodded taking Rebekah and Elena away, they had to make it to the stables where the personal guards were waiting with the horses, ready to escort everyone to the Middle Tower and then across the moat.

"I will go with them and I will make sure nothing happens to them." Finn assured Klaus with a soft squeeze of his shoulder; before he left he looked at the woman who remained motionless behind Klaus.
Klaus wasn't one of many words or outer emotions so he simply smiled resting his hand on Finn's arm. "Be careful brother."

The simple gesture was enough to make Finn smile and the older brother left with Sage allowing Klaus enough privacy to convince the woman who started shaking her head even before he said the words.
"You need to go with them love."

She fiercely denied it with her entire body. "I am not leaving your side."
Klaus powerfully trapped her face between his hands. "You have to."

Now that they were alone she was able to lower her tough shield for a bit. "This is all my fault… if you hadn't chosen me instead of…"
He cut her speech short by kissing her, Klaus parted her lips for a kiss that he wanted to offer her as something to hold on to until he returned to her side.

She answered his kiss but held his wrists when she felt him pull away from her, she did not want to part from his side at all.
"There was no choice for me my love, you are my queen. You will always be my queen." he powerfully whispered.

She closed her eyes as he kissed her lips once more. "As your queen, it is my duty to stay with the king, is it not?" she bravely looked at him.
"Go away with my brothers and leave me to paint these walls with the blood of those who dared to invade our home."

She resigned kissing his lips again. "Be careful Niklaus and don't take too long to return to your queen, she already misses you."
He smiled stroking the ivory skin that he as well already missed kissing and touching. "I will be with you again before the sun touches the sky."

They shared another deep kiss before she finally gave in and left.
Klaus took the sword from the table ready to kill a few werewolves but there was a violent noise as the heavy double doors closed and he pointed his sword at the woman now before him. "I should have known that you were behind this foolish attack Qetsiyah."

The high priestess smiled crossing her hands over her chest in a defying stance. "I am one to please those who make the biggest sacrifices."
"I hope you are including the loss of your head among these sacrifices, sorceress."

She unfolded her hands and the long flowing cloak she was wearing parted revealing a dagger whose tip she rested in the palm of her hand. "A life to trap yours."
Klaus squinted at loss but she was so fast that it took him by surprise.

Qetsiyah swiftly used the blade to cut her throat and her life short.
As she began to drop lifeless, Klaus' chest became tight and he fell to his knees powerless to a strange cold that was taking over him, he dropped the sword and tried to breathe but as Qetsiyah bled out, he began to desiccate.

Klaus looked at his hand that was turning grey and gasped knowing he was about to lose consciousness, he tumbled to the side unable to move or breathe without extreme difficulty.
A group of men wearing black monk robes with hoods surrounded him with covered faces, he still tried to reach for his sword as a final attempt for a proper fight but one of the men grabbed it and stabbed him in the heart with it.

Klaus screamed helpless as the last sparkle of life seemed to leave his body and became aware he was only screaming in his mind for no sound left his mouth clasped shut.
With a long last inner breath he turned lifeless and the group of men carried his body away.

500 years later

The girl paced quickly down the hallway, she stopped near the corner of it making sure she wasn't being followed and was extra quiet as she went by the guard; as expected the monk was sleeping and his loud snores muffled the small noise she made by opening the iron door that gave way to the dark floor under them.
After that all she had to do was run down the staircase and then use the old key to open the door of that precise cell, she smiled happy that everything was going so easily but a flawless plan never goes without a few bumps on the road and she startled when a strong hand grabbed her arm just as she prepared to go inside the old room.

"What are you doing down here?" the guard was now downstairs with her.
She pressed the Grimoire against her chest unable to come up with a good excuse.

"I asked you a question Bonnie."
The man snapped and she expected to be slapped across the face at any second.

"I…" she licked her lips stalling.
He lifted his hand ready to put some sense into the insolent child but had his neck snapped before Bonnie was able to blink twice.

"Thank you…" she mumbled breathless at the two monks standing before here now.

One of them dropped the hood and smiled at her. "I'm sorry we're late but it took us a little longer than expected to make it past the front gate discretely."
She shook her head turning to the door quickly. "It's ok Henrik… but we need to hurry before the rest of the creeps leave the library."

Bonnie stepped aside so Henrik could go inside the small cell first; she liked him, even though he only approached her at first as way to get inside the Monastery they actually grew into close friends and she enjoyed the long talks they shared.
Henrik was a really nice boy for a Royal vampire, quite the opposite of the rude man who never spoke or looked at her directly, the few times she had been in his presence Kol had been nothing but a cold jerk and she wasn't comfortable around him at all, tonight was not an exception but she focused on what they were doing instead.

This was her one chance to get away from the lunatics in the Monastery that used her in exchange for a small bed and horrible food that made her sick, tonight she was delivering him back to his family and buying her freedom in return.
Bonnie came to the middle of the small division and crouched cleaning the dust over a small triangle, she pushed it down and a portion of the floor parted in two revealing a small flight of steps.

Henrik was the first to go down but Kol took a torch from the walls handing it to her, she didn't catch his eyes because he was already walking after Henrik and after setting the torch on fire with her mind she followed them as well into a dark unknown place, she had never been here.
No one had for 500 years.

Bonnie ignored the foul smell and the little crunchy sounds their footsteps made by crushing bugs and God knows what else, she didn't dare to look down and only followed the two men in the front.
Henrik stopped in front of a seeming dead end but Bonnie knew that the big rock was only a closed entry so she opened her Grimoire and did the spell she needed, it was only a matter of seconds before the rock began to move and the two Original vampires did the rest.

When she opened her eyes Bonnie gulped down watching the antique iron coffin resting on a rock, it was covered in dust and spider webs that Henrik cleared as he went inside the smaller confined space.
Bonnie went in as well shedding light towards the coffin, she couldn't help the shiver that went through her spine.

She was in the presence of the Dark King.

"What's taking them so long?" Elijah went to the window again.
"They mentioned how hard it was to get in and out of the Monastery without being recognized, so it's natural that it's taking them so long Elijah…"

He faced the sweet voice always so able to sooth him and bring him reason. "Nonetheless I wish I was there with them…"
Elena smiled nearing him with that candid smile that toyed with his emotions so easily. "I know but remember what Kol said."

Elijah sighed lacing his arms around her. "Someone had to stay here in case they failed and were caught, someone had to rescue them."
Elena stroked his back gently. "It will be ok Elijah, they will be here soon." she whispered before she kissed him.

A kiss that was bluntly interrupted by Rebekah that stormed inside the Great Chamber.
"They are here." she said out of breath and with her emotions in a jumble.

They all hurried to the Great Hall where Sage was already waiting for them.
"Finn went to help them carry the coffin inside." she smiled hugging Rebekah that was barely holding back her tears.

"It's been too long Sage…"
"I know love but today we reunite all the family." she stroked the blonde girl's hair with a small smile.

Everyone turned to the door as Finn and the others carried the coffin inside, they left it in the middle of the room while Elijah came near the coffin.
Respectfully they allowed him to be the one to open it but before he did so, he looked at the girl standing by the door awkwardly. "Are you the sorceress that helped us?"

Bonnie nodded and came to him when Elijah invited her closer.
"Are you willing to help us awake him as well?" he asked cautious, he was never one to force someone.

Bonnie took a small blade from inside her Grimoire. "Henrik gave me his word that this would grant me freedom."
"You became a free woman the second you agreed to help us get our brother back, Henrik's word is as valuable as mine. I also give you my word that this family is forever in your dept."

She took a very deep inhale and then nodded at Elijah.
Slowly he pushed the lid of the coffin open closing his eyes in a quiet agony for finally having him back, Elijah cupped Klaus' face like a father and stroked the grey dead skin lovingly, then he waited for the witch.

Bonnie began her mantra and as she increased the intensity of the spell all the flowers inside the room died, she took the knife and feeding from dead energy alone she cut her palm letting the blood fall on Klaus' face, the drops started gliding towards his mouth.
She closed her hand with a small hiss and the blood was now a little pool over his lips. "It took the blood of a Bennett to make you desiccate, have the blood of a Bennett to awake. Rise… rise from the dead… Dark King." she powerfully said and his lips parted taking the blood she was offering.

Kol came back into the room with a human girl that he compelled to behave, he took the knife from Bonnie's hand and slit the wrist of the girl making her kneel next to the coffin.
As the warm skin came in touch with his mouth there was a small gasp from Klaus and slowly his hand trapped the fragile wrist over his lips, he fed eagerly and only released her wrist to quickly grab her head, he tilted it and roughly sank his fangs into the warm human skin that was deliciously giving him life again.

The girl dropped to the floor dead when he was done and then Klaus screamed inside his prison, confused and fighting to control the set of foggy images that consumed him all of a sudden.
Elijah helped him sit up, Klaus was like a wild animal searching for a way out of his cage and Kol helped Elijah, together they pulled Klaus out of the coffin.

He stood frantically searching the room, his feral eyes scanned the faces before he agitated looked at Elijah. "Where is she?"
Elijah wavered in his smile, he was happy to have his brother back but he was also counting on what would happen now. "Do you remember what went down that night Niklaus?"

He nodded looking behind him in hopes to see the face he was missing. "Qetsiyah… she made a spell and the priests came…" he looked at Elijah again, he was still very confused.
"Yes, The Immaculatus made a deal with Qetsiyah, she offered the eternal services of her bloodline to them and in exchange they would keep you locked away."

"But…" Klaus settled a little in his place and spoke calmer now. "For what purpose?"
"They have forged an alliance with the werewolves and now rule along with them and the vampires."

"They cannot rule, I am the king." Klaus chuckled in amusement for the joke. "That sounds preposterous."
"You haven't been a ruler for quite some time now Niklaus." Elijah slowly said. "No one has."

Klaus finally noticed the strange clothes on Elijah and then on the women, it was in slow motion that the wheels started turning inside of his head, the Great Chamber was different as well. "How long have I been locked inside that box?"
"For 500 years now brother." Elijah intensified the hold around Klaus' arm and so did Kol, both preparing for the strong wave about to swallow them all.

"Where… is…" Klaus barely spoke loudly enough to be heard. "... she?"
"She never made it to the horses Niklaus, we waited for her but she never showed up…" Finn explained across the room, afraid to go near Klaus. "I came back searching for her but found the sorceress dead and you gone as well."

Klaus looked down on the ground with wide eyes and a building agony. "No…" he murmured.
"We found out where they were keeping you but the witches were either loyal to their family duty or afraid to do anything…" Henrik said looking at Bonnie, he smiled happy that they had been lucky to finally find someone as strong and determined as she was.

"No… I need to find my queen." Klaus mumbled like he hadn't heard a thing of what they were trying to tell him.
"Niklaus…" Elijah tried but Klaus fought his way out of the binding hands holding him down.

They were strong but Klaus was stronger and easily pushed Elijah away, Kol was no match to him and ended on the other side of the room, Klaus flipped the coffin in rage and everyone flinched as he yelled with a horrible mix of agony and wrath.
They all wanted to help him but no one knew what to do and he was just like a mad man yelling in despair for a loss that he could not bear, she was everything… Klaus could not imagine or endure a world without his ivory goddess.

The brothers took their wives away and Henrik cautiously took Bonnie to another room as well, only Kol and Rebekah remained with Klaus that now resumed throwing anything he could find against the wall.
"Nik… please calm down." Rebekah quietly asked him.

But Klaus growled in her face with yellow eyes and nothing but rage in his features, Kol motioned ready to stop Klaus from hurting her but she was not afraid of him and her delicate hand was going to touch him when he stopped her.
"If you touch me, you will lose that hand." he coldly said.

She recoiled and nodded. "We know where she is but we can't retrieve her body."
Klaus narrowed his eyes but by no means his temper. "Explain yourself…" he snarled inches away from biting her head off.

"With you gone the werewolves gave us an option, they would leave us alone if we left them alone."
Klaus was done discussing politics with his baby sister and looked at Kol.

"We wanted you back so we had to focus on that, they left us alone and never bothered us again but they kept her body as leverage." Kol explained stepping in front of Rebekah before Klaus lashed out on her.
"So you traded her in exchange for comfort?" he waved a statue in his hand covering the modern room.

"Times have changed and royalty doesn't mean much when there is no one left willing to lead a war... everyone is merely trying to stay alive." Elijah returned to the room alone.
"What were you afraid off?" Klaus asked him with a dark smile. "That they would catch and torture your delicate flower that spends her days indecisive about everything?"

"Yes, I was afraid for Elena, she is not an Immortal like us and we didn't have your blood to heal any fatal werewolf bites."
"I'm awfully sorry if I was unavailable to rescue your damsel…" Klaus spat out.

"The Council has your queen, she is leverage to them." Finn returned to the family meeting. "And I as well couldn't risk losing my red-haired angel."
Klaus furiously smashed the statue he was holding against the wall. "Well I'm very happy that you all got to enjoy a blissful life with your wives for 5 centuries while mine is rotting somewhere." he yelled enraged.

Rebekah cleaned a few tears that came out after cringing with his shouts.
Klaus was breathing uneven and uncontrolled but he faced Elijah gaining some control over his thoughts. "Where is my army? Have they betrayed me as well and left?"

"No one has betrayed you…" Elijah tried but quickly gave up as Klaus turned his back on all of them and left the room.

Klaus aimlessly walked inside the castle, it was strange to see so many new things in his old home, the hallways were the same but furniture with odd items were all filling the spaces he once knew blindly.
Still, everything was meaningless until her laughter echoed through these walls again, he pushed the double doors entering the last place where he had been with her and his resolution was only enhanced by the memory of their last kiss and words exchanged in here.

"Klaus!"
A happy familiar voice made him turn around.

"Forgive me for the affection display but I've missed you." The blonde General and his best friend moved lacing an arm around him relieved to see him again.
Klaus hugged the man back. "It's good to see a face that I know hasn't abandoned me…"

"We are all impatiently waiting for your orders Klaus." Stefan assured him.
Klaus smiled happy to hear that, he could see the unspoken urge Stefan had to dive into battle and to go retrieve their queen at once. "Gather all of them Ripper." Klaus left the Terrace Room headed for the King's Chambers.

It was a relief to know not much had changed in his bedroom and he ripped his old shirt apart trying to ignore how much he missed her scent filling their room.
"Tell me all about this Council that Finn mentioned." he asked Stefan that remained outside in the hallway.

"How much time do we have?" Stefan asked in his usual easy way.
Klaus was already by his side closing up a new dark blue shirt that he found on his bed along with new clothes, he suspected Rebekah's hand behind the sweet gesture. "Be concise but don't leave the important bits out, I want to know the name of every infidel that I'm slaying on my path."

Stefan nodded serious, he didn't even ask where they were going first because he already knew the answer.

"Next on the agenda is the return of Richard's brother, Mason is returning to us next week." A blonde woman with a poshy voice said and started clapping.
Richard smiled thanking the rest of the group and bowed to the woman in front of him. "He sends his regards to everyone…" he slowed down stunned with the briskly interruption of a man coming inside the room. "I'm sorry but this is a private meeting, you can't be in here."

Klaus smiled revealing a set of dimples. "By all means, pretend that I'm not here… it should be fairly easy since it's what you have done for so long."
Richard looked at yet another man coming inside. "What is this?" he stood up from the table most appalled and closing his suit. "I demand to know who you are."

Klaus looked at Stefan with a mocking nod. "He demands…"
"Sit down." Stefan stopped behind Richard and pushed him down on the chair with his hands on his shoulders.

The woman looked behind her to the man slowly headed for the empty chair. "What is going on in here? Do you know who we are?"
Klaus pulled the empty chair sitting there and resting his boots on top of the table. "The question sweetheart is, do you know who I am?" he raised his eyebrows at the woman with a slight shake of his head.

She straightened her blonde straight hair. "Certainly someone searching for a slow death. Take a look around this table and memorize the faces because they will be the last thing you will ever see, we are the Council and we rule everything outside this room."
"You do not have a king for that?" Klaus asked conveying genuine curiosity.

The woman laughed in the most annoying way possible and the irritating sound went on for a while before she placed her hand over her heart. "We live in a democracy now, the empty chair represents the power of a dead king. Royalty has become obsolete."
Klaus smiled like a little boy. "My apologies, I have been a bit away which explains my misinformation…"

"Who the hell are you?" A black man asked next to the woman.
Klaus saw a daylight ring and smiled at the vampire before answering him. "The obsolete one."

Everyone looked at him perplexed, they were confused and lost and Klaus had no intention of explaining himself.
"So all the power on this side of the world is sitting at this table?"

Richard grew worried at once. "We represent the werewolves, the vampires, humans and witches… we are a Council that keeps the land at peace and creates balance so that we can all live together and safely."
"Who here represents The Immaculatus? The chirchy people…" Klaus toyed with a smile.

"That would be me." The annoying blonde woman spoke, she smugly faced Klaus with a power infatuation about her. "I represent the pure ones, the ones that have not been tainted with the supernatural, the superior race if you must label it."
"So in short you are the one really in charge of this entire parade, are you not?"

"Why would you call it that?" she asked not a bit amused now.
"Because back in my glorious era I would simply drop the fancy words, pull a dagger and stab you in the throat…" he smiled with a little wink.

She lessened her eyes but unable to react on time.
Klaus flashed to the woman burying a dagger in her throat.

The awful sound of her dragging for a last breath between the blood leaving her wound was silenced when Klaus snapped her neck.
Everyone on the table jolted standing up shocked but Richard was the first to act. "Please tell us what you want."

"Retribution for being pushed into an obsolete state."
"You are Niklaus Mikaelson?" Someone quietly asked.

"I like how I smell fear in the air." he walked around the table looking at all the terrified faces. "But that's King Klaus Mikaelson to you." he stopped next to the one that inquired him.

A big man spat on the floor and mumbled a few disgusted words in a foreign language.
"Am I making you repulsed mate?" Klaus addressed that one next.

"You were a King that the werewolves supported and your retribution to us was choosing a vampire for a queen…" he spat again. "Instead of the worthy wolf my clan sent you, a girl fit for a queen and able to produce you an heir."
Klaus peacefully neared the man, he smiled once he was really close to him. "I gracefully declined the offer." his lips parted into a devious smile. "It's not my fault that her head was lost on the way back to whatever village she came from."

"I will never support a King that shares a bed with a filthy cold bloodsucker." The big werewolf said with pride.
Klaus widened his smile as he easily collected the man's heart, he tossed it to the middle of the table while it was still beating and then he faced the rest of the doomed ensemble. "This has taken enough of my time as it is, I'm taking back my throne and my place among the werewolves and vampires because I am a hybrid and this kingdom belongs to me, no one has fought harder for it than me." he ended in a hiss. "I keep what I kill."

He went by Stefan that waited for instructions. "Kill whoever plans on having a negative opinion about my lawful return." he stopped for a second and nicely smiled at Stefan. "On a second thought… kill them all."
Klaus took a sword from another one of his soldiers and left the small carnage behind.

The man desperately ran through the darkness, he glanced back to the house trying to catch a glimpse of the monster that already slaughtered everyone on sight and hurt him badly, he couldn't see him so he gathered enough strength to keep going.
He pressed his wound harder and smiled when he finally saw the chapel, before he reached it Klaus showed up and swiftly released him of his head.

Klaus took the dead man's sword and now maneuvered two swords as he went inside the chapel where the rest of the rats were waiting for him, the first brave soul lost its head as Klaus trapped it between swords.
The next was beautifully pinned to the floor with a sword through his chest.

A yelling little man courageously ran towards Klaus with a sharp blade but Klaus hurled his sword ending that life easily as well and leaving it poetically bleeding over the holy water stand.
As he reached the altar someone took him off guard by attacking him from the side, when the small knife cut through his shirt Klaus pursed his eyebrows touching the small bleeding wound, he looked at the man now shaking and attempting to run away, before he made it far Klaus flashed and snapped his neck dropping him on the stairs.

Klaus went back to the middle of the altar where the white coffin stood, he knelt in front of it and closed his eyes for a minute apologizing for the years it took him to get here.
When he stood and came closer his hands were suddenly shaking, he pushed the lid with such strength that it flew ending at the feet of the religious figure adorning this chapel but his eyes were slaves to his eternal bride and Klaus smiled upon the angelic image before him.

The blonde soft curls framed her face beautifully and although her ivory features were now grey she still was the most beautiful woman of them all and he had no choice but to lovingly stroke her cheek and lean over to kiss her cold lips.
Her hands were crossed over her chest but she was clutching the necklace he gave her on their wedding night.

Klaus smiled wider, propelling the tear dancing in his eye to fall down his cheek.
He gently raised her head a little and bit into his wrist leaving it against her lips when he was done, the blood slowly began to smear her dry lips and to drip inside her mouth as the lips parted slightly.

Klaus held his breath waiting for it, very slowly the skin began to lose the grey shade to it and the white-milk shade of her natural complexion started appearing.
There was a bigger motion of her lips and fangs scratched his skin before sinking into it and feeding with will.

When they parted his skin her lips blissfully whispered a name. "Niklaus…" she said with a big smile and opened her beautiful clear blue eyes to look at him.
"I'm here my love, to take you home." he swiftly scooped her into his arms pulling her out of the coffin.

She laced her arms around his neck and sighed against his skin, how she missed his smell.
Klaus held her closer to him, she would never leave his side again.

Caroline gripped the back of his neck as he carried her away. "Has the sun reached the sky yet?"
Klaus came out of the chapel where his army waited for them, they all bowed in respect and happy to see the queen they missed and loved.

He looked up to the first hints of dawn and smiled. "The day is only beginning now sweetheart."
The woman in the white flowing dress moaned happy and kissed his neck. "So you have kept your promise my king."

"And I promise that no one else will ever dare to harm you again Caroline."

Soundtrack:

How'm I supposed to die - Civil Twilight

Things we lost in the fire - Bastille

Seven nation army - The White Stripes