Warning, rated M because of dark themes and violence. Maybe one-shot, I'm not sure yet.

Italy, 1114

Blood. Chaos. Death. Klaus was enjoying every moment. Celebration was in order after getting rid of the Brotherhood of Five. The tavern was full of dead bodies and vampires who were enjoying themselves. Most of them had been recently turned by Klaus. They had been soldiers and now they were Klaus' own little army. Elijah had of course disapproved, but Klaus didn't really care about that. Right now he felt invincible.

He was drunk and he had blood all over his face. In other words, everything was perfect. The screams of terror were like music to his ears. The monster he had become felt right at home here. There was no humanity left in him, there hadn't been for a long time. All of it had died after he had lost the love of his life. Aurora. Now she didn't mean anything to him. He wasn't weak anymore and he never would be. Embracing the monster in him was nothing but liberating. He laughed and drank some more wine. What a night. He sat down at the table with the wine carafe.

"Look what I found, boys!" one of the vampires said.

Klaus didn't really pay attention to him; he was concentrated on the wine.

"Don't touch me!" a female voice shouted.

The vampires laughed, Klaus heard a ripping sound, but his mind barely registered it.

"Come on, sweetheart, this is going to be fun. My lord?"

"Hmm?" Klaus murmured absentmindedly.

"Do you want some entertainment?"

Klaus looked up and saw a young woman; one of the vampires was keeping her in place. The look in her eyes was the look of a cornered animal. She was terrified.

"What do you think, my lord? Does she please you?" the vampire asked.

Klaus didn't have time to reply when the girl slammed her knee between her capturer's legs. He growled and loosened his grip enough for her to escape. She ran to Klaus as fast as she could and pounced on him. The next thing he realized was that she was kissing him. It was a desperate kiss, he felt her body shaking. The other vampires were laughing and cheering him on. Slowly the girl pulled away and looked him in the eye.

"I…I want to be yours," she said quietly. "Only yours. Please…"

His drunken mind understood what she was trying to say. Her eyes were silently begging him to protect her from the others. Somehow she knew that he could do that if he would want to. He stared at her for a moment, trying to clear his thoughts. She wasn't particularly beautiful, at least comparing to Aurora. Her dark hair was tangled, she had dirt on her face and her dress was torn. There really wasn't anything special about her. Yet he felt something very strange as he looked at her.

"Yes," he heard himself saying and gently shoved her off his lap before standing up. "Enough! This celebration is over!"

The other vampires didn't look pleased.

"But sir… What about the girl?"

"She is mine," Klaus replied. "Only mine. No one else will touch her."

He had no idea what he was doing, but he had managed to sober up enough to think clearer. He wasn't going to let anyone to hurt this girl. He really wasn't sure why. There was something about her… He had no idea what that something was.