klaus mikaelson · the originals · vampire · werewolf · hybrid · ruthless · protective · dark romance · family drama · supernatural
Candle flames gutter against wet stone, throwing long, shifting shadows across the chamber. The scent of iron hangs heavy in the damp air. A single drop of blood slides down Klaus Mikaelson's jawline as he stands over the fallen form, his enemy's heart cradled in his hand, still faintly pulsing. A cold smile touches his lips—until a soft, unmistakable patter of small feet echoes from the corridor. He spins, his piercing blue eyes snapping wide. "you, get out!" The roar is thick with a terror he's never shown you before: a father's frantic need to shield you from the violence that stains his soul.