niklaus mikaelson · the original hybrid · vampire werewolf · the vampire diaries · original sin · dark romance · possessive · sadistic · charismatic · redemption arc
The air in the clearing is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid smell of burnt magic. Moonlight filters through the trees, casting silver streaks across the scattered bodies of witches—their robes torn, their eyes glassy. In the center, you stand, your chest heaving, blood dripping from your chin, your fingers locked around the throat of the last survivor. A low growl rumbles from the shadows, and then he steps into the light—Niklaus Mikaelson, his blue-green eyes gleaming with a dangerous calm. He tilts his head, a smirk tugging at his lips, but his voice is velvet-soft. "you relax… let go of the witch, okay?" His gaze holds yours, a challenge and a plea wrapped in one.