we're brothers—always and forever

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"You're desperate to be part of this family, aren't you? All of your mischief was just attempts for attention. You know, the truth is, Kol, you're right to feel slighted. I mean that. You're right. But, perhaps there's still time to make it up to you."

- Klaus to Kol

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Klaus, even though he would never admit it, felt his chest ache as his brother cried out in pain. He had never moved so fast in his life, even with inhuman speed, and he was halfway down the street when he heard Kol yell out. He had never heard his youngest brother in so much pain before, and it reminded him of when he used to carry Kol home whenever he tripped over, always getting himself into trouble, even from a young age. His ears caught every order Elena yelled to her brother, who was, no doubt, armed with vervain and weapons. He knew that his brother thought that he was in on their plain to kill Kol, and that hurt more than Klaus would like to admit.

Your obsession to find the cure clearly trumps any sibling loyalty you once felt.

He swallowed thickly, storming up the steps to the Gilbert home, growling protectively as Kol tried to fight off the young hunter, along with his sister, who was still yelling at her brother to help her. He tried to get into the house to sneak up behind the hunter, but before he could, the invisible barrier stopped him, causing Klaus to bounce off of it. Unable to hear the hybrid during their fight, he was forced to watch as his brother continued to attempt to gain the upper hand. Elena wounded Kol with a cleaver, sliding it deeper inside of him as Jeremy sprayed him with what seemed to be vervain water.

Angry Klaus stepped forward again, as if he were trying to break through the invisible barrier. That was when it hit him that the doppelganger had set a trap for his brother, Kol wouldn't have gotten inside unless they had invited him in. This only furthered his rage, and as they continued to fight Kol, he caught sight of the white oak stake inside of his jacket.

He mumbled to himself, suddenly remembering that his brother had threatened Rebekah with it earlier."No."

"JEREMY NOW!"

Realizing that Elena had also saw the stake, Klaus, once again, failed to enter the house. Knowing he had to act fast, he tried to think of a way to save his brother. Kol screamed, helpless and alone, making Klaus feeling protective of his youngest brother, seeing him as the little boy who used to cling to him whenever they went. Jeremy, seeing what his sister was looking at reached into Kol's jacket, and Klaus shook his head, growling. The hunter was just about to curl his fingers around the only weapon that could kill his family, something that he had no power over. His brother was seconds to being permanently dead, he was close to losing another member of his family, Klaus felt tears sting his eyes as he imagined not scolding his brother for mocking their sister or Kol's cheeky remarks whenever he found his hybrid brother painting.

He was his brother.

He was family, no matter what.

The only person who hurt Klaus' family was him. He was the only person who punished Kol, on his terms, his brother wasn't going to die at the hands of somebody else.

"NO!"

For the first time in years, Klaus panicked, feeling control and his brothers' life slipping a way. He acted quickly, moving as fast as he could across the road, tearing a piece of wood off of the fence, and flashed back up to the porch then took a step back. He saw Kol struggling, eyes widening fearfully as Jeremy grabbed the stake as Elena tried to keep the Original still. His brother was rarely scared, and it surprised Klaus. Klaus narrowed his blue eyes, and he raised his arm then threw the wood Elena's way, using all the strength he had. He wanted her to be in as much pain as his brother was, wanted her to remember who she was daring to threaten. It went through Elena's chest, inches from her heart, causing the doppelganger to fall to her knees. The baby vampire couched, trying to pull the stake out but couldn't bring herself to move, terrified that the wood would move closer to her heart. Klaus grinned in satisfaction when Kol stopped crying out in agony.

"Elena!"

Jeremy went to help his sister, but was torn between her and killing Kol for good. Klaus snarled as the young Gilbert met his gaze, a determined look in his eyes. Elena looked up at Klaus, holding her hand to her wound, the wood still sticking out of her. But he saw some sort of smug glimmer in her eyes, as if she knew that he was helpless, and he flashed his fangs.

"Jeremy! Kill him, we have to."

Her weak order made Jeremy act. Klaus watched in horror as the Gilbert brother went to stake his brother, to end his life for good, and he shook his head. Kol, who began to heal from the vervain attacked acted quickly when he realized that his brother was there, trying his hardest to save his life. His brother didn't want him dead, Klaus hadn't had a helping hand on the attack. Kol grabbed a knife from the rack next to the sink, knowing that he couldn't kill Jeremy. He got a hold of the wrist that held the stake after throwing the knife to his right hand, then stabbed Jeremy in the stomach, shoving him backwards so that he had room to move away from the sink. The hand that held Jeremy's wrist twisted harshly, breaking it and before the hunter could act once more, he pulled the knife out of him, and stabbed him once more.

"Leave him alone!" Elena demanded, still on the ground, unable to act on her words.

Klaus let out a sigh of relief as his brother re-gained his composure, releasing a growl of anger and humiliation at two youngsters attacking him. He had always enjoyed being powerful, never failed to remind every supernatural creature he passed of who he and his family was. That was why he had taken advantage of Klaus' order to be-friend Jeremy in Denver, knowing that Damon wouldn't be far behind. Jeremy groaned as the Original brother fought back, gaining the upper hand. The hybrid felt the knot in his stomach disappear and watched in interest as Kol grabbed tight hold of the injured hunters neck, lifting him into the air with ease. He still tried to defend himself, attempting to dislodge himself from Kol's grip, but found himself backed against the wall. Kol, now healed completely, used his now free hand to take back the stake.

"I'll be back for that arm, darling."

Before Jeremy could process his words, he punched the Gilbert across the face, sending him flying to the floor. He pocketed the stake and began to leave the house when he came across a wounded Elena still laying on the floor, brown eyes full of tears as she stared at her injured brother.

"Wh-What did you do to him?!"

Kol leaned down, smirking somewhat sweetly but Elena could see the anger and sadistic sparkling in his eyes. He reached over and slowly pulled the wood that was inside of her. Knowing that he was doing it on purpose, she thrashed around in pain, shaking her head, sure that he was going to stab her inches near the wound, which was her heart. He didn't, just stood back up, tossing the stake aside and before Elena could jump up, he held her down with his foot. Klaus sighed, his worry gone as he saw that his brother was okay, but knew that he wasn't finished either. He leaned against the invisible barrier, crossing his arms.

"Kol, time to go. We'll gather Elijah and Rebekah then come back later for revenge after finding a witch to remove this barrier. I'm sure even our noble brother will want revenge for this."

Elena snapped her head in Klaus' direction, knowing the meaning behind his words."Yo-You kill us, you'll never get to the cure. You'll never be able to make any more hybrids."

Klaus' jaw clenched and he stood straight. Elena sounded smug once again, as if her words had any meaning to him anymore. He had just been forced to watch his brother have a close encounter with permanent death and she still thought that he wanted her running around for a moment more. Kol looked up too, a now bitter smile on his face as Elena mentioned his brothers precious hybrids, sure that he was going to brush the trap to kill him aside as if it were nothing. Klaus pointed to himself his eyes turning amber for a second as he growled at the doppelganger, wishing that he had an invitation.

"You really think I care for an instant about my bloody hybrids? I want the cure so I can destroy it. I would've killed you all the second we dug it up, but now I'm just gonna watch you slowly die as my sister tears you apart. Then, Kol is going to cut off Jeremy's arm before he has his revenge. After that, i'll burn all your friends in this house. I just need to call in one of my witches to break this bloody barrier."

"You can't do that. Bo-Bonnie will stop you both!"

Kol chuckled once again, hovering over Elena."Compared to the witches I have at my hand, she's nothing."

Elena screamed in pain as Kol sprayed her with the vervain water that he had been forced to endure, grinning like he was a child in a candy store as she sobbed. Kol's expression slightly softened, nodding at his brother, before he snarled at Elena.

"Enough, Kol. We need to find Rebekah then contact Elijah. He will want to hear this before he defends his precious Elena."

His brother glanced down at Elena once more, and Klaus called out, a smile in his voice but still a tone of authority."...now, Kol!"

Kol pouted slightly before chuckling, sauntering over to the door. He joined his brother on the porch, narrowing his dark eyes when he saw the tears in his clothes. His lip curled up in distaste as the smell of vervain hit his senses, and he clutched the white oak stake in his hands, hesitating before he handed it over to his hybrid brother then made his way down the steps and to the pavement. Klaus stared at the wood and then glanced back at Elena, who was now leaning over her unconscious brother, shaking him.

Unable to help himself, Klaus spoke up."Don't get too comfy, love. We'll be back soon and don't even think about attempting to flee, i'll find you."

Klaus sped down the stairs and caught up with his brother, who was purposely waiting for him as he walked down the road slowly. He didn't say anything but Klaus knew that Kol wanted to hear that he cared about him, despite all their fighting because his brother, out of all their siblings, was more like him. He wanted Klaus to react to his troublesome ways, to scold him, to argue with him because at least that showed that his hybrid brother still cared about his existence. If Klaus didn't react to him it meant what Kol secretly feared, that his brother considered him nothing but a burden who, when became too much to handle, he daggered. He resented his family because they, in Kol's mind, didn't pay him the attention they did one another, they didn't listen to him, even when he knew that he was right, and cared more about doppelgangers, hybrids than they did their own brother.

They stayed silent, neither willing to start conversation because truthfully, they were both too stubborn. Klaus sighed, rolling his eyes before he said."I know that you have been in contact with your witch friends, Kol. Do you think that they could break that bloody barrier that stops me getting into the Gilbert house while stopping that Bennett witch?"

Kol, who was a few steps in front of him stopped walking. He stayed still for a moment before turning around, and even though his brother didn't want to, Klaus could see the surprise in his eyes. He had thought that Klaus had been lying, that he just wanted to scare the Gilbert family so that they wouldn't try and attack them again. They stood in silence for a second, Kol knowing that this was Klaus' way of apologizing to him for not stopping the trap somehow. They weren't as close as they used to be, and had hurt eachother more times than they could count, but would still tear cities apart if something lethel happened to the other.

The youngest Mikaelson brother nodded, a familiar smirk crawling onto his handsome face before he took out his mobile."I just have to make some calls and they'll be here within a few hours, something else I like about this century, communication sure has improved."

"Not when Bekah sends you pictures of her shopping trips. How can one girl have so many pairs of bloody shoes."

"She doesn't wear most of them, Nik...she throws them while you're trying to have some harmless fun with her cheerleading friends."

While Kol made a fast call to his contacts, the hybrid sent a text to Elijah, ordering him to come to the town as soon as possible, adding that it was an emergency, knowing that would get his older brothers attention. Klaus then messaged Rebekah quickly, telling her to leave Stefan and that she had to meet him and Kol soon at their home. He put his mobile back into his pocket and patted his brother on the back, matching sadistic grins on their faces.

"Kol?"

The vampire in question, who had been imagining what he would do to Damon when he got his hands on a baseball bat, looked at his brother. His blue eyes had darkened, clearly imagining something similar to what his brother had been thinking about. He studied the Gilbert house, memories of he and his brother making their family name known when they first became vampires running through his mind.

"How about we show them what a Mikaelson Massacre truly looks like? Just like old times, brother."

I know that this isn't really good, it was written at 4am, but I really couldn't get the idea out of my head. I was on a TVD marathon, and even though I always refuse to watch the heartbreaking scene where Kol dies, I couldn't help myself. I didn't mean to write this, and I don't know where it came from, but I hope that you find some enjoyment out of it.

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