wrong face [falling off the edge of the world]
title: falling off the edge of the world: wrong face
characters: Stefan, Katherine, Klaus, Jenna, Marius&Étienne&witch (OCs)
pairings implied: Stefan/Katherine, Stefan/Klaus, Stefan/Elena, Damon/Katherine
rating: PG-13
word count: 670
summary: Stefan catches up with Katherine.
more of this universe - Klaus left Mystic Falls with Stefan and a newly turned Jenna and he enjoys breaking his new toys
“Damon would have found me in half the time,” Katherine smirks as she turns around to face Stefan and takes another sip from her drink. He looks different - somehow sharper, stronger, less of a slave to his morals, and the transformation makes Katherine’s skin prickle with want. But there’s irritation too - she had wanted to be the reason for his liberation, like she had be the reason for Damon’s, but she can smell Klaus all over Stefan now. When he sits it’s with a kind of muted violence she still feels too acutely in every muscle of her body, when he smirks he reminds her of Damon but there’s an edge to it that is entirely Klaus and it chills her blood, when Stefan speaks the words seem alien in his mouth.
“Would have or did?”
He picks up her drink from the counter and lifts it to his lips but before he could get a taste Katherine takes it out of his hand and downs the rest of it.
“Now what makes you think I would tell you if he did?”
“Because you know without my help you’d have to keep running for the rest of eternity,” Stefan says, toning down the new sharpness of his features and for a moment he almost looks like the first time Katherine set eyes on him. And she hates Klaus for giving her one more reason to want him dead - because Stefan was never a toy for him to break, that was always Katherine’s prerogative.
“So, how much longer till Klaus arrives?” she asks with forced lightness in her voice and notes with pleasure the faint air of annoyance in the way Stefan shifts on the barstool.
“And hour or two,” he says with an insincere smirk. Katherine smiles sweetly and orders two drinks. Then slowly sliding her palm against his thigh she says:
“Plenty of time.”
***
“We could still catch up with her,” Marius growls, his whole body tense with murderous rage but the simple, light weight of Klaus’ hand on his waist is enough to calm him.
Then Klaus turns his back on the rundown bar of the small town and slowly faces Stefan. He says nothing but Stefan’s mask of brave nonchalance seems to crumble nonetheless. He knows there will be hell to pay and once again Jenna wants to smack him. Even after Klaus walks away and Marius and Stefan set fire to the bar and the about two dozen drained corpses inside, Jenna lingers, watching the bright flames with Étienne and Klaus’ witch.
“Had anyone else let her run they’d be dead now,” the witch frowns.
“Katherine’s a few hundred years stronger,” Jenna shrugs, but doesn’t need the witch’s contemptuous look to tell her that Katherine’s escape has nothing to do with strength. It’s just easier to play the dumb, young vampire, it lets her get away with questions. “So how do you think she escaped?”
The witch and Étienne share a fleeting look that tells Jenna they both think the same. Then Étienne turns back to the flames and Jenna can see the bright light reflected in his eyes.
“I wonder how they feel,” he says in a chilling, distant voice. “Sharing one face… never quite knowing when they are themselves and when the other.”
His expression is stone-hard in the warm light of the fire and it’s only when the witch touches the small of his back that his features soften again and he takes his eyes off the fiery inferno. Jenna follows him with her eyes when he walks away, once again completely out of her depth, like always when it comes to this man.
But the witch’s voice pulls her attention back.
“Katherine is good at knowing other’s weaknesses. But Klaus is better,” she says with unsettling certainty in her voice and there’s a warning in her eyes when she looks at Jenna. “If Stefan pulls another stunt like this, he’ll have more than torture to face. Then we’ll be going after Elena.”
A/N: The first person to comment gets to choose the next prompt for this universe from this table.(you don't have to wait for me to confirm you're the first, if you see you are choose a new prompt immediately :D)
characters: Stefan, Katherine, Klaus, Jenna, Marius&Étienne&witch (OCs)
pairings implied: Stefan/Katherine, Stefan/Klaus, Stefan/Elena, Damon/Katherine
rating: PG-13
word count: 670
summary: Stefan catches up with Katherine.
more of this universe - Klaus left Mystic Falls with Stefan and a newly turned Jenna and he enjoys breaking his new toys
“Damon would have found me in half the time,” Katherine smirks as she turns around to face Stefan and takes another sip from her drink. He looks different - somehow sharper, stronger, less of a slave to his morals, and the transformation makes Katherine’s skin prickle with want. But there’s irritation too - she had wanted to be the reason for his liberation, like she had be the reason for Damon’s, but she can smell Klaus all over Stefan now. When he sits it’s with a kind of muted violence she still feels too acutely in every muscle of her body, when he smirks he reminds her of Damon but there’s an edge to it that is entirely Klaus and it chills her blood, when Stefan speaks the words seem alien in his mouth.
“Would have or did?”
He picks up her drink from the counter and lifts it to his lips but before he could get a taste Katherine takes it out of his hand and downs the rest of it.
“Now what makes you think I would tell you if he did?”
“Because you know without my help you’d have to keep running for the rest of eternity,” Stefan says, toning down the new sharpness of his features and for a moment he almost looks like the first time Katherine set eyes on him. And she hates Klaus for giving her one more reason to want him dead - because Stefan was never a toy for him to break, that was always Katherine’s prerogative.
“So, how much longer till Klaus arrives?” she asks with forced lightness in her voice and notes with pleasure the faint air of annoyance in the way Stefan shifts on the barstool.
“And hour or two,” he says with an insincere smirk. Katherine smiles sweetly and orders two drinks. Then slowly sliding her palm against his thigh she says:
“Plenty of time.”
***
“We could still catch up with her,” Marius growls, his whole body tense with murderous rage but the simple, light weight of Klaus’ hand on his waist is enough to calm him.
Then Klaus turns his back on the rundown bar of the small town and slowly faces Stefan. He says nothing but Stefan’s mask of brave nonchalance seems to crumble nonetheless. He knows there will be hell to pay and once again Jenna wants to smack him. Even after Klaus walks away and Marius and Stefan set fire to the bar and the about two dozen drained corpses inside, Jenna lingers, watching the bright flames with Étienne and Klaus’ witch.
“Had anyone else let her run they’d be dead now,” the witch frowns.
“Katherine’s a few hundred years stronger,” Jenna shrugs, but doesn’t need the witch’s contemptuous look to tell her that Katherine’s escape has nothing to do with strength. It’s just easier to play the dumb, young vampire, it lets her get away with questions. “So how do you think she escaped?”
The witch and Étienne share a fleeting look that tells Jenna they both think the same. Then Étienne turns back to the flames and Jenna can see the bright light reflected in his eyes.
“I wonder how they feel,” he says in a chilling, distant voice. “Sharing one face… never quite knowing when they are themselves and when the other.”
His expression is stone-hard in the warm light of the fire and it’s only when the witch touches the small of his back that his features soften again and he takes his eyes off the fiery inferno. Jenna follows him with her eyes when he walks away, once again completely out of her depth, like always when it comes to this man.
But the witch’s voice pulls her attention back.
“Katherine is good at knowing other’s weaknesses. But Klaus is better,” she says with unsettling certainty in her voice and there’s a warning in her eyes when she looks at Jenna. “If Stefan pulls another stunt like this, he’ll have more than torture to face. Then we’ll be going after Elena.”
A/N: The first person to comment gets to choose the next prompt for this universe from this table.(you don't have to wait for me to confirm you're the first, if you see you are choose a new prompt immediately :D)