The Destruction of The Hollow And Newfound Love

        It was a dismal night, as a human Katherine appeared. She realized that she was in Mystic Falls. That was good. Maybe she could save Klaus and Elijah quicker. She put the ascendant away. She then started walking, looking for them. She hoped she wasn’t too late. After all, despite the past, she didn’t want anything to happened to either of them. And it wasn’t because she knew that Klaus had a daughter. She cared about them both, despite the fact that they’d both hurt her at different occasions. They were the kind of people that you couldn’t stop caring about or loving, once you cared about or loved them. Not only that, but if they died, so did the few vampires she cared about.

        When she saw them on the ground, not far from a cement bench, she immediately rushed over to them. She was upset about seeing them like this, but she knew breaking down wouldn’t help, nor bring them back. She knew she could, though. She was descended from Travelers, after all. While she’d been in the prison world, she’d learned how to make her magic active. Plus, having to deal with witches for her entire vampiress life, she knew a few spells by heart. She knew exactly how to bring them back to life. She knew Klaus would most likely be the hardest one to bring back, since he was always so stubborn, so she decided that she’d start with him. She knew he’d also be angry with her for bringing him back, since she knew why he’d killed himself, but she didn’t care. She just wanted him back. Besides, she knew with her magic, she’d find a way to get The Hollow out of him and in some kind of prison.

        She knelt by Klaus’ side. She then pulled the White Oak stake out of him and set it on the ground, before resting her hands where his heart was. Then she began the spell by memory.

        A few minutes later, she stopped, seeing that the hybrid that she’d feared for 500 plus years and forgiven on her deathbed, was alive. That relieved her, but she knew she had one more job to do. She didn’t know how long they’d been like this, but she knew that he needed blood, as would Elijah. She knew Klaus had changed for the better, because of his daughter, Hope, so she assumed that she could trust Klaus.

        Since she didn’t have anything sharp or fangs anymore, she used the next best thing. She used the end of the White Oak stake to cut her wrist. Then she put it back down and put it to Klaus’ lips, making her blood go down his throat, knowing it would work best in waking him up. Plus, he also needed it to get his strength back.

        “Come on, Klaus. Drink. Come back to me. We may have never seen eye to eye, but I wouldn’t want you dead. Not anymore. I know you did it to keep others safe from The Hollow and get rid of it, but there’s always another way. You know that. Open your eyes. Don’t be stubborn. For once in your life, do what I tell you to do.”





        Klaus was in what appeared to be some dark woods, but it didn’t seem to be any place bad. It just seemed to be late evening. He’d been walking around for a while now, and was by a river, when he began to hear Katerina’s voice. It seemed far away until the place he’d ended up in began to disappear. Then her voice began to sound closer. That’s when he realized what was going on. She brought him back and was trying to get him to wake up. He also realized that she was feeding him. He didn’t know how she was alive, but it didn’t really matter. She wanted him back, and probably Elijah, too. And she always got what she wanted, although he’d never gotten the chance to see her human the second time around. This time though, he would. He didn’t want to come back, but only because he didn’t want to be used by The Hollow to hurt those he cared about.

        What felt like fifteen minutes later, he felt the familiar taste and drink from her, but let go after about ten minutes. Then he saw her and got up, as did she after he did.

        “What did you do, Katerina?” he inquired, irritated, but not quite angry at her. He knew she always had a reason. He also knew how much she would always care about Elijah. The question was if Elijah still loved her back after Hayley.

        “I had to bring you back. I don’t know what I’d do without either of you. Besides, I forgave you on my deathbed. Despite what Stefan thought on my deathbed, Damon was right. It was my fault. It took me being human and dying to learn to take responsibility.”

        “Well, thank you for everything you’ve done then. And for your forgiveness. How are you alive though, Katerina? You’re supposed to be dead.”

        “When I died, I ended up in a prison world. I just escaped it tonight.”

        “And how did you bring me back?” he wanted to know.

        “I’m descended from Travelers, so I used my magic. Enough about me, though. I need to bring Elijah back.”

        “If you’re going to do that, you should know what happened. He may be harder to bring back. He thinks it’s his fault that Hayley’s dead, but I was there. She killed herself and Greta, a vampire, to save Hope. Elijah didn’t do anything to save her, because his memories were gone. He may not want to come back. Not even for you. All he wants is to be with her. I haven’t seen him like this since Celeste, a New Orleans former most powerful witch,” he informed her.

        “Then you’re right,” she agreed. “He will be difficult to bring back. I just hope he won’t fight me too much,” she replied to the hybrid. She then knelt by Elijah and pulled the piece of White Oak out of her ex. Then she did the same that she had with Klaus.

        “Come on, Elijah. Come back to me,” she said.





        Elijah was in some dark woods. He saw Hayley at a campfire, hanging around with her pack, and he was about to join her, when he stopped. He could hear a faint voice. It was Katerina. She was asking him to go back. He was torn, though. He loved Hayley, but if she needed him, he would always be there for Katerina. And deep down, he would always love Katerina, even as he loved Hayley.

        After a few minutes, he finally made his decision. He followed the sound of Katerina’s voice, turning away his opportunity to be reunited with Hayley.





        When Elijah came back to the living world, he felt the familiar sensation and drank. After a few minutes though, he stopped. Then he saw Katerina.

        He sat up and she helped him.

        “Katerina,” he greeted.

        “I know you wanted to be with Hayley, but you don’t get to do that. Besides, it’s not your fault. You didn’t have your memories at the time. Besides, I don’t want either of you dead. Welcome back,” she replied, and got to her feet, in which he did as well.

        Klaus stood a little ways behind her. There wasn’t much to say. She’d brought them back. Elijah just had to learn to move on and live.

        “Thank you, Katerina,” was all Elijah could say.

        Klaus and Kat watched, as Elijah left. Then Kat looked at Klaus.

        “I think he’ll be fine in time. He just needs time and space. Now, I need to rest. Bringing two Originals back, and feeding you two, takes a lot.”

        Klaus understood and suggested, “How about I get you to the compound.”

        She gave a smile.

        “I’d like that. Thanks.”

        Suddenly, everything began to go black.

        “Katerina,” Klaus said, instantly at her side, and caught her from hitting the ground. He then gently pulled her into his arms and blurred to the compound. He knew between feeding them and resurrecting them, it had taken its toll on her.





        Klaus entered the compound and went to the table that wasn’t far from the stairs, laying her gently down on it.

        “Freya!” he called. He couldn’t do much for her, but Freya could help her, and Rebekah could help save her. He knew she wasn’t doing well. He could hear her slow heart and shallow breathing and could see how pale she was from blood loss. And for some reason, he didn’t want her to die. "Stay with me, Katerina.”

        Freya rushed down the stairs, only to see Klaus with Katherine, whom she’d known off and on throughout the centuries. Recognizing her, she rushed over.

        “What happened?”

        “She resurrected and fed us. She’s lost a lot of blood,” he summarized.

        “She needs a blood transfusion then. We need Rebekah.”

        Freya healed her wrist. Then Rebekah came home.

        “Bloody hell?”

        Klaus looked at her. He knew how much his youngest sister despised Katerina, but she was the only one that could save her. No one else knew how to do a blood transfusion.

        “Rebekah, she needs a blood transfusion. She’s lost a lot of blood. We owe her. She brought us back. Please, sister.”

        Rebekah was shocked at the news for a few minutes, before saying, “Fine. Get her upstairs.”

        Klaus did as told, gently picking her up in his arms and blurring upstairs. He then layed her down in his bed.

        While Klaus did his part, Rebekah got what was needed. She then entered her least favorite brother’s room and sat by the human, as she put an ivy in her and then began the blood transfusion, which finished an hour later.

        Afterward, she unhooked her from everything and threw the empty blood bag away. She then told the hybrid, “She should be fine. If you need anything else, don’t ask. That was the only time I’m helping her.” She then left.

        Klaus sat on her bedside, a hand on hers, his other one on the side of her face, waiting for her to wake up. It relieved him that she’d be okay now. She wouldn’t be dying anytime soon.





        When Kat woke up, she saw in bed, Klaus on her bedside, with a hand on hers. She realized that Klaus had brought her to the compound and had gotten her saved. She also realized that he didn’t want anything to happen to her. He cared now, which was strange for them both. They’d never cared for one another before.

        “Feeling better, luv?” he inquired.

        “Yes. Thanks. You saved my life.”

        She gave a smile, and he smiled back.

        “You’re welcome, luv. Anything for you. Besides, I owe you after what you did for us.”

        “Well, we’re not the same people we once were,” she replied. She then added, “I think tomorrow we should start finding out how to get The Hollow into a prison. There has to be a way.”

        “I couldn’t agree more, luv,” he agreed with her.





        The next day, after getting to meet Hope, she worked with Hope and Freya to try and find a way to lock The Hollow up permanently forever, since destroying it wasn’t possible without killing someone.





        Meanwhile, Klaus wasn’t in his right mind, his eyes glowing blue. He was in the New Orleans streets, about to approach someone. The Hollow was showing him Hope, knowing she was the one person he couldn’t lose. It was preying on his weaknesses, trying to break him; Make him into the monster everyone knew he was capable of being.

        “No,” he said, trying to fight it.

        “Yes. I can make you see whatever I want you to. I can make you do whatever I want you to do,” Hope’s image replied. Then it changed to his other weakness. Caroline. Then it said, “Come on. Aren’t you tired of playing the hero? I know what you’re capable of. I know you can be a monster when you put your mind to it. Don’t you want to be that version again? Don’t you want to feel that power again? See your victims and enemies fall? Be triumphant and enjoy their demise?”

        The Original hybrid pinned who now looked like Katerina, to an alley wall.

        “I won’t let you manipulate me,” he growled at The Hollow, as it changed its image to Cami.

        “I’m only reminding you who you really are. Stop letting everyone tell you to be good. Let your demons control you like they used to. Be the fearless monster.” It then turned into Mikael’s image. “Be the abomination you’ve always been.”





        After finding a way to dispose of The Hollow, Kat left the compound to find Klaus, hoping he hadn’t done any damage in the streets.





        When she found her former enemy, he’d fed on a few people viciously. The Hollow was clearly beginning to get the upper hand. It was still influencing him, too. She knew it, when he pinned her to an alley wall and bit into the side of her neck.

        “Klaus, it’s me. It’s just me,” she informed, not fighting him, since she knew it was futile.

        After a few minutes, he suddenly realized what he’d both done and almost done. Realizing that, he let go and stepped back.

        “Katerina,” he stated, his face back to normal, but knowing that there wasn’t any way to make up for something like this.

        “It’s okay. You weren’t in control,” she assured him.

        He looked at her with a face that said, ‘what have I done?’

        “That doesn’t make it okay. I shouldn’t have,” he replied.

        “All that matters is that you snapped out of it and stopped. There’s no need for apologies. Besides, we found a way to get The Hollow into a prison, where it’ll never be able to get out again. Let’s go home,” Kat replied and informed him.

        He didn’t agree that there was no need for apologies, but he did go back to the compound with her. He was more than ready to get The Hollow out of himself. He wanted it away from Hope, too. She was his little girl, teenager or not. He’d die for her.





        Once home, and after Rebekah had taken care of Katherine’s neck wound, Klaus stood in a circle as Kat, Freya, and Hope did a spell, which sent it to a created prison world. It worked, so Klaus was himself again.





        Later that night, she and Klaus were in his room. After all that former hate they’d had, as well as after they’d saved and helped each other, they’d more than grown on one another. They’d realized that this was much more. They loved each other. And so, knowing that, they turned to a brand new, fresh page, and began to make out.