On The Edge Of Madness

Klaus mikaelson fanfiction

Kalus X OC

Elijah X OC

Warnings : hurt/comfort

Link for other parts is below

The truth : when the stories about misery are being told.

-“ I chose to be your anchor now and for good”

A small sentence of her made his world upside down, actually, the world of them both was not going to be the same anymore.

Before his paranoid self can talk, she got his hands on her head letting him go deep down through her mind.

Time passed and neither of them knew how long they were setting like there, it only came to an end when his hands dropped shakily to his sides and a tear escaped his eye.

-“ That can’t be possible..” he mumbled with grief in his voice while his forehead was resting against hers

-“ You need to have some rest first and then we can talk about whatever you want. “ she said trying to end the moment of consolation they had

-“ No! “ his rage was the one to take the control

-“ I need answers. I need you to talk to me every single detail with your own mouth, I want to hear the truth coming out of your own lips. What I have saw is a lot to be believed even by a thousand years hybrid as me. “

His temper mood was up on the surface for the first time since he got there. Somehow she wasn’t scared or annoyed by it, she understood that the truth was a lot for him.

-“ Let me take you to the room, help you lying in bed and we call Elijah and then I will tell you the whole of everything. “

She soothed him again and he wasn’t in position to refuse what she offered him. With his limby figure leaning on her , he made his was to her room and was putted to her own bed.

-“ So, now we will start from the beginning. The story of all of this begins with a witch that you brother might be able to remember. A witch named Rosalie. She was saved by Elijah mikealson and she was loved by him.

At some point when her presence became a threat to her lover she decided to quit his life and that exactly what she did, but she never forgot about him.

Her body wasn’t touched by any other man, she lived as his until she was dead. She thought about a gift she could offer him , something that would remain by his side for the life time and after a long search she found the Meth Of The Anchor.”

Mercy stopped taking a deep breath as the next part of the story was the heaviest. Klaus avoided looking at her so she won’t be able to see his tears.

“ The Anchor, grows up as normal person but somehow having immunity to all supernaturals except the chosen one. The one she/he is involved emotionally with.

When The Anchor meets the chosen everything gets different, she/he won’t age and won’t be affected by any supernatural activity that cause her/him harm , but still every trifle thing that might take a human life would be a real threat.

The Anchor dies with the chosen , but still can die first. According to how strong the bond between The Anchor and the chosen the after life of The Anchor will be determined.

The Dark Paradise isn’t a meth as well. This is a real place monsters can’t reach until their Anchors gets them there.

A creation of Anchor isn’t easy, only god knows how much Rosalie suffered in the last 150 years to get me inside a womb of a woman belongs to her blood line. But then I grew up and I was a failure in every single aspect she wished me to be prefect at !! “

At this time Mercy went silent for a second and Klaus mumbled with clear anger “ Because I was your chosen..”

Mercy sighed and then continued..

“ Not just because of that. I was raised in a family with a lot of problems around. Parents who are busy all the time, grandparents who need help and care all of the time.

A family that will always blame you for who you are, for the numbers scale will show you giving you extra information about your body, A family who would blame you for being consumed - mentally and physically- by them.

I knew her as my aunt and she wasn’t helping a lot. It was like a war who has the right to tell me what to do and who is telling the best thing to be done !!

It was living hell. Since then I have a lot of problems

- emotionally and physically- but I was kind of accepted before I know about this all stuff.

Rosalie had this room filled with all historical stuff you can imagine and she got me in when I was 14 years old. Giving me a directory about the Mikaelson family.

She waited for me to be actives like every spell she made in her life , I was activated but not in the same way she wished me to. I read a lot and every time I do I am just attracted to you, having visions about you and making connection with you.

She got very angry and made me feel like I am useless, worthless and just crap and it lasted until I was 17 then I left the country with my parents for a one year. When I came back she told me that I have one last chance to make this up for her and I really had no choice.

By that time I really had nothing more to lose and I never believed that I am going to be loved by you or any other man in the world. I was the broken piece and I really wanted the guilt to fade away so I agreed to what she offered me.

It was the last spell to be made by her, she died for this. I wake up the next morning as pregnant and one month later I gave birth to a small body which grow over the months to be a twin of me.

But this baby-twin I gave birth to two years ago is in endless sleep. She won’t wake up until she is touched by Elijah , the man she is meant to be with.

I never searched for any of you. I didn’t want you to suffer from this and when I saw you days ago I really didn’t manage to get you through all of this, but when you said that my blood tasted different I was afraid that it might affect you in the future somehow as a side effect of activation of my relationship to you and I..”

Mercy lost herself at this point, she was trying so hard not to cry. Klaus gripped her neck in one movement and for the next minute he was sharing his breath with her.

He knows that she is afraid of men, afraid of being loved and terrified of being herself, of being left alone in this world once more because she isn’t enough.

She didn’t do anything as she was surprised, but then she held him closer as well. Her hands on his neck and her fingers through his hair..

Then she pulled away breathless, Klaus still having his hand around her neck and looking directly to her eyes questioning her suddenly act.

-“ You really don’t have to do this..”

Mercy cared for him long time ago before he was able to know her. She didn’t want to be a burden and she didn’t know what kind of side effect her relationship might happen to him.

-“ believe me when I say that I am doing this with my Own Will. I will not stop until you are mine. Elijah will be here in a couple of hours and both of you and the twin will come with us. I have never believed in fate,Mercy. But after what I have experienced in the last few days and after what we have shared I can say that is what meant to be. “

His steady and strong tone, looks betraying no emotion and his gentle yet strong touch. She felt reassured and that she deserves to be loved.

Mercy rubbed his face softly placing a kiss on his check, neck and shoulder. With one hand on his chest she got him back resting, they both looked at one another for a long while before her voice cut the silence again..

-“ Get some sleep, you will need your energy when Elijah is here. I will cook you something while you have some rest.”

She offered with a kind smile on her face before she managed to take her hand - which Klaus was holding tightly- back to herself.

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It wasn’t long until Mercy heard the doorbell ring so she harried to meet Elijah.

She took a deep breath and with a nervous move she opened the door to be faced by the gentleman himself.

-“ Hello, gentleman. Please come in “

Mercy was able to see that Elijah had a lot of questions in his mind , that was obvious from the way he acted. He was silent and spent the first few moments in procepting every detail with deep doubt and concern.

-“ Klaus is upstairs and he will tell you everything.” She cut his rope of thoughts

-“ Thank you , lady.” And that was the normal Elijah, the gentleman.

###

It was an hour since Elijah went to see Klaus and Mercy wasn’t able to wait anymore. She got the food she prepared for Klaus and went up in slow steps until she reached the room to find them totally silent.

-“ Is everything ok ?! “ Merch asked putting the food beside Klaus on the bed

Elijah was wiping his face and Mercy assumed that he was crying.

-“ I want to see her..” he finally answered her

-“ Sure you will. Can you come with me please?! “ Elijah gave her a look of appreciation for being so cooperative , polite and for all sacrifices she made for a family of monsters.

She opened a door at the end of the hallway and there the twin was. Elijah approached to her carefully, observing her.

-“ She looks exactly like you..” Elijah mumbled in surprise

-“ Yeah! Hope that won’t be her curse..” that was supposed to be a joke but the sadness in her voice destroyed the plan.

-“ What should I do for her to wake ?! “ he asked ignoring what Mercy said , or to be fair , he was too busy to listen to her.

-“ Feed on her. For the last two years her body grew , but her soul was trapped waiting for you to set it free. I am sure that she is kind of reincarnation of Rosalie soul. I spent the nights reading for her about you, so I am sure that she is waiting. I don’t know what’s in her mind, but she will recognize you anyway.. and from there you can help her adapt to what life you are going to give her..”

Mercy said with a small smile and mixed feelings. One of them was relief, of course, but there were a bit of fear and sadness as well.

-“ Does she have a name ?! “ Mercy loved that about Elijah, his unshown obsession with details. He is the gentleman always and forever

-“ Well, since I was the one who gave birth to her so I gave myself that right. I call her Grace. I want her to be your grace always and forever and I wish you both can find peace and happiness whatever that soul inside her belongs to Rosalie or not. Anyway, a part of me is in her, I gave her life and I can assure you that part will love you forever.”

Mercy controlled her tears hardly and left them quickly to get back beside Klaus.

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-“ I see that you ate it all..” Mercy said after she gathered herself back.

-“ Well, it is delicious and I need my strength.” He said with a smirk

-“ Ok, let me see your wounds “ she approached him to do what she said carefully.

-“ You need to feed on me again. It looks like it was so powerful poison..” she said with furrowed eyebrows as she continued her job

-“ Elijah brought me a blood bag , so you don’t need to worry about it.” He said a little bit angry at the thought of hurting her again.

-“ I am afraid that this is not a choice. The cure is in my blood. This is one among a lot of things that Anchor can do. You are poisoned then my blood is the cure , you are hurt then I scream out of pain and I share it with you no matter how far I am. You need to see me then a ghost of me will show up at any corner you wish. “

she whispered kindly while rubbing his face.

-“ So you have to suffer every time I do. What about me ?! Will I be able to feel when there is something wrong with you ?!

He asked nearly in tears..

-“ Well, it depends. As long as we didn’t go through the ritual it is just one sided thing, but if we do then you get the tattoo and we don’t know what will happen. I guess the book will say that it is all about emotions, it says that at a lot of parts. “

she explained while she were tidying up something’s around the room to escape his gazes.

-” What kind of ritual, love ? What book ?! You think you can be more specific.” His temper mood started to kick out again

-“ A book that Rosalie left as guide for us and it contains the ritual which is needed to make this two sided thing. Like a supernatural marriage with great facilities for both partners, but lots of things remained untold because we are the first of our kind and most of what was written is theoretical. “

Mercy sighed tiredly while she got back beside him, getting her hand behind his neck to raise his head.

-“ You need to feed, Klaus. “ she messaged his neck gently

He pressed his nose against her soft and warm skin, her smell was driving him crazy. Again he couldn’t fight it and there he was, his fangs digging deep down her neck.

She gasped at first then she got her hand on his neck reassuring him and preventing him from a possible stop that he may make for the sake of her. Soon it was over and he got himself back to bed.

It was like a guilty pleasure, he hated that he has to do this to her and for the first time in along time he was ashamed. Yet he promised himself that he is going to make this as two sided thing and when there is no need he won’t definitely feed on her again.

She got a towel and cleaned his mouth then she kissed his check.

-“ Have some sleep now, when Elijah is over I will wake you up.” She was going to leave but then he got her down beside him

-“ From now on you cannot leave my side , love. You haven’t slept in days. Elijah is here now and he is going to take care of the twin. So, now have some rest and lay beside me in peace. “

Mercy liked the soft side of Klaus so much than she thought she would. And now the story was on the run.

KlausxOC fanfiction

Warnings : hurt/comfort, rated T just in case ( the link of part one is added)

Unfamiliar but still comfortable and peaceful in away he never managed to feel in the thousand years he lived on this earth.

A beautiful smell coming from the candles she placed on the table beside him, the fireplace made did its role perfectly and the temperature for him was more than fine. He felt her all the night , placing that towel over his forehead and chest. The sound of music she chose mixed with the sound of hummingbird in her chest called heart..

It was heaven. Or maybe just an illusion of it

He never thought of something like that, he never felt that he deserved such kind of care. And again he started to question

*Why*

-“ Who are you ?! “ he asked. His voice faint and weak like it came from the other side of the world.

She looked at him putting the towel away, her hands are numb and bones ached from the continuous movement she had been doing since the night fall.

-“ It is dawn already and you didn’t seem like you have slept.”

This time his voice was soft, maybe it was because of the poison and maybe he just wanted to show her that side of himself.

-“ you opened your eyes seconds ago and you have a lot of objections already ?! “ Mercy said with a smile and her eyes showed affection and concern

-“ Who are you ? Why are you helping a monster ?! “

He tried to get up , she placed her hand gently on his chest getting him back to the rest mode and the strangest thing was that he obeyed. He didn’t fight her actions and for once he gave up the * Alpha Male * role

-“ My dearest king , I am afraid to tell you that all monsters are just humans. I have my own eyes and my own heart, to be telling the truth I don’t care about what you see in the mirror and I don’t care about what people say.

I do what I am good at and I will keep doing it no matter what.At this particular moment you can assume that all your sins are laying in the past.

Think of me as you wish. A slave , a stupid girl or even a monster in a suit of saint..”

Mercy talked about herself with a cracked and broken tone, he could feel how much she hated herself and how many times she had been fails - by those called lovers- so that she reached that stage.

The way she called him king and the way she called herself a slave. Every detail in that place left him a headache caused by overthinking and yet he wasn’t able to define a clear thought or feeling that he might take an action upon it.

-“ All monsters are humans..” he whispered and repeated softly after her and then he made clear and deep eye connection with her

-“ What’s your name? “

he needed to know. For him she felt like an outstanding artwork that he never dreamt of having it. She has something more than a pretty face, she has a tortured - shattered- broken soul and she did a great work gathering its pieces up to be whatever creature kneeling beside him.

-“Mercy..”

she broke the eye connection with him. Her voice is vivid like she was ashamed of herself, like the name was too great to be hers. She never felt enough and she never believed the goodness in her and it was a normal thing since she only got the blames no matter how hard she tried to do the right thing.

On seeing her name, the gaze he gave her betrayed no emotion and he kept his deep looks at her for couple of minutes until her voice broke the wall of his amazement.

-“ By the night fall I promise everything will be better..”

Again, the soft - broken - tone in her voice was like a dagger going deeper in his heart every time she talked , a dagger he has no intent to take it out anytime sooner.

-“ Your heart..” his phrase stopped her and then she cut his words

-“ I am sorry ! I know it is too loud for you and as you are sick all your highlights senses are becoming very painful at particular moment, but I really have no choice. I promise, by the night fall I will fix all things up..”

With a desolation tone she had in her voice for being herself, he decided to cut the carp for good and to follow his heart for one - maybe last- time.

-“ Why is it like that ?! If you aren’t afraid of me, then why?

Sometimes there is a beat missing , normal hearts don’t do that..”

he showed concern as well and it was one of his ways to love and to pay back.

-“ I have a small problem, for now it is not dangerous. But in the long run we don’t know what surprises life is hiding for us. At night it will temporarily fixed and I will be able to give you my blood with my safety concerned.”

Mercy reassured him and she was going to continue her path to the kitchen thinking that he got enough of this controversial talk.

-“ I am a thousand years old hybrid. I have a sense of control”

He objected again. He only needed to show her that he meant no harm, that he is worthy of the trust she gave him.

She knelt down beside him again, looking at him in such deep and fathomless way that he felt electricity going through his own heart.

-“ I see the manners you showed me. You didn’t hurt me and I trust you. Stop thinking, it is just I did what I needed to do. If there is a price , I will be the one paying it. There are things in my life that you don’t need to know, it will only cause you to suffer and you are already suffering enough. You can think of this as fate , coincidence or just a simple choice. I am going to be fine..

For now, what about me telling you a story?! You need to get your mind off the pain so you can get back to sleep..”

She offered kindly, her handed hanged in the air for a moment before she gathered her courage and placed it on his hair stroking it softly. A moan skipped his lips announcing how much he loved her touch..

-“ Your hands are so cold…” he mumbled. On feeling her hands making its way to his neck massaging and placing it on her knee, he closed his eyes surrendering to her touch.

-“ I will tell you a story of the Dark paradise: where monsters reach there safe heaven. “

He cut her again with another objection of his that started to be such an annoying thing.

-“ There is no such a thing , love. It is just your imagination.”

He smiles for the first time and god only knows how much she loved his smile. She would just refuse to say that out loud..

-“ Once upon time , in era that you have never lived in and a place that vanished before you were born. There was a man who was born sick, a black sheep as they always said.

He had no choice becoming a monster and he never liked it.

His days passed while he was asking for forgiveness, while he was searching for away to take his life with his own hands. The game of life was just a sarcastic thing, in order to find a proper way of death he learned how to survive and live.

Adapting to what he was led him to the darkest core of himself, but whatever remained human was still buried inside of him. That was when he found love, when he knew that he needs to come back to the person he once was.

She was so pure and innocent , yet she wasn’t normal like she seemed to be.

She was his salvation and only thing required for them to be together was just his true and honest well to seek forgiveness for whatever sins he had done.

The power of love purificate the soul and they were so deeply involved in that miracle called love..

This time he was going to live, he died once and she was going to fix the error happened back then.

It required a holly wooden stick , long enough to held their hearts on it at the same time. Being on the promised land, praying for the last time and dying together. Where blood was mixed together , the wound is replaced upon the wound, hands refusing to let go of each other and eyes looking with mixed emotions..

That was the way for them to get salvation, to find their path to the truly after life, to the paradise where there is no goodbye, where he is an angel with dark wings and not called a monster anymore..”

Mercy’s tears started to fall at the last part , but Klaus was deeply asleep since he heard his warm voice whispering like that spreading please and joy to his tortured soul.

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The sun placed one of its rays on his eyes causing him discomfort which led him to wake up. For the first time - since he got there, three days ago- something wasn’t normal.

The perfection he felt was no gone even everything was in its place , except one thing!! She wasn’t there!!

No matter how hard he tried he wasn’t able to hear her hummingbird heart anymore and again the fear of lose took the control over him.

-“Gahhh..” he screamed loudly as he got himself in his feet. His wounds hurt and burned him like hell.

-“Mercy..” he yelled with her name as a groan of pain

Taking few - painful- steps in order to make it up stairs, he got closer and all his dark thoughts were scaring the hell out of him.

His wounds started to bleed again, before he managed to collapse he heard the door gets open and finally she was in.

-“ Where the hell did you go ?! “ he screamed all of his pain and anger - he never felt before- out.

She reached out to him quickly, holding his hand tightly and letting the weight of his body to be lent on her.

Those looks in her eyes left him speechless. His anger was vanishing away like he has no choice on keeping it.

Angst, fear, concern and affection that was honest and true emotions she showed him in every action and every look.

-“ Hey, Hey!! Easy , My king. It is too early for you to get up. I needed to get things done so you can feed, I needed shopping as well. It is a remote place as you see and it took me time. I am sorry, I should have told you.

You were just sleeping peacefully and I didn’t want to get you up so you would face this horrible pain alone, I didn’t think you would wake before I come and I didn’t know you were going to worry. May I ask for forgiveness?! “

She soothed him down.Holding his hands tightly like no one on this earth did before, not his mother, not one of his siblings and none of his lovers.

He looked at her with tears in his eyes wondering to himself what kind of magic such a young and normal girl like her has to make him fall for her that quick ?!

-“ Mercy..” he called in agony like he wasn’t able to recover from the pain left in his heart on the thought of losing her, losing his Dark paradise.

Slowly she helped him to see on the one of the stairs,rubbing

his face softly with her soft hand.

-“ Everything is fine now. You can get all blood you need..”

She whispered to closed eyes hybrid, offering him her wrist.

Looking at her with hesitation, unconcern but at the same time with lust. He didn’t wish for her body nor her blood , he just wanted a bond with her..to make sure that he is capable of control and he won’t hurt her.

His demons for the first time in centuries were silent and his true self started to talk up , telling him what he truly wanted to get. He needed unbreakable bond with some innocent soul that would believe in him..

He needed the love which would purify him and leads him to the promise land she talked about it. He wasn’t able to fight his urge anymore..

Her hands on his neck, getting him closer to her wrist. Grabbing his shirt tightly and hugging him while he did it.

It hurts, she won’t lie. But every salvation is started by pain and when it was coming to the end , she can admit to herself that - at some point or another- she liked it.

Now it was over and he was hugging her back as well, with his chin resting on her shoulders and his hands surrounding her waist..

-“ I got your phone a charger. You will need to call your siblings for help..” she thought that tired whisper of her will break the moment, but it only caused him to lock and engulf her deeply in his arms..

-“ It tastes different, I mean your blood. No matter how much this is going to cost me , but I need to know the truth you are hiding deep down. The truth you are going to whip yourself over and over by it because you have a stupid-wrong- thought about what you truly deserve.

I trust you, you will never hurt me. Tell me, what is your secret. “

He was pushing her on the edge with his sweat talk and he was so good at it, so good that she admitted it.

-“ I chose to become your anchor, you are my chosen for now and for good.”

Sometiming original..I know it is not prefect, but I hope I will do better.