Klaus dreams of Hope, of Hayley, of a happier outcome to their family story. The king, the queen and their littlest wolf.
The last thing Klaus remembers is - maybe it's the limo sent for him, Caroline and Hope. He can't recall if there was a waiting room, or someone at a desk. No medical waiver, just - blackness. Coming to consciousness, he feels the gurney, or whatever chair he's found himself in turn. Maybe it's the movement, or the mechanical sound of the chair itself, either way, his eyes manage to open. He's weak, weaker than he remembers being - of course. But, he'd half to be weak, to do brain surgery on a hybrid. That he can understand.
His gaze intensifies when he sees Hope, and someone else, and bags of blood. Instinctively, he tries to pull on his restraints, but nothing happens. His muscles won't move. He's trapped. Dessicated alive, except this time it isn't his doing. He's not doing this to save Hope, it's being done to him. If he could frown he would, at that smile.
"Hope," he manages to get out, realizing he can speak. "Hope, wake up." Before the man comes back, he thinks. "Ho-" But, the man returns. "What are you doing to my daughter," he asks, quite flatly, but the menace in his voice should come through. Cassius.
"CASSIUS!" He all but roars, weakly. He doesn't have any neural enhancement, can't see the constant wave of electronic information. His implant is gone, but what of Hope's. He tries with all his might to move, to fight, to break through but whatever is causing this is being pumped into him currently. "You lay a single hair on her head...And you'll learn the meaning of what a proper close shave is." More Sweeney Todd.
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The last thing Klaus remembers is - maybe it's the limo sent for him, Caroline and Hope. He can't recall if there was a waiting room, or someone at a desk. No medical waiver, just - blackness. Coming to consciousness, he feels the gurney, or whatever chair he's found himself in turn. Maybe it's the movement, or the mechanical sound of the chair itself, either way, his eyes manage to open. He's weak, weaker than he remembers being - of course. But, he'd half to be weak, to do brain surgery on a hybrid. That he can understand.
His gaze intensifies when he sees Hope, and someone else, and bags of blood. Instinctively, he tries to pull on his restraints, but nothing happens. His muscles won't move. He's trapped. Dessicated alive, except this time it isn't his doing. He's not doing this to save Hope, it's being done to him. If he could frown he would, at that smile.
"Hope," he manages to get out, realizing he can speak. "Hope, wake up." Before the man comes back, he thinks. "Ho-" But, the man returns. "What are you doing to my daughter," he asks, quite flatly, but the menace in his voice should come through. Cassius.
"CASSIUS!" He all but roars, weakly. He doesn't have any neural enhancement, can't see the constant wave of electronic information. His implant is gone, but what of Hope's. He tries with all his might to move, to fight, to break through but whatever is causing this is being pumped into him currently. "You lay a single hair on her head...And you'll learn the meaning of what a proper close shave is." More Sweeney Todd.