Klaus was about to inform Damon on his plants when he saw the threatening weather up ahead. Klaus sat in the car as they sped to the quarter. "You want my almost opinion, mate? You can't save her. She's doomed herself by not accepting our help- just let her go. There are plenty of other fish in the sea." He said, shaking his head. "You're better off with Elena." He mumbled.

They soon approached the quarter, but the clouds had disappeared and all was normal. Klaus walked through the gates, eyes scanning for Marcel. "He's not here, though.." Klaus stopped and knelt down to a small pool of blood. "It's you witch friend, I recognize it from last night, when the glass cut her. She could still be bleeding, you try to find her. I'll try to find Marcel." Klaus said to Damon, and on cure Marcel showed up. "Ah, Klaus, you brought guests." He said, eyeing Damon "I assume you are here for the girl? Well, I'll tell you what, you find her, then you can keep her. That is assuming she lives." Marcel said, his lips in a thin line.

"Go, Damon." Klaus said calmly, not taking his eyes off Marcel. He heard Cassie's voice and hid behind a statue. Marcel accepted her invitation to help and left with her. Shaking his head, Klaus followed, careful to keep a good distance between them.

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Anya had stirred, but when she was unable to move, her eyes shot open and she panicked. She struggled with the chains, but she just wasn't strong enough. An idea popped into her head. Closing her eyes, she concentrated, when she did, the chains fell away and she quickly got up, wincing as she tried to stand up. She looked down at her ankle. It was swollen and different shades of black, blue, and grey. She tried to stand, but couldn't. She noticed the gash she had on her knee, and that's when she acknowledged the growls. Looking around she saw transparent hands everywhere. "What the.." She whispered and stood up, crying out as she put her weight on her bad ankle. 

"Such a sham, about your ankle." Devina's voice floated down the stairs and soon, Anya saw her. "Oh, dear, you're bleeding." She said. Her eyes were dark and dangerous. What happened to this girl? "No one tries to undermine me and act like they are better then me. Marcel was a fool for bringing you here. Now," She stopped and smiled, waving her hand around. The bricks in the room slowly started to crumble. "You'll die." And at that, she disappeared. Anya heard the door being locked and dead bolted. "No!" She cried out. She backed against the wall as the bricks all fell out and seven to nine hungry, very hungry, vampires charged towards her.

She screamed as one bit into her neck, and then another on her leg where she was bleeding. "No!" She screamed and squeezed her eyes shut. She felt herself getting weaker and just when she was about to give up, a burst of light lit up the whole room and all the vampires fell, their bodies burned. Anya sunk to the ground. She was hurting all over and had four marks on her body where the vampires sunk their teeth into her. Last thing she saw was a vampire who just left the confines of the wall, hungrily walking to her, then blackness.