The Full Moon.

Arrr the sweet sound of a turning wolf. He'd found another one and it wouldn't be long before he roped them into joining his cause too. He casually strolled up to the abandoned house and threw the door open, following the sound of the breaking.

Once he was in sight of the turning man he smile. "Magnificent. Don't mind me." He smiled moving to lean against the wall opposite to watch the transformation. It had been a while since he'd done this.

He smiled and folded his arms across his chest. "Im here to watch the show of course. Nothing like a good old change to start off the new moon." He said tilting his head to the side as the transformation took place.

"Good boy." He smiled kicking himself off the wall to get a better look at the wolf before him. He had potential, not the best wolf he'd seen but he had something he could use. He crouched down so he was on face level and spoke. "I know you can understand me and i thought you should know. Im going to make the turning stop and in return you're going to work for me." He said picking up a stone off the floor.

"Oh yeah, you will settle in nicely."

He looked on as the chains broke and slowly stood up straight. Now he had two choices, run and come back another night or stand his ground and fight. If anyone could fight a werewolf it was him. He was the hybrid, no bite was going to kill him.

A smile slide along his face as he decided the latter. The wolf might not even make an attack and he was up for some fun especially after all the drama recently.

He followed the wolf, his eyes glued on it as it came closer. If it wasn't for the fact that he saw it happen, he would never have known about the bite until later. "Playing hard to get." He said following the wolf as it ran. He would follow, and then wait until he turned back. Then and only then would he strike.

Klaus casually leant against a tree to enjoy the view. The strong smell of blood was enough to start his hunger, but still he didn't move. He began to watch the wolves moves. Taking in each move and how it liked to fight. "Not bad." He muttered to himself as he pushed himself off the tree to go stand beside the turning wolf.

"Not long now. It's going to be worth the wait." He said pulling back his sleeve to reveal his wrist and forearm, preparing himself for the task.

As soon as the transformation was over he looked down at the man and gave him a smile. "Hello. I'm just about to make your day." He smirked before biting into his wrist and shoving it into the boys mouth, holding his head into place so he'd drink the blood.

Seconds that felt like minutes flew by before he finally pulled back and looked at the man before him. "Sweet dreams. It will all be over in a few hours." He smirked and then snapped his neck before he could react or speak a work.

He smiled and stood up straight as soon as he fell dead at his feet. Now he all he had to do was wait. He pulled out a blanket and threw it down to the ground for him to sit on.

For hours he sat there just looking at the man with a bag of blood in one hand and a glass of blood in the other. He might as well make himself comfortable whilst he waited. Finally the man began to stare. "Finally." He said glancing at his watch. "Here drink this." He said handing over the glass. "It's your life line so don't go wasting it if you want to live." He said getting up and dusting himself off.

"I've just made your life a whole lot easier. Welcome to the family Jason." He smiled.

He gave off a little chuckle as he heard the boy. "Of course i know your name." He said in his british accent. "I know everything about you Jason Hartley. How you've been a werewolf for little over 2 years now. I like to get to know my hybrids before making them." He explained bringing the blood bag to his lips and drinking from it as if he was drinking from a cup with a straw.

"Don't want any going off the rails now do we? It would be such a waste if i had to kill you before we even got to the fun part."

"Yes that would be me. Klaus." He said introducing himself. "Some would say King of the hybrids but im slightly more modest than that." He smiled.

"There now thats the spirit!" He said looking at the bodies scattered around them. "You had quite the fun last night. I can see we are going to go on greatly. Come lets go find your brothers and sisters you have much to catch up on." He said turning to walk back the way they had come last night.

He stopped, spun around and had Jason by his throat all done in under 3 seconds. "Think my names funny do you?" He asked tighening his grip around the boys throat. "I'll have you know my name dates back to times you wont even know about. Which mean im the oldest man you will ever meet and we all know that with age comes power." He said slowly letting go of his throat. "It's not wise to annoy me Jason." He said wiping his hand on his jacket.

"Now your family awaits." He said turning back with a smile. It was as if that last action had never happened.

He ignored James and began to pick up the pace. Soon his was racing towards the mansion he now called home. He just hoped no one was home. He really wasn't in the mood for talking to his family. "Here we are." He said looking up at the mansion.

"Mikaelson Mansion." He smiled, proud of his work.

He turned and looked at the boy with mild amusement. "Not me personally no. I have people to do it for me." He said before heading up the path to the front door. "Ar Jennifer, gather everyone around would you? We have a new member to the family." He said accepting the glass of blood she offered him.

"Oh, you wouldn't happen to know if my family are home would you?" He asked her as she began to round everyone up.

"Everyone is out as far as im aware." She replied with a slight bow of her head and left to do as he asked.

"Good. Come Jason, let us make ourselves comfortable."