Finding Freedom (Les Mis July Drabble)

It was a big house that put the Lockwood Estate to shame. He was dressed in some of the finest clothing that money could buy. He wasn’t the son of the owner like he was when his parents were hosting those political parties during the height of election season. Instead, Tyler Lockwood born a werewolf activated the gene after he accidentally killed a girl at a party. He fell in the line of sight of the Original Hybrid Klaus Mikaelson. Tyler was the first of a new breed of monster. He was the first non Original Hybrid created by that bastard himself. Damn it all to hell.

He’d left town for a while and met up with other werewolves in other areas closeby. He envied them and how they were all surrounded by a loving pack and how those bonds had been. They grew up knowing what wolf life was about. Most of them knew what it was like to be a wolf. They had been raised that this wasn’t a bad thing. Tyler had watched children who had the werewolf gene but hadn’t activated it yet just grow up happy, loved and carefree. Tyler didn’t have any of that. He didn’t know that he was destined to be werewolf until it was practically too late. He was on a crash course with destiny. That destiny was in the person of one Niklaus Mikaelson.

Tyler had been nothing but a pawn in the game for control that Klaus had when it came to Mystic Falls and all the people he loved and cared about in life. He remembered feeling so helpless as those arms had him so helplessly bound. The taste of Klaus’ blood being forced into his mouth made him feel like a helpless puppy. He struggled so hard to try and break free from the Original’s grasp, but he was fighting a losing battle. Then unimaginable pain came and his world ended. Tyler Lockwood was dead.

Those first few moments after his initial transformation as a wolf were so intense. Everything was so much more intense. He could smell things, he could see things, he could hear things that he couldn’t before. The pain of every bone in your body breaking was something that made him hate life to put it mildly. His libido was stronger. He couldn’t get enough of his girlfriend Caroline all when he wasn’t changing into a wolf and going after her in a mad frenzy. This all changed when he woke up after Klaus has fed him his blood. Tyler saw nothing but red. He was so hungry. He needed to feed

He was sitting there on a chair in Klaus’ massive estate that he was prepping for some big event and stared at his hands. He was the first of an entire staff full of hybrids that Klaus had created. As a hybrid, Tyler no longer was bound by the moon. He didn’t have to change with the full moon. He was a vampire and a werewolf and he was always horny. Tyler clenched his jaw and felt his temper rising. He was free in a sense, but he was still bound. He had that sire bond that kept him tied to Klaus. What was freedom in one sense when it was a prison of another sort. Freedom from changing every month versus being bound to a monster and his every whim.

“TYLER!” The voice of Klaus Mikaelson filled the house as the Original was looking for his most prized possession. “Where are you?” He called out with an annoyed tone in his voice. Nobody liked it when Klaus was angry. It usually meant that someone was going to die painfully. “Oh there you are! I need you to do something for me.”

Tyler looked into the eyes of the monster who held the leash on his freedom. “Look, I really appreciate you and what you’ve done for me. Turning every month was a real pain in the a/ss. You really saved me from that.” For a moment, he felt as though he didn’t recognize himself with these words that came out of his mouth.

That sneer curled his lips with a self assured grin that made Tyler’s blood run cold. “Yes, yes. I’ve granted you the greatest gift of all.” His expression was the most cruel evil that he’d ever imagined. “Elena Gilbert and all her friends have decided to defy me one too many times. They must be taught a lesson. I want you to bite your girlfriend.”

Tyler’s eyes widened. “You want me to WHAT?” Tyler’s temper flared. “Are you SERIOUS? A Werewolf Bite will kill Caroline.” He insisted rather fervently. He glared at Klaus with incredulity.

“You heard me. You will bite Caroline. I know full well what it will do. It will teach them not to defy me.” He was so cruel and callous in what he spoke. Klaus knew how much Tyler loved Caroline. He’d also been sensing a bit of willful rebellion on the part of his first successful Hybrid. He had to insist on this to keep them all in line, including Tyler.

“I won’t do it!” He shook his head and ran off from the Original Hybrid. Tyler ran through the house and out onto the grounds. He stood there with his hands on his legs bent over. He couldn’t believe Klaus wanted him to actually do the one thing that would cause her the most pain and even kill her. Caroline had done nothing but love him and he’d put her through hell. She remained close and ever faithful to him. Klaus wanted him to repay her with a painful death? He wouldn’t do it. He just couldn’t do it.

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Later that evening he was in Caroline’s arms again. They were wrapped out in a passionate embrace once more. He loved her so much. He needed her like he needed the air to breathe. Tyler loved her so much it almost hurt. “OW! Tyler! What did you just do? Did you just bite me?” The look on Caroline’s face was that of betrayal and pain. She touched her neck where there was a spot of blood. It wasn’t a huge bite, it was a nip. Tyler did bite her, just like Klaus wanted.

He was horrified at the fact that he couldn’t rebel against Klaus for the woman he loved. Tyler backed away slowly. His face was wide in horror. Klaus had such a powerful hold on him that Tyler was in no place to actually reject anything he said. Now this was going to cost him everything. He had to find freedom from this sire bond somehow. Tyler ran off leaving Caroline behind. He shot a text to Matt to come and check on her. He didn’t trust himself anymore. . He needed freedom from this sire bond somehow or else he couldn’t be around anyone he loved. He had to find a way to break free no matter what the cost. The price was already too high
 

Tyler Lockwood/Cerberus