Prologue
This is my first ever fan fiction. I've had this idea for a while now but I just never wrote it down until now but also because I just can't get enough of Klaus and Caroline. I just wish that they get together at some stage during the lifespan of both the shows. Anyway, the summary for this story is basically that instead of their being six Original Vampires there were seven. Caroline being one of them - the wife of Niklaus. This story is completely AU and it might be a little OOC at times, so I do apologise - after all it is my first fanfic. I've decided that I shall base the story in the 20s, simply because I love that time period but it's a better time period to base the story for what I have outlined in this fan fiction. Also it will be from Caroline's point of view - though I may do others POV. So I hope you all enjoy this - please review. I want to hear all you comments; the good and the bad so please do so and tell me if you actually want me to carry on with this story. I'm going to rate this story M just in case because I don't know how far the scenes will go just yet and I just want to be careful. Anyway, this is the prologue and it's basically just Caroline remembering her past - just encase your all wondering why it's not just sent in the 20s yet. I just felt that it might be a bit better to explain some things at first. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy.
I never imagined this life - the life of a vampire. I never would have thought that I would have seen century's and decades fly by, while I never aged. Esther created us to be these creatures after the wolves killed our beloved Henrik. Even though we lost someone special who belonged in our hearts; I always believed that this was a blessing we were given as I got to spend forever with my beloved - Niklaus.
My family had been rather good friends with the Mikaelson family; my father greatly admired Mikael even though it constantly abused his children. I had always been good friends with the Mikaelson children - especially Rebekah and Kol, whom were around the same age as myself and Niklaus whom was a bit older than ourselves. I admired him greatly, he was different; he spoke of beauty and art though he constantly tried to please his father. I never understood why Mikael treated Niklaus the way he did. Whenever the beatings occurred, he would always disappear into the woods; though I always followed him to keep him company and to wash his wounds. I actually couldn't bear to see my friend in pain - needless to say it was a horrific sight.
I was seventeen when Tatia arrived in our village. I had to admit that she was extremely beautiful but, that she had a child out-of-wedlock was frowned upon. Though that didn't stop he from getting the male attention - it was extremely unpleasing at times. I never knew of my feelings for Niklaus before, until he began to court Tatia, even though Elijah was also doing the same. It was hard to see the person I loved and my friend fighting between one another just for some woman, whom frankly just wasn't worth it. After a painful of months harbouring my feelings inside - I let them go one night down the caves. I remember sitting there watching him silently awaiting at least a comment. Though I had never of expected the reaction that I had received. I had built myself up for rejection; after all Niklaus was one of my best friends but what I received was different. A kiss.
After that night in the caves, both Niklaus and I began to spend more time that we usually would. Going for walks in the fields or relaxing by the lake when we both neither had or completed our chores. Niklaus shortly called things off with Tatia, much to her disappointment - after all she did wish to have both of the Mikaelson's chasing after her.
After weeks of secretly hiding that we were actually together, Niklaus asked my father's permission to officially court me. My father was a hard man himself and I had actually thought he would not approve but I was ecstatic when he granted his permission to Niklaus. Though I could tell from the expression that Mikael gave us when we announced that we were involved with one another that he was displeased about our relationship. Though that never stopped us.
I still remember the first time Nik told me he was in love with me. He was never any good at expressing his feelings to anyone but he always found away to do so around me and I always appreciated it. It was a few months into our relationship and we where down by the lake when he first told me those three magical words. It left me down founded. I basically just stared at him for a few minutes before I flung myself onto him.
It was not too long after that event that Nik proposed to me; with the permission of my father of course. I was only eighteen when but I knew that I wanted this more than anything. I loved him and wanted to spend my entire life with him. He completed me. Rebekah, Esther along with my mother Elizabeth organised our wedding day while the men of my new family - apart from my father and Mikael helped Nik to build a home for us. We were married in our favourite spot beside the waterfalls. It was beautiful, I couldn't imagine a more perfect day. I finally belonged to him, and he to me.
We had not been married that long when that awful day occurred. The day my little bother Henrik died. I remember the look on Nik's face when he carried him back to the village. It was heart-breaking and my heart broke especially for Nik whom had saw what had happened. I tried to best to comfort him, however he was inconsolable and there was nothing that I could do for him. It was a few nights later when our family was turned. I remember it all too well; like it was just yesterday. Both Nik and myself were visiting our family and we both were in a room with Rebekah while the others departed to bed. Mikael came bursting though the door and drove his sword though Rebekah before turning it upon myself then Nik. I remember thinking how could a man kill his own family - then it went dark. An hour of so later all three of us let out a gasp and slowly set up before Mikael came back in and forced us to drink. That night changed us. We were no longer mortals - instead we were Vampires.
Later, we began to realize that our new gifts had weakness. The flowers that grew at the base of the old White Oak Tree, Vervain burned us and prevented the use of our compulsion. The sun burned our skin, making it impossible for us to walk in the daylight - thankfully Esther made us rings to help with that problem. Also, we were now prevented to enter the homes of our neighbours without an invitation. We soon realized that the wood craved from the White Oak would be fate to us - so we burned it down to ensure our survival in this world. The thirst was the hardest to control. It was unbearable. My first kill came when one of the young girls fell in front of me and cut open her leg. The smell of blood drove me to attack. I swore from that day on I would never kill again unless I severely needed to do so - and thankfully I kept that promise to myself.
When Nik made his first human kill, his werewolf gene was activated, thus revealing Esther's infidelity. The look of hurt and betrayal on his face when he discovered the truth hurt more than anything. Maybe Mikael knew all along and that's why he greatly punished Nik. Though I swore I would never leave his side. I would always be with him through whatever life threw at us. I remember Nik telling me about what he had actually done - killing his mother after she cursed him. I should have felt sickened but I wasn't. I believed that his reaction would have been the same as any others whom were cursed. I swore that day that I would keep the true events of Esther's death a secret from our family until Nik felt it was the right time and told them himself - but I also swore I would do everything in my power to help him find away to end his curse. Nik, Rebekah, Elijah and myself swore to each other that they would never turn on each other and stick together as one, always and forever.
From that moment on I have stood by Nik's side. Witnessing the horrors he has created; the massacres he has created and the blood he has shed. Ever since the Doppelganger - Katerina escaped that fateful night he has changed. His not the man who I married but I love him none the rest. Though thick or skin. I took vows too many centuries ago and I stand by them every single day of my existence. I just hope that one day he will realize that being a hybrid will not change how I feel about him. He is the man I love. I just wished that there was someway I could make him whole - though thanks to Katerina that will not happen.
Many centuries have passed since then. I've watched as time have flown by. Countries being discovered and cities expanding. Empires rising and falling all while I remained un-aged standing tall beside my husband. Out of all the periods I've witnessed I have to admit that I especially like this one now - The Roaring Twenties.