Author's Note:
Hey everyone! I just started a new fanfic about the Originals but will still occur in Mystic Falls most of the time. Where they aren't all totally out of character and only two are left. This story ALL of the Mikaelson children will be alive. Plus a new sibling named Maeve Mikaelson. (who resembles Blake Lively a whole lot).
Tell me what you think of the story so far and if you would like to see anything in the future!
Any review counts because I like to know what my readers think of the story. Enjoy reading, darlings!
Hidden & Forgotten
If we were invincible, if we could never die.
Then all the world could rise against us and we'd dare to fight.
Nothing left to fear, we could never fall.
So alive, head full of fire; we'd be invincible.
Still far away from where I belong, but it's always darkest before the dawn.
So you can doubt and you can hate, but I know no matter what it takes.
I'm coming home, I'm coming home, tell the world that I'm coming home.
Chapter One – Initial Shock
Her blue eyes shot open as she sucked in a desperate breath. She jolted upright, pushing the top of the coffin off of its hinges and flying across the room. Maeve looked down and noticed that her dagger was still speared through her heart. Slightly confused, she pulled on the end of the dagger and groaned as the blade slid out of her abdomen. She tossed her legs over the rails of the coffin and jumped down, landing on the firm dirt.
She couldn't tell where she was. All she knew was that she was definitely no longer in Mystic Falls, or on the upside anyhow. Either this was her grave or Niklaus had a sick way of showing his affection to his younger sister.
Body still frail and shaky, she finally pushed the heavy boulder out of the way. She felt like Jesus when he resurrected, hidden away in a secluded cave. The beams of the sun shone down on her and she closed her eyes tight, trying to adjust to the light. She stepped outside of the burial cave and looked around, she was lost.
She picked up the bottom of her dress and walked down the road. There were definitely numerous differences since when she last remembered. The roads were smoothed out in a direct path, there was little buildings gathered onto the side of the road.
Maeve heard an engine roar from behind her as she made her way down the road. She turned her head to find a man pulling over a machine to the side of the road. He stepped out of his car and watched her, "Could I help you, ma'am?"
She took a step backwards and raised her chin high, "Where am I?"
The brunette with green eyes chuckled and shut his door. He made his way closer to the woman, "You would be in Maine."
She just nodded her head slightly, "Would you happen to know where I could find Mystic Falls, Virginia?"
He motioned his head to the running machine, "I'll look it up on my GPS. Do you need a ride?" She stared back hesitantly, "Did you have a rough night? Don't see many dresses like that anymore. It looks like it's from the 1800's."
Maeve furrowed her eyebrows together and looked at the man apparel. He was wearing a pair of jeans with boots and a plaid shirt with layered T-shirts underneath. She glanced down at her purple ball gown then back over to the man. "What is that machine?" She questioned staring at the unfamiliar car structure.
"746 watts of pure horsepower," He retorted. Walking back towards his silver mustang convertible and caressing his fingers along the cool metal frame. She followed him behind and placed her hands on her hips, "That is a horse?"
He laughed lightly which caused his shoulders to shake rapidly, "I'll look up how far Mystic Falls is from here. I'll drive you straight through. It's not safe for a beautiful woman like yourself to be out here all alone." He ducked his head back into his car and placed his iPhone on his dashboard. He found the search for Mystic Falls and leaned back up, "All ready to go."
She flashed towards him and he stumbled back terrified as her fangs began to surface and black veins formed under her eyes. She grabbed him by the throat and pushed him against his car door, "What is your name?" He swallowed hard and answered back immediately. "Goodbye, Jake," She mumbled before sinking her fangs into his neck and draining him easily. She pulled away and let his limp body fall onto the ground. She wiped the blood from her mouth and cleared her throat, "I believe I now am all ready to go."
She kicked his body with her heels off to the side of the road, his body tumbled down the hill and into the bushes. She stepped into his car and placed her hands on the steering wheel and stretched her fingers. She looked up and noticed a mirror and glanced into it. Her blonde hair was still pinned to one side in a loose braid, like she last left it. Her blue eyes shone in her reflection and she scrunched up her nose. She smiled widely and took a deep breath, "In 500 feet turn left." A voice spoke and Maeve jumped in her seat, glancing around cautiously.
She turned her head to the backseat, but realized that she was alone. "Who is out there?" No answer. She noticed something laying on the dashboard of the car and picked it up in her hands and examined it. It was small and fit into her hand perfectly, she tapped on the screen and it lit up. There was a map on the screen with her current whereabouts and her destination. "What is this sorcery?"
She made it to Mystic Falls by sunrise and parked the car along the side of the road. Maeve walked into the crowded Time Square where everyone seemed to be gathered below the clock tower. They were all dressed in ball-gowns, which caused Maeve to be able to fit in without question. The men were dressed slightly different than what she recalled. She scanned the horizon for a familiar face, any familiar face.
There was a loud tap that echoed around the square and she shot her head up to find it. A voice spoke over the loud speaker, "Welcome to Mystic Falls' annual Founder's Day! Today is a walk through history where we can learn more of the town that we all call our home." A woman with short brown hair spoke at a podium smiling wide.
Someone bumped into Maeve, causing her to stumble backwards. She glanced up to meet a pair of dark brown eyes. He mumbled a quiet apology before continuing his path and she watched as the dark haired male walked away. A blond haired boy with another taller brunette followed behind and both gave her a sympathetic smile about their fuming friend. She pushed a piece of her blonde hair behind her ear and crossed her arms.
"Enjoy the day and understand your ancestors!" The woman spoke again, presumably the current mayor of Mystic Falls. The woman stepped off of the podium and a short blonde haired woman wearing a police uniform handed her a drink. Maeve took a step towards them when the dark haired male walked over to the Mayor, "Hey honey."
The boy sighed, "Do I have to stay here?" The woman raised her eyebrows towards him, "Mom."
The mayor placed her hands on her hips, "Tyler. Yes, you have to stay. I told you that I needed your help," She insisted and looked behind him towards his two friends. "They are here, they can help you set up the parade floats." Tyler groaned out but before he could protest, his mother walked away from them and the sheriff followed her.
Tyler turned around towards his two friends when a girl ran into him. She had light brown hair and was wearing a pair of black jeans with combat boots and a black and blue plaid shirt. She stumbled backwards and almost lost her balance, she pushed past him with her shoulder, "Watch where you're going!"
He grabbed her arm and turned her to face him, "How about you apologize for almost knocking me over?"
She looked him up and down before scoffing, "Oh come on! What are you, like 170 pounds? How is a 120 pound girl going to "almost knock you over"? How about you apologize for being a douche bag?" She snapped at Tyler and Maeve took a step forward, making her way towards them.
Tyler laughed and rubbed the back of his neck before taking a step forward, "Alright you little bitch!" His two friends ran over to stop him, but Maeve got there first and pushed him backwards with her hand. She stood in front of the girl, "What the hell?"
Maeve straightened herself upright and his two friends stood on either side of him, watching the scene unfold. "I think you owe her an apology," Maeve glared up at Tyler. Tyler shook his head, but the blond haired boy smacked his arm.
Tyler jolted forward and glanced over at the other girl, "I'm sorry." He mumbled out forcefully before storming away from all of them. The blond haired boy walked over to Maeve and extended his hand, "Matt Donovan." Maeve shook his hand before he offered it to the other girl, "This is my friend, Jeremy Gilbert."
Maeve smiled back and glanced over at Jeremy who was watching her intently, "I'm Maeve. Maeve Turner," She lied swiftly and pulled her lips together. She turned around to the brunette who was standing behind her, "I don't believe I've caught your name?"
She crossed her arms, "Arya Mood. I just moved here yesterday with my dad, moved into my uncle's old place." She placed her arms back down to her sides, "You might have heard of my uncle? He taught at Mystic Falls High School until last year. He was the history teacher," Jeremy glanced away quickly and stared at the ground, "Alaric Saltzman."
Jeremy cleared his throat, "Yeah I knew him. He was my legal guardian for a while, I'm sorry for your loss." Arya gave him a weak smile back, "He had a lot of friends here. Even befriended the town's douche bag," He chuckled and Matt joined in. Maeve furrowed her eyebrows together, "Damon Salvatore."
"Yo, assholes!" Maeve heard Tyler shout in their direction and they both turned around to look over at him, "I need your help setting up. So stop chatting with the new girls and get your asses over here," He called and Matt and Jeremy rolled their eyes. Matt looked over at Maeve, "We should probably go before the princess throws a tantrum. It was nice meeting both of you."
He started to walk away and Jeremy waved his hand slightly, "We'll see you guys around."
Maeve turned around to Arya who was standing uncomfortably, "I guess I didn't get the memo about this whole "Founder's Day" celebration. I feel so out of place," She chuckled and Maeve smiled back at her. "I want to learn more about this town," She took a step towards the tables, "Care to join me?"
Maeve nodded her head and they walked over to where the Mayor was standing behind a table in the square. Arya walked over towards it and looked down at a list of the Founding Families' names. Fell, Forbes, Gilbert, Lockwood, and Salvatore.
There were pictures with names labelled underneath and Arya pointed down towards one, "Ha! So get this," She lifted the picture up and stared at it. "Damon Salvatore, 1864," She mumbled staring at the photo. "I guess the name runs in the family," She added and Maeve nodded.
Maeve kept looking at pictures when she came across another picture of Damon Salvatore. She pulled it off of the table and brought it towards her face to inspect it. It was the first Council Party, Damon was wearing a suit and his hair was curly with the front slicked back. He had a date attached to his arm, she was wearing a blue ball-gown. Her hair was pulled into a long braid collected to one side.
"What do you got there?" Arya asked, snapping Maeve out of her trance.
September 24, 1864. Damon Salvatore and Maeve Mikaelson enjoying a waltz.
She raised her head from the picture before placing it back down with the rest of them, "Just another picture."