PLEASE TELL ME YOU LIKE NADIA. xoxo
xxx War of the Alphas xxx
Klaus watched his children spar in from the first floor balcony. Something about the twins always calm him. They are his anchor, his humanity, a reminder that his existence is not as worthless as he thought to be.
Nadia, the older sister, in her skin tight black leather crop top, long fitted leather pants, combat boots has not had her wolf gene triggered but she's fast for a half witch half untriggered wolf hybrid. Enough just to catch up with her younger brother, Aidan. Aidan, is a different kind of hybrid. Not born with his sister patience, his temper wrecked one day, killed a servant and triggered his werewolf curse. It's not long turning is too painful and Aidan become a hybrid. Just like his father.
Not that Klaus has any opposition anyway. He needed his son to be strong. And Aidan knows that too.
"You cheated! No vamp speed!" Klaus heard Nadia's low growl. She was pushed to the ground, Aidan was on top, his wooden practice spear was on her neck, not causing any harm but making sure she was pinned to the ground. Aidan looked like he was smiling and about to get off his sister, in his head probably he thought he won this sparring session and ready to practice some more, but Nadia has other agenda. She hit her head with his, and stabbed him in the side of his stomach with a knife she produced from her side pocket.
Aidan doubled in pain and quickly grumble some curses and he get off his sister to pull the knife out of his side. Several more knives was thrown his way and he dodge all of it, grabbing one and throw it back at his sister, making sure it miss. He didn't want to hurt her.
Nadia dodge the halfheartedly thrown knife and pushed Aidan against a nearby tree.
"So rough. That time of the month, sister?"
Nadia sneered, and grabbed a nearby twig, break it and shove it in his stomach.
Klaus decided it was enough and was between the twins.
"Since when did you start stabbing your own siblings?" Klaus asked Nadia as he looked into the pair of blue eyes so much like his own.
"I never hurt her!"
"Only because I don't heal instantly I suppose. You, on the other hand, can endure more heat." Nadia's eyes show no regret or worry of hurting Aidan. And this is just her first time.
Klaus could still remember a week ago, when Nadia decided she need to make up with what Aidan has in speed and strength with more disposable weapons by her side. She had several knives attached to her side of the crop-top and leather pants. A lesson Aidan learned the hard way yesterday was that she had two more in her boots. Though she only throw it as distraction to get more attacks landed on him, today she actually stabbed him in the side stomach. Twice with a newly found twig by the tree.
"He heals doesn't mean you get to treat him like a punch bag, love. Now, apologize."
"I'm sorry, little brother." Nadia said but she does not seem sorry at all. With a shrug, she turned around, the tall blonde pony tail sway as she walked in to the house.
Aidan already healed, but his breathing is harsh and he looked frustrated. Klaus could understand that. He too had a sister. There is something evil about sisters, they pushed you to no end, and insufferably, you can't bring yourself to hurt them - there is an instinct to protect and keep sisters from harm, even half the time they are beyond bearable.
"You're ok?"
"Yeah, Just need to hunt some bears in the bayou."
To vent out frustration. Klaus understand that too. That is why there are times he almost wished he had twin boys. Boys are easy to understand. They get mad, they lash out and it's over. Girls have so many layers he just couldn't understand. Not to mention Nadia is his daughter who seemed to enjoy mind game just like her daddy. Problem is Klaus like to play it with others, he doesn't like it to be played on himself.
Nadia is not even like Rebekah or most girls that adore princess since she was young. It's like her competitiveness against Aidan was her life long mission. It was fine if it's just normal sibling rivalry but based on Klaus's experience, this family doesn't do normal. And most of the time, ended in blood bath. His mind suddenly flashes with Nadia's malicious sneer before she broke the twig and looked into her brother's eyes as she drove it in his stomach.
"Well, are we going!" Aidan snapped, his demanding nature, brown eyes and black hair screams Hayley. And of course, when he mention hunting the bayou Klaus will go with him. It's their father-son thing.
"Of course." And after that, Klaus needed to talk with Elijah.
That evening Nadia was sharpening arrows with Caleb, a wolf under her father's pack.
"Making new toys?"
Nadia looked at her father under her eyelashes, "I was thinking what to make up with speed? A weapon that can be driven from afar. I imagine it would be exciting to pull some strings over here and watch Aidan's dodging over there."
"Caleb, leave us."
"Stay. I need you to help me making more arrows."
Klaus was perplexed. His daughter is now ordering his wolf against his previous order?
What was more surprising is that Caleb stood up but still doesn't dare to leave the room. The curly blonde hair looked dumb on him with this green eyes looking between him and his daughter.
"You can go." Nadia rolled her eyes and sighed. Caleb run out of the living room.
Like father like daughter. They're both scary.
"Are you going to scold me for stabbing Aidan today? Scared I'm hurting little alpha son?"
"What I'm scared the most is how lightly you take this. Aidan never use his full strength with you and yet you somehow managed to make him bleed every other weeks."
"You're treating him like a baby."
"You're lashing out like a baby. I won't let you hurt your brother like that. From now on, you spar with Marcel."
"So I can hurt Marcel?"
"He's experienced, and if you really managed to hurt a few hundred year old vampire, you deserve a pat on the back."
"I will beat Marcel." Her emphasis on will did not go unnoticed. Her competitiveness doesn't allow her to be compared as a lesser one to anybody.
Nadia, clad in her long sleeve shirt that hug her body tightly, the zipper come rest exactly where only a tiny bit of her cleavage shows. Her leather pants show off her shapely legs and instead of wearing combat boots for practice, today she wore a black heel boots. The vampires steal glances at her, Klaus's daughter was definitely hot but not someone to mess with.
"Leave us." Nadia announced. They don't even need to be told twice. Between Marcel and Nadia, the position of power was established years ago when Nadia order her werewolf friend to bite one of the disobedient vampire. Not that she does not dare to kill the pathetic vampire herself, her instruction of torture speaks volume of her love for gruesome artistry. But She doesn't want to trigger her wolf gene.
Now that everyone left, except for Marcel who is shirtless and sweaty on the ring, Nadia smirked. With a snap of her finger the door closed behind them, the curtains closed, the only source of light was the small light bulb in the room.
"We are going to have so much fun today, Marcel."