First of all, I just want to say that English is not my 1º language. So, I apologize for the mistakes. This is just a litlle introduction. This story is AU/AH. Hope you like it;)

Prologue

England, 1922

Thursday, February 23th was probably just another normal night for most people in England. People like Elijah Mikaelson who worked during the day or people like Esther Mikaelson who spend the day sleeping and gossiping at the tea salon. But you see, our protagonist is not an ordinary person. Nicklaus Mikaelson a young good- looking guy (Well, at least in the opinion of 88% of women in England) and what you may call a bad- boy was preparing himself for another night.

- Hey, Mikaelson are you ready? – An older voice called him.

- I was born ready, Mason.

Caroline Forbes was having another restless night. Her nights were fulfilled with nightmares. She woke up covered in sweat, again. This one has been worse than the others. The only thing that calmed her was writing on her diary.

February, 22: This was the worst nightmare of my life. I was trapped inside a hospital, I was running and screaming and nobody helped me. When I turned around I saw a mirror and my face… I can`t even describe it. Why can`t I stop dreaming? I`m so tired…"

The sound of a car interrupted the silent night.

- Another job well done, Mickaelson. You have to tell me. What`s your secret man?

-No secret, Mason. This is pure talent.

- You are a cocky son of a bitch, you know that?

Klaus smirked.

- I`m gone get some sleep. – Mason yawned resting his head on the steering wheel.

- Ok, old man. I`m going to get something to drink.

- You know, sometimes I think you`re a vampire, Mickaelson.

- Bitch, I might be. Klaus retorted before getting out of Mason`s car.

Klaus went to "The Hybrid's place", his favorite place in town beside the club. The owner was an old friend of Klaus, Stefan Salvatore. Stefan was a respectable man in town and what women may consider husband material. What people didn`t know was about Stefan shady past.

- Nicklaus I was about to call the police. You didn`t show up all day. Stefan yelled behind the counter.

- AH, AH! Very funny Salvatore. No comedy timing at all. And you know I much I hate that name.

-Sorry, Klaus. My bad. Both man shared an understanding look.

-So, what`s new? - Stefan asked pouring two glasses of whisky.

-I tell you later.

-I broke up with Elena.

-Again? What was the problem with Miss "I'm such a good person, look at me" this time? Klaus asked doing a silly girl`s voice.

- Nothing special. I´m just tired. I don´t want to fight anymore with Damon because of Elena.

- I´m proud of you, Salvatore. Now, go and enjoy the perks of a single life.

- What perks?

- You know, casual sex. Klaus smiled, eyeing a young girl dancing alone on the bar.

- You know Nik. One day you will get tired of casual sex.

-Yeah, yeah. Someday I will find the perfect girl and blah, blah... I heard that speech too many times. Well, until a young beautiful, smart girl appears in my life I`m going to enjoy myself.

And that was the last time Stefan saw Nik and the girl dancing in the middle of the bar.