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Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. I am simply borrowing their characters. Neither do I own X-Men's Wolverine, I'm just borrowing his abilities and giving them slight adjustments. All rights belong to the rightful owners of the respective characters mentioned above. I only own my story and original characters.

Prologue

Cassian Howlett struggled against the nightshade coursing through his veins, fighting against the rogue vampire assailants that had invaded his home. His mind fluttered to the closet a few feet away, where his reason of existence was carefully hidden. A red headed, violet-eyed little girl, the spitting image of her mother. His precious daughter.

How had this happened? First his beloved wife, leaving him to care for their beautiful little girl, with gifts inherited from both her talented parents. How could he have not been able to help his dear wife, Zoriayah, to control her "gifts", or rather in Zoriayah's words, a curse? Her visions got more and more out of control with each passing day, causing her vampire and werewolf aspects to rage against not only each other and therefore herself, but with Cassian as well. He could protect himself against her impressive strength, as he too had gifts. Despite being neither vampire nor werewolf, he had gifts that were as noteworthy as those in possession of his wife. He was a human mutant, with a set of 3 sharpened bone claws that retract from each hand. Not only that, he had a strong set of feral senses. These feral senses included enhanced sight, smell, and hearing. He could communicate with and befriend animals around him His life was extended in longevity due to his uncharted healing capabilities, leaving him potentially immortal. His only weakness was nightshade, a weakness held secret to everyone except Zoriayah and Adelina. With all his powers, he was well equipped to hold his own against his increasingly unstable wife.

But Cassian couldn't bear to cause harm to Zoriayah, even at the risk of his own life. So when she proposed to leave for the sake of their 7 year old daughter, he couldn't dissuade her from her choice. Little Adelina Howlett was not ready to protect herself from her mother and her ever-worsening delusions and violent rages, despite the intense training she had received from both her skilled parents. Not that a child should ever have to defend herself due to the actions of her mother. So Zoriayah left, leaving her heartbroken family behind, along with her heart.

That was 3 years ago. Life was dull and melancholic after Zoriayah left. Adelina turned 10, and believed it was her fault for her mother's departure, although she didn't know why it was so.

Adelina Bellona Howlett had many gifts. But being able to endure watching her father fight to the death wasn't one of them. She wanted desperately to climb out from her hiding spot in the closet and help her father stave off the unwelcome intruders. But she had made a promise to her father, to stay safe in the closet until he said it was okay to come out from hiding. So she reluctantly waited as she watched her father weaken due to the lethal injection of nightshade he had received from the rogue vampires. How did they even learn his carefully guarded secret? She couldn't help but blame herself for the whole situation. If she had only told her father sooner of her frightening vision, if she had only trained herself harder for this possibility, if she had only not caused her mother to leave them. If only she had done something, this wouldn't have been happening right now. They could have escaped without a moment's notice, or vanquished the supernatural threat from their home. But that wasn't to be the case. So there she sat, gazing through the paneled door of her closet. Watching as her father fell victim to the vampires' attack.

Adelina watched as Cassian fell to the ground, and the vampires won. They left with their super speed, leaving no trace except their barely detectable scent and fading cruel cackles of glee. Adelina rushed out of the closet and gathered her father in her warm embrace, tears streaming down her face in torrents.

"Daddy, please...get up!"

"Mi Adelinetta, I am so sorry..."

"Please Daddy, don't leave me!"

"...so sorry."

With that, Cassian took his last breath and died in Adelina's arms, the light fading from his stormy grey orbs. Heartbroken sobs racked the poor girl's frame as she let out screams of agony and grief. Her pleas for him to wake up fell on the now deaf ears of her father's broken body, never to hear another whimper.