My first shot at a Vampire Diaries fanfiction. I have recently loved the idea of a brother and sister moment between Rebekah and Klaus. We all know they are history together, and I wanted a little chapter dedicated to them. Time takes place around the early beginnings probably around the Indian times. Enjoy and have a good night! All human!
Disclaim: L.J. Smith, and Julie, producer of Vampire Diaries, owns all characters.
~Witch
Until Death Do Us Part
It didn't take the sun setting behind the forest evergreens to let Niklaus Mikaelson and his brothers know they were late for supper. Kol had challenged Niklaus to a duel to see who could catch the biggest elk in the forest. Elijah had come along to play the good referee brother, and Finn had joined because their father said it would man him up. None of the Mikaelson's brothers needed it though; all of them were well muscular and tall for their age. They all reached over six feet, and could wrestle their father, one of the strongest hunters in town, and nearly win. They walk in step with each other in time to see smoke rising from the stone chimney of there one story house. Niklaus hears Finn gulp once as it was a proven fact they were late for dinner. Esther Mikaelson hates anyone that was late to anything, especially dinners, and wouldn't mind using her magic to show her children who was one of the bosses. Finn was the first to walk into the house, following him was Elijah, and finally, Niklaus carrying an elk they had killed earlier. Esther emerges from the kitchen holding a wooden spoon carved from bone and shook it at her sons.
"You should have all been back by now. You know my rules and punishments if one disobeys them." Esther simply states as she gives a small smile to Finn who kisses her cheek. Her attention turns to Niklaus who is still holding the dead animal. "Put that in the cellar, Niklaus. We don't want the neighbor villagers to steal another dinner from us." She says going back to preparing dinner.
"Yes. Mother." Niklaus says walking past his brothers and a sly smile forms on his cherry lips. In a swift motion, he grabs the apple from a pair of polished nails.
"Mother, tell Niklaus to give me my apple back!" A high-pitched voice spats in a quick rage while Niklaus chuckles.
"Ah, come on now, Rebekah. It was just a harmless prank." Niklaus defends kissing his little sister on the cheek.
Her icy, blonde hair is filled with tonight's dinner, and Niklaus shakes his head as she hits his hand away. He loves his little sister more than anything in the world, and making her angry is the highlight of his day. He enjoys his sister's reactions and her feisty nature. She is always begging Kol to allow her to company him and his brothers on their hunt, but girls are supposed to stay in the kitchen to learn basic women necessities. When Henrik, Niklaus's youngest brother, died from a murder, the leash around his sister tightened. Rebekah was not allowed to leave the perimeter of the house. She was in a fit of rage last month, and when no one was looking, Niklaus saw her shed a small tear. From that day, he promised to help her to defend herself, and the two have grown closer. He would even take her on midnight walks in the forest to soothe her cravings for adventure. Once Niklaus finishes with skinning and preparing the meat for tomorrow, he is about to leave when their father grunts. Niklaus's somewhat happy mood is gone in his presence. He cannot stand his father, and his father does not like him. Their parents always favored Kol and Elijah, since they were the good children, and babied Rebekah because she was a girl, leaving no room for Niklaus in their hearts.
"I see you and your brothers brought home a good kill tonight." Mikael says in a monotone voice that reeks with judgment.
"Yes, Father. I was just preparing it for tomorrow's supper." Niklaus replies hoping to get some sort of recognition for his hard work.
"It was too thin last time, Niklaus. Try and prepare it a little better like Kol does." His father says retreating back to the house.
Niklaus's rage grows as his father leaves the cellar, and without thinking, he punches the stone wall again and again. After a couple of minutes, his hand his raw and bloody. He swears under his breath. Hiding his hand in his trousers, Niklaus makes his way to the table where everyone is praying for their meal. He takes a seat next to Rebekah giving her a smirk, and receives a glare in return. They eat in silence as Rebekah and Niklaus exchange hidden messages in their foods; a game they made up as children. When Elijah takes his sister's attention away from their game, and into the subject of cooking, Niklaus grows bored.
"Rebekah, sweetheart, eat your veggies." Niklaus says pointing his bone fork at her food.
"I will do what I want, but thank you, Nik." Rebekah replies with an attitude only he can understand and love. She is the only one Niklaus allows to have a nickname for him.
"Rebekah Mikaelson, watch your language, or you will be hearing from the Spirits." Their mother threatens taking a sip of turnip soup.
"Yes, Mother." Rebekah replies looking down at her plate.
The topic of fighting comes up, and the brothers are sharing their stories of fights, Niklaus gives Rebekah a wink at their secret meetings to teach her how to fight. Dinner is quiet for the rest of the night, and once the dishes have been washed in the bucket, and put away on the shelves, the Mikaelson siblings are free to roam the house. Rebekah is the first to take a bath, and Niklaus finds Kol in his sister's room.
"What are you doing in here, Kol? Rebekah will hurt you if she finds you in here." Niklaus says appearing bored with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall.
"I'm looking for a diary or certain documentation of our sister's declaration of love." Kol replies, that annoys Niklaus to no end. Kol always talked as if he were smarter than the rest of his siblings, but Niklaus would rise above them all someday.
"Is that so? I do think our little sister has nothing to hide." Niklaus says with full candor.
"I believe you are wrong, brother. I think our sister is hiding a mystery lover boy." Kol replies with a glare of his own.
"Enough of this talk, if you want something, ask me myself." Rebekah says in an irritated tone walking in with her towel and bare feet. "Now, please leave."
"You just said to ask you about your secret, sister." Kol says with a grin, and Rebekah rolls her eyes. Niklaus, who has wished for many opportunities to fight Kol, again, sees his chance.
"Let's go, Kol." Niklaus says dragging his brother out of the room.
Their fight begins verbally, and Niklaus is the first to pull the first punch. Niklaus can feel his body takes its toll with the abuse he put his body through earlier. Kol has landed a couple of good blows, but Niklaus is determined to win. Minutes fly by, and Rebekah finally appears wearing her white, cotton nightgown to break up the first. In the time of fury, Kol does not see where his fist is going. A loud scream is heard, and Niklaus hears his mother awaken, and he looks to his sister holding her cheek; now bruising on impact. His mother would come, but she says she needs her beauty sleep, so she will wait until the morning. That is what she did when Henrik and Kol got into a fight.
"Sister-"Kol begins, but Niklaus tunes him out leading her sister to her room.
"Are you alright, sweetheart?" Niklaus whispers laying his sister on her bed, and sitting next to her. His fingers trail over her face; her cheek black and purple, and eye half swollen.
"I'll be alright, Nik, it just stings a little." Rebekah says in an audible voice that Niklaus strains his ears to hear.
"I'm sorry this happened, little sister." He says in a regretful voice, and strokes her hair.
"Will we not be practicing tonight?" She asks, her baby blue eyes looking up in anticipation and wonder, bringing Niklaus to laugh.
"Not tonight, Rebekah. I believe you have suffered enough tonight." He replies until Rebekah spots his wounded hand, and closes her small fingers around his hand.
"What happened, Nik?" She asks, and he cannot lie to her, so he tells her everything, and she nods, understanding.
They take care of each other's wounds, and talk for hours until Rebekah lets out a yawn. Niklaus goes to leave, but a hand grabs his, and jerks him back. "Stay with me?" Rebekah asks, and looking in her blue eyes he cannot say no. He sits back down for a few minutes, and she closes her eyes before falling asleep.
"Goodnight, little sister." He says pulling the blanket around her.
He watches her even breathing, and wishes he could give her the world. Niklaus is unsure of why he cares for her so much he just does. As the night goes on, Niklaus bandages up his hand, at his sister's request, and lies down with his hands behind his head. Hours pass, and Rebekah stirs in her sleep, and her breath becomes rapid and frantic. Turning over, Niklaus sees her forehead wrinkling in frustration and her muscles tense. He shakes her gently, but nothing happens. Moments later, her scream breaks his heart, and she jolts awake with tears down her face.
"Rebekah-"Niklaus doesn't finish as her tiny arms wrap around his muscular frame, and sobs echo in his shirt. "What did you have a nightmare about?" He asks readjusting her so she is in his lap, and he wraps her in her blanket. When she was smaller, she would get frequent nightmares, and this was the only way to try and calm her. Surprisingly, he was the only one who would be able to calm her down, and actually get her to relax. They have always had a special bond.
"You, and everyone, all dying such awful deaths, and I could do nothing to stop it. I'm so helpless, and small, and you died over and over again." Her sentence comes in bits and pieces, and Niklaus hugs her tight. This nightmare wasn't about the vampires, werewolves, witches, or any other make- believe tales, but something real, and personal.
"Shh, sweetheart, shh, you are safe now. Big brother won't let anyone harm you. You are not helpless, but strong, independent, and beautiful. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise." He whispers, and she looks up at him; her little blue eyes filled with tears. "Do you promise? I cannot be alone, Nik. I'm so scared." Rebekah cries and Niklaus kisses her forehead, and strokes her hair again.
"You will never be alone as long as I'm here, Rebekah. You're my little sister, and I love you." Niklaus says, and wonders if he truly means it. He never cares for anything and hates the world. He has made that his reputation, and everyone knows it, but in his heart, he loves one thing. Looking into Rebekah's blue eyes, he knows he loves her more than anything. He will stand by, love, protect, and even die, for his little sister.
"I love you too, Nik." Rebekah says softly, and he kisses her cheek.
Niklaus lies down next to Rebekah, and pulls the blankets over them. A smile forms on their as they cuddle in the darkness together.
I thought I would clear up, because I almost made this assumption, that Niklaus and Rebekah were doing more then cuddling. No, they weren't they were just hugging, and drift back to sleep. No incest or anything like that just a simple moment loving sibling moment between Rebekah and Niklaus. Thank you.
Would you like this to be a full story or just keep it at a one-shot? Your choice.
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Enjoy your night!
~Witch