I do not own Schooled in Magic or the Originals, and I am not making any money from this. I hereby concede all rights with regards to this story to the creators of the original universes.
Since its likely only a few people have read Schooled in Magic, the relevant details will be included in the story.
Were those sirens? Emily thought to herself as she was kneeing on the cold stone floor of an unfamiliar cellar. She had just tried to teleport back to her house with her trunk and then… she hastily checked her watch, no time had passed. Somehow, her teleport had dumped her here instead of her bedroom. Where was she? Her head spun just as it had five and a half years ago, when the Necromancer Shadey had kidnapped her from Earth and taken her to the world she referred to as the Nameless World to sacrifice her to a dark entity.
Magic flowed around her through the air, warning her not to move. There was a circle of salt lay around her, at the base of the barrier. An analysis spell revealed an oddly fluid, organic seeming spell blocking her in. She cast a dispelling charm on it, knocking a hole roughly a meter in diameter in the barrier, but it filled itself in almost immediately.
„Definitely another world" she muttered, seeing that this magic was completely different from the complex, almost algorithm like spells she was used to, not to mention the siren indicated that she was no longer in the medieval Nameless World. Not that the spells adaptive structure mattered much, the next spell she cast was a wardcracker that burrowed into the structure of the hostile spell and tore it apart.
Something was wrong, Freya just new it. At Eljjah's request, she had prepared a containment spell in the cellar, just in case they needed to lock someone up. She had also included a spell that would alert her if something wound up in the cell, if something attempted to escape the spell, or if the spell broke. And now something had not only wound up caught in the enchanted cell, but had also ripped apart the spell in barely a minute. Freya ran towards the cell, almost colliding with Elijah on the way. "Something's in the cellar, hurry!" they both ran towards the entrance. Once inside, what they saw wasn't some kind of powerful monster, at least not in appearance. A young woman in her twenties, wearing a stereotypical magicians robe, with an archaic looking wooden chest floating behind her, looking at them with a mixture of surprise and horror on her face. Elijah rushed at her, only to get smashed in the chest by an invisible force, flinging him backwards into the wall and shattering his ribs. A rock hurled by Freya suddenly stopped midair and fell to the ground, a meter from the unknown girl. Two flashes of light flew at the surprised witch from the stranger's hands, but disappeared as they touched her skin. Then it became hard for Freya to breathe, and as her knees gave out, the strange woman ran out.
Emily had perhaps half a minute to look around before the door burst open and two people stormed in, a handsome man in an expensive looking suit and a blond woman whose hands were already in what appeared to be a casting pose. The man in the suit suddenly ran at her at superhuman speeds, but after all the conflict she had been a part of in the Nameless World, her combat reflexes were excellent. A force punch intercepted him a meter away from her and flung him into a wall, a rock thrown with magic fell out of the air as the wards she had cast on herself cancelled the spell propelling it. She threw a freeze spell at the woman she now knew to be some kind of magic user, and followed it up with a prank spell, a frog transfiguration designed specifically to not harm the victims mind, as few experienced magic users expected such an attack. Unfortunately, both spells dissipated harmlessly against the Blonde, who, as she now realized, was surrounded by the same strange, oddly chaotic magic of the barrier spell. Her next spell changed the composition of the air around her opponent, making it unbreathable. Realizing that she likely could not win against these two, she ran out, her trunk floating behind her, hoping to maybe see something far away that she could teleport to. She found herself in the courtyard of a large, old, two story building. Levitating herself to the roof, she heard the siren more clearly, and skyscrapers rose in the distance. She was definitely back on Earth, or at least a version of fit. All she knew about the Multiverse was that it existed, and that there was at least one Earth as that was where she had been born, and the magical world she referred to as the Nameless World in her head, where she had wound up and spent the last five and a half years. Suddenly, another man appeared in front of her, his irises glowed yellow, and black veins spread out from under his eyes. She felt a pressure on her mind as he looked into Emily's eyes, and said softly, although she could hear the anger in his voice „Stop moving. Who are you, what do you want and what did you do to my siblings?". She countered the mental attack with soul magic, bringing both their minds into close contact and pushing back. Here, they were equals, and while the man possessed formidable mental powers on top of his clear physical strengths, she had plenty of experience here.
His mind was vast and complex, she could see anger and pain there, but also fierce loyalty to his family. She now knew that he was Niklaus Michaelson, a millennium old werewolf-vampire hybrid, and that the people from the cellar where Elijah and Freya, a vampire and witch respectively. She also saw a part of how the magic of this world worked, and that the magic in the local creatures was so chaotic, that it disrupted her spells, unless she changed them to compensate.
Klaus intercepted the stranger as she reached the roof. She seemed surprised to see him, and he immediately used compulsion and told her to stop moving as he tried to pry into her mind. Suddenly, he was elsewhere. He was aware of his mind in its entirety, but also the stranger's. It was filled with confusion, but also rage at the intrusion. He pushed towards her, Emily, he now knew her name to be, and suddenly he was rushing forward, as though he were running at vamp speed, only to bounce of a wall that appeared out of nowhere. He thought of smashing it, and suddenly there was a sledgehammer in his hand, but it disappeared after he broke the wall. And then he realized, thought became reality here. Then, suddenly, a stake flew at him, the same enchanted White Oak Stake that Dahlia had recently destroyed. Pain wracked his body as it speared his chest, and he was thrown out of the girl mind. The stake clearly had been illusionary, just like everything he had just seen, but that didn't make him any less mad. He came too, lying on the roof, with Emily crouched by his side. "I'm so sorry about that, I didn't mean to show up here and I didn't want to fight anyone, I just reacted." she told him, speaking so fast he could barely understand her.
Klaus leaped to his feet.
"You've been in my mind, seen what I've done, what I'm capable of, and yet you're still here? You must be either very brave or very foolish, Emily. Give me one good reason I shouldn't rip your heart out right this instant!"
"I didn't kill or seriously hurt anyone. I was only trying to get out of the dungeon. I saw your soul and I know you saw mine. You are motivated by your desire to protect your family and your daughter and you know I don't want to hurt them." she answered "I know you felt sorry for me when you saw my past."
"Elijah might disagree with you, but he'll be fine. And you're right, I do feel bad for you, my Mother and Father were poor excuses for parents as well. Now, I think, it's time to calm down Elijah and Freya, and introduce you to the rest of the family. Maybe we can help each other with our problems. My family has a doomsday prophecy hanging over it, and from what I gleaned from your mind, you're stuck in a strange world without means and cut off from everyone you know"
Emily reached out and shook Klaus' proffered hand. "Besides, I learned all about your thirst for knowledge, even if we can't help you get back, we can give you books for the rest of your life" he added with a sly grin. "That's going to be expensive, since sorcerers can prolong their lives almost indefinitely" she replied with a grin of her own. Maybe being stuck in here in a world she now knew was filled with vampires, witches and other supernatural nasties wouldn't be so bad. At the very least she had the chance to buy all the engineering, biology, chemistry and other textbooks she wished she had brought when she wound up in the Nameless World.
Elijah walked out of the cellar, his suit rumpled and bloodstained, blood was drying under his nose and mouth, the force punch had clearly inflicted serious damage, though it had now been healed. Rage filled his face as he saw Emily, but Klaus stepped in front of him and placed a hand on his chest.
"Brother, calm down. You're alive and she wasn't trying to hurt you."
"Have you gone mad, Niklaus? Any other being would be dead right now!" Elijah thundered glaring at Emily, who shrank back "And since when do you advocate mercy on our enemies?".
"Since I saw into her very soul, brother. Emily means us no harm, you surprised her and she acted on instinct. She is willing to help us with the problem of the prophecy. As a powerful sorceress she might be the very thing that saves us. Also, it is you who has lost his mind if I am the one who is advocating the path of reason!" Klaus replied, putting on a smug grin during the last sentence.
"Fine, but first she must tell us how she broke Freya's spell, fix said spell, and make sure it can't be broken the same way again. Also, I will keep an eye on her, to ensure she does not turn out to be one of our enemies after all." was Elijah's somewhat calmer reply.
"What the bloody hell happened here?" a new arrival yelled. That was Kol, Emily realized. Klaus' family had been at the forefront of his mind during their mental encounter, and now she knew them all. "Hello Kol, my name is Emily." she introduced herself. "How the hell do you know my name, and did you do that to my brother?" the Original replied hotly. "Sorry, that was an accident, and I know your name because Klaus and I accidentally read each other's minds" she rushed to explain. "She is going to be staying with us for a while, and Klaus is convinced she can help us fight the prophecy." Elijah threw in, apparently now somewhat less angry at Emily. Kol seemed slightly placated by his brother supporting the new arrival. "So, what dirty little secrets is my brother hiding? See anything interesting?" he asked.
"All that is visible is what's at the forefront of someone's mind. Here, that was his family. However, in the past, I have seen some things, that cannot be unseen. It's a very … intimate form of communication." Emily answered.
"Well, let's get you settled then, shall we?" Kol asked "And maybe, if you did see something of Klaus', you can let me know once he is out of earshot.".
"Let me grab my trunk first, luckily I have most of my stuff with me." Emily told her.
"Most of your stuff fits in that little thing?" Kol asked incredulously.
"It's bigger on the inside." Emily replied, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
And now she would be heading to the room that would be her home for the foreseeable future, living with several ancient, bloodsucking vampires. Well, it couldn't be worse than a world in which Necromancers amassed vast power through human sacrifice and drove themselves mad in the process, could it?
Thank you for reading my first attempt at fanfiction. Constructive criticism is very welcome, I hope to improve my writing skills for the future. If you have questions about Schooled in Magic and Emily's background, then please write them in the comments, depending on the kinds of questions I receive, I will either add more info to the next few chapters, or I'll give the info in the chapter introduction.