This is my very first fanfic that I've ever written so forgive me if it's terrible. I just had this idea in my head and I could not get it out. So I decided to write it down. Please review and let me know what you think!

Note: This story begins when the Mikaelsons are still children. Possible spoilers in later chapters.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Vampire Diaries or their characters.

Chapter 1

The 11th Century

Everything hurt. She was trying so hard not to cry, but she was almost positive a bone had broken in her leg and her body was scattered with several other severe injuries. Pain was shooting through her. Crying was inevitable. She hoped she'd black out from the pain soon. She didn't.

Even though she was quite young, only being three, she was incredibly smart and an exquisite beauty. But now? Now her luscious, blonde locks were painted red with her blood. The new, vibrant dress her mother had carefully sewn in her favorite hue of blue was stained and torn to shreds. The forest that had been filled with her laughter just that morning was now scarred with her screams and cries of pain. Her pleads for help falling silent upon the empty grounds. The beating she was receiving was futile and he was reluctant. They were much too far from the nearest village to be heard. Perhaps that's why she was brought out here. She could vaguely hear the screaming of the man in front of her, probably calling her 'an abomination' again, but he seemed so far away. It was like she was under water. Everything was a blur.

She frantically tried to crawl away from him, but sadly her injuries wouldn't allow her to make it far fast enough. Another kick was sent to her ribs sending her fragile body flying back a couple feet. She unleashed a piercing screech as her back hit a large oak tree. She looked down to see a small branched now lodged in her side. Her breaths were starting to come out raggedly and burn her throat.

Her attacker rushed towards her grabbing her by her bruised neck, squeezing harshly. Her hands immediately went to his, helplessly clawing at them, attempting to hold him back, but failing miserably against his strength. And as she thrashed about under his hold and her lungs burned for air, the last coherent thought coursing through her mind was, 'my father is actually going to kill me...'

Then everything went black

Today was a good day for Niklaus. Father was away for a few days trading with other villages and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Which means he won't be able to object to him going along with his older brothers, Finn and Elijah, on their small hunting trip and he couldn't be more thrilled about it. Elijah has been teaching him how to improve his aim with a bow so he'd also get to prove to Father that he is not weak like he always says he is.

Mother was rather busy at home with Rebekah and Kol, but sternly told them to be back for supper so she could discuss witch business with Ayana. Which meant they would be stuck babysitting their younger siblings. It wouldn't be a bad job if Rebekah didn't have such a mouth on her. The girl could talk anyone to death in minutes. When Niklaus had left she started to beg and whine to come along too, claiming a woman could wield a blade as easily as a man, but she's too young and Father wouldn't be pleased if he found out. Only three years ago was it that she was born and a few years before that was Kol. He loved Kol and Rebekah, but they are too young and could easily get hurt.

Kol, on the other hand, had recently learned he might someday gain magic, like Mother, which keeps him too occupied helping with spells and herbal mixtures to want to hunt. Elijah had tried to teach Kol how to shoot an arrow and hold a blade properly, but he always just says, 'Lijah, when I am a witch, I will not need weapons to find my food.' Fortunately, Kol didn't know how the witches were once feared and sentenced to death in our village. Hunted and burned alive. He only knows when the village-men learned that Mother and Ayana, Esther's best friend, were healers, they warmly welcomed them, allowing their practice of arts so long as they promise to help the ill and injured. He didn't need to know of the past ways. It'd only fuel his growing ego.

Lost in thought, Niklaus hadn't even noticed he'd fallen so far behind his brothers until Finn had shouted, "Niklaus, we must hurry if we are to return in time for supper!" He quickly ran to catch up with the two. They walked for some time more before crouching down behind a fallen tree. He hid along side Elijah and Finn, who quickly shushed him and pointed to a deer drinking from the river ahead. Elijah, having the best aim and experience with a bow, quietly set up the weapon and pulled back the arrow to shoot. Just as he was about to release the arrow, a muffled groan was heard. The animal shot his head towards the boys then rushed away before Elijah could shoot. Finn sighed in annoyance at the loss and both brothers sent glares towards Niklaus.

Offended, he exclaimed, "It was not me!"

Standing up, Finn pat his brother on the back and mockingly said, "Of course not, brother. Perhaps it came from a nearby rabbit," Niklaus scoffed and rolled his eyes at his remark. "Well come along then. We must bring home something."

It has been nearly an hour already. Or so he thought? His brothers were late, that much Kol knew. It was beginning to grow dark and while his brothers were idiots, they would never hunt after dark. Rebekah had began to grow worried for them so Mother sent her to get berries from behind the house to distract her while she went to talk to Ayana. Kol was only sitting on a nearby rock to keep an eye on her. Although, he was quickly growing bored.

"Bekah, lets play a game!" Kol announced.

Knowing her troublesome brother, she grew suspicious. "What kind of game, Kol?"

Rebekah had a lisp when she spoke so she'd always mispronounce her R's or slur other words. Kol enjoyed teasing her about it every chance he got.

He pretended to think about it. "Hmm? Let's see who can eat the most berries the fastest!" Kol exclaimed cheerfully, jumping to his feet and reaching for her basket. He really wanted some. Just a taste. Mother never let him eat any because she used them for dye, but he couldn't help to sneak some. They were so good! "Kol, Mother does not like you eating them." Rebekah protested, quickly dodging her brothers greedy hands. "I want some red berries!" She told her brother and skipped off towards another bush before Kol could attempt to savage the fresh fruit again.

He sighed, moving to sit back down. He wanted to play. Not sit here on a rock. Elijah and Finn should've been back ages ago with Niklaus to eat. Him and Rebekah had already finished their supper and were impatiently awaiting for their brothers' return. They better have a good excuse for the tardiness.

Deciding he didn't want to sit here and wait anymore, Kol turned to the spot where Rebekah was just standing by the bushes to get her and go inside, only to find she wasn't there anymore. Confused to where she could've gone in such a short time, he half shouted, "Bekah! Come on, Mother will get worried about us if we do not return soon." No response. Not a sound. He started to worry. "Bekah?" Nothing. He panicked. Kol jumped from his seat on the uncomfortable rock to search behind the bushes and anywhere she could've run off to. How did she disappear? "Rebekah!" Mother was going to kill him.

About an hour later of an excruciating failure of a hunt, the brothers started back towards the village.

Niklaus, upset over this complete waste of time, dragged his feet trailing his brothers at a distance when something from the corner of his eye caught his attention. He stopped walking and turned to examine whatever the distracting item was. It resembled a dress, like the colorful ones Rebekah enjoyed wearing. It was a beautiful blue dress. Or so it appeared. He slowly reached for the vibrant cloth when he froze. His blood ran cold. His heart began to pound in his chest as he saw what laid before him. In the middle of the forest rest a girl. He couldn't make out much of her features, but she seemed to be unconscious and her small form was covered in bruises and blood.

He couldn't recognize her face behind her injuries, but what baffled him was her hair. It was blonde. It looked a lot like Rebekah's. 'It couldn't be? Could it? No, Rebekah is at the village with Mother, there is no possible way she could have made it this far so quickly,' he thought. He shakily crouched down and rolled the bloody figure towards him. Relief flooded him when he confirmed it wasn't his dear baby sister, but whoever it was had been severely beaten. Worry immediately consumed him once more for the poor girl who coincidentally looked a lot like Rebekah. 'Is she dead? Oh no no no. She can't be.' Niklaus began to panic. She was was too young to die. He quickly stammered to his feet with the girl in his arms, careful to not harm her anymore than she already was.

"Elijah! Finn! Come quick! Hurry!"

First Elijah, then Finn ran to find out why their younger brother had been anxiously yelling. They hadn't even noticed he'd fallen so far behind them. Perhaps he saw another animal and they wouldn't come home empty handed. But even if he did, he would have scared it off with his shouting. Upon seeing Niklaus, Elijah hurriedly questioned, "What is it...Niklaus-" he trailed off seeing what Niklaus had been so worrisome about. His face instantly paled. "Oh." Shortly after, Finn came into view. He too was horrified at the young girls' state. She couldn't have been much older than Rebekah by the looks of it.

Niklaus hastily but gently handed her off to Elijah, who willing took her into his arms knowing his brother wouldn't be able to carry her weight much longer. Finn remained frozen in place, shocked. He examined her. She looked so familiar, except it was hard to tell because she was covered in her own blood. Coming to his senses he searched for a pulse like Father had taught him. She was alive, but barely. Knowing they must hurry he shouted, "Come! Mother can help her!"

The three boys then ran back towards the direction of their village hoping the nameless girl would make it in time.

Should I continue this story? Please review and let me know what you think and if I should keep writing.

I didn't want to make the first chapter too long, but if I write more then those chapters will be longer. Also I continue with this story all the way through, then this will most likely be a sequel. I don't know yet. I'm still toying with the idea of it all.