Finding Redemption

If Katherine is set to die before the originals made their way to New Orleans, Nadia got their a few years earlier where she might just have found the reason of her existence. MarcelxNadia are the king and queen of New Orleans. With Klaus suspicious of Nadia's reluctance to even be in the same room with him due to what he did to her mother and their family in Bulgaria – paired up with Marcel and the supernaturals of the Quarter being protective of her – he sets out to try and reveal her secrets. Too bad the only originals she likes are Elijah and Rebekah.

MarcelxNadia. ElijahxHayley. Elijah-Nadia mystery family relations. RebekahxNadiaxCami close friendship. KlausxCami

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"Fine!" Large almond-shaped brown eyes narrowed at the woman in front of her with faded gray streaked black curly hair in anguish. This was not at all what she was expecting. What ever happened to the Katherine Pierce that she always heard about that would do anything to survive?! She simply wanted to get to know the person that gave birth to her only to be taken away from her seconds after. She wanted a fair shot, and she tried everything there was. When she was human, she did a spell on her blood to find her only to come up empty since Katherine was a vampire. She happily gave up her connection with nature and the earth to find her mother, and what did she get out of it?! Five hundred years of tracking down a mother to find that she didn't even want her!

"Drift off into oblivion! Leave me!" Her heart broke into shards yet again when her mind inputted 'again' at the end of the last one, but forced herself to continue as her eyes looked into her mother's own cinnamon brown eyes and made her voice soft but firm, "..But don't expect me to sit here and watch you die.."

Her mother didn't seem to care about her as much as she liked to think it seemed. As much as Katherine's expression gave away when she said she came back to Bulgaria for her in 1498. Her mother would never know that walking away then was the hardest thing she had to ever do in her existence.

A handsome dark skinned, shaven hair man that appeared to be somewhere around twenty-five shut his eyelids to cover his brown eyes, his shot of bourbon pausing at his lips as he sat at the bar. He wore a form fitting T-shirt that was black underneath a leather jacket, some necklaces, and dark faded jeans. He blinked to get out the vision that was helped from a certain beautifully young seventeen year old witch that possesses blue eyes with darkened eye lashes, rosy cheeks, full lips and a light tan skin that compliments she small frame with long, dark brown hair that is usually worn down in loose waves.

The pull in his chest, slowly loosened something that was foreign to him and his eyes widen at the look that his friends/followers that he sired Thierry and Diego. They could sense it as well. The rightful queen, his mate, had finally crossed into New Orleans.

"Find her." He ordered lightly, trying to keep the excitement out of his voice as he pulled back the shot and hopped off the stool, not even having to look up to see his friends nod and walk out the door.

He will find her – they had to.

Let the hunt begin.

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A pair of leather, knee high heeled boots walked casually down the bricked side walk of 'The Quarter', belonging to the feet of a young, strikingly beautiful woman with brown curly hair and deep brown eyes with dark thick lashes that were deeply amused as she smiled and turned her oval shaped face to look at her shorter blond, brown eyed human friend by the name of Camille. Meeting her at a college, changed both of their lives forever for the better. Camille giving her the confidence to get over the past and be there for her even though she knew her secret but was compelled to not say anything to anyone else and Nadia giving the same thing to her in return.

Nadia adjusted her leather jacket that was over her dark gray tank top and paired up with her tight fitting gray jeans, "Hey Cami, when was the last time you saw your uncle?"

She followed the small blond as she turned the corner, looking down at her as she answered that it had been a only a few years. Nodding, Nadia turned to look swiftly behind her and then in front of her, feeling eyes on her. She hadn't been to New Orleans since the 1500's and she liked what was around her now. The mystery, the art, the sight seeing and even though she constantly felt she was being watched -

"Nadia, letting my father rip you out of my arms, it was the biggest regret of my life. I should've fought harder, to keep you, but I didn't. So I spent the last 500 years, making sure that I'd never make that mistake again. I fought for everything, and in the process, I had a long, full life. And I got to know my beautiful daughter. You spent the last centuries searching for me, don't waste another minute on me. It's your turn to live."

She sighed, and gulped down the hard lump that appeared in her throat before narrowing her large almond-shaped brown eyes as she took in the aura of the man that was walking toward them with dark skin, brown curly hair and brown eyes.

Vampire.

Getting in front of Cami to stop him if he made the mistake of trying to harm them, she paused at his smile that seemed to be a little too secretive for her liking yet pleasant all the same, "Ladies." He walked past them calmly, as if he was just a passerby but Nadia's intuition flared up.

Something just wasn't right.

Nadia shook her thoughts away from her position that gave her the advantage of seeing him turn the corner, before looking at Cami with her signature carefree smile, pointing her right foot to the far left over her left foot with the grace and pose that a ballet dancer could only dream of having and gestured with her hands into the way that they were walking, "Shall we?"

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Okay, I really like the idea of Nadia and Marcel and I hope you wonderful people out there do as well. So favorite, follow and review to tell me what you think please.

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