"This is boring."

Suck it up, mate. I said to the Hollow in my mind.

I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Theodore Mikaelson, but people close to me and people I trust call me Theo. If anyone I don't like call me Theo, well, they don't get to live to see tomorrow. Getting back to the introduction, I am the son of the Original Hybrid, Klaus Mikaelson and the werewolf queen, Hayley Marshall. I'm also the twin brother of Hope Mikaelson. Unlike my sister, who is a tribrid, I am like my dad. A vampire-werewolf hybrid. Though I'm kind of an upgraded version.

You see, when my father sacrificed his life for me and my sister, the Hollow that was inside him managed to survive. In order to get rid of it, or at the very least keep it under control, my Aunt Freya had no choice but to place the demon inside me. So yeah. Now I'm stuck with having to hear the whispers of the hollow, along with having to talk to it. I also have to make sure that it doesn't take control over my body.

Right now, me, Hope and Alaric were in a car heading to a church in order to help a werewolf. Apparently, the werewolf's foster parents thought he was possessed by a demon and called a priest to exorcise him. How stupid could these pathetic blood-bags get.

"How much longer?" I asked in my usual monotone voice, with a hint of irritation.

"We're here." Hope answered, taking a glance at me before the car stopped and we got out. I raised an eyebrow when we saw a human sitting on the steps of the church.

"Landon?" Hope asked, slightly dazed, and I immediately started glaring at the human now dubbed Landon.

"Hope?" The boy asked incredulously, staring at Hope.

"You two know each other?" Alaric asked, looking between Landon and Hope, confused. Hope merely shook her head.

"It's a long story." Hope let out and I turned my glare to her.

"I have an eternity, sister, so please explain." I spat harshly and Hope rolled her eyes at me.

"Not know Theo." She pleaded, before all of us heard a crash from inside the church.

"Ric." I said, gaining his attention and he nodded, making his way to the doors. He tried to open the doors, but they wouldn't budge.

"They're locked." He sighed, letting go of the handles.

Hope smirked and stepped forwards.

"Dissera Portus." Hope changed and the door flew of its hinges. The three of us rushed in.

"You might want to stay out here, bloodbag." I snarled viciously, looking back at Landon. "You'll only get in the way."

Landon flinched and stepped back. I smirked before Hope glared at me, making me sigh.

We walked into the church hall, where we saw a couple holding down a dark skinned boy writhing on the floor. A priest was standing above him, chanting.

"Someone shut down the exorcist."Alaric called out, and I smirked, transforming. Hope seemed to realize what I was going to because she looked worried.

"No! Theo!" She yelled, but I didn't listen. For the past two years, I was forced to listen to the whispers of the Hollow in my mind, and to fight for control of my body. Added with the grief of my parents and uncles death, tended to make me become quite unstable. So it was no surprise when I rushed at the priest and quickly snapped his neck, letting him fall to the floor, dead.

"Ad Sommum." Hope quickly chanted, putting the other two humans to sleep. Hope and Alaric both glared at me heatedly. I smirked coldly, and turned away.

"I'll deal with you later." Alaric told me sternly, before turning to Hope. I scoffed in annoyance.

"Make yourself useful Theo." Hope told me, still mad, and handed me chains.

I snarled at her and grabbed them before speeding towards the wolf.

"Help me." He groaned and I chuckled darkly, and stepped forwards, baring my fangs.

"As you wish, darling." I lunged forwards, but suddenly felt searing pain in my head.

"Don't kill him...chain him up!" Hope yelled and I grunted, quickly recovering and standing up. I used my hybrid speed to wrap the chains around the transforming werewolf, and tied each end of the chain to a stake, which I then shoved into the ground.

"Have I met your expectations, dear sister?" I sarcastically asked Hope who glared at me.

"You killed that priest." She growled at me. I averted my eyes, a frown marring my face. I never did like seeing Hope mad. Especially at me.

"It won't happen again, Hope. I lost control." I lied, though Alaric and Hope seemed to believe it, since they nodded.

"What the hell?" I heard a voice mumble, and all three of us turned around. I sneered when I saw Landon standing their.

"What an annoying human." The Hollow commented, and for once I agreed with him.


"So how do you two know each other?" Alaric asked.

The three of us, now with Landon and Rafael, were sitting in Alaric's car, heading to Mystic Falls. I was, to Hope's delight, squeezed in the corner, with a scowl on my face every time Rafael's head hit my shoulder.

"He used to serve me milkshakes at the Mystic Grill." Hope explained, and I lifted an eyebrow.

"I don't recall that." I interjected. Hope looked at me with a pointed gaze.

"That's because you were with the Strix at the time." I made an 'o' shape with my mouth and nodded, understanding.

My first time coming to the Salvatore Boarding School, was after our parents died. Before that, I was being trained by very old vampires in an organization named the Strix. An organization that was built by my uncle Elijah, and was now being led by my brother in all but blood, Marcel.

"Peanut butter with whipped cream at the bottom." Landon commented. I glared at him harshly. He still remembered my sisters order?

"What a creep." The Hollow said, giving his opinion.

"I agree." I replied, still glaring at Landon.

"We danced once." Landon blurted and my glare increased. This maggot danced with my sister? He touched her?

"We tried." Hope lifted her head, smiling at Landon. Then she frowned. "Then you moved away."

Landon scoffed.

"You blew a door off its hinges with your mind. And your brother snapped someone's neck. He killed someone! Mind explaining that!"

I snarled at him, veins appearing beneath my eyes.

"Control your tongue, blood bag! Lest you have it removed!"

"Theo, save your threats for some other time!" Alaric scolded. "And Landon, we will explain everything once we arrive at our destination."

Landon lifted an eyebrow, while I grumbled.

"Where are we going?" The black haired human asked.

Alaric looked out the window.

"Somewhere safe."


We had finally arrived at the school. I nudged the werewolf next to me.

"Wake up, little wolf. We're here." Rafael opened his eyes, gaze unfocused. He then sat up straight look around in confusion, but then calmed down when he saw Landon.

"Where are we?" He asked me. I looked at him in disinterest.

"You'll find out soon, mate."

All of us got out of the car, and started to make our way to the entrance of the school. There we found ourselves face to face with the headmasters daughters. Lizzie and Josie Saltzman.

Lizzie was a blonde haired beauty. But what is beautiful on the outside is not always the same on the inside. I was usually indifferent to her, but whenever she'd insult Hope, I'd scare her off.

Josie. Now she was another case entirely. I wanted to hate her or at the very least be indifferent towards her. But I simply couldn't. She had given me no reason to hate her, and whenever she smiled I felt myself smiling as well. Deep down, I knew what this meant, but I had received my parents stubbornness qualities. I didn't want to admit it.

"Welcome to the Salvatore Boarding School." The two of them greeted. "We'll be your tour guides."

"I'm Josie." The brunette greeted.

"I'm Lizzie." The blonde said. "We're sisters."

"Twins."

"Fraternal. Obvs."

Me and Hope looked amused at Rafael's confused expression.

"Rafael, why don't you go with the girls, while I talk to Landon." Alaric intervened.

Rafael nodded, and the girl hooked each of their arms into his own. I growled lowly when I saw Josie and Rafael's hooked arms. Hope smirked at me.

"Jealous?" She teased and I glared at her.

"Of course not." I replied, but my eyes betrayed how I really felt.

"Morning Hope, Theodore." The twins greeted. Josie in a friendly manner, and Lizzie, as if she was taking out the trash.

"Morning girls." Hope replied, and I simply nodded at Josie, refusing to acknowledge Lizzie. I saw Josie frown at me making me confused.

"More like despair." Lizzie commented in disgust.

"I heard that." Hope called out as they started walking.

"No you didn't." Lizzie sasses back. I glared at her, angrily.

"She didn't have to." I commented in my monotone voice.

Alaric at this point had had enough.

"Alright, all of you behave!"

"Love you dad!" The twins called out as they dragged Rafael away.

Alaric sighed, but smiled nonetheless.

"Come on Landon." He said and he and Landon started walking to the office.

I felt a pang in my heart, when I heard them say dad. It reminded me of my own.

My phone started buzzing, and I jumped lightly. Quickly taking it out, I looked at the Caller ID.

Marcel Gerard

I looked up at Hope who also saw my phone, with a jealous expression on her face. I sighed, when I saw it. Hope had always been jealous of Marcel, thinking that I had a closer relationship with him, than I did her.

"I have to go." I told her softly and she nodded, before walking after Alaric and Landon.

I sighed once more, before heading to the location that me and Marcel usually trained.


"Dodge!" Marcel shouted as he threw a right hook at me. I tilted my head, letting it sail past me, before grabbing his arm and breaking it. I kicked him in the chest, sending him flying into a wall.

I took a minute to catch my breath, but before I could even start to relax, I found myself pinned against the wall by Marcel. He shoved his hand in my chest and gripped my heart, making me grunt in pain.

"Never let your guard down." He instructed and I nodded. He took his hand out of my chest.

Marcel had come to visit Mystic Falls for a week, and today was his last day. He was helping me learn how to fight, and gain control over my body.

"How do you do it?" I asked after a minute of silence. Marcel looked at me in confusion.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

I looked at him sadly.

"Deal with all the pain and anguish, when you lose someone precious to you?"

Marcel stared at me for a moment before sighing.

"When you lose someone, it hurts. A lot. But if you spend all your time moping around, you'll be disrespecting your loved ones memories." Marcel explained.

"Does it ever get better?" I asked. Marcel chuckled.

"The pain never really goes away. But yeah it does get better. You learn to live with it." Marcel told me, before becoming serious. "Remember these words, Theo. When someone you love dies, don't cry. Look to the sky with a smile and say goodbye."

I was left speechless by his words. My respect for the man in front also grew. Then I smirked.

"Preach, Gandhi." I teased and Marcel laughed.

"You little shit!"


I was sitting on Hope's bed waiting for her to come. After Marcel had our heartfelt chat, we trained a bit more, before he left. He promised to come and visit, soon, and this time with Aunt Rebekah.

Right now, I was waiting for Hope. I just had to talk to her. To let her know that I loved and cared for her more than anyone. She didn't have anyone to be jealous of. She was my baby sister, albeit only three minutes younger, but she was still my baby sister.

I heard footsteps, and the door to Hope's room opened, and the owner stepped in. Hope had a goofy smile on her face. I narrowed my eyes when I smelt Landon's scent on her, but shook my head. I wasn't going to ruin this talk.

"Hope." I called out, alerting her to my presence. Hope jumped a bit, before glaring at me and pouting. I almost laughed at how adorable she looked.

"So...Marcel's gone I take it." Hope commented, trying to sound emotionless.

I sighed.

"Hope—!" My sister cut me off.

"No Theo! You obviously care more about Marcel than me! Hell I don't think you even care about me!"

I sat there quietly, listening to Hope rant. I winced when I saw her tear stricken face.

After a while, I had enough and sped in front of Hope, holding out my hand which had something in it.

Hope immediately shut up, and stared at it. First in confusion, then realization.

"That's..." Hope trailed off, looking ready to cry. I smiled softly.

"The gift you gave me in our 5th birthday." I explained, holding up the hand made bracelet made out of beads. Hope had given it to me, as a promise of Always and Forever. I had kept it safe ever since. It was one of my most precious jewels.

"You kept it?" Hope croaked out, and I chuckled, before placing my hands on either sides of her cheeks.

"Hope...no matter what happens I will always love you. Yes I care about Marcel a great deal, but you, my sister, are the one closest to my heart. You mean every thing to me." I spoke softly before pulling her into a hug. "Whenever you cry; I will be there to wipe your tears. Whenever you fall; I will help you rise. Whenever you need me; I will always be there for you. Because I know you'd do the same for me. We are siblings. The Mikaelson Twins. The Hybrid and the Tribrid. Always and Forever."

At this point Hope started crying freely, and returned my hug with fervor.

"I love you, brother." She choked out, her voice muffled. I chuckled, and stroked her head.

"I love you too, my dear sister."


I stood in front of the cell, Landon was currently inside. My expression was entirely monotonic, my gaze hardened into a steely glare.

"Landon." I said, my voice ringing out through the small space.

The human quickly scrambled to his feet and turned to face me, becoming scared.

"Theodore." He managed to let out and I let a smirk pass my face for a split second, before returning to my emotionless persona.

"What are your intentions for my sister." I asked, cutting straight to the point. Landon looked shocked at what I said before quickly recovering.

"I like her." He simply replied. This time I smirked darkly.

"Well you see, mate...my sister likes you as well. A lot may I add. So I just wanted to give you a warning. If you ever hurt my sister in any way..." I transformed, and bared my fangs. "I will crush your bones, and slowly pull your intestines from your body, while you are still alive. Do you understand?"

Landon rapidly shook his head, looking as if he was about to piss himself.

I nodded, and started walking away.

"Good...but remember this well. A Mikaelson always pays his debts and promises."


I was on my way back to my room after having my chat with Landon, when I heard someone crying. I instantly recognized that sound.

Josie.

I made my towards the sound and found myself in front of the girls locker room. I debated mentally, whether to go in or wait for her outside. I decided to go in, since she was in a state of grief, and could end up doing something stupid.

I opened the door, and stepped inside.

"Who's there?" I heard Josie's voice call out, and I frowned when I heard that it was raspy. She must have been crying a lot.

"It's Theodore." I replied and made my way to her.

I saw her sitting on a bench, her knees pulled to her chest, and her hair covering her face. Her face was tear stricken, and her eyes were puffy and red, from all the crying.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

I rubbed the back of my head in embarrassment.

"I heard you crying and...well...decided to see what it was about." I explained.

"Why would you care if I'm crying?" Josie asked in curiosity and I hesitated. Why did I care?

"I truly don't know. I just don't like seeing the people I like sad, I guess."

Josie blinked and looked up at me in slight shock.

"You like me?"

I chuckled and took a seat next to her.

"How can't I? I mean, you're literally the nicest person in this school. I can't bring myself to hate you."

Josie hid her head in her knees, blushing.

"Thanks, I guess." She whispered.

I chuckled. "Why were you crying?"

Josie looked at me, her eyes glistening with I shed tears.

"I just saw MG with his tongue down Penelope Park's throat." She explained and my face darkened.

"Say the word, and I'll kill him, love." I spoke seriously, and Josie giggled.

"Shut up." She joked, feeling better. I let a small smirk cross my face, and got up seeing that she was in a better condition. I started making my way to the door, but stopped, and turned my head.

"Josie. You deserve someone better than Penelope." I told her softly. "You deserve to be treated like a queen."

Josie looked shocked at my words, and I quickly sped out of the locker room, smiling softly.

When I reached the corridor, I saw Hope leaning against the wall, smirking deviously at me.

"So...when am I going to become an aunt." She asked, and I blushed scarlet, before smirking at her.

"The same day I become an uncle, my sister." I teased, and she turned the same color as me.

"Theo!"