Side Note:

The Mikaelson Mafia Family includes:

Niklaus Mikaelson: The Oldest.

Kol Mikaelson: The Second Oldest.

Rebekah Mikaelson: The Youngest.

Caroline Mikaelson: The Second Youngest.

The Salvatore Mafia Family:

Damon Salvatore: The Oldest.

Stefan Salvatore: The Second Oldest

Hayley Salvatore: The Youngest.

Salvatore Security's Daughter's:

Katherine Gilbert: Oldest Twin

Elena Gilbert: Youngest Twin.

Just so you understand the dynamics of the families. Also for the purpose of my story Elena is a bitch and Kat's the nice one lol. Certain unlikely friendships will form too.

Chapter 1: Everybody Wants To Rule The World

It was like any other day for Caroline Mikaelson, the mafia beauty. Yes you heard right, Caroline Nadia Mikaelson is a part of one of New Orleans prominent mafia families, the Mikaelson's. At a very young age her biologically parents had died, leaving Caroline to live on the streets to fend for herself. And for awhile she did just that perfectly fine, until one night she was starving to death. She never much liked to steal. She always thought it to be wrong, even though sometimes she had no choice. On this particular night she had came upon the Mikaelson's mansion. What would it hurt to steal at least one piece of bread, if it help her live she thought to herself.

Heading for the house she slipped into it, cracking open a window. Once she was inside she quietly found her way to kitchen. Just when she was about to steal the loaf of bread on the counter she felt someone grab her arm and turned her around to face them, having darkened brown eyes looking at her. She was about to scream when one hand covered her mouth and the other held the cold blade of steel on her throat. "You will not move nor speak. Understood." Nodding she kept quiet fear showing in her eyes as the boy spoke. "Good. Now down to business. You will be helping me with a very important task. You will steal The Mikaelson's most priced air loom, which should be no trouble for you considering you were already stealing from them to begin with. Not to mention refuse me and I will make sure you suffer at the hands of these varmint. Say so much as one word of this and I will hunt you down that is if they don't kill you first."

Realizing who he was indeed talking about she regretted trying to steal the bread. No one stole from The Mikaelson's and lived to tell about it. Everyone knew that. How could she be so foolish to have tired? If she wasn't fearful enough before she was now. She immediately wanted to refuse, but the threat in his voice though it was but a whisper made her rethink doing so. Not to mention a blade being pressed to your throat didn't help matters much. Gulping she tried to keep her hands from shaking as she followed his next orders. Once she stole the item he was looking for she handed it to him, all the while the blade never left her throat and his eyes never left hers. Once the stolen item was handed off to him he let the blade drop from being against her throat. "Remember not a word." He whispered close to her ear, turning her head ever so slightly to roughly kiss her lips, showing he meant business and to instill fear into her an evil glint in his eyes and smirk on his lips.

With shaking breathes and not another word the boy disappeared from her sight. She tried to calm herself as best she could before attempting to run, but it was too late they had caught her. With both her arms bound behind her back, being held back by both Rebekah and Kol they lead her to Mikael and Ester. "We found the culprit." They both said together making sure to keep pressure on her back by pressing her arms into her back. Both parents nodded with approval of their children. After awhile of her arms bound liked that they began to hurt. Both Mikael and Ester looked at her debating on what to do with her.

Finally they decided they would let their oldest decide her fate. After all he would be the boss one day in his father's stead. "Niklaus come here." His mother ordered in authority. A boy with sandy blonde curls and the deepest blue eyes she had ever seen walked in. His demur presented not only cockiness, but a deep strong personality, one of authority and self assurance. "It's time you learned the business." His father stated looking down at his son. "So we've decided you can make the decision of what to do with this intruder." He said pointing over to Caroline. Though she felt fearful she tried not to show it.

Striding over to her, he lifted her chin with his fingers making her look straight into his eyes a smirk playing on his lips. " Well well….what shall I do with you, hummm." Contemplating with himself as he circled her, making sure he kept her eyes locked with his. "I could kill you or…" He paused pulling her closer with his fingers still on her chin. "I could make you my pet." He said growling close to her ear. At the mention of pet it was as if something snapped inside of her and her defenses went up. "I'd rather die…" She said spitting in his face, her teeth gritted at him. Whipping his face off with his hand fury showed in his eyes. "And I could easily grant that request, but I think not." He could see a fire within her that he did not see in most, except for maybe his sister Rebekah. A smirk played on his lips. It was so uncanny how his moods could shift in a split second. "I admire your fire dear." That statement caught her off guard which is exactly what he wanted to do. Making his final decision he cleared his throat.

"I've made my decision. She will not die, but stay here with us for as long as I see fit." Both parents nodded accepting their son's decision. "Show her to her room." With that he left. At first she had felt merely like a prisoner, but soon she came to trust them, and they became her family. Though she had admitted that she was there to steal some bread and explained why, she never spoke of the rest of the events that night. She never spoke of Tyler or what he had threatened to do to her. Nik had asked her many times about it, but every time he asked her he saw the fear enveloped her face when it was mentioned. So though he knew she was keeping something from him on how their priced air loom went missing, he tried not to push too much. He vowed one day he would find out exactly what happened. As she grew older Caroline became to trust Kol and Nik more and more. And though for awhile Rebekah and her got along once they got older it was like jealous set in and they became mortal enemies. Literally every time Nik or Kol would side with Caroline and not her it would make her mad and hateful towards Caroline. She was their sister and yet they seemed to choose Caroline over her and she wasn't even related to them. So every chance she got to make Caroline's life a living hell she did.