A/N So, here is another idea that I had. I could not get this out of my head. I'm really not sure how I feel about it, but I could not write it, the idea was driving me insane. If you liked it, please leave a review telling me so because i'm not sure if i'm even going to add another chapter.

Rated M for violence. Incest warning. If this story is not your type of thing, then turn back because it's not fair to send me hate if i have already warned you.

A review would encourage me.

Grant My Wish

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I'm gonna love you till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you till the stars fall from the sky for you and I

Can't you see that I am not afraid? What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said? What was that promise that you made?

I'm gonna love you till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you till the stars fall from the sky for you and I

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"You are never given a wish without also being given the power to make it come true."

— Richard Bach

Chapter One—Make A Wish

"Catch me, Nik. Catch me!"

The sound of squealing followed by happy laughter made three and half year old Kol Mikaelson raise his head, his dark eyes settling on his younger sister and third eldest brother as they ran around the woods, Rebekah circling the trees in an attempt to outrun her favourite brother. The wide smile on her face and her blue eyes sparkling made Kol's own eyes darken and a frown to appear on his face. The laughter coming from Klaus made Kol's fists clench as he tried to stop the rage building inside of him. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Elijah talking with their father, who was sharpening his blades as he stood beside his wife.

"I caught you, Rebekah. I told you I would."

Rebekah's laughter could be heard again, followed by her teasing tone of voice."That is because I allowed you."

Esther was watching her only daughter with a proud smile on her face as she witnessed Klaus lifting the blonde child into the air, a look of nothing less than love on his face. Elijah looked just as proud, just as happy. Even their father wasn't frowning, but he didn't look pleased either. Kol, as always, was sitting alone, carving knife in his hand as he tried to focus on his task at finishing his horse. That was the only entertainment he had, the only friend he had because his family was, as always, too focused on their other children to even smile at their middle one.

They didn't notice Kol.

Nobody ever did.

This only built the rage inside of him to the point the he was sure that he would one day snap. He just wasn't sure if that would be a bad thing. Maybe that would gain him the attention that he silently craved. He just could not understand what his other siblings had that he did not. How they could love eachother so much but forget him. Klaus had Rebekah. Mother had Finn and though he was not the easiest man to get along with, his father always had Elijah as his right hand man.

Kol was always left out.

As he watched his siblings laugh and run around, Kol vowed that one day, that would change.

If he could not be given the love he deserved, he craved, then he would find it himself.

With a firm nod, Kol returned to his carving, but as he did, he saw shadow sit in front of him and when he looked up, he saw his mother's best friend sitting in front of him. She was a witch, too, he could tell. Ayanna was always looking at him with much wonderment in her eyes and he knew that she was aware of his power. But she never did say anything to his mother and he was confused about that but he never voiced it.

"Why are you sitting alone, Kol?"She asked softly, watching him."Do you not want to play with your brothers and sister?"

Kol shook his head, dark eyes meeting hers."I asked earlier but they said that there weren't any more places in the game."

He was quiet for a moment, his eyes drifting over to his sister who was being chased by Klaus once more."I hate them. I don't like them. I wish...i wish-"

"You wish what?"

"I wish I had a new sibling. But just for me. All for me."He whispered, tone full of hope before it shattered."But mother says that she has too much to handle right now. But I still wish that I had one. I want a sister, not 'Bekah, she's mean. I want one for myself."

"Why?"

"Because i wouldn't be alone."

"Why do you want a sister? Why not a brother?" She asked him curiously.

Kol smiled, as if her question was simple. His quick answer proved just how much he had thought about it."To love me, of course. She would be mine forever and ever."

Kol went quiet after that and continued with his carving, humming to himself. Ayanna was quiet too for a while, picking at the flowers around her until she came across one that was dead. As she did she watched Kol, who was carving quietly, still humming to himself and wondered if he even had a clue of the power he the power, it wasn't pure. There was something dark inside of him that worried the witch and she knew that if it wasn't either stopped or someone taught him how to control it, that he would become something dangerous and too powerful. His power was dark because of the rage inside of him, because he was alone. As if reading her thoughts, Kol's head rose, and his dark eyes met hers. It wasn't long, it lasted barely a second, but she swore that something flickered in his dark orbs. Something that made a shiver run down her spine. Then, suddenly, his expression turned to one of innocence as he returned to his task at carving a new toy for himself.

"You know, child, if you wish hard for something, there is a chance that it will come true. It is all about how much you want it."

Kol didn't reply. She didn't expect him to.

After placing the flower in front of him, the witch slowly stood and then turned from Kol, stalking over to Esther to help with her task.

She failed to see a slow smirk crawl onto Kol's face as he stared at the flower.

Kol had one thing that his siblings didn't.

Power.

He was special.

He spent most of his time in the forest, listening to the birds as he toyed with the simple spells that he had picked up from observing his mother. His mother did not know the how much power her youngest son had, mostly because she did not spend enough time with him to do so but mainly because Kol never liked to share his gift. So, instead of watching his siblings by the lake, Kol would practice his self control in the forest, wicked grin on his face as he made the leaves float around him or practice his swordsmanship with one of his father's swords to prove to his father that, although younger, he was better than Klaus. He would sit in the forest, legs crossed, and see what else he could make happen with just his will and a few foreign words.

He would hold nearly dead flowers in his hands, and just because he could, Kol would help them return to their beautiful state with just a few simple words."Phasmatos Tribum, Plantus Vivifey, Plantus Herbus."

And, because of him, because of his power, they would live another day. He loved it.

But, as a child with a short attention span who quickly got bored, Kol did, indeed, get bored with his simple spells. He wanted someone to chant with him. Someone to praise him, to share his power. To love him like he deserved and someone for him to treasure. Similar to how Rebekah would praise Klaus for being strong whenever Mikael beat him or how their neighbour's children would run around and play pretend. He just wanted someone who would never leave him behind like his siblings did, never want anyone one but his company, who would accept him for the way he was, something nobody ever had in his short life.

Just someone.

Someone to be his and his alone.

But, he had nobody and his siblings certainly did not deserve to share with him.

...and that was when it hit him.

He did not have to be alone.

Not if he truly did not want to.

Kol looked down at the flower in his hand. The flower that he had given life to and he smirked to himself, his eyes sporting a devilish glint. That was when he heard the whispers fill his head and the forest as his young but vicious mind began to plot. He shut his eyes, and as he did, a gush of wind hit him as he chanted a few words. He, remembering Ayanna's words, wished. He wished for what he had wanted his whole life. As he did, the flowers, the dead ones around him began to suddenly return to life. When Kol finally opened his eyes, they were ghostly white before they returned to their usual colour. He sat there for a few moments before he suddenly felt a change within him. He could not explain it, but Kol knew that something was changing.

He smiled as he stood up, keeping the flower gently in his grasp as he began to run through the forest.

He had a beautiful flower to give to his mother.

Thank you for reading.

I'm sorry that it is so short. If I do add another chapter, i'll make them longer for you.

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