The street was bustling with people the air filled with the sounds of jazz music and voices. The sky had turned dark but the streets were brightly lit with colored lights. It made the city come to life. The grip on my for arm tightened as I was dragged in and out of the crowds of tourists and locals. I had missed being home the feeling the smell the sound there was nothing like it. After being stuck in the middle of no where pretty much alone for the past two years, it was incredible to be back.
As I was dragged through the streets of the french quarter, the ones I ran so many times as I child. The familiar old beige coloured building called the Abattoir came into view. I was raised there I was taught there I spent my childhood there.
Felix my so called guardian tightened the grip on my arm starting to crush it, I struggled against it trying to pull away from the pain. I was yanked hard pulled towards the Gate of the Abattoir. Felix didn't knock or even announce himself. He forced open the old iron gates as he stormed in forcefully dragging me with him inside. He walked right into the middle of the building before he stopped.
My eyes scanned the building nothing yet everything had seemed to changed. The wall were still old and weathered the floor still had the same chips. But all the furniture was covered in white sheets, it didn't feel warm and welcome like a home; It felt cold and unwelcoming.
"Marcellus!" Felix shouted angrily as I continued to try and pull away from him
"Who are you are what are you doing in my home" a voice said darkly
Felix turned taking me with him as he turned to face the stairs. where we were greeted by the man I knew to be Niklaus Mikaelson. Other than a change in hair and clothing he looked the same as the photo I was shown as a child.
Klaus was walking down the stairs with a displeased look on his face, I couldn't help but watch him in awe. I could tell Felix had gotten nervous in the presences of the original hybrid, by the feeling of his grip loosening on my arm. I took it as my chance to get free, I hated being restricted. I turned away and thrusting my body forward with all my weight, yanking myself away from Felix. I fell on to cold rough tile floor with a light thud as I got away.
"I suggest you answer my brother he's not one to ask twice" a female voice echoed from above.
I turned my head to face the direction she had spoken, Like I had expected to see, the blonde girl Marcel told me to Rebekah, Klaus's younger sister. Was standing on the opposite side of the room from the staircase looking down from the balcony. Just like her brother she hadn't changed a bit, she was just as beautiful and Marcellus had told me.
She caught me looking at her I instantly looked away avoiding eye contact. Looking at my bare arm I could see a hand print shaped bruise forming on my skin. The ever burning embers that laid inside started to ignite as anger washed over me and I got to my feet.
"You son of a bitch!" I snarled
I didn't even give Felix a chance to turn around and face me I raised my hand flicking my wrist sending him flying across the room colliding into a wall. He hit the ground with a thud, I stormed towards him holding him up against the wall with magic.
"You think because you're a vampire you can go around using super strength to harm people" I snapped at him " How does it feel"
With a flick of my wrist as I spun around I threw him across the room into another wall. I waved my hand around my eyes following him as I smashed him against the walls. I could hear an amused chuckle coming from Klaus on the stairs. The anger that consumed me had no care or concern for who ever saw me until I heard the voice.
"Cendrillon enough" Marcell voice echoed through the compound
My body froze my hand dropping to the side as I released Felix from the grasps causing his to drop to the floor with a smack. I could hear the footsteps echoing down the stairwell behind me.
"Oh come Marcel, I was rather enjoying the show" Klaus spoke with amusement.
"Well it's over now" Marcell stated flatly " Felix are you alright?"
"No I'm not alright Marcel" Felix started getting to his feet and wiping the dust and dirt off himself. "that little bitch is out of fucking control, she burnt down half my apparently she keep messing with my ring. I can't do it anymore."
" Cendr-" Marcel started to say I spun quickly to face him
"In my defence, I'm young bored and left alone 96% of the time. Not to mention i'm a witch with the werewolf gene stuck with a douche bag" I told him honestly
" Both of you fallow me" Marcel said harshly storming towards a room.
I groaned rolling my eyes storming after him I reached the room sitting down in the chair. across from Marcel, Felix came in shortly after sitting next to Marcel glaring at me as Id did.
"You two need to cut this out, your job is to protect her and keep her out of the french quarter Felix" Marcel snapped at him
"She's nuts Marcel" Felix argued
Just like that the arguing started they were yelling at each other straight across the table. Marcel defending me and saying I needed protection that home wasn't safe for me. that it was better for me to be somewhere else. While Felix said I was a nut job that was out of control. After ten minutes of arguing the both got to their feet yelling at each other and pounding on the table as they yelled at eachother.
I stood up neither of them noticed, I turned on my heels storming out on them. I walked back into the main room going right to table, first I pulled myself up to sit on it before leaning back and laying on the table. I closed my eyes Marcel was right I really did need to work on my temper.
"So little darling tell me, how do you know Marcellus?" I heard Klaus voice say close to me
I laid there not bothering open my eyes but mentally rolling them at him. Marcel had told me all about the original family that had raised him. I knew it was better to bite my tongue but every inch of being wouldn't allow that..
"First of Nic, don't ever call me little or darling again. seconly why not ask Marcel" I said with more attitude and bit more bitter than I had attended to
"Because I asked you love" Klaus said casually
"Dont call me that either" I told him coldly
"Well then what should I call you?" he asked with a hint of amusement
"My name is Cendrillon as ridiculous as it sounds it is the name Marcel gave me. I usually got by Cen or Cece" Informed him
"Well then Cen, do tell what is your story" Nic questioned
"Since I have a feeling you're not going away anytime soon, fine" I told him giving in as I sat up opening my eyes
Niklaus had taken a seat in one of the old fancy arm chairs. His chin rested in one hand while he held a glass with ice and what I could only guess was whiskey or bourbon in it. A small sideways smirk pulling on his lips as he watched me. I rolled my eyes lifting my self and maneuvering myself to end of the table hanging my legs off the edge.
"Alright, you wanna know how I know Marcel. I'll tell you about that night." I told him taking in a deep breath before I began my story . It wasn't something I enjoyed talking about but it gotten easier as I got older.
I could see the glow of the full moon though the dirt and moss covered windows. My back was against cold stone wall it was rough against skin. The room around me was dark the only light was that of the dim beams that made it through the stained skylights. The walls were all cement old with cracks water dripping down echoing through the silent room as they hit the floor. Goose bumps form on tender flesh my heart racing in my chest.
Slowly I got my feet my entire body shaking from the cold and fear, the stone floor like ice on my feet. I had been staring at the wooden door across from me for what seemed like forever. I couldn't remember anything, I had just woken up in this cold room my body like ice. The door was wooden the white paint was chipping away exposing the rotten wood underneath. the glass panels that were two wide and four down were cracked with chips and weathered.
I stepped closer to the door my hand reaching out for it, something in me telling me to stay but another part curious to explore. I reached my small arm up turning the handle as I leaned into the door it begrudgingly creaked open; leaving an eerie feeling in the air. I stepped out into the hallway it was dark dimly lit with candle flames dancing shadows along the walls. I looked up and down the hallway. one way was more door the other had stairs.
As I stared at the lit door at the end of the hall I heard a high pitched scream that turning into howl. My brain told me to turn around and run up the stairs but something inside was pulling me towards the door. Before I knew it I found myself in front of the door it was open just a couple inches. the lights were flicking I could hear voice I couldn't make out what they said. Leaning against the door it creaked open I could see multiple body's with strange tools. I didn't know what they were but something in me wanted to know.
I got onto my hands and knees my dress tucking under them as I crawled against the floor. I stayed against the wall behind the body's before I hid under a table. They stabbed the tool into something and as a scream filled the air I knew it was a person. As one turned to get another object another flicked on a machine.
The lights were flashing voices speaking, one screaming something but the only word I understood was run. As the other turned I couldn't see there faces only the gas masks they had on there faces.
"Grab her" one scream through his mask
Another came towards me I stumbled to climb out from under the table knocking it over I let out a loud scream. Fear took over me as I ran out of the room tears streaming down my eyes as I ran for the stairs. Each candle I passed in the hallway seemed to explode with life the flame growing sublingually in size as they grew together. the doorways where the first to catch fire as voices screamed they were overtaken by the crackling sound of the fire.
As the ceiling above me caught fire I just made it to the stairs I looked back only to see the entire hallway light up in roaring flames. One of the masked body's on fire flailing around before it fell to the ground. I turned back around I started to run up the long staircase the fire closing in around me the smoke making it hard to breath.
I gasped for air as I fell at the top of the stairs the fire already taking over the building enfolding it in it's rage. I could feel the flames getting closer the heat rising as smoke clouded my vision. I stumbled on to my feet trying to make my way out of burning building. a loud crack filled my ears before my body was forced forward. I hit the ground with a hard thud, I looked behind me terrified to see what looked to be a wolf under a beam over taken by the flames.
I crawled on my hands and knees my dress singed my body covered in ash, the hot smoke filled air making every breath harder than the last. Then I finally saw it the moonlight coming in through an open door I crawled my way over to it. slowly getting to my feet as I got closer. I walked onto the porch then stumbled down the stairs onto the cold wet cobble streets.
I could hear footsteps echoing around me and from light of blazing building behind me I saw a man walking towards me. I stayed there on my knees my body to tired cold and weak to move as I looked up at him. The man stopped in front of me kneeling down he brushed my ash covered brown hair from my face.
"I'll take care of you little Cendrillon" the man spoke softly and all my fear had disappeared.
"So Marcellus took you in and raised you as his own" Klaus added after I had finished my tale
"Yes he did and as I got older we learned I was witch and then when he took me to a witch to learn about myself she said I was a werewolf and wouldn't help me because I was an abomination" I told him honestly I could see the word hit home with Klaus as I spoke it
"Bet Marcel didn't like that very much" Klaus smirked
"Nope she was his first, "example" I told him sharing his smirk
"Klaus who's this?" I heard a female voice ask from behind
I turned my head looking back over my shoulder to see a girl a little older then myself walking down the stairs. Next to her was the blonde Mickelson girl I knew, Rebekkah. Not that far behind the two of them was a bearded guy in a flannel shirt.
"Hayley this little ash girl is Cendrillon" Niklaus introduced me
I wiped my head around quickly causing my hair to whip around my shoulder as I shot Nik a glare. The man had a playful smirk on his face, he was so lucky he wasn't anyone else and saying that. Behind me I heard a gasp and footsteps.
"It's can't be" I heard a male voice
Before I had a chance to turn around to see what was going on a felt a hand touch my shoulder. I instantly tensed up instinct running through, I spun around quickly jumping off the table as I grabbed the hand that touched me. I twisted and bent it causing the guy in the flannel shirt to fall to his knees back facing me as I held his arm back with his hand bent was small movement and I'd break it.
"Do not touch me" Growled my voice rising as I spoke.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. We thought you were dead!" his voice practically begged
I dropped his hand he instantly pulled it to himself as he turned around I stepped back. Giving him a weary full and confused look; what was he talking about. He got to his feet a look of bewilderment mixed with a look like he had seen a ghost masked his face as he looked at me.
"Jackson.." Hayley's voice questioned, he turned to face her.
"Well look's like the pup's out of the bag huh?" I heard Marcel say
Everyone one of us turned to face him, he had a somewhat guilty look on his face. He reached his arm back scratching his neck. No one said a thing but they all had knowing look on there faces, I was missing something but I didn't know what. As the silence grew I became more and more agitated.
"Alright someone tell me what the hell is going on or I'm going to burst some blood vessels starting with grabby here" I turned to face jackson glaring at him.
"You have no idea" he said softly in shock I gave him a no shit look
"You're a crescent wolf, you're hayley's little sister" Jackson said still in shock my eyes went wide as I looked at him.
"Alright someone who hasn't been gnawing on magic mushrooms on full moons tell me what's going on" I said turning to Marcel I gained a small giggle from Rebekah.
"He's telling you the truth, Show her your birthmark Hayley" Marcel said calmly
I turned around to face her and Jackson once more, she seemed to be just as shocked and stunned at I was for the whole situation. Slowly she turned around pulling her hair over her shoulder and moving her sleeve out of the way. There was the same crescent shaped birthmark on her shoulder the same shoulder and the same size as mine.
I swear right then and there the world stopped spinning and my heart stopped beating as air got caught in my lungs. I stumbled backwards leaning into the table before collapsing on the floor and sitting there. wide eyed my mind racing not sure how to feel what to say, My hand wrapped around me touching the mark.
Jackson was the first to move closer to me he held his hand out. There was something noble about him he was seeming to take it better then Hayley. Putting my hand in his Jack pulled me up with one quick tug once I was standing he gave me space. I leaned against the cloth covered table looking around. Jackson was watching me and Hayley waiting for everything to sink in, Rebekkah looked shocked as Marcel looked guilt ridden. While Klaus was still sitting in his chair with an amused smirk on his face.
I turned my head to look back at Jackson he was still watching me. None of us said a word for twenty minutes before Hayley broke the silence for us. The first thing out of her mouth was angry and directed at Marcel. Her and Jackson were both pissed that he knew that I was crescent and Hayley's sister but didn't tell them. Ten minutes passed of them arguing before I snapped at them and started asking about my parents, the pack, who I was.
"You're name is Terpsichore Zosime Labonair" Jackson told me firmly My mouth dropped as I blinked at him in disbelief, we all did.
"What on earth kind of name is that!" I asked in disbelief " It sounds like some freaking slutty triceratops!" I added
Klaus instantly breaking out into laughter behind me, my face dropped as I turned slowly to face him. I crossed my arms over my chest the hybrid was getting way to much entertainment out of this.
"I don't see why you're laughing, you're so old you probably saw a few of em. Hell you're probably the reason there dead" I sassed him
Klaus instantly became silent his face dropping as he looked at me unamused. As both his sister, and Marcellus let out small chuckles. I smirked proudly at him winking before turning back to face the other.
"She is definitely your sister Hayley" A male voice said before Elijah came out from the shadows at the top of the stairs.
"Yeah she is" Hayley said still in a state of disbelief
Her and I both shared a look of unsure understanding which turned into us just kind of starting at eachother. I couldn't believe it after all these years I had a real family I had a sister.
"Why don't we leave the two of them to talk" Elijah spoke assertively to the group
They all agreed slowly dissipating Jackson giving Hayley words of encouragement. While Marcel gave me a comforting nod before him and Klaus walked away. When they all finally left it was just Hayley and I left in the room. The two of us awkwardly standing there neither of us knowing what to say to each other.
{This is a new story I'm working on guy's. Tell me what do you think?}