Chapter: 1. The Punishment.
"Are you sure we stepped into the right town? Looks like Dulls Ville to me."
"Easy, Slater, this my home you're talking about... One I haven't been to in almost a millennium, but still my home."
Viktorya threw her arm around Slater's shoulder, leaning into him as they both looked out into the mostly-quiet streets of Mystic Falls; Which could surely fool anyone into thinking 'Dulls Ville' was a more accurate name of the small town just by it's appearance. If they only knew. Both vampires eyed the vacant space with different expressions upon their face; Slater with one of disappointment as he expected to walk into something more... Exciting to say the least; Especially with all the stories he's heard over the decades, he thought the place would be a bit more lively. Viktorya's being one of nostalgia with a sense of comfort about finally coming home after being away for so long. Too long.
"Where are all the werewolves?" When Slater heard Viktorya was planning on making her return to Mystic Falls, he took no time in deciding to come along with her to see the 'Magical' homeland of the supernatural.
"Why, in a rush to be bitten by one?" Viktoryia smirked, winking.
"Don't you have a family reunion to attend?"
"It's been 300 years. At least. Nik can wait one more hour to see his baby sister. I have to make a small detour first."
"What's your intentions with the Salvatores? The others didn't bother making nice with charming introductions, they did it with daggers."
"It's important that I come off as the Original to trust, my closeness with Nik will give me an upperhand against Elijah and that'll make it all more sweeter when I -"
"Stab them in the back?" Slater chipped in.
"No. In the front." Viktorya grinned. "And make the stake look pretty as I'm doing it."
Before leaving, Vik gave Slater a quick, tight hug and then pulled away; Saying one last thing before she left Slater to tour the town on his own. "This town belongs to the Originals. Not some dim-witted so-called Founder's Council who likes to call ownership on things they do not own. And by the time I'm done with them, they're going to regret the day they ever called Mystic Falls home."
She turned on her heels and went in search for one, or both, of the Salvatores; Preferably hoping the doppelgänger was with them nearby. As she walked, she heard Slater yell out for her not to get herself staked.
"What's wrong? Doppelgänger can't handle a little blood?" Viktorya slid right between Damon Salvatore and a sickly-looking Elena Gilbert, rudely pushing them apart as she called the bartender over and ordered a drink before putting her attention back on the two vamps. She had manners, she just wasn't good at using them most of the time. Noticing how they were eyeing her, she shrugged. "What? Someone had to break up the sexual tension between you too." She smiled innocently.
"Who the hell are you?!" Damon snapped, in full defense mode since the words Doppelgängerpassed through the much older vamp's lips, popping up from his stool. Before Viktorya opened her mouth to respond, Damon was already reaching over the bar to make a grab for Elena's arm; But was stopped short by Viktorya's hand slamming down on his, pinning his fingers roughly to the hard surface in a hold that threatened break each and every bone in his hand if he so much as moved an inch. "Careful, Love, the last thing you need is another problem with one more Mikaelson."
"A Mikaelson?"Elena silently mouthed the words to Damon behind Viktorya's back; Both looking more than a little shocked by the arrival of yet another Original, like they didn't already have too many to deal with.
"I'm here to be your friend, Damon. I hear you don't have many of those. And, Elena..." Viktorya turned her head to look at the baby vamp, giving a bit of a sympathetic look, although not even the least bit genuine; Looking her over, noticing the kind of state she was in. "...I'm guessing sickly is not the new black and you just can't keep any good blood down."
"How do you -"
"Know?" Viktorya cut Elena off, finishing the sentence for her; Only to quiet the conversation when the bartender finally delivered the drink she ordered; Downing the entire glass under a second before slamming it down on the bar, making the other two wait. She let up on Damon's hand, giving him a 'take caution' look in case he was attempted to try anything. "I'm an Original. I know a lot."
Much to Damon's dismay, Elena eased and started to question Viktorya; When he advised against it, Elena insisted they needed to at least hear her out in case she knew how to help. Viktorya simply listened to the two, partially-entertained, and ordered another drink before interrupting the chit-chat and getting to why she was there; She had other places to be and was growing rather bored.
"Why is my body rejecting the transition? Is it because I'm a doppelgänger?" Elena asked, exasperated, as if every word she spoke took great effort for her to say without passing out. Damon, who had made his stand quite clear on how he felt on listening to the Original, was even all-ears to hear her answer; Anything that could help Elena, of course.
"Yes and no." Viktorya started, finishing the last of her second drink before continuing. "The witches are punishing you."
"What? Why?!" Damon and Elena took a glance at each other, both stunned; But Damon half-doubtful about the news.
"Because you..." Viktorya stared right at Elena as she spoke. "Although not your fault, screwed with the doppelgänger bloodline and now the witches are punishing you for it."
"Why?" Both Damon and Elena asked in unison, prompting Viktorya to continue.
"Elena became a vampire before she gave birth to a child, therefore the Petrova bloodline died when she did; Disrupting the balance by not allowing there to be a way for Klaus to create any hybrids." Viktorya spoke, speaking more directly to Damon that time.
"...Isn't that something they should be happy about, yet they're punishing me for it?" Elena asked, confused.
"Oh, believe me, they are very happy that Klaus can no longer create any hybrids. But. They're also very pissed about the balance being disrupted. They don't condone Klaus making hybrids, but he -has- to have a way to make them. Witches and their condescending rules." Viktorya scoffed.
"Why should we believe you're telling the truth? I've never met a vampire with expertise on what dead witches want." Damon questioned, still doubting every word that the Original spoke. "I've been around a long time, Damon, I've learned a thing or two over the millennium."
Elena stayed quiet, processing, waiting for Viktorya to continue; And without prompting, she did.
"The spirits know biting into a human would be Elena's last resort and so... They made it her only resort. Esther created the Petrova bloodline, you don't screw with witches rules and expect not to be punished." Viktorya shrugged, turning to Damon and patting him on the back. "Take care of my bill, will you? I have a brother to see." And with that, she left The Mystic Grill; Feeling Damon and Elena's eyes on her back as she walked out the glass doors.
Viktorya walked right into the Mikaelson mansion; Her black-boot stilettos clicking on the wood flooring, announcing her arrival before she even spoke.
"Klausy... It's your baby sister." Just as the last word left Viktorya's mouth, she was shoved into, taking completely by surprise, and sent flying several feet across the lavishly-decorated long hall; But she recovered quickly, rising back on her heels looking feral and fully vamped out. It only took less than a second for her to tone down her wildcat, I'm about to pounce,behavior in exchange for a more playful, kitten-like manner while she fluffed out her hair as her fangs retracted and her features normalized. Her eyes fixated on her brother, smirking slightly from his obvious stunned expression as he stared back at her. "You're lucky I'm not into incest 'cause you know I like it rough."
"...Viktorya?" Klaus' tone sounded just as shocked as his expression showed; Quickly changing to one of pure happiness, which was not an emotion many had the pleasure of managing from the hybrid, right before the two embraced in a tight hug with both holding on to the other with equal effort; A hold that would have surely squeezed a human to death, or even a vampire of a younger age.
Klaus and Viktorya had the kind of brother-sister relationship that could make anyone jealous; Especially Rebekah. And it did. Bex and Vik had a strained sisterly bond simply because Rebekah envied the closeness between her sister and Klaus. In fact, Viktorya had been the only sibling that has never, not even once, been daggered by Klaus; Partly because she never crossed him, never disappointed and mostly because she was always, through anything and everything, on his side since the beginning. A loyalty that had been tested just a few centuries after they became vampires; The outcome creating an unbreakable bond from a choice made long ago that only Viktorya, Klaus and Elijah know about.
Finally, the two parted, but remained close as they pulled away. "Nice home coming, Nik. I see your manners died just like mother." Viktorya teased, remarking on how she was ambushed a few steps in after walking through the front door. "Not the family reunion I had been expecting, but hey, it's been around 300 years, I suppose some tough love was in order."
An apologetic expression crossed Klaus' features, but barely lasted a split-second, as it was quickly replaced with an anything but an I'm sorrylook; Grinning devilishly instead. "It's so good to have you home, Viktorya. Finally someone I can turn my back to and be worry-free that I'm not going to get white-oaked." He sighed, heavily, relieved; Feeling a sense of true contentment for the first time since his return to Mystic Falls. "Come just to spend some quality time with your big brother?"
"Get over yourself, Nik. I have better things to do with my eternity than to spend my time with some big bad wolf." Viktorya smirked, patting Klaus on the upper arm as she walked passed and heading into the living room; Ignoring the two blondes that adorned the large door frame, no doubt under Klaus' compulsion. She admired the equally-as-lavish as the entrance, well-decorated room while taking a look around; A manor that could easily be coined just as lush as The Playboy Mansion. "You're the Huge Heffner of vampires. You even got your bunnies." She gestured briefly to the two woman.
"Where are the others?" She asked Klaus.
"Elijah is on his way back to town as we speak, as is Kol, Rebekah is off pouting somewhere and Finn is -"
"Dead. I know. I may not of been around, but I've kept tabs on the family. Looks like he didn't need a Genie to grant his death wish." Viktorya cut in, rolling her eyes at the thought of her other brother; One she thought disgraced the whole family by his anti-vampirism antics to get himself killed if it meant killing them all.
"I'll skip the question where I ask how you're hybrid-army is coming along. I will however point out, the ex-human doppelgänger had a little trouble stomaching her transition." Viktorya turned her full attention back on Klaus as she spoke, knowing he was going to be completely engrossed in everything she said.
"...Why?"
Viktorya's mouth opened to respond, but she closed it and shook her head in annoyance; She may have all of eternity to live, but that didn't mean she wanted to spend the whole time repeating herself. "...I already explained that once tonight so I'm just going to fast forward to the part that concerns you." She closed the distance, stepping closer to her brother as she shared more. "I'm guessing you're still interested in building your little hybrid family, but that's damn near impossible now that the bloodline you need to do so died when Elena did. But. What if I told you I know a way for you to do just that without the blood of a Petrova doppelgänger?"
Klaus eyed his sister in disbelief, although with much curiosity, trying to read her; Nearly certain what she was suggesting couldn't be done, but knew Viktorya well enough to know she was just as serious about hydridism as he was. "Hmm. And how exactly would I do that?"
"Listen carefully, Nik, because what I say next is going to be the most important words you will ever hear in your entire existence; And if you trust me, you'll have a hybrid-army so large you won't even know what to do with them. Ready?"
A/N: As you know, none of this characters belong to me, except for the newest addition to the Mikaelson family. In my mind, she looks just like the lovely actress Odette Annable.
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