The flashbacks with slowly be immigrated… this flashback's just gonna show you how she ended up daggered… enjoy!

Twin Skeletons

1914, New Orleans –

"This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've had yet. Of course I am in."

The male chuckled at his female accomplice, looking over at her as they walked silently through the dark night. They were heading for an old house, in search of a particular object.

"Well that must be saying something, darling," he smirked, "you always were the more reckless one of us both."

The brunette turned to glare at him, "Let us just get this over with- before Nik discovers what we're doing."

The pair continued towards the house, mounting the steps quickly and nodding to a blonde witch who smiled fleetingly at them before slamming a dolls head onto the spike of the metal fence and slamming the gate shut. The doll made female's head spin orange for a second, letting her know that magic was at work.

When the duo reached the door, a pretty, dark skinned woman answered the door, not saying a word as she observed the siblings walk inside- she was also a witch.

As the door closed, the male looked up and grinned at the witches, "Alright, darling, you know what to look for."

The two witches nodded, the blonde one immediately leaving to search as the other raised an eyebrow before she picked up a candle and walked away.

The female dropped her bag onto the table and rolled her eyes at the man's antics, "Kol."

Kol Mikaelson laughed at the brunette's warning tone, "Ariana, you know witches like us. Well, more than our other siblings anyhow."

"That does not mean we get the liberty to test our luck," the other Mikaelson pointed out.

"Relax, darling," Kol chuckled, sweeping a candle from the table and starting to scour the mantelpiece above the fireplace.

Ariana sighed, picking up her own candle and starting to search the cabinet of dolls, they searched until the duo had overturned the entire floor. No luck, the object they searched for was still unfindable.

"Kol. I am your twin, I can sense your stress," Ariana slammed a box shut, she smirked, "Relax, darling," she mocked him, "We'll find it. If we have to destroy this entire house, we will find it."

Kol and Ariana were twins, both sharing the same wit and snarky sarcasm as each other, though where Kol only cared for a few, Ariana would risk anything for any of her family. He was destructive, impulsive and dangerous- and she was caring, compassionate and loving, but she had another side, a darker self which came out when anyone she loved was threatened- an unstoppable, self-destructive and dangerous side.

The two of them together, they were wild, unpredictable and uncontrollable. But they had a bond, one that had only intensified when they were turned into vampires, it was like they shared a mind and could feel the emotions of the other- sense when they were near one another. They were twins in every sense of the word.

"I do not doubt it, Ana." Kol turned to face his sister, "But I fear Nik might discover us first."

Ariana sighed, turning to check the table to the side of her, opening the draws violently before her eyes fell upon the ornate glass bottle holding golden whiskey- or, to be more precise, the diamond stopper in one of them.

She laughed as she held the diamond in her gloved hand, "Kol! The clever witch hid in in plain sight."

Kol spun to his twin to see the paragon diamond and grinned, "You sly old bat."

Astrid and Mary-Alice, the two witches, moved into the room and looked at the twin Mikaelsons as they turned to face them with grins on their faces and the diamond back in Ariana's hand.

"Clean up, meet us at the cemetery," Kol ordered.

Ariana grinned, "My brother and I have a date with this little beauty and a dagger."

The twins smirked at one another before Ariana swept up her purse, putting it back on and slipping the diamond into it. Kol straightened his jacket and offered his sister his arm, she grinned and looped her arm through it.

The two Mikaelsons skipped down the steps of the recently deceased Dowager Fauline's mansion, smug looks on their faces as they headed for the gates.

Suddenly there was a person either side of them- Niklaus and Marcel. The former linked arms with his sister whilst walking alongside her and the latter with Kol as he too joined their walk.

"You two are looking very dapper this evening," Klaus commented, grinning at Ariana.

"Though, gloves without a tail coat a tailcoat and a purse without a shawl, unusual wouldn't you say, Klaus?" Marcel continued.

An annoyed expression fell across both of the younger sister's faces as Ariana sighed glared at Klaus.

"I would, unless of course the gloves are utilitarian and the purse are effective in nature…" Klaus grinned back at his younger sister.

"I didn't realise you two love birds were so interested in fashion," Kol glared, his irritation growing.

"Oh I can take it or leave it," Klaus retorted, no losing a beat, "Mayor Burman on the other hand, his style is impeccable. Especially under present duress."

Klaus turned to step in front of the siblings, causing the four of them to stop. Ariana groaned inwardly, she knew Klaus would find out- it was stupid of her to think he wouldn't.

Nik paused before continuing, "You know, he came to me very concerned about the rash of thefts in the city. So, I put Marcel on it-."

"- And after a little digging I formed a theory, as to our culprit- or in this case, culprits, so we followed our suspects-," Marcel continued.

"And they led us, here," Klaus gestured to the house, "To the mansion of the recently deceased Dowager Fauline. You know, she's famous for her collection of rare and priceless jewels. Most notably, of course, the perfect paragon diamond."

The two glared at the siblings and Ariana mocked surprise, "I didn't realise you two were such detectives. Maybe you'll be the next Watson and Holmes, they were such pleasant gentlemen don't you think, Kol?"

Kol smirked as he looked to his sister, "Yes, they were weren't they, sister? It's a shame such great men had to perish."

Ariana mocked thinking something over, "Alas, I didn't realise brother dearest and sweet Marcellus were so paranoid as to think their two siblings- blood or not- would be capable of stealing some poor deceased woman's jewels…"

"Tragic, is it not?" Kol sighed, "And as sad as it is to have to do this, I believe Ana and I have some place to be."

The twins looked at each other quickly before starting to walk past Marcel and Klaus, trying to get away; but Klaus caught Ariana's arm as Marcel pulled Kol back.

"Hand it over, Kol," Klaus demanded, his grip on Ana's arm tightening.

"I'm afraid I don't have it, brother," Kol said with a slight smirk, straightening his lapels.

Klaus looked back to Ariana, the sister he'd always preferred, "Aria, give me the diamond."

He and Ariana had a brief stare down where her glare was matched by his own narrowed eyes before she let out a sigh and pulled the perfect paragon diamond from her purse. Klaus smiled as he held it up into the street lamp light before nodding to a dark haired woman behind them. She started chanting, one Ariana soon recognised as a spell, before she turned the head of the doll to instead face to the house instead of away. Suddenly the door started shaking and banging could be heard as the two witches shouted for help.

Ariana's eyes widened and in a blur she was half way up the steps again, ready to kick the door down if necessary, but Klaus was suddenly in front of her, a stony glare on his face.

"I wouldn't bother, baby sister," he placed an arm around her shoulder and started walking her back down the stairs, "They won't be leaving that house ever again- I can assure you."

When they reached Kol and Marcel again, Klaus released his sister and let Kol pull her back before he smiled at them, "Happy Christmas, twins."

They both tipped their hats to the duo before Marcel and Klaus vanished back into the night. Leaving a perplexed Kol to stare at the house and a furious Ariana to make up her mind- she may have always been Klaus's favourite sibling, only second to Rebekah. But even he knew never to cross Ariana when it came to people she cared about, because then it got dangerous.

Christmas 1914, New Orleans –

Ariana let out an annoyed huff as she threw yet another of Nik's boxes across the room. She heard an amused chuckle from Kol and swiftly turned on him, glaring venomously.

"Doing a bit of pilfering before cocktails?"

The twins turned to see Rebekah standing behind them, an unamused expression on her face as she raised her eyebrows at them. Ariana peered her head around the side of a wardrobe to grin as Kol leaned backwards and smiled.

"Nik stole something that belonged to us," Kol shrugged.

"We are quote simply taking it back," Ariana finished.

Rebekah smiled, "And I am simply going to tell Nik."

Ariana's eyes shot open and she appeared in front of her younger sister, "Wait. Rebekah you not understand, so why go telling Nik?"

Kol stepped forwards, "What if I told you I was close to finishing a dagger that would work on him?" he was careful to say "I" instead of "We", he would be damned if he let Nik hurt Ariana.

"Kol," Ariana hissed, already not liking where the conversation was heading- even if she was chagrined he'd said "I" instead of "We", she was just as much to blame as her twin.

"You wouldn't dare use it," Rebekah replied flatly, her expression unreadable.

Kol tilted his head, "Why? It's no more than he's done to us. You suffered at his hand more than anyone; and it's not like we'd be killing him, just giving you some time to be with Marcel…"

Ariana was next to Kol side, she gave Rebekah a pleading look, "Bekah, we deserve happiness- you deserve happiness."

Rebekah looked between the two, "You're entirely serious."

"Me," Kol cut in quickly, "I'm entirely serious. Ana is simply helping me find my stolen object- she owes me a favour."

"So you have no intention of daggering Nik?" Rebekah asked as she looked at Ariana, already starting to believe them.

Ariana opened her mouth to reply, but Kol beat her to it, "None at all. She's completely just doing a favour."

"Why?" Rebekah breathed.

"I think we've all earned the right to live out of his shadow," Kol stated, raising his head, "Are you with me, sister?"

Rebekah paused, looking down for a moment as her jaw tensed before she looked back up and smiled, "You can count me in."

Kol smiled, but Ariana's face styed stoic, still unbelieving.

"But do hurry downstairs, and throw on one of Nik's jackets," Rebekah ordered, "He'll notice your absence if you're late- both of you."

But Ariana didn't miss the hesitance in Rebekah's voice, and the way she looked down- her little sister wasn't with them, she knew that much.

Ariana watched the party from the balcony on the stairs, her expression amused as she looked around. Her eyes found Rebekah talking to a young blonde who seemed strikingly familiar, she blew it off as recognition as the blonde was Kol's date. Her hearing zoned in on the conversation.

"You're here with my brother," Rebekah said almost accusingly to the blonde, "A word of advice, a witch as lovely as you has no business dating Kol."

Ariana shook her head, slowly starting to make her way over to them, "Now, little sister- that's a bit harsh don't you think?"

Rebekah turned to her sister, "You know I mean well, sister, our brother is…"

"Impetuous? Impulsive? Wild?" Ariana suggested with a raised eyebrow.

"And for a moment I thought you were defending him, Aria," Rebekah smiled.

Ariana grinned, "I doubt he needs defending, Bekah."

"You must be Ariana," the blonde stated, smiling slightly at the two siblings.

"And you must be the wonderful witch my brother does not deserve, yet somehow tricked into a date," Ariana smiled, her impish glint in her green eyes back.

"Oh, it's not really a date," the blonde laughed slightly, looking down.

"You can do better," Rebekah insisted before looping her arm through Ariana's, "come, sister, we have a speech to listen to."

Ariana shook her head, smiling one last time to the blonde before following Rebekah to the stairs, taking her place next to Kol behind Niklaus. Ariana raised her glass, smiling widely at the dry plate camera before a bright white light went off and the photo was taken.

Nik tapped his glass a few times, gaining everyone's attention, "As you know, when the Mikaelsons arrived in Louisiana, we brought with us the tradition of holiday bonfire season. Now we invite you chosen few to join us in our families own tradition of writing wishes for each other and burning them for luck. The holidays are a time for celebrating family."

Nik looked to Rebekah and Marcel, "And friends," his expression then went blank, "it is especially gratifying when treachery runs deep, to know you have someone you can trust. A toast. To you, my sister- to Rebekah!"

There was a chorus of echoes as Kol and Ariana looked at each other before Kol gave her a look which clearly said 'don't even think about arguing with me' before he ran up the stairs; striding past Elijah, who let him pass with a grimace before he suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ariana went to move after them, but a tight hold gripped her arm and she looked down to see Rebekah clinging to her arm with a desperate expression- she couldn't lose both of them. Ariana looked back up as Klaus appeared behind Kol and Elijah quickly held onto Kol, looping his arms through Kol's to restrain him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I apologise for the disturbance," Klaus apologised unsympathetically, "But what's a Mikaelson family party without a little squabble."

Ariana's eyes widened as Klaus brandished the dagger which would put Kol asleep and her eyes widened drastically, turning to Rebekah with a look which soon reminded her of the problem.

"Bekah, please," Ariana begged, "You know what happens if Kol get's daggered…"

Rebekah's eyes flashed with apology before they went smug, "We all know you're Kol's weak spot. The worst thig that will happen to him tonight is for him to know that what happened to you was his fault."

Because, like previously stated, Ariana and Kol were twins in more than just the definition. They were bonded, but not just as twins. When Ariana was born, she was dying- ill with an illness they didn't know how to treat. So Esther did the only thing she saw right, she bonded Ariana's life force to Kol's, so that as long as she lived, he did too. But that also meant what happened to one, happened to the other.

Klaus turned to Kol, a smile etched onto his features, "Know now brother- that Ariana will suffer now, because of you."

He plunged the dagger into Kol's heart, the Mikaelson letting out a yell of pain as he fell unconscious. Ariana let out a gasp of agony as she fell to the floor, blood pooling from her chest until the darkness finally showed pity and consumed her.

So yeah, first chapter- let me know what you think of it? What's your opinion on Kol and Ariana's bond?