Chapter 2

Labonair means immortal being. It also means salvation and death. What do those words mean for me, Hayley Marshall? Well, a lot because I have been the savior to all and death to plenty. My name has always been Labonair and it will always be but I have decided that it is time for a change. I am tired of the pain and suffering that I have seen these last couple millennials, especially for my one true love. Nikklaus Mikaelson. At first, I didn't want anything to do with the charming young man that only wanted to make his father proud of him. It is quite hilarious how many things change especially once you get to know someone. I loved him, maybe even more than my own life. That is why I made the resurrection spell.

The resurrection spell isn't quite what it means exactly. Why do I, an immortal, need a spell as such? Well, I shall tell you the reason. It all began on the night of my first marriage to my first true love, Fenrir.

"Fenrir, my love, what shall I do for you? How can I prolong this everlasting love?" Andrea didn't want to end the great swelling in her chest that made it hard for her to breathe. She was ready to give it all to him and bear all the children that they could fit in their little cave.

Fenrir greeted her with a kiss; a teasing one at that. She wanted more but he told her to wait and to be patient. She didn't want to because she felt that like Lalla and Adom one day he would go away, too. Not fully understanding that he'd be with her forever and ever after that night.

"Create a spell to make me just like you, beautiful and pure." He purred the last word in their ancient language in a way that made her insides feel warm.

Confused and feeling giddy inside, Andrea shook the thought and nodded bringing him close to the small waterfall near their cave.

"Lay down, my love. Keep peace of mind and we together shall be free and wild with nature. Doesn't that sound nice, love." She stepped into the pool of clear, blue water near the foot of the waterfall and Fenrir floated at her stomach with his eyes closed.

She muttered something before the water began to rise bringing him and her with it until they reach the top of the waterhole. They both looked at the dark canvas ahead and saw a bright light shooting down towards them.

It changed them tremendously into creatures of the night because there wasn't any light on Earth, quite literally. In this time, they made love and gave birth to the first of werewolves or Lycans as they called them.

The son of a bitch didn't deserve me or my love but I, of course, was ahead of my time and he was not. He went to another and another until he met Ylva, a mountain girl and gave birth to Ester. The poor girl didn't even get to know him or see him for I locked him up tight in a prison so far away it would take centuries for man to land on it.

"Woah, that was not what I was expecting to hear," exclaimed Tyler as Klaus finished reading the ancient language into English. He was really surprised that Hayley was really old and powerful.

Klaus gave a knowing and confused look. He didn't know what any of this meant. What did Andrea have to do with Ester? What was to come of this realization? Would Hayley come back? Of course, I will, my love. I need time and patience. Klaus looked up at Jeremy in shock because Jeremy had heard her too.

"Okay, this is getting creepy. Did any of you guys just hear Hayley's voice?" They all turned to see Rebekah and Elijah looking at them with curious looks.

"What the bloody hell are you two doing here?" Klaus yelled even though he was thankful for their intervention because he didn't know what he would have done if he had to think about what he just read any further. They walked closer with curious looks at the book that he carried gently in his hands. It was quite old but it was protected by powerful magic and wouldn't be opened without the blood of someone older than the person who held it. Thankfully it opened for Klaus or he would have been pissed.

"Um we wanted to check on you since the split with Camille," stated Rebekah already knowing that he would be this way. They were ruining his time to get away.

"Nikklaus what is going on?" replied Elijah having no interest in getting heated with his brother. They had come out to see if he hadn't killed anyone and he knew Klaus knew that too.

"We found something about Hayley but I think that we may need the rest of the family too." He said before they questioned him about Hayley and this issue.

"But first we should get to the restaurant," Jeremy added as he grabbed everyone's coat and handed it to them. Thank the gods he is here thinks Klaus. He wouldn't know what he would have done if Jeremy and he weren't friends. Even though Klaus was quite glad that the bitch doppelganger Elena was dead and gone; her brother he was always quite fond of and so was Hayley.

Klaus gives a curt nod before headed out to pack the children's bags and taking them to the car. He didn't know what scared him the most Hayley's voice in his head or the fact that Hope had tampons in her bath essentials bag. He shuddered as he thought about it and quickly drove to the restaurant not noticing the lean figure stalking his car with her eyes as he drove away.

"Hey did you guys find anything new?" asked Caroline as she places a kiss on her husband's mouth. It was quick and sweet and it made him hurt inside because he wished for Hayley to be here now. He knew she would want to since she had patched everything up with the blonde years ago...

"Care, Caroline stop! What the hell are you doing?" Jeremy yelled trying to pull his girlfriend away from the hybrid and his human, Hayley.

"Ugh! I will tell you once I kill the bitch!" Caroline who was still upset over the whole break-my-kneck-screw-over-my-plans thing that happened with Hayley a long time ago. She didn't care that Klaus was protecting her, she wanted to scratch her eyes out and step on them. She screamed angrily at the girl who was surprised at what she was doing.

"Hayley do you want to enlighten us on what happened between you two," Klaus asked while motioning between his two past lovers, well one past fling and the love of his life but he would never tell her that. Hayley herself was confused at what was happening and she just shrugged and sighed. She could feel her headache coming and she knew it was going to hurt like a bitch.

Klaus did too and decided to finish this now by doing what he does best. He sped to Caroline bearing his hybrid face and growled her. She whimpered and backed away into her lover's arms.

"So what the bloody hell is wrong with you Caroline?" He yelled more like screamed at her as he kissed Hayley temple hoping that would ease her pain.

"She is a backstabbing whore!"

"Excuse me!"

"You heard me!"

"Yes, I did! Whore!"

"I am not the whore! You are! You are such a bitch!"

"I have done nothing to you!"

"Please! You are such a liar!"

They both screamed at each other before walking away across the room glaring at each other. The two men had no idea of what had transpired between the ladies and Klaus wanted to get to the bottom of it. The yelling and screaming were not good for Hayley.

Klaus pulled Jeremy outside and questioned him.

"I don't know. When I mentioned that Hayley was coming, she said something about the breaking of a neck and squandering Tyler's plans." He huffed the last bit with some jealousy.

Klaus shook his head knowing exactly what he was talking about. He remembered looking for Hayley wondering if she wanted to rekindle what had happened between them the other night. When he found her she begins a rant telling him about the hybrids and Tyler and Caroline's plans. When he asked where they were she hinted the bathroom and quickly walked away as she spotted Stefan walking their way. After he spoke with Stefan, he found Caroline on the floor unconscious and grinned at how badass his little wolf was. He remembered feeling weird at how easy the little nickname rolled off his tongue. He asked April to check on the "drunk girl" on the bathroom floor.

He told Jeremy and they both came up with the plan to get them to at least talk to each other. Which required a little smut and cookies and cream ice cream. No one was really complaining especially when they found out the reason why Hayley didn't remember the encounter was because she was losing her memory.

Of course, she did remember their first night together and the others because she wanted to hold on to him as long she could. That use to give him great assurance whenever she lost a piece of her memory. She was gradually becoming less of the woman that he knew which may have broken him more than her death. When she died she didn't know who he was or Hope but they were there until her last breath.

"Well, Caroline it is as what we thought. Hayley or Andrea is the first witch."

"What!" Everyone except Caroline, Leonard, Tyler, Jeremy exclaimed; himself included. Here we go thought Klaus.

"What does this mean, Dad?" asked a very hopeful looking Hope who was cleaning her brother's mouth off with her napkin. They were having dessert and Leo got his chocolate mousse everywhere. He thought it was cute but Hope didn't.

"We will talk when everyone is together, luna. Jeremy, Caroline, Tyler care to join?" He remarked his friends that sat slightly across from them. They gave a nod and Elijah asked for the check. Everyone walked out and into their cars to make the trip back home. Klaus gave a sigh of relief when Hope and Leo fell asleep rather quickly. This gave him some time to think about things. What does this mean? Why now would she come back? What was she playing at? It wasn't a lie that his wife liked playing games; that's how she would entertain herself and he learned from the best. Klaus grew angry because he didn't like being a pawn in someone else's games. Trust me, my love, this is not a game. Why don't you should read more of my journal later. Maybe from the beginning instead of the end. Hayley's voice answered in his head. Great, she is going to be doing this a lot he thought as he passes the border into another state leaving behind Seattle.

"Mother, Father, we need to talk," Klaus said to them as everyone walked in from the cars carrying luggage. He was carrying Hope while Caroline carried Leo. They put them on the softest couch with a blanket and joined the group in the dining room.

"What is it, son? What's wrong?" Ester asked. She was worried about what he had to say. Yes, they made a way to stay a family but it was still rocky sometimes between him, her, and Mikael. Ever since Dahlia and her break from imprisonment, there were just some things that still hurt between the three of them.

"Who is Fenrir?" Fenrir? What does my father have to do with anything?

"My father; a lost tragedy. Why? He has been dead for years now." She felt rather curious as to how he came across that name. Maybe he was looking into werewolf history, I mean Fenrir was the father of all Lycans.

He didn't say anything but just dropped a very old and ancient journal on the table and began flipping to the last page. He read aloud in English:

"He went to another and another until he met Ylva, a mountain girl and gave birth to Ester. The poor girl didn't even get to know him or see him for I locked him up tight in a prison so far away it would take centuries for man to land on it."

"I don't understand. Nikklaus what is this?" Mikael asked the question that was ringing in everyone's ears. He even turned to Sophie but her eyes were on Ester as if she was waiting for a particular reaction. What does she know?

"This is Hayley's journal, over the years, I presume it to be over millennials old."

"That can't be possible! Nik she was only twenty-seven years old." No, he wouldn't believe it because that would mean that she was Andrea, his best friend. He had his suspicions when he first looked at her in this century. He remembered he had tried to kill her when she was pregnant with Hope and if she was Andrea, who he thought had betrayed him deeply, he would be greatly regretting that every day from now on.

He remembered the first time he met her. It was on the battlefield when she saved his life...

Metals clashed and bodies fell like old branches on a very old tree. They were losing and his wound ran deep. He could barely keep his eyes open and then he felt it. The impending doom which was the sword of his opponent slicing through his shoulder. He cried out knowing what was to come as the sword pulled out ready to chop his head off and he was ready saying a light prayer to the gods to take care of his family and to not let Nikklaus be a coward like the other weaklings that was his children. Except the blow never came and what was supposed to be a broad male in his late thirties with a slash across his face was a comrade. A woman no less but a comrade.

She held out her hand and everyone on fell to the ground, dead. She stood over me with a look, a look that meant death in the shape of a savior.

"Speak. What is it that you want?"

"What?" I choked out barely holding to my life as the wound on my shoulder bled out more as I move to see her more clearly. Her hair, a golden blonde, was a long curly mess that reached past her calves. Her diamond shaped face showed only hardships but no battle wounds. She wore a metal vest with a chain mill skirt that showed only cutouts of her stomach and chest. Blood everywhere, in her hair, on her face, her swords, and her hands. Her eyes were bright green almost jade as she bore down at him.

"Do you want to live? Do you want to see your family? Or will you stay and fight to your dying breath? Would you want the many wives to have fatherless children?" She looks at him as if trying to read him, trying to see if these lives were worth saving.

"If I asked would you offer me safe passage and a place to stay a few nights?" She was young or well she looked young. Honestly between Ester, Ayana, and Dahlia he didn't know what was real anymore.

"Yes." He croaked out trying and failing to stand to meet her terrifying gaze. She shook her head looking as if she wanted to laugh at his complete patheticness. She didn't but she did heal him and his friends and they made their way to the village where his family lived. Somehow he knew that she would change his life forever.

As he looked at Ester, he couldn't help but wonder what happened between them the night she found Andrea and Nik running off together.

"Mother, what does this mean?" asked Kol holding onto Davina tightly.

Ester grimaced and sighed. "It is a rather long story and it will ruin everything. You all will hate me even more than you already do." Everyone sighed. No one hated Ester as much as she hated herself. To let herself be caught and used by her sister, hurting her family, the family that she chose to love really makes her beat herself up a lot. Mikael just thought it was a woman's thing.

"Grandma we promise we will always love you," exclaimed Leo as he walked from the living sleepily and getting into her arms before falling asleep once more. That gave her the courage to let out the thing that could have changed there entire lives from being the worst to the best.

Ester began with a breath, "It all began during the cave times where there was no light and it was the time of fire. Fire had been born when she was born."

"Who?" asked Finn.

"Andrea Labonair. Only she was just called Andrea because it was uncommon to have a last name. Andrea was really special because for the first three days that she was born light filled the entire world. Many people call her the devil's slave, the Guardian Angel, Detra which means death, and the first witch. Which she was because she is magic itself."

"So how does Hayley fit in all of this?" Jeremy asked.

"Um, Hayley would have to be a resurrection of her," Ester answered while staring at the old book on the table.

"Go on."

"Well, as my mother told me, Fenrir was her first husband...

"First husband?" asked Davina looking confused.

"Andrea was really careful about who she let in the most. So, she was only married twice and the second husband was my son, Nikklaus." Everyone looked at Nikklaus and wondered what the hell was going on. The original siblings were wondering why they didn't know.

"Well, we would have stayed together if you hadn't killed her." Nikklaus snapped and Ester looked away with tears in her eyes.

"Nikklaus, you know that wasn't me." He sighed and asked her to continue.

"On the night of their communal, Fenrir asked her to make him like her. She was so young and didn't quite understand her power and what it meant to power hungry people but she did know that wouldn't give him a piece of her actual magic because she had decided that would be given to her children. Which is the Bennett line."

"That is why they are the most powerful bloodline of witches," stated Kol. He was intrigued by where this story would go.

"So, she made him into a creature of the night and since they were bounded by her magic together she was turned into one too. Except for the creatures of the night weren't vampires but werewolves. After many years, she gave birth to the mother of Qetsiyah, Jirysa. For many years, her children and his "children", the werewolves he created, walked along side by side happily. Then, Fenrir thought that he could take her power by emancipating himself from her by going to another. That woman was my mother, Ylva. He wanted to get away from her so that he could bear a child worth killing so that he could perform a ritual to take away some of her power so that he could kill her line and create more werewolves. Better werewolves."

"It was a known fact that he would go off and be with others but he was careful enough to not get them pregnant. My mother fell in love with him and that pissed Andrea off so before the ritual began she killed Ylva and all the adult wolves just by the snap of her fingers. Dahlia was only five years old and I was only two weeks old. Andrea had told my father, Simon, to take us away and never tell a soul of what happened that night. Andrea found Fenrir in the cave where they first came together. He tried to beg her to forgive but there is only so much you can take from someone. So she sent him somewhere where he wouldn't harm anyone ever."

"The place where men couldn't land on until years ago." Caroline finished for her.

"The moon?" asked Jeremy and Elijah at the same time. Everyone was visually confused and fascinated by the story of the first witch.

"Yes. Except there was no moon to send him to. So, she made his prison THE moon and she gathered all of the children and bound them by the moon and divided them into the original werewolf bloodlines. The Vitali, Gensein, Lolaik, Amersin, and the Crescents. The Crescents were her favorite, for some reason. She scattered them everywhere but she isolated one pack that was from her own creation. The North pack, Ansel's pack. She created them for her own selfish reasons. None that I know of. Andrea was hurt and was scornful so she made sure that every full moon where he would be able to break out of the curse...

"They would take some of his power thus the shifting on every full moon."

"Except the North's pack," Ester added filling dreadful.

"But what about you?" asked Sophie.

"What about me?"

"How do you fit into this? All of it."

Ester hesitated but she told them.

"I am a full-blooded werewolf from the blood of Fenrir and a witch from the original bloodline of Andrea."

Sophie smirked while everyone looked at her in disbelief.

"But how? You...how?" Finn for one was tongue tied at her blatant confession.

So that is what you have been hiding, my love, thought Mikael.

"Ylva was the bastard child of Qetsiyah and Silas. Andrea could have killed me but she saw my future; she saw Nikklaus. All she ever wanted was to be loved. Her parents neglected her because she was different and Fenrir only used her for power but when she saw again many years after; she told me that she saw hope and love and she wanted to protect me and she did."

"How?" asked Nikklaus looking at his mother knowing that whatever was going to come out of her mouth would change everything.

"She made the spell for that demon to change you all to be the Original vampires and she put me, Freya, and my unborn child into the prison with my father so that Dahlia couldn't kill me and break free that devil who is my father." Ester spat out the words with such hatred in her voice.

Ester walked behind him up the stairs to their bedroom quietly wondering what he was thinking. They both sat on the bed opposite to each other with their backs turned.

"It wasn't you. You didn't...Finish telling me please." He had almost begged at the table but everyone didn't want to hear anything else. It was too much for them especially since she told the siblings that Freya and Henrik were still alive but somewhere else.

"Tell me what happened on the night that you caught them leaving, her and Nik." Mikael came across to her and held her back to his front while playing with her hair.

"I followed them to the lake where she gave him lessons on fighting...

"Klaus, we could get caught. We can't stay here forever." Andrea kept trying to pull him away from their spot to rest but he kept kissing her neck pulling her to it. She giggled; only he could make her fill like a girl again.

"Come on, they are fast asleep. We can get some rest too."

"Oh, we both know that is not what you mean."

"No, it is not," he replied as she giggled some more.

"Nikklaus?" Ester came out of the woods after her shifting she would usually go to the lake to get washed up. She looked at the two feeling apprehensive about what was happening behind her back.

"Mother? Why are you in so much blood?" Nikklaus looked very afraid at her finding out about them leaving and at why she was out at this time of night hunting?

Ester ignored him and lunged for Andrea knocking her down. She completely caught the older woman by surprise.

"Mother stop, please! She is with child." Ester couldn't feel anything but rage at how Andrea was going to take away her sweet, sweet child. There was movement but it only came from her and when she looked down all she saw was blood gushing from her head. Andrea was coughing heavily reaching for Nikklaus.

He was on his knees pushing his mother away before placing his lips on hers. It is not time he thought. Take it please Andie.

Andrea began to suck some of his soul before pulling away and resting her bloody head on his shoulder. He turned to his mother in rage.

"How could you! What is the bloody hell wrong with you! I am not a boy! Mother, you can't keep me young forever."

They heard a gasp and they turned their heads to the dying woman. It didn't work he thought. No please Andie.

"I love you, my love."

"That was the last thing she said before she died. I didn't know about the spell then and all I felt was rage at how they going behind my back courting. He never forgave me for taking away his child and wife." Ester confessed crying into his shoulder. She would forever regret what happened that night.

Hope you guys enjoy and Happy Spring Break! Well, this is my spring break. : )

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