AN: okay so no there is no Mikaelson reveal in this chapter but I promise it will be coming up soon. If there is a lack of chapters the next few weeks its because I have a lot to do lol. The trimester in school just ended so it freed up some time but I have to work on stuff for a winter concert in school coming up, synthesizer to be more specific and well, I kinda suck so!
Just like drawing painting is Klaus's salvation, writing is mine. I might post another story but I want some opinions on which one I should post first.
Options will be at the bottom.
Rebekah POV
"Christmas party planning committee 101," I slammed a notepad on the table.
"Rebekah love why is this necessary?" Nik sighed.
We were all in the living room, the one we watched Interview With a Vampire in last night. Nik was sitting in his default recliner, while the rest was spread out amongst the sofa as I stood in front of the fireplace.
"It's the holidays Nik! Christmas is in a few days and our family is finally back together!"
"Rebekah isn't this a bit childish?" Elijah said, pointing at her. "I mean you know I love parties but now is certainly not the time."
"I dont know what to think," Kol blurted, earning a weird look from Davina.
"Okay guys lay off her!" Hayley interjected, standing up for her spot next to Elijah. "Our family is reunited again! We need to celebrate plus…"
"Its our first Christmas with Hope…" Nik finished.
"Well where I could actually speak," Hope giggled.
"Well when you were a baby you were the life of the party!" I exclaimed.
"No I went around saying goo goo ga ga!"
"You were adorable Hope," Hayley chuckled. "See? Hope wants to do it!"
"Whatever my daughter says, goes," Nik smirked.
"All in favor of yes?" I asked.
Davina raised her hand earning an instant reaction from Kol. "If my love wants it," He kissed her hand. "She gets it. I'm in."
Marcel raised his hand, forcefully? "What my lovely girl wants, she gets," He grinned.
Freya agreed, raising her hand with a smile. "
Hayley threw a look at Elijah, basically the agree now or you're sleeping outside look.
He sighed. "Of course, since everyone wants it," He directed to Hayley.
"Then lets start planning," I crouched down to my knees and waved my niece over. She sat next to me on, in front of her mom and next to her dads recliner.
"Let's start with the guest list," She suggested, flipping a page in the spiral notepad.
"Oh the Mystic Falls gang!" I announced. Nik's eyes grew wide as his body seemed to tense. Hope noticed and watched him intently.
"And who might that be?" Nik finally said.
"Oh I don't know, Damon," He groaned. "Elena," He groaned louder.
"Alaric?" Hope suggested.
"Yup Alaric. Bonnie, maybe Matt, Jermey?"
Nik groaned again, he seemed fine with Alaric though which seemed good I guess.
"And Caroline," I added with a smirk. Nik started blankly at the wall biting back a smirk, or maybe an evil glare?
"Hope your friends can come," Hayley added.
"Okay so thats, Caroline, Damon, Elena, Bonnie, Alaric, Matt, Jermey, Ash, May and?" Hope recited.
"Stefan?" Nik suddenly asked. Stefan. He's dead."Dad um- Stefan he's um-"
"Dead," Nik gave me a bewildered look. "Stefan's dead."
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Klaus POV
His room, 3 AM
Colors filled my vision, the paints splattered on the canvas in front of me, vibrant yet dark. Stefan was dead, my oldest friend. I met him in the 20s, the rumors of his presence floated around Chicago. He was the ripper of Monterey, feared amongst the crowd that knew of his existence in their world. I remember the last time I saw him, we wondered if we would ever meet again. I guess we wont.
I recognized what I was painting in front of me, as if it was unconsciously being drawn by the brush handing loosely in my hand. Gloria's bar in Chicago. Stefan was a lot of things to me, first, a faint rumor, then someone catching the eyes of my sister, then my brother, then my forgotten brother, then my enemy, then my frenemy. Now, he's my fallen friend.
It was three am right now, the compound was quiet but my mind was racing. Music still filled the streets of NOLA, guess this city really doesn't ever sleep.
Death is inevitable, you cant avoid it, it just dances around in everyones shadows. Its our job to keep the ones we love safe, I just need to know more. More about how he died so I could try harder to protect the person in place of Stefan if a similar thing happens to me. The Mikaelson's are back together now, that calls for trouble. Just when we think everything is normal and peaceful, it changes. Something from one of our pasts, likely mine, will come back at us. These things need to be put to bed, I have a daughter to protect now.
I sighed and stood up, placing my paintbrush back in the cup with a thud and a slight splatter of red on my jeans. Though I protested earlier, I'm actually looking forward to this party Rebekah wants to host. It will give me the chance to mend things, things for my daughter… not that I want to necessarily mend things.
I sat on my bed and grabbed my sketchbook, sketching the first thing that came to mind. I fill my sketchbooks with things I adore, whether its someone or something. Over the centuries landscapes and famous landmarks filled the pages, they're still here, in my room. My first one was in the closet directly in front of me. I placed my current book beside me and walked over to my closet. I found the book that was made of leather and thick pages. I sat back down and rummaged through them, being delicate. Images of my village were present and I remember every detail. The skies dusty color, the dirt floors covered with some hay and leaves, the crackling fire pits and old school wooden houses. I turned the page and my body tensed up. Long dark hair and bright blue eyes, young skin and shaggy clothing. Henrik. I remember the day I sketched this, I was out of inspiration and Henrik walked into my room. That was a week before he died.
I slammed the book shut and forced it back into my closet, buried deep. Drawing and painting is my salvation, I cant live without it. As a child Elijah would always tease me about when I came running to him with the perfect blend of colors, calming to of created a new one. He still does.
I settled back down onto my bed and started sketching thin lines on the paper, hair maybe? The strands formed into curls and then a neckline and two beautiful eyes.
Why am I going crazy over her? Obsessing? It's kinda creepy but it is in my name. Even my daughter sees it. I mean I have everything I need! My family is sleeping in the rooms next to me, and this time, not on the other side of the world! I haven't seen her in years!
But then again, I intended to be her last love. Elijah and I might differ on a lot of things but like him I do keep my word… most of the time.
I started to zone out, the pencil slipping out of my hand as my mind took over once more. It was screaming at me in all different directions. It's common for me, over the centuries all different voices have yelled at me, maybe its my conscious fighting back. I've done horrible things, killed, lost, fought… things I want to fix, for the sake of my daughter and family.
I was brought back to reality by a sound downstairs. The clock read 4:00 AM and no one would be awake yet, maybe Freya. I stood up, slipped on shoes and walked out into the compound. Again, dark, quiet.
The moon shined down from the open roof above and the floor creaked slightly under my feet. The sound I heard before was gone, but something was off.
I walked down the stairs and saw a shadow fly past my eyes and a gust of wind brush my face.
Someone was here.
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Hope POV
4:00 AM
I couldn't sleep. I could never sleep. I'm a night own, like my father. I hear him in his room, sketching, painting, pacing, like normal.
I heard something crash downstairs, then seconds later my dads door opened.
I followed closely behind, trying to make as little noise as possible. In school they don't teach you offensive magic, only small spells, nothing that you could defend or hurt someone with. I feel safe now, I mean I didn't with my mom and aunt Freya the last seven years but now we have +4 originals in these rooms.
I walked outside, carefully shutting the door behind me and made sure my slippers didn't scruff the concrete floors too much. I saw dad downstairs, the moonlight highlighting his eyes. He was alert, ready to protect us. Ive read the journals of Stefan Salvatore before, he viewed dad as a monster, someone who caused suffering to the innocent for no reason. He cared for no one and thought recklessly.
My thoughts broke when I felt a chill behind me. I slowly turned around and backed up until I hit the railing. Dad didn't hear, he was following a lead else where, the kitchen maybe?
Piercing blue eyes were before me, it was a man. As he approached the moonlight was directed on his face this time.
"Stefan?" I whispered.
He was Stefan Salvatore. He was handsome, tall and had funny hair. But something was wrong. I've seen pictures of him and I remember thinking that his eyes looked like dads.
"This isn't real…"
It looks like he was about to kill me, or at least strike at me. There was a smirk on his pink lips and his gaze was pointed directly at me. I can defend myself, I mean they may not teach us in school how to use offensive magic, but I come from a different bloodline, one where I have an amazing witch aunt and more originals that have a longer magical legacy.
He was pinned up to the wall in seconds. "Who the hell are you because I know very well that Stefan is dead and anyone that comes after my daughter well, they never see the end of it," Dad threatened.
"Drop him Niklaus," Elijah joined in, placing his hand against the wall.
"He was about to murder my daughter!"
"Niklaus, lets see what he wants before you rip this impostors throat out."
"What the hell is going on?" I said, slightly bewildered.
"Love why aren't you in bed?" Dad asked seriously.
"Why aren't you?" I came back.
"Just—lets go downstairs," Elijah said, covering the mans mouth while dad kept his hands tied.
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"He wont talk," I muttered.
"Maybe thats because he cant," Elijah pointed out.
We were in the main room now, near that fountain that I still don't know why is there. 'Stefan' was lying on the table, pinned down with ropes.
"Try compulsion," I suggested.
Dad moved 'Stefan's' chin up to meet his eyes. "Who are you and what are you doing here because I will kill you and-"
"Niklaus," Elijah warned.
"Fine," Dad sighed. "Who are you and what are you doing here."
The man said nothing.
"Are you compelled not to speak?"
Nothing.
Something spit out of his mouth.
"Ew is that his tongue?!" I squealed, jumping back do I was sitting on the back of the couch and my feet were on the cushions.
"Thats not Stefan," Dad said, backing away.
"Whats going on?" Freya walked into the room and stopped short when she saw the man on the table. "Who the hell is that?!"
"Thats is some crappy remake of Stefan Salvatore," Dad mumbled.
Elijah went over to the body and placed his hand on his chest. "Hope, darling, I recommend you look way."
I didn't.
He ripped out 'Stefan's' heart and examined it. Dad looked at the wound. "That's not Stefan Salvatore. Ive made him bleed before, thats not his blood."
"So its some reincarnate?" Freya ran her hands through her hair. "I had a feeling, I knew that something weird was up! Nothing can ever be normal with this family can it!"
"Freya calm down," Elijah tried.
"No! I mean you know how happy I am that we are back together but I knew something big was going to happen, nothing ever ends for us. You guys have to many enemies."
"Oh I'm sure you have no enemies at all sister!" Dad shot back. "Remember Dahlia."
"She was a threat to all of us."
"Enough guys," Elijah looked at me.
"No! You and Klaus have millions of enemies out there. The De Martel's have struck you guys along with your sire links, we have the Hallow-"
"We did not make an enemy of the hallow in our past, sister," Dad shot back.
"Who knows who else you guys have pissed off! I love you guys but you know that you guys were horrible to many people! I'm not trying to be mean or anything I'm just stating facts. We know that you have more enemies that would love to get their hands on the one thing that you love most, which is your daughter and our niece," She pointed to me, leaving dad and Elijah shocked at remembering I was witnessing this. I knew they fought and will fight again in the future, this is just the first of many.
"Hope love, why not you go and sleep for another hour? I mean-" Dad tried.
"What so you guys can keep fighting?" I stood up.
They all started to talk at once, pointing fingers at each other.
"I know what you mean Freya but-" Elijah started.
"No she knows she has made enemies too admit it!" Dad said.
"When could I of! I was cooped up with Dahlia for my whole life! While you guys were out doing your think I was either put into that stupid sleep or fighting off Dahlia!"
"What about these past 7 years hm? Or the other 5?" Dad added.
"No, you know that we just got back together!" All of their heads turned to me. "We can wait a little while before we go into totally madness again! Christmas is in like two days! We're having a party! Sure this may be a new threat and yeah of course we can research into it but right now, lets focus on the fact that we are one again! You guys are not scattered to the ends of the earth anymore. Freya, Keelin comes back tomorrow! L-lets just put all of this behind us…"
Dad pulled me in for a hug. "Im so sorry," He whispered, caressing my hair.
"We will fight, all siblings do," Elijah added. "Ive lived with them for a thousand years, we've had more fights than anyone combined."
"And though I may of been in this family for a shorter amount of time than all of you, I know what its like, trust me I just do. I'm sorry it sounded cruel, I'm just—under a lot of stress right now."
"With what?" Dad asked.
Freya pulled out a small box from her jeans.
"This," She smiled and opened the velvet box. The beautiful engagement ring was blazing our eyes. The sapphires on the sides of the shimmering diamond were hypnotizing.
"Freya…" Dad smiled.
"Why didn't you-?" Elijah said.
"Tell us oh my god!" I squealed and hugged her. "You're gonna get engaged!"
And we hugged. The fighting was done for now. We are one.
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Sorry that was pretty fluffy... but if you didn't read the note up there ^^ then I wanna post another story but I have a few that are in the works so I need opinions.
1) Idk the title, maybe Drawn to You?
Klaroline, human AU.
Klaus is suffering MAJOR PTSD from the war, his sister died in his arms and days laer his brohter Finn died of disease. He has been suffering for a few years, used to lash out on his helpers that Elijah has sent him to but he just won't relax. Elijah brings him somewhere new, to Caroline Forbes. Alaric, Caroline's boss tells her that this will be difficult to do since he has such a bad case. When she meets him, she is awestruck at his beauty, the same can be returned. He's quiet, she's delt with quiet paitents before but there was somehting more to him. She finds our that he is Klaus Mikaelson. She had heard in the news about a girl named Rebekah Mikaelson dying at a young age. That was his sister. After spending one night in his room at the mental place... (dk what it exactly is) she real she is totally determined to help this man get better, no matter what. Her friends call her crazy and thinks that she is really only doing it because he's hot, but its not just that. She knows someone that needs saving when she see it.
2) Stranded? Maybe
Its around TVD season 4, the hunt for the cure is on. They find out that the cure is one of two places and everyone jumps on a plane to go find it. They hope its in Aruba, since its prettier there but there is a chance it could be somewhere else nearby. Caroline and Tyler were drifting apart she was feeling something weird for the hybrid. They were cooped up on a plane, there was only a row between them. Why was she wondering what he was doing in that second? What was wrong with her is she mad? She loves Tyler! But does she? The TVD squad and TO squad need to learn how to get along, especially when the plane starts to crash and everyone ends up stranded on some island. (Care obvi with Klaus)
3) Its our game (ill think of something better :) )
MULTIFANDOM/RANDOM PAIRINGS
Klaroline
Karamel
Gypsy and Cisco
Barry Allen
Grace(Phoebe Tonkin) and Leo (young leo dicap)
this is a game my cousins and I made up, we each chose a character and a love interest and made up this story.
For the most part, they all live in the same apartment building. Grace and Caroline are best friends and are planning a trip with Barry who lives downstairs. They all have +1's on their trip to Aruba. Care takes Klaus, Grace takes Leo, Barry takes two people bc why not (Gypsy and Cisco). Klaus is shy, his brother was taken and 'killed' by Mikael, Caroline's been helping him through it. Leo is a cleb leaving Caroline awe struck when she meets him.
But do Klaus and Leo know that they have something in common? Perhaps a bloodline connection?
They go to Aruba, meet Kara and Mon el, go on adventures like to the boardwalk, waterpark, pool, beach cabanas, maybe get stranded, fight off a few bad guys, battle nightmares that spread every night to ta new person while they sleep.
this one would be posted faster because I have like 600 pages done lol.
Okay well yeah please leave reviews on this chapter and what story you would want to see next!