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Dinner that night went peacefully. Everyone retired to their rooms and Eleanor went with Mary. Rebekah wasn't happy that the last night she would have with the girl in twenty one years they would be apart but it was for the best. Or so she was told. Better to rip the bandage of then instead of later. They were to leave the next morning. Elijah and Klaus had managed to arrange everything Mary had requested in one day. Everyone feared them enough to never disappoint. Everything was pact up and ready to go after breakfast. Only thing left to do were the goodbyes.

"I am sorry that you can stay no longer." Bishop Paul wavered for one of the younger boys to bring something forward. The servant rushed forward with an ornate box. He opened it to show three silver crosses crafted to look like vines wrapped around the other.

"Thank you your excellency." Elijah wavered them to a servant of the Originals.

"Yes well I hope you all have a safe journey to wherever your travels may take you." He then wavered for Mary and the girl come forward and they did.

Rebekah walked forward keeled down in front of the girl. "Goodbye Eleanor." She placed her hand to the child's face holding back tears.

"Don't cry Bekah." The girl sensed Rebekah's pain and hugged onto her tightly.

"I will try to not." She wrapped her arms around the little girl. "Just know that this will not be the last time we are to see one another. We will meet again." She whispered. Elijah placed his hand on Rebekah's shoulder to tell her to let go. He helped his sister up and nodded in understanding and helped her into the carriage.

"If you need anything never hesitate to call upon me." Klaus informed Mary.

"I will not my Lord." She bowed and then picked the girl up.

"Thank you again Bishop." Klaus then turned to the four year old. "I will see you again and soon little Eleanor." Klaus turned around and followed his siblings to the carriage and left with them.


The carriage drove out of sight and Mary was hoping that it would take the Originals away forever.

"Sister Mary." Bishop Paul called. Mary turned around to face him. "I know that you are leaving us today but I'd like for you to try and make it to mass every Sunday here even though I know there is a parish closer." He instructed.

"I will try your excellency." She bowed and tried to leave.

"I also know of what you intend to do." He kept his expression blank.

"Excuse me." Sudden panic washed over her fearing that the man might ruin her plan to save the girl.

"Do not fear. I wish not to spoil what you have intended to do with the girl. I to want the child to be safe and happy." He smiled at the child and kept his expression blank towards Mary.

"Thank you your excellency." Mary quickly bowed and rushed of to the stables to retrieve her horse that would take her, Eleanor, and what was needed to live out in the forest and then just before the Originals were to return, to safety.


Eleanor grew up in a simple cottage in the forest safe from the world and free to explore her element. Mary taught her nothing of magic and forbid any thoughts of practicing it. Eleanor was to never learn anything about magic, that it existed, or of who she was. She was going to grow up and live out a normal life, fall in love, marry, have kids, grow old, and one day die. She was never to realize her full potential, never to learn who she was, never to become immortal. Mary even went to the extreme of calling the girl by Lucy Alexandria Bennett.

Not knowing about who she really was never stopped Eleanor from practicing what was inside her and what she could feel. She could feel the way living things reacted around her; she could cultivate plants to her wants and needs and call upon animals as if they were her pets. She could feel the life inside water and fire and move it to her will. She could harness the powerful energy behind wind. But she never showed her mother any of it. The rest of her magic was blocked off and pushed back into a deep subconscious of her mind and forgotten along with her life before Mary.

Mary was her mother. Mary may have not given birth to her in Bulgaria but she raised her in France. She told Eleanor the lie that her father died from an illness. Bishop Paul acted as a father towards her. He along with Mary taught her to read and right and about the world. Bishop Paul gave her gifts and taught her how to love others. He showed her how to be caring, compassionate, trusting, and many other things that a Petrova wasn't but she still hung onto the fire. When others would meet her they would go on to spread how they felt around her. People could feel her inner goodness and beauty pour out of her and to them and some would even say that they could see her radiate light. Eleanor was quick, smart, bright, and could easily seduce the young male servants with only one glance when she wanted if she needed anything.

Eleanor grew up to look more like her mother in some of her features. She was defiantly fairer then Katerina. He skin did have a rosy tint to it and her lips her already a beautiful shade of pink. She kept Katerina's curls but in multiple shades of blonde that she had since she was little. Her eyes were deep blue soft crystals but could change to have a sharp edge of a Petrova's. He facial features, eye shape, noise, her cheek bones were all the same as Katerina's. She was taller than her mother by an inch but other wise her body was the same as well. She was truly beautiful.

For fourteen years she lived not knowing what she was brought to Mary to do. She spent most of her days in the woods. Something about it was so peaceful about it, and the creek, even in the winter. She taught her self to hunt, to fence, to fish. Her mother would tend to the garden even though Eleanor was better at it. Her favorite place over all places she had gone was her apple tree by the creek were she went to read and write. Then she also loved to travel to the end of the village and stare down the path that led away from her world and just wonder what was out there. She would always tell the Bishop how she desired more and how she felt like she was meant to do more and that was the cause that created the effect of the Originals return.


Bishop Paul kept his word to right to Rebekah about the girl. He told her stories about Eleanor, how she was doing, what she looked like each time she grew, all her different times in life, and about what she had grown up to be. The mistake on his part was in his letter fourteen years after the Originals dropped off the girl the month before she turned eighteen was about how she felt destined for more and how she felt ready to go out into the world and find it. Rebekah seeing the letter as an opportunity to see the girl again three years early took advantage of the words.

"Nik!" She called out to Klaus entering one of there many sitting rooms in their castles in Germany. He was feeding on a female servant.

"What is it Rebekah? Can you not see that I am busy." He lifted his head from the girl. Elijah who was drinking from a cup instead of a person rolled his eyes at his brother. He was not found of what his brother had become and it was surprising that he was even in the same room as his brother.

"Here my words before you raise your temper." She pleaded.

"What have you done Rebekah." Klaus was now annoyed. He was no longer in the mood to spare the servants life and quickly snapped her neck and devilishly smiled at the sound of the snap.

Elijah lifted his head from his book and sighed. "Was that honestly necessary?"

"No but it was pleasurable." Klaus grinned at his brother.

"I have kept in touch with the Bishop Paul from the Mount writing about the girl." Rebekah quickly said her words in fear of Klaus' reaction.

"And you have not told me." Klaus was not angered but bothered that his sister would not inform him on the girl's progress.

"I thought that you would not want me to keep contact." She squeaked.

"Never mind that Rebekah." Elijah rubbed his head. His siblings were not above the level of immaturity to start an argument over a simple thing. "Please continue with what you were saying."

"Right, well, the girl feels that she is ready for what she is meant to do." She looked from Klaus to Elijah trying to read their expressions of shock. They both looked at each other and then to Rebekah.

"I am going to go and prepare for the journey." Klaus stood up and stepped over the dead girl's body.

"Nicklaus are you sure it is the right time; the witch did say at the age twenty-one." Elijah reminded his brother.

"If the girl says she is ready then far be it for me to doubt her." Klaus left his siblings smiling because his army would finally be able to assemble and he would have what he craved most. He was of to plan his leave.

"I should go pack as well." Rebekah left the room for her's as well. Elijah went back to his book. He did not want to deal with Klaus in this state seeing as how he had promised to help his brother in any way possible after Katerina's escape even if he did not approve of what Klaus was going to do. All Elijah wanted from life was for his family to be safe and whole again and to find love. Elijah had no desire in an army or to even live in a castle but to just be happy and to have family.

None of the Originals truly knew what they were walking into. They did not know that their true deepest desires could be fulfilled. They did not know about the girl's ability to provide everything for those who she loved. They did not know of who she was and her gifted personality that only increased with age. She could, if they excepted her, if they were open to her, could receive family, loyalty, kindness, understanding, support, safety, and love. Only if they were open to it. They could give her the world and she could give them a home.