Okay so I have completely finished with this story, so I decided I'd update a little more often :)

Hope you like it lovelies x

I woke up and let out a content sigh. I finally felt at peace and slept soundly. I rolled over onto Damon's chest and couldn't help but smile. Opening my eyes, I saw that he too was smiling down at me. "Good morning my little love," he said then kissed my forehead and hugged me tight. "Good morning Day." We remained in bed for a few minutes, enjoying the relaxation, and then got up from the bed. "I'm going to go change," I said as I walked out of his room. As I stepped out of his door, I crashed into a hard chest and almost fell backwards. Before I could fall, Stefan grabbed onto my waist and pulled me upright. Seeing him, I instantly wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly to my body. "What the hell?" He asked in confusion. Although I didn't say anything, he hugged me back then threw me over his shoulder and carried me to my room, like he did when I was little and had nightmares. When we stepped into my room, he walked over to my bed and kissed my head (THAT RHYMED), then placed me down. "It's nice to have you back baby girl." I kissed his cheek lightly then smiled at him and said, "It's nice to be back Steffie." He smiled down at me then walked out of my room so I could change.

Damon and I hid in the shadows of the tunnels that were under the Lockwood Cellar and waited patiently for Stefan to come down with Alaric and Elena. Since I just flipped the switch back on, he is basically doing anything for me. He always spoils me when I get back on track. (RHYMED AGAIN) As the announcement of my return, Damon and Stefan are helping me scare the crap out of Elena and Ric. Woo! After five minutes of waiting, I heard them coming in and Elena asking, "So, the Lockwoods really have no idea that these tunnels are underneath their property?" She was shining the flashlight everywhere, and I was beginning to think we would get caught, but unknowingly, Ric helped us. "Careful where you shine that thing. Bats hate the light." "Wait, what?" At that point, Damon snuck up behind her and whispered her name causing her to gasp, as I jumped out and yelled "Hoopla!" What can I say, I'm original ;)
Caught off guard, Alaric and Elena both screamed, but with the acoustics from the tunnels, I had to cover my ears to muffle the noise somewhat. "God, Damon! Vie!" Stefan came into the cave with a slight smirk as I busted out laughing and held onto my brothers to keep from rolling around on the floor. "Scaredy-cat," Damon said with a smirk as I wiped away a small tear. "God, that was perfect," I said smiling at Alaric and Elena. "Just ignore them. That's what I do," Ric said glaring at us. I pouted and put a hand over my heart, pretending to be heart. "Awe, Ric that hurts. And here I thought you missed me." Stefan and Damon both put their arms around my shoulders as I put mine around their waists, signaling that it really was me. Seeing this, Elena's face filled with shock and happiness as she tackled me into a tight hug. "Gene, oh my god, you're back!" I laughed as I hugged her and saw Ric smiling at me. "Yeah, I'm back," I said as I walked over to Ric's open arms and gave him a hug as well. "Now about this cave," I said pulling away and getting to business.
Elena nodded her head and grabbed my hand as Ric led the way into the cave. "So, you really can't get in?" Elena asked looking over at Damon and Stefan while still holding onto my hand. I didn't mind, really. Damon shook his head as he and Stefan smiled at our intertwined hands. "No. Seems even the 'ancient' Lockwoods were anti-vampire." I looked at him questioningly, along with Elena, then she asked, "What do you mean, ancient?" Stefan gestured forward, into the cave, then said, "See for yourself."
Elena walked into the cave, still holding my hand then seemed to remember it was anti-vampire. "Oh wait, you can't come in right?" Just as I was about to answer, Damon said, "I think she can." I looked at him questioningly then saw he was staring at my hand, which was already inside the cave. Slowly, I stuck my foot in and smiled when I didn't feel a barrier. I stepped in next to Elena and smirked over at my brothers in victory. They rolled their eyes, and then Damon said, "Well, this is as far as we get to go." Elena chuckled at my slight show-boating then turned to look at the wall. When she did her face filled with wonder, as did mine, when we saw that it was filled with ancient drawings. "What is all this?" I asked in awe. "Well, as far as I can tell, it's a story. In simple, archaeological terms, it's a really, really old story." I snorted at his words and let out a small giggle, thinking 'No shit.' That's when I noticed the symbols. There was one for every creature. "That right there is the moon cycle," Ric continued pointing at a drawing of the waxing and waning moon. "A man, a wolf." "A werewolf."
Oh no. This was what Esther had told me about a long time ago. The story of the Originals. "Yeah, it's the Lockwood Diaries: Pictionary-Style," Damon said earning a giggle from me and an eye roll from everyone else. Elena shook her head with furrowed eyebrows and stared at the various drawings in confusion. "I don't understand. I thought the Lockwoods came here with the Original Founders in the 1860s." "I don't know. Maybe the Lockwoods did, but according to this wall, these werewolves have been here a lot longer than that," Ric said gesturing to the drawings. "How long?" "It gets better. Show them, Ric," Stefan said with a sneaky smile. "Names. They're not native. They're written in Runic, a Viking script." "Vikings?" "This name here, I translated it and it reads..." "Niklaus," I said finishing off for Ric. Everyone looked at me questioningly as I shrugged my shoulders sheepishly. Ric nodded his head then gestured to two more names and said, "And Elijah...and Rebekah."
"These are the names of the Original Family?" Elena asked in shock as she walked forward and traced her fingers over the drawings. "Carved into a cave that's been here since way before the founding of Mystic Falls. Or even the entire New World, for that matter." "Okay, this has got to be one of Klaus' fakes," Elena said disbelievingly. "That's what we said," Damon and Stefan said at the same time. "It's not," I said sitting on one of the rocks on the floor boredly. I already knew all of this. "I agree with Gene. The last name up here made me think so." "What's the name?" "Mikael," Ric said looking at us seriously. "Mikael... Mikael, as in, the vampire hunter who knows how to kill Klaus?" Elena asked skeptically. I nodded my head as I said, (AGAIN! WHAT?!) "Their father." "Yep," Damon said pointing over to me then smirking at Elena. I now like to call him, 'Papa Original'." Ric began to take pictures of the various drawings, and then we all left the tunnel.

We all sat around Alaric's apartment, or in Damon and Elena's case, fought around it. Alaric was sat in front of the coffee table, pictures of the runic symbols scattered across it. I had offered to translate it for him, but he said that he went to college to study this, and it was time to put that to the test. Stefan and I were sprawled out on the second couch playing the Play Station I had installed here for times Jeremy or I came over. I was whipping Stefan's butt, mainly because he was too distracted from listening in on Damon and Elena's combat training.
"These images tell a story... to learn the story; you have to decipher these images," Ric said to himself with pursed lips. I giggled at him then punched Stefan's arm because he was openly staring at the combat training. "Ouch," he said rubbing his arm as I glared at him. "It's not nice to ignore someone," I said pouting. He laughed at my childishness then gave me an apologetic smile. I let out a sigh and waved my hand, gesturing for him to join the training. He hugged me in thanks then walked over to Damon and Elena as he disarmed her and yelled, "Sloppy!" "Shut up! I'm new at this," she said as she got back into the proper stance. I sighed and stood up heading towards the door. "Where are you going?" Damon yelled to me, causing everyone to look over at me questioningly. I raised an eyebrow at the sudden curiosity and put a hand on my right hip. "I'm bored, so I'm going to go hang out with Rebekah." Everyone's faces fell at the mention of her, causing me to roll my eyes. "Don't even go there, alright? See ya later," I said walking out the door and closing it behind me.

I vamped to the high school and walked straight to the football field where I knew the cheerleaders would be practicing, and smiled when I saw Rebekah's familiar figure in line with the other cheerleaders doing their routine. Walking over to them, I noticed the football team was practicing as well. And to my dismay, two football players blocked my path and stared at me with disgusting looks of lust. "Hey beautiful." "What's a pretty little thing like you doing here alone?" they asked me. I scoffed and tried to push past them, but one of the guys grabbed my arm, stopping me from going any farther. "I love a chase," he smirked leaning his face dangerously close to mine. As I narrowed my eyes at him, about to punch him in the face, Tyler and Matt walked up behind them and put a hand on their shoulders, squeezing them warningly. "There a problem here?" Matt asked as he and Tyler glared at the guys. Seeing that they were my friends, the two guys shook their heads and walked off in fear.
I let out a sigh and chuckled lightly, smiling at them in thanks. "Thanks. I thought I was going to have to kick their asses," I said with a huge smile. "Yeah, we had to come to their rescue," Tyler said with a smirk. I let out a laugh as Matt smiled at me. "You're back to normal, aren't you?" He asked. I nodded my head as he pulled me into a hug. I giggled as Tyler then pulled me into a hug as well and ruffled my hair. "Good to have you back," they said walking off to practice as I pouted at my messed up hair.
I walked over to the cheerleaders who were taking a small break and pounced onto Rebekah's back when she wasn't looking. "What the bloody hell?" she shouted, then let out a sigh when she realized it was me. "Vie, was that necessary," she asked in a slightly irritated tone. I laughed and nodded my head, getting off her back and smiling at her. "Wait a minute… you turned it back on? What happened? Less than 24 hours ago you were my non-caring, badass best friend." I rolled my eyes at her then crossed my arms and shook my head. "Hey, I'm still you're badass best friend. I just have emotions now." Hearing that, the tension faded from her shoulders and she smiled at me. "Good. I wouldn't want it any other way," she said laughing and pulling me into a hug. I hugged her back as she pointed to someone behind me and shouted, "You! Goody."
I turned around to see Elena walking up to us with a hesitant, and slightly frightened, yet slightly comfortable face. "I was hoping we could talk," she said looking between the two of us. I tilted my head in curiosity as Rebekah went into defense mode. "About what?" "This," she said holding up some pictures with the runic symbols from the cave. "I'm curious why you and Klaus have spent a thousand years running from your father." "Elena," I said sternly and shaking my head. Rebekah looked taken aback and shook her head at Elena. "I should get back to the girls. Homecoming's right around the corner," she said giving me a small smile, before turning and walking towards the cheerleaders.
"Well then, maybe I'll ask Mikael when we wake him," Elena shouted causing my blood to run cold. What were they thinking? Rebekah stopped in her tracks and turned to Elena with eyes full of fear, and only I knew exactly why. "You're bluffing! You don't know where he is. No one does." "So, then who's rotting in that old cemetery in Charlotte?" "If you wake Mikael, we are all doomed!" "So then, tell me," Elena asked pleadingly as I could only watch my best friend's conflicted face. After a moment of thinking, she let out a sigh and nodded her head. "Why do you want to know?" "Why don't you want me to wake him?" Elena asked with narrowed and curious eyes. Because he's a crazy asshole with family issues, I thought to myself. "I need to get back to the girls," Rebekah said shaking her head (WHAAAAT?! AGAIN!) then walking away. I sighed as I remembered one of the stories Esther had told me about how cruel he was to Nik and shuddered inwardly. I would never let that monster hurt him.

Elena and I were walking up the stairs to Alaric's apartment as she talked on the phone with Damon. "She's going to tell me. She's scared of him, Damon. I saw her face. I just have to engage in a little 'mean girl' power struggle first." When she said that, I snorted and laughed at her choice of words. She sent me a fake glare as Damon said, "Well, make sure she doesn't power struggle you into a wheelchair." I continued to laugh as I opened the door and walked into the apartment to see Ric still hunched over the coffee table like when I last saw him. "I've got this, Damon. If we can figure out a way to kill Klaus…" she left off sending me a sorry glance. I pretended I didn't notice and sat on the couch next to Ric, leaning my head on his shoulder and looking down at what he had figured out so far. "Then maybe Gene can have a normal life," Elena finished as quietly as she could.
I let out a sigh as she hung up the phone then turned to us with a small smile. "Rebekah will come around." Ric eyed her carefully with an unsure face then shook his head. "You're sure about that? I mean a thousand year old vampire, I'm sure, has learned the art of patience." I giggled at that, seeing as Rebekah and Nik were both very impatient people. While I was caught up in my thoughts, Elena and I both got a text message at the same time. I grabbed my phone from its place next to me on the couch and unlocked it to see a message from Rebekah saying: "Please come with her. I think I'll strangle her if we're left alone." I laughed at the message as Elena smiled at me and held her arm out in a gentlemanly fashion. I stood up and linked my arm in hers as she said, "She's a thousand year old vampire, who's joined the cheerleader squad... There is a whole different set of rules that play here, Ric. I got this."

Elena and I entered the Boarding House and walked into the living room where we saw Rebekah waiting with champagne glasses. "Hey! What's up?" she asked handing me one then offering one to Elena, who shook her head. "You invited me over? To talk?" Elena asked, almost doubting Rebekah had actually done so. She nodded her head; still keeping up a fake cheerful smile, then grabbed her own champagne glass and took a drink. "All right girls, have at it!" she shouted as a group of six girls came into the room, each wearing a different dress. "Oo! Fashion show!" I squealed in one of my girliest of moments. I couldn't help it. I love formal dresses
Rebekah smiled at me and raised a hand, moving it in a circle, then said, "Okay, now twirl please." All the girls twirled slowly, showing their beautiful dresses off as I carefully studied which I liked the best. "You compelled your own private runway show?" Elena asked, not hiding the distaste she felt towards the situation. What a poop. "I need a Homecoming dress. So, what do you think? Pick one." I studied the dresses one more time then pointed over to a girl wearing a beautiful red dress. "The red one," I said with a bright smile. "I'm not here to help you shop. I'm here to talk about why you don't want me to wake up Mikael," Elena said stubbornly, causing me to roll my eyes. Now you've done it.
Rebekah rushed at the closest girl and grabbed their neck, tilting it to the side for better access to the veins. Showing her vampire face and fangs, Rebekah looked over at Elena, "I said pick one, Elena." Elena seemed shocked and frantically looked at all the dresses and pointed to the one I had liked. "The... red one."
Rebekah released the girl and returned her face to normal as she walked towards me, because I was holding her champagne glass. "There. It wasn't so hard, was it?" She smiled at me in thanks, grabbed her glass and took a sip, then turned to the girls and said, "Go away. Remember nothing." They all left as I watched the various beautiful dresses disappear. She then turned to Elena with a glare and stepped towards her threateningly. "You do not threaten me. You'll learn what I allow you to learn. Is that clear?" Elena nodded her head as Rebekah walked out of the room. Elena turned to me with a questioning face as I shrugged my shoulders and followed after Rebekah.
We walked up the stairs and continued into Stefan's room. "How fun is this...?" Rebekah asked as she started snooping through his drawers. I giggled and plopped myself onto his bed. "We shouldn't be here," Elena said shifting her feet uncomfortably. I rolled my eyes at her and watched as Bekah continued to snoop. "'Course we should! Come on, like you've never wanted to snoop," she said pulling out a pair of Stefan's underwear. I groaned and covered my eyes as she said, "Boxer briefs. A lot has changed since the twenties."
"Are you gunna root through his stuff all night or are you gunna start to tell me your story?" Elena asked in frustration. "Ah... you really are no fun. What do you want to know?" "Well, Elijah said that your father was a landowner in Europe. How did you guys end up here?" I sat up on the bed and crossed my legs as Bekah laid on the bed with her head in my lap. "My parents had just started a family, when a plague struck their homeland. They lost a child to it. They wanted to escape and protect their future family from the same fate." I looked down at her with a sad smile as I saw the pain in her eyes that talking about her past brought on. "So, how did you end up here? This part of the world hadn't even been discovered yet," Elena said as she continued to stand with crossed arms. Rebekah and I laughed slightly as she said, "Not by anyone in your history books. But my mother knew the witch Ayana, who heard from the spirits of a mystical land where everyone was healthy... blessed by the gifts of speed and strength; that lead my family here, where we lived amongst those people." "The werewolves?" "To us, they were just our neighbors. My family lived in peace with them for over 20 years, during which time my family had more children, including me." "You make it sound so normal," Elena said with a confused face. "It was."
Rebekah continued to tell the story of how once a month their family retreated into the caves beneath their village. "Every full moon the wolves would howl through the night and by morning we'd return home..." she said lost in thought. For a moment I saw all the pain in Rebekah's eyes. Unfortunately, the three of us knew the pain of losing family at a young age. Rebekah continued her story, telling us about the night that changed her life forever. All the villagers had retreated to the tunnels beneath the village, but Klaus and her youngest brother Henrik went to watch the men change. "That was forbidden. Henrik paid the price... with his life," Rebekah said sadly as Elena's face fell and she seemed to sympathize with Rebekah. "And that was the beginning of the end of peace with our neighbors, and one of the last moments my family had together as humans," she said as Elena's phone went off.
I looked at Elena and nodded my head, signaling for her to answer it. "You better get that. That'll be Damon checking up on you," I said to her. "Hello?" "Hey!" "Damon, where are you?" she asked as loud music and noise was heard through the phone. I rolled my eyes. Back at a bar, I see. "No idea, but I'm pretty sure, I'm overdressed...Still standing?" "Yes, I'm fine, but I can't talk right now," she said in a slightly annoyed tone. I laughed just as I heard Stefan say, "I'll be at the bar." "Is that Stefan?" Elena asked disbelievingly. "Yeah, it's brotherly bonding time," he said causing me to pout. Well thanks a lot, Damon. "Okay bye," Elena said rolling her eyes.
Rebekah got up and grabbed one of Stefan's old journals, then returned to the bed and laid her head (RHYYYYMES) in my lap again. Elena watched for a few minutes while I just played with Rebekah's hair as she read. "Did you get your fill of snooping yet? Can we get on with the story?" Elena asked in an irritated tone. Rebekah got up and put the diary back on the shelf then saw a picture of Elena and Stefan and picked it up. "Honestly, I don't get you two as a couple," she said studying the photo and looking at me with a face that asked: 'Do you?' I shrugged my shoulders, not willing to get into that argument. "Why would you? You don't know anything about who he really is," Elena said glaring at Rebekah, causing me to roll my eyes. Oh geez. "I know exactly who he is. He's a vampire. Just like Gene is. We're a predatory species," she said getting into Elena's face. I watched carefully, ready to jump in between them if anything were to happen. "We don't have time to care about humans and their silly little lives."
At that I saw a small flash of hurt go through Elena's eyes, and she turned to me almost asking if it was true. I gave her an emotionless look, not willing to say anything. It was mainly true. It was useless to care for them. They wouldn't even live a century. Yet, here I was, immortal.
"Is that why you did that runway show earlier? 'Cause you don't care about the Homecoming Dance...? You know what, I'm just gunna go," Elena said turning to walk out of the room. "You haven't even heard half the story," I said to Elena who turned to us with a frustrated face. "And she isn't going to tell it. She's just bored and looking for someone to push around. Find someone else to play with...maybe you can compel yourself a friend," she said, causing me to glare at her. That crossed the line. She gave me a sorry look, knowing she shouldn't have said it, and then began to walk out the door. "The necklace wasn't Stefan's to give. It belonged to the Original Witch," Rebekah said, stopping Elena in her tracks and causing me to stiffen slightly. I may have gone against her wishes, but the mention of her still frightened me. "The one who put the hybrid curse on Klaus?" Elena asked walking back into the room. "Not just the hybrid curse," I mumbled quietly. Rebekah glanced at me for a moment then added, "She's the one who turned us into vampires."
Rebekah continued to tell the story of how she overheard her parents talking to Ayana, asking for help to protect their family. Her family was desperate. And desperate times call for desperate measures, I suppose. Although they pleaded with Ayana, she wouldn't help them. "I'm thirsty. Do you want a drink?" Rebekah asked me with a curious face. I nodded my head as we walked out of Stefan's room and towards the library, Elena following behind. "So, vampirism was a form of protection?" she asked with a completely puzzled face. I laughed at her reaction as Rebekah shrugged. "What else would it be?" "A curse?" "My parents only saw a way of keeping their children alive," she said as she poured two glasses of bourbon. "Yeah, but why stay, if they were so afraid of the werewolves? Why not... leave?" Rebekah sighed then handed me the glass. "Pride. My father didn't want to run anymore. He wanted to fight and be superior to the wolves. Where they could bite, we had to bite harder. Where they had speed, we had to be faster. Agility, strength, senses."
Rebekah told us about how her parents wanted their children to become invincible, but Ayana warned them of the consequences. The nature that they loved and seeked help from would turn against them. Ayana had wanted no part in it, so it was left in the hands of Esther. "She was left with the duty to protect your family. In her hands? How could she do anything?" Elena asked cluelessly. "Because my mother was also a witch." "What?" "The witch of the Original Family. The Original Witch?" I said in a duh tone. Rebekah then began searching through the library, probably for something interesting. "But if your mother was a witch, then..." "Am I?" Rebekah said finishing for her, then shaking her head, "No, a witch is nature's servant; a vampire is an abomination of nature. Usually you can either be one or the other, not both," she said looking at me enviously for a moment. I looked away from her, not being able to meet her eyes. Her mother was the person that created me. Rebekah could have easily become a hybrid as well. "My mother did this for us. She did not turn."
"How did you turn?" Elena asked curiously. "She called upon the sun for life, and the ancient white oak tree, one of nature's eternal objects, for immortality. That night, my father offered us wine laced with blood. And then he drove his sword through our hearts," Rebekah said dazing off into her memories. I grabbed her hand and gave a gentle squeeze as Elena's face filled with horror. "He killed you?" she asked in a whisper, afraid that if she spoke any louder, Rebekah might break. Rebekah nodded her head as her serious façade returned. "And he wasn't delicate about it either."

She let out a sigh and ran a hand through her hair as she continued with the story. "We had to drink more blood to complete the ritual." Rebekah stopped for a moment and let out an airy chuckle as she thought back on that night. "It was euphoric. The feeling of power was indescribable... but the witch Ayana was right about the consequences," she said looking at Elena grimly. "The spirits turned on us, and nature fought back... For every strength there would be a weakness..." she said as she told us about when she was newly turned and she could not go outside for weeks, until Esther found them a solution. "The sun became our enemy. It kept us indoors for weeks... And though my mother found a solution, there were other problems. Neighbors who had opened their homes to us could now keep us out. Flowers at the base of the white oak burned, and prevented compulsion. And the spell decreed that the tree that gave us life could also take it away... so we burned it to the ground." She stilled for a moment, remembering something that seemed to sadden her, and then continued. "But the darkest consequence was something my parents never anticipated. The hunger. Blood had made us reborn and it was blood that we craved above all else. We could not control it. And with that, the predatory species was born."
Elena gave Rebekah a few moments to collect her thoughts. A few minutes later, Elena cleared her throat and asked, "Why did Mikael start hunting Klaus?" Rebekah let out a sigh then answered, "When Nik made his first human kill, it triggered his werewolf gene. With that, he became my father's greatest shame." "Yeah... Elijah told me this part of the story. Your mother had had an affair with one of the werewolf villagers. Klaus wasn't his son." "She tried to make it right. She put the hybrid curse on Nik to suppress his werewolf side, and then she turned her back on him. But Mikael's greatest weakness as a human was his pride. As a vampire, that was magnified. He went on a rampage and killed half the village. Then he came home and killed her," Rebekah said sadly as I stiffened. She looked at me questioningly but I shook my head at her. "Mikael killed your mother?" Elena asked sadly as Rebekah nodded her head emotionlessly. "He said she broke his heart so he would break hers. He tore it from her chest as Nik watched."
Rebekah sat down on a sofa and watched the fire dance for a moment, as Elena and I watched her in pity. "Afterwards, my father took off in a rage, and the rest of my family scattered. Nik stayed, so he could help me bury her. He knew I had to say goodbye to my mother," she continued as I fidgeted slightly. She told us how Nik had buried her as she stood in shock. She was grateful to him, and she had promised to never turn her back on him. That's when Elijah had joined them and promised the same. The three of them had promised to stick together as one. "Always and forever... even though he locked you in a coffin for 90 years?" Elena asked with a confused face. She wouldn't understand. No matter what happens, family is family. For a vampire, that's really all we can hold onto. "We're vampires. Our emotions are heightened. I'm stubborn, Elijah moral, and Nik... Nik has no tolerance for those who disappoint him. Over a thousand years as a family we've all made that mistake at least once. I've made it several times."
"But you still love him?" Elena asked, still confused. "He's my brother. And I'm immortal. Should I spend an eternity alone instead? You've heard the story, it's time to go," Rebekah said shooing Elena off, but she hadn't budged. "I said leave, Elena! I don't know what you're up to, but I'm no longer playing along." "I'm just looking for one good reason why we shouldn't wake Mikael," she said stupidly, causing me to roll my eyes. I mean, really? "And I've given you a thousand! But you will anyway. I know you want him to help you kill my brother, I'm not stupid." "It's no secret that I want Klaus dead. He has a hold over our lives," Elena said sadly looking over at me, but I didn't meet her eyes. "Do what you need. Wake Mikael at your own peril. But make no mistake, if you come after my brother, I will rip you apart," Rebekah said through gritted teeth as I nodded my head. "And I'll help," I said shocking both of them.
"What?" Elena asked with hurt and betrayal in her eyes. "I won't let you kill him Elena."

Elena's POV (FIIIINALLY! RIGHT? LOL)
I walked back to the old Lockwood cellar in a daze as Gene's last words echoed in my head. "I won't let you kill him Elena." I mean, what did I expect? Gene is in love with him. But I didn't think she would go against Damon and Stefan over a guy. There must be something else going on. As I walked into the cave Alaric began talking, but stumbled through his words after he noticed my vacant expression. "We, uh, filled in what we could," he said walking up to the wall and placing labels on most drawings. "A Vampire, werewolf, slaughter, mayhem, etc." Snapping out of my daze, I noticed a drawing that looked like a large tree. "That's the white oak tree that was used in the spell to create the vampires... which means that," I said pointing at the following image, "was when they burned down the tree, destroying the only way that they could be killed." "Okay, so tree equals weapon, sort of. We already knew that. What we are not sure about is this: we've got the witch symbol, and what looks like a bleeding heart. Upside down figures usually signified death, of some kind," Alaric said pointing to an isolated drawing. I looked at it for a moment then remembered the story Rebekah told me of Esther's death. "Mikael killed the witch by ripping out her heart. But... why is that one connected to the witch's death?" "We don't know. We haven't gotten that far," Bonnie said pursing her lips and staring at the drawing as well.
I looked at it for a moment when I had a revelation. My eyes widened in shock as I stared at the drawing dumbfounded and pieced it all together. "Oh my god... Rebekah doesn't know the real story." Alaric and Bonnie both looked at me questioningly, but I ignored them and walked out of the tunnels and back to the Boarding House.

Gene's POV
I sat on the couch as Rebekah poured herself another glass of scotch. As she turned to sit next to me, Elena stormed into the Boarding House holding multiple photos. "I thought I told you to leave?" Rebekah asked frowning at Elena. "Twice," I added while holding up two fingers. Elena rolled her eyes then gave Rebekah a serious look. "How do you know that Mikael killed your mother?" At that question, I froze as I knew they had find out the truth, and Rebekah was about to find out. "Nik was there. He told me." "He lied to you." "And how do you know that?" Rebekah asked crossing her arms with a doubtful face. "The cave where you carved your family's names is covered in symbols," Elena said placing the pictures down on the small table in front of the couch. "The story of your family: how your parents arrived, how they made peace, the spell that turned them into vampires, and this. This is the symbol for hybrid. It's a combination of the werewolf and the vampire symbol. And this is the one for your mother."
"Her necklace," Rebekah said absentmindedly raising a hand to where her necklace used to sit for 900 years. Elena nodded her head then pointed to the last picture and said, "And this is the story of her death. The hybrid killed the Original Witch. Not Mikael. Klaus." Rebekah stared at the picture in shock for a moment then shook her head in denial. "No! No, he wouldn't." "She put the curse on him, made it so that he would be the only one of his kind, and then she rejected him. With the werewolf gene comes aggression and violence... when he turned, all of that was heightened. He killed her, Rebekah. And then he made up this entire lie about your father, so that he wouldn't lose you." I watched with emotionless eyes as Rebekah came to terms with the truth. Her brother whom she loved so wholeheartedly killed their mother. "These mean nothing! They're just stupid drawings, done by stupid people who had no idea who my family was!" She yelled picking up the pictures and tearing them into pieces, then throwing them into the fireplace.
"Then why are you so upset?" Elena asked with furrowed eyebrows. "Why are you doing this to me? I've done nothing to you!" Rebekah yelled as her eyes began to water. You could hear the pain in her voice and see it in her eyes. "Klaus killed your mother. He has a hold on you, on me, on everyone. He has for a thousand years. We have to make it stop!" Elena yelled in anger, trying and failing to persuade Rebekah to help kill Nik. Angry, Rebekah sped over to Elena and grabbed her by the throat, bearing her fangs. "Shut up! Shut up! Don't talk anymore! Nothing!" Getting up from my spot on the couch, I walked over to the girls and gently pulled Rebekah's hand off of Elena's throat. I then pulled her into a hug as she gasped in pain and her legs gave out. We both fell to the floor as she cried in my arms. "Leave, Elena," I said not even looking her way. She made a vulnerable girl cry by poking at the old wounds on her heart. No matter how bad someone may be, you don't bring up dead family. Not like this.

After about five minutes of crying, I carried Rebekah up to her room where she fell asleep soundly. Walking back down to the living room, I went to pour myself some bourbon when I sensed another presence in the room. "You know, if you're here to get me to lure Nik back for you, you might have better luck elsewhere." I turned around to see a man, who I was assuming was Mikael, with a smirk on his face. "Genevieve Salvatore. I have heard quite a bit about you. A different kind of abomination, are you not?" At his words, I rolled my eyes and took a seat on the couch. "A hybrid, yes. Half-witch, half-vampire." Mikael nodded his head then took a seat on the couch opposite me as my brothers both walked in. "Gene, I see you've met Papa Original." "We need you to lure Klaus back so we can kill him." I nodded my head as I placed my empty glass down then gave my brothers a sad smile. "Sorry, but I won't let you kill him."
My brothers looked at me in shock and their mouths fell. "What?" Damon asked stepping towards me with a hard glare. I flinched slightly at the look he was giving me then glared back at him. "I have my reasons, Damon. Stefan, you know I wouldn't do this unless it was a good one." Stefan looked at me; thinking over what I was saying then nodded his head. Damon, however, stared at me in anger. "Ah, I see now. You are in love with my idiot sun," Mikael said smirking at me. I glared at him as he got up and went to pour himself a drink as well. "I see. Abomination does call to abomination." Angry, I narrowed my eyes as I made his glass shatter in his hands. "It seems you have a temper as well. Tell me; is Klaus out of the country?" I glared at him as I crossed my arms and remained silent. "Has he spoken to you since he left?" he continued to ask. I continued to stay silent as he glared at me in frustration. "When was the last time you spoke to Niklaus?" "I'm not telling you shit," I finally said, causing him to smirk at me and slowly walk towards my brothers. "I really hope this game of 20 questions isn't your secret weapon," Damon said in a snarky tone as Mikael turned his glare to him. "You see, Damon, I've been a vampire hunter longer than you've been alive. It's why I found you here. It's why I'm gunna find Niklaus." "Well, Klaus has been running for about thousand years so…" I said with a smirk, knowing that would anger him.

Mikael glared at me, and then slammed his hand into Damon's chest. Damon let out a loud scream of pain as I jumped up, ready to attack. "Careful, Genevieve. One move and his heart is gone." As he said that, he plunged his hand deeper into Damon's chest. "Now, where is Klaus? One twist and your brother is dead." "Once she's made up her mind she won't budge. It's pointless," Stefan said in a panic, not knowing what he should do. "Really? Her love for Klaus is so strong that she will let her own brother die?" "I could kill you in the blink of an eye," I said showing my witch face. Mikael seemed shocked at first, but regained his smirk. "Your brother would still die. Are you willing to live with that on your conscious?" I remained silent for a moment then let out a sigh and nodded my head. "Fine. I'll only lure him here. Then I will stand against you."
Mikael smirked and removed his hand from Damon's chest, causing him to let out a groan and fall to the floor. "I knew you would give in. Family means as much to you, as it does my children. You really do have the traits of a Mikaelson," he said wiping his hand on a rag. I glared at him as he said, "Get Klaus back to Mystic Falls, and I will gladly fight you to kill him. Fail to get him here and I will drive a stake through your brothers' hearts." I glared as he walked out of the room and I flung a piece of wood across the room and into his chest. "Tsk, tsk. Temper, darling," he smirked, pulling out the piece of wood and walking out.