Madison Gilbert or as 'Madds' or 'Maddie' as most people call her is the younger cousin to Elena and Jeremy and she just so happens to be a witch and a world class gymnast as well. Madison didn't find out she was a witch until she was fourteen when her father died which then lead to her moving in with grandmother who told her about her magic ancestry since her mother passed away when she was just a baby. Even though Madison didn't know she was a witch she had known about the supernatural world longer than the rest of her friends because her father Charles Gilbert taught her the basics of the supernatural world when she was just a little girl just to be on the safer side. But anyways, what if Elena wasn't the only doppelganger? What if Katherine had a cousin named Marie and Madison just so happened to be her doppelganger? And if Madison isn't a doppelganger for Klaus's sacrifice like Elena was, then what for? This is the story of how the youngest of the Gilbert's tries to balance high school; the intense world of gymnastics; vampires and werewolves; trying to maintain a social life, and falling in and out of love all at the age of sixteen.

(Okay, so I guess kind of think of Victoria Justice in a way as to what Maddie looks like, I think her and Nina kind of have a similar look to one another, so to me that would make pretty good cousins lol)

Thank you for all the reviews and likes for this story, I never thought my little idea would be such a big hit! :) Hope you guys continue to like and enjoy this story! :)


Chapter 11

Friday morning Madison arrived in the almost empty student parking lot of the high school and parked in one of the closest spots to the building. She was at school a good thirty to forty minutes before school was to even start so it didn't really shock her that really no one else was here yet.

She sighed turning her engine off leaning her head back to rest on the seat's head rest. She was exhausted. It had only been four days that she's been training with Halstad and it was already kicking her butt! And this diet he had her on…it wasn't horrible, and she had lost a pound and a half since switching to his, but man did she missed her chilly-cheese fries and her milkshakes…

After a few moments of just relaxing in her seat her mind once again drifted to various different places…Madds was just thinking of random things before suddenly a thought hit her. She didn't know why she never thought of it before!

Jerking her body forward in the car Madison ran a hand through her hair tiredly whispering to herself. "Elena has Petrova blood in her…but Uncle John and Isobel were her birth parents not Uncle Grayson and Aunt Miranda…" Her heart began to violently pound against her chest as her mind started to race to all the possibilities and she started to put the missing puzzle pieces together.

"It was Isobel Saltzman who carried the Petrova gene and blood, not John Gilbert." Her heart was thumping so hard in her chest now that it almost began to feel as if it was burning on fire against her chest.

Then it was like a light bulb was starting to go off in her head saying 'About time you picked up on this idiot!' She could feel the little hairs on her arm start to stick up from her anxiety. She let her head thump down to the staring wheel, resting her forehead against it feeling as if she was going to puke at the nauseating feeling that suddenly overcame her. She felt tears starting to sting her eyes as realization kept hitting her, "The Gilbert's don't carry the Petrova bloodline…so how am I a doppelganger of a Petrova? How am I a Petrova?"

Without even realizing she was doing so, Madison turned her car back on roaring the engine back to life speeding out of the parking lot so fast that the tires were squalling against the pavement leaving scuff marks. She paid no mind to the speed limit, zooming through a section of the town knowing that if she was pulled over, Sheriff Forbes would let her off with just a lecture of how she's lucky she's a family friend and needs to be more careful and blah, blah, blah.

She pulled into the paved circle driveway to her Grams' home slamming on the brakes hard, jerking the car and her to a dead halt right in front of the huge old grand porch and front door.

She yanked the keys out of the ignition grabbing one of the other keys on her chain racing to the front door knowing it was locked since Grams had most likely already left for her long morning and evening double shift that she had on every Thursday. Once she herd the click of the lock to the front door she threw it open, once in she slammed it shut with her back pressed up against the large white oak door breathing hard.

Maddie's heart was still pounding violently and she tried taking a few deep calming breaths to steady her heart as she stood with her back still against the door. But nothing was calming her right now. She was on edge.

She tossed her keys nonchalantly to a side table by the door and sprinted up the large staircase. She didn't stop as she reached the second floor through; she continued to run through the old 'mansion' coming to an halt at the door that lead up to the old Blake attic.

Madds gulped starring at the aged door before with so many different emotions and thoughts running through her racing mind. Without realizing she had done so, the old attic door slowly opened up creaking on its hinges with her magic. She gulped hesitating for a moment staring at the small narrow spiral staircase that was covered in spider webs and dust from the lack of use over the years before jogging up it.

Once Maddie reached the landing to the attic she stilled. She knew that she had to find out where the Petrova line fit in with her. She maneuvered her way through the clutter of the belongings of deceased Blake's throughout the years till she found what she was looking for. Her mother's old belongings from when she was teenager.

There were a few old boxes that were labeled 'Crissy Blake'. Madison sat crossed legged onto the dusty wooden floor boards and opened the first box to just find old photographs. She smiled sadly and looked at each photo before setting that box to the side and began through another one. This one was just filled with old cloths from the 80's and early 90's. Maddie cringed. She thought thankfully to herself that she was not alive in this era because of some of the horrid fashion crimes back then.

There was one more box that had her mom's name labeled on it. Madison held her breath hoping this box contained something of more importance to her. When she pulled it closer she sighed. This box was filled with all sorts of old journals from her mother. She dug around the box for the most recent journal that was from the year she was born.

She opened the journal and began to read.

Charlie told me today that he would hold my hand through this pregnancy and wouldn't turn his back on me. He truly is one of the kindest men this world has to offer. When I told him I was a witch and was now pregnant with child this morning I was sure he was going to go off on me calling me crazy and that I was not worth the time of day. But he surprised me and told me that he and I would get marry and that he would protect me and this unborn baby with every ounce of his being, even if one day it would be the death of him. I do not know what I have done in this life to deserve such a wonderful man as him, but I am truly and utterly grateful that I do have him. And now my darling unborn child, rather it is a beautiful baby girl or handsome baby boy will also have the delight to know such a wonderful man as a father.

Madison felt her heart tighten a bit at the entrance. She wanted to read every entry of this journal but she felt as if she didn't have the time for that. She needed answers. She started flipping through the pages of the journal skimming them quickly to see if there was any importance in any of them. Nothing caught her eye till twenty or so entries later in.

Charles keeps asking who the father of my baby girl is, but I cannot tell him who it is. The reasons why I cannot tell Charles of who my baby's true father is because I fear if someone comes looking for her one day that they might try to get the information from Charles and as much as I love him and trust him with my life, I will not let any possible harm come to my daughter. And that means the less people who know of her father's identity is then the safer she will be, at least I hope so. I think I will tell her of whom her blood father is after her eighteenth birthday. She will be old enough to handle that information by then, and then it will also give me plenty of time to think of how exactly to explain to her that Charles is not her birth father. But even though he is not her birth father, I know that he will be the best father in the world to her and treat her as if she were his own. Because that is just the man Charles Gilbert is.

"Oh my God." Madison mumbled out. She felt the world around her disappear as she sat there staring at the handwritten words in a daze. "Charlie Gilbert isn't my dad...?" Her father, the man she has called daddy her whole life, wasn't her true father, at least not biologically. And only he and her mother had known that. They had kept it a secret from everyone they knew, including their very own families. No one alive, but her, now knew of the truth.

How could they keep such an important thing from her? It's not like some little secret or white-lie that parents told their children like the tooth fairy being real…this was a freakin' life changing lie for heaven's sake! This was something that could change someone's whole world!

Her hands shook as she began to flip through more and more pages trying to see if she could find any other lies or information out.

Charles had finally told me who Elena's birth mother was. I can't believe it is Isobel Flemming! I did not think that her and John were that close! It makes me worried to know that she is the women that gave birth to Elena, which makes my newly born beautiful Madison Elena's true blood cousin. If Grayson and Miranda ever tell Elena that she was adopted and Elena goes off looking for her birth mother everything Charles and I have done so far to protect Madison would have been for nothing. I do not know if Isobel knows of Madison's existence but I do not want to risk it. I must come up with something to ensure that Madison's identify will always be kept a secret till she is ready to know the truth, and if Isobel knows then it will not be long till every vampire; werewolf; and witch around the world comes looking for her. I need to talk to my mother; she needs to know the truth about her granddaughter. She might have a spell or something that can help with the situation.

"What does this mean?" Madison cried out setting the book to the side bowing down so her head hung. "Why hasn't Grams told me any of this? Why did she lie too?...And why would vampires, werewolves, and witches be coming after me as a baby?"….she lifted her hands up to her face as tears started to flow from her eyes.

Her whole life has been based off a lie in a way. She didn't know what she was filling. How can someone just keep such important information from her like this? After an hour or so of feeling sorry for herself Madison lifted her head up with a new form of determination in her eyes. She dusted herself off picking her mom's journal up and marched out of the attic down to the first floor picking her keys up and setting her mother's journal down in its place leaving the page open to where she had found out Charles wasn't her true father. She knew her grandmother when she would get home from the hospital would see the journal and would read the page that it was opened to. After staring down at the journal for another moment Maddie decided what she was going to do and headed out the door to her car.

She was heading to Duke University. She had gone there last spring with Elena; Damon; and Alaric when Elena first found out about Isobel being her birth mother and wanted to get more information about her and also about Katherine as well.

Maddie knew it was a long shot, but if by the way her mom spoke in her journal, then Isobel was somehow connected to her. And since Isobel was obviously now dead, the only connection left was her office that had so much information about the supernatural world that she was sure to find some sort of clue or lead there. And also it would give her some time away from everyone to process what she had just found out. And hopefully by the time she got home tonight her grandmother would have a good reasonable explanation to why she had never told her the truth.

Maddie checked her cellphone and saw that her phone was blowing up with texts and missed calls. She rolled her eyes knowing that it was because she was ditching school and everyone was worried. She almost laughed when she read Rebekah's annoyed text about her friends.

Rebekah: Your friends are worried for you; both of your cousin's 'Big Gilbert' and 'Little Gilbert' marched up to me during lunch demanding that I was to tell them where you are, obviously accusing me of kidnapping you or something of the sort…Soooo, where are you and why are you not here at school? Has something happened?

Maddie: I'm fine, just found some things out, and I needed to take a day for myself to get my mind in the right place. Right now I am on my way driving to a certain place to get a few more answers, so you can tell everyone else to not worry about me and that I will be back home by tonight safe and sound.

Rebekah: Well I am glad to hear that you are safe. But I highly doubt that your friends will believe me if I tell them you told me that you just needed a day of space.

Maddie: You're right…just show them the text message then. That should be good enough for them. I would tell them myself but I already know if I did then I would not be getting the space that I need at the moment.

Rebekah: Okay, will do. Stay Safe.

Maddie: Thanks. :) Will do.

After that, Madison shoved her phone into her bag lifting her eyes to fully concentrated on the road ahead of her. She blasted the radio up and drummed her fingers to the beat of the song on the steering wheel singing the ones she knew softly to herself as she turned on to the express way that headed up towards Duke.

Once she finally got to the actual school, she thanked her lucky stars that she actually remembered where Isobel's office was located in one of the many huge old buildings that made up Duke University, and was more then beyond thankful when no one stopped her on her way there. When she reached what was Isobel's old office she noticed her name was no longer placed on the door like it had been the previous year and she felt a twinge of worry run through her. She hoped her stuff was still in the office. If they had cleaned her office out by now, then Madds didn't know where she was supposed to go from there.

She pulled on the doorknob but the knob never turned.

It was locked.

She rolled her eyes at the small inconvenience tilting her head to the side blinking as she stared down at the doorknob with narrow eyes. Once she heard the soft pop of the click to the lock she smiled and tried once more at opening the door and grinned even wider when it opened with no hassle.

She walked into the large office and sighed in relief seeing that most of the things were the same way as she remembered. Closing the office door behind her she wasted no time in beginning to rummage through all the papers in the room. It didn't take long for her to come across about four dozen or so old newspaper articles about random 'animal attacks' scattered across Virginia and West Virginia and the Carolina's. She scoffed at that muttering under her breath before continuing on searching through the office.

She didn't find much in the desk and moved to one of the many larger bulky filing cabinets. All the files in those cabinets had names labeled on them. She didn't recognized any names, but assumed they were of something supernatural since they were in Isobel's office so she quickly grabbed the more thicker ones knowing that this stuff could possibly come in handy and shoved them into her bag.

The top drawer of the cabinet proved to be of some use and she felt like hitting herself in the face a couple times at seeing what she saw. A year ago if they would have looked in this specific cabinet it could have saved them loads of time and a whole bunch of hassle. There was a huge file that was labeled 'Mikaelson Family'. 'That's Rebekah's and Klaus' last name' Madds reminded herself as she pulled out the huge file filled with papers both old and torn with handwritten ink and new and crisp white paper with printed ink.

She walked over to the desk her back to the door and set the chuck of a file down and opened it. The first sheet of paper had a list of seven names and reports besides them.

Ester Mikaelson – Mother to seven children, two of which have deceased. A semi-practiced witch who cast a spell on her husband Mikael and other five children to give them immortally so that they were to never be killed, thus creating the species of vampires. She is now known as the original witch for her family being the original family of vampires. She was never turned into a vampire, she was murdered, but her body was preserved with a spell by another witch by the name of Ayanna, only now being able to be awakened by a bloodknot spell only.

Mikael Mikaelson – Married to the original witch. He is an original vampire and a vampire hunter. It has been said that since the death of his wife he has been hunting down his children since. A witch had entombed him sometime in the 1990's in an abandoned mausoleum at a cemetery, where he has laid decomposed since.

Elijah Mikaelson – Eldest of the children and original's. He spent the majority of the tenth century through the fifteenth century with his younger brother Niklaus and sister Rebekah. In the fifteenth century in England he met Katerina Petrova (a.k.a. Katherine Pierce), who reminded him of the original Petrova that both he and his brother Niklaus fought over while they were human. Elijah was helping his brother trying to break the sun and moon curse and Katerina was to be sacrifice to achieve this. In the end due to his developing feelings for Katerina, she had discovered what was planned for her and had escaped and transition into a vampire. He has since been rumored to be searching for Katerina Petrova and has only been spotted a few times over the year.

Finn Mikaelson – The second oldest of the family and original's. Not much is known besides him being daggered in the twelfth century by his brother, Niklaus, and has remained neutralized since. He did however have a lover by the name of Sage, who he turned; rumor has it she is still alive to this day waiting for him to return to her.

Niklaus Mikaelson – The third oldest of the Mikaelson's and original vampires. With being part werewolf because his mother, the original witch, had an affair with a werewolf thus conceiving him, Niklaus (a.k.a. Klaus) is known to be the most powerful and feared vampire of all time. For a thousand years Niklaus has been trying to a break a curse called the sun and moon curse. The reason to behind the wanting to break this curse is unknown, but what is known is that in order to break the curse one needs a moonstone and the Petrova doppelganger. After the escape of the first doppelganger, Katerina Petrova, it is said that Niklaus has never stopped searching for a new doppelganger and has been chasing Katerina for the last 500 years to kill her for her escape and betrayal.

Kol Mikaelson - The youngest remaining living son and original. After his older brother Finn was daggered in the 1200's, Kol left his other sibling's and traveled the world to caused much mayhem throughout the lands of Europe and later on America. He kills with no remorse and is feared by many just as his brother Niklaus is. The last to be known of Kol is that Niklaus found him in the early 1900's and daggered him, leaving him neutralized just as he had done to Finn in the twelfth century.

Rebekah Mikaelson - After Henrik's death, she became the youngest in the family as well as being the only girl. Rebekah has been known to have impeccable instincts and can tell when people are lying or being mistrustful. She has been known to have stuck by her brother Niklaus' side since they had become vampires, and has had her own share of bloodshed on her hands. It is to be rumored that she was also daggered by her brother in the 1920's, seeing as no one has had seen any spotting's of her since.

*Only known way to permanently kill any original is by a White Oak Stake, made from the White Oak Tree. A White Oak Ash Dagger will only neutralize them as long as the dagger is dipped into the ash of the tree and placed into their heart and stays daggered in their heart. Once the dagger is removed, they will slowly heal and be brought back to the 'living'.

After that page of basic information there were tons more pages of info and facts about the original's, and also pictures and drawings of what all of them looked like throughout the centuries. There was even a dozen or so a newspaper dated all the way back to the 1700's of killings that Isobel circled in red marker writing next to them, 'Killed by original.'

Maddie opened her bag and shoved the large file inside knowing that the other information she hadn't even looked at in the folder might come in handy one of these upcoming days and wanted it to be close for when it would. After getting all the papers into her bag in one piece she then made her way to the still opened cabinet to see what other things were in there before moving on to a different cabinet.

"What are you doing in here? No one is allowed in this office!" A girl shouted as she slammed the office door shut behind her.

Madison felt her eyes grow to the size of tennis balls spinning around to face the door to the office feeling her heart jump in her chest violently as she did so. "I was just-" She began saying but stopped when she saw the girl standing before her. It was the same girl that had walked in on her; Damon; Elena; and Alaric the last time they were here to get information from Isobel's office last spring. "Umm, you don't remember me do you?"

"No, I remember who you are. Madison. But you still are not allowed to be in here, no one is, that's why the door was locked, to keep those who aren't allowed in here out." The girl named, Vanessa said, if Maddie remembered correctly. Vanessa squinted her eyes down at her slightly, "So, how did you get in here exactly…the door was locked?"

Maddie's heartbeat picked up again a tad. "Ahh, lock picking expert here is all…I just came because I needed to get some information on some stuff…" She said not sure what she could say to the girl or not. It's not like she exactly wanted to spill the beans to this person that she barely knew about the discovery she made earlier today about not really being a Gilbert…at least not by blood anyways.

"What kind of information?" The other girl asked crossing her arms raising her eyebrows high up, almost into her hairline, obviously very curious to why Madison was here now.

"Um, Supernatural."

"Well of course supernatural, you wouldn't be here if it wasn't." She retorted back narrowing her eyes slightly at the sixteen year old wanting to know what specific information it was that she was looking for.

Madison sighed, she knew that this girl could very easily call security if she didn't tell her what she wanted to know, so she knew she had to spill now…or at least spill the basics. And who knew, it might not be too bad if Vanessa knew what she was looking for, because Vanessa did know this office better than anyone since Isobel is gone.

But before Madison could answer Vanessa spoke again, "Are you here for information about Maria or Elizabeth?"

Madison felt her stomach twist and turn at the name of her ancestors, "No, I wasn't…why...? What do you know of them?"

"First tell me what you are looking for, and then I will tell you what I know."

"Okay…I was looking for any information that could possibly be about me. I'm trying to see if I have any connection to Isobel…like blood relation or something like that...and I figured if I came here, I could find something that would help me with my current situation seeing as Isobel kind of knows everything when it comes to supernatural...?"

Vanessa only nodded before heading to a smaller filing cabinet on the other side of the office that Maddie had been previously searching before she had gotten interrupted. She opened the bottom cabinet and reached into the very back of it grabbing a thin folder and tossed it on to the desk looking up to stare Maddie in the eyes. "Isobel was you blood father's 1st cousin. That is what connects you to Isobel and the Petrova bloodline; you are a part of her family."

Madison couldn't hear anything after that besdies the pounding of her heart in her ears. Her father was Isobel's cousin. Her real father, birth father…! He was Isobel's cousin! She couldn't believe it. She didn't feel her feet move around the desk to stand in front of the folder until her thighs hit the hard wood of the old desk, and her arms and hands moved on their own account reaching for the folder. She opened the folder that was labeled with her own name 'Madison Gilbert' and stared at the small amount of information in front of her. Her eyes scanned the few pieces of white crisp papers that lay in the folder neatly till they stopped dead on one line.

Her parents are known to be Charles and Crissy Gilbert, Charles being her adoptive father. Her birth father is named Ethan Balcoin (now, known as Blackwell), a man from a powerful line of witches that date back to the time of the originals. The Balcoin line of magic is known to be stronger than other family lines of magic, they have a mixture of very strong white magic that most witches possess (yet not as dominant as theirs), but the Balcoin line is also tainted with powerful dark magic making this line of witches and warlocks very powerful and also very deadly if approached upon the wrong way.

Madison let out a shaky breath as she read the line over and over again. Not only was she given her birth father's name, but also found out that he was a witch as well. And with her dad being a warlock too, meant that she was a full blooded witch...something that is practically unheard of these days. And not only that, but she had powerful dark magic in her…something that scared her but yet spiked her curiosity making her wonder if using black magic was the same as using normal magic.

"You should keep reading." She herd Vanessa say from beside her. Madison turned her head to give her a confused look…to be honest she had completely forgotten that Vanessa was even in the room with her after reading the bit of information that she had just did.

Vanessa sighed seeing Madison was too in shock to really continue on so she pulled the folder over towards her and spoke in a teacher like voice. "There are so many more things you need to know about yourself Madison. There is a lot of information in this tiny little file that can answer all the questions you have always asked yourself since you were a little girl…even the answers to why your mother died the way she did."

"What do you mean?" Madison shuttered out taking a step closer to the other girl who held the folder out with her name on it in her hands. She found herself now having a hard time being able to breathe properly. Vanessa shoved a paper over to her and she read the top line.

Crissy Gilbert - deceased - died one year after the birth of her daughter Madison. She died placing a protection spell over Madison. The protection spell used could have only succeeded if a pure human life was taken in the process of performing the spell. Crissy took her own life as a sacrifice to protect her daughter from the darkness in this world that would later on try to corrupt and gain the powers that Madison will grow into and achieve as she grows older.

"She died so she could place a protection spell over me?"

Vanessa only nodded her head feeling guilty for the young girl before her.

"But why? I mean, I get that my father was a witch which then makes me a full-blooded witch, and that in itself's is almost impossible in today's world! But that's no reason to place such a powerful dark protection spell over me that needed a human's life to be performed!"

"Because of the prophecy."

Madison's mouth dropped in the shape of an 'O', "Huh?"

"Hundreds of years ago there was a prophecy made about a child who comes from the family of both a Balcoin and a Blancher…It was said that her magic would be more powerful than what any other witch alive could ever hold or possess. It was said that the child's magic could end it all-"

"But Bonnie a couple months back had the power of a hundred dead witches combined…wouldn't that be more power than any other witch ever?"

"I remember Isobel telling me about that witch house outside of Mystic Falls. She said that if any witch was able to possess that power, that yes they would be quite powerful, and very strong, but not as powerful as you would be once you fully come into power and learn how to gain access to your Balcoin magic. As of now, you have only been using a fraction of what is your Blake or 'Blancher'magic, you haven't come close to using the full maximum of it yet. And you haven't even cracked open the Balcoin side of your magic yet."

"What?" She spat out? "You can't be serious, that was the magic of a hundred dead witches!" She didn't even want to comment on how they knew exactly how she hadn't opened up her birth father's side of her magic or even gotten to the full potential of her Blake magic...

"Yes, but they were all just common-known witches. Nothing special and none were full-blooded witches." Vanessa explained. "You on the other hand, are one hundred percent pure witch, and you also come from two very strong very old ancient bloodlines."

She felt dizzy with all the new information being thrown at her in such a short amount of time, "But still, if you're saying I'm stronger than what Bonnie was when she had all that power, does that mean my magic could potentially kill me?"

"I don't know?" Vanessa said shrugging her shoulders, "It could if you use all your powers at once, but seeing as you were born with these powers where Bonnie wasn't, it might not kill you like it could have her."

"Ahh…okay," Madds huffed her eyebrows pulling together, "One more thing, what did you mean by the magic to end it all?"

"I'm not certain, I had asked Isobel a few months prior to her disappearance what it had meant as well and she only said that it was the power to end how it started. The power to reverse what the original witch had done. Power that many vampires; witches; and werewolves would kill to have." Vanessa paused. Maddie wasn't sure if she paused to gather her thoughts and breath or if it was for dramatic affect…(since the girl obviously wanted her little speech to be quite dramatic and all…) "Once people find out who you really are Madison, you will be the most sought after supernatural being in the world. All supernatural creatures will kill to get their hands on you and your powers-"

"But I'm not a Blancher, I'm a Blake. And no one really knows for certain if this Ethan Blackwell bloke or whatever his last name is, is my real dad…I mean, it's not like there's any real proof like a good ol' blood-test that states he is my blood-father. For all we know, he and my mom could have just had a one night stand and someone else could have knocked her up sometime before or after or something...? Who knows?" She shrugged her shoulders trying to come up with other possibilities.

"The Blake's had altered their last name in the late 1700's as if they were trying to go into hiding or some sort like that as did the Balcoin's changing there's to Blackwell. And Ethan is your father Madison. Ethan has claimed it to Isobel, and Isobel herself had confirmed it many years ago. She could have easily sold you out to get herself higher up in life if she had wanted."

"Then why didn't she? Mmm? She's snake as it was, so why not sell me out like she did to Elena with Klaus, her own daughter!" Madison growled. This was not the kind of information she wanted to find out today. She had only wanted to confirm if Charles really wasn't her father and how she exactly fit into the Petrova line. She did not expect to find out the reasons behind her mother's death or that her supposable birth father was Elena's real birth mother's cousin.

"I do not know the answers to that. But I will tell you this, when Isobel was alive and working here she did everything in her power to keep track of any possible enemies that could have harmed either you or Elena. She wanted both of you's to be safe. You were her family after all. And while she was still alive that was her greatest priority in life, that's why she got into all this supernatural research in such depth after her first encounter with a vampire...Plus she had also promised Ethan, your father, to look after you shortly after you were born since he had promise to stay away and out of all sight from you and the rest of the Blake's and Gilbert's knowing of the prophecy and not wanting to attract any attention to you by having a Blackwell/Balcoin moving to Mystic Falls."

Madison couldn't speak. All she could do was shake her head in disbelief. She sat down at the desk chair and let her head fall down to the paper covered desk not knowing how to handle all this new information. After a few deep breaths she spoke again, but left her head laying flat on the desk, "Does this mean that Isobel and Elena are part of the Balcoin line as well?"

Vanessa hummed, "No, they are not. Even though Isobel and Ethan were first cousins, Isobel was not apart of the Balcoin bloodline. Isobel's aunt was Ethan's mother, she wasn't a witch, but she was part of the Petrova bloodline just as Isobel was, which then was obviously carried over to Ethan and then to you."

"Wait...wait, wait...!" The sixteen year old groaned lifting her head from the hardwood desk feeling a migraine coming on, "But weren't the Petrova's once practicing witches as well? What happened there? If they had magic in them, why doesn't Elena and why didn't Isobel when she was alive have magic?"

Vanessa gave a tight lipped smile, "Their magic from what we had gathered over the years of research had shortly died out after the Sun and Moon cruse ritual."

"Oh," Madds replied plopping her head back down on to the desk with a thump. It was quiet for a few minutes before she heard the other girl moving around the room but she didn't bother to look up to see what she was doing till she tossed a few more chunky folders full of paper down onto the desk. She lifted her head to look into the sorrowful filled gaze of Vanessa's.

"Here is the information about Maria. We don't really have much information on Elizabeth besides that she was close to the original family and was killed in the crossfire in a battle against them and the werewolves…But Madison you need to be careful, Maria is ten times worse than Katherine ever was. And she knows of you…You've spiked her interest, and when something catches Maria's attention... well, let's just say that it usually doesn't end up very good for the person that she's interested in…"

"How do you know that she knows of me? I'm sure if she did she would have made a move by now or done something...?"

"I don't know how I know…I just do?" Vanessa said as a confused look crossed her face. Madison sucked in a deep breath. 'She was compelled…Ahh crap! This isn't good! Not at all!'

"Okay, well thank you for everything Vanessa, you've been really helpful…but ahh, I should really get going though, it's a long drive back to Mystic Falls and stuff…ya know..." Madison said lamely feeling a rush of dread wash over her in rapid waves as the compelled girl looked at her confusion as to why the sudden attitude change in her.

Madison blindly reached for the folders that were set on the desk not wanting to turn her back to the other girl afraid that there might be an unknown attack or something shoving the files in her already overstuffed bag with an awkward tight lopsided smile plastered on her face.

"Oh, well okay? Well, have a safe drive Madison; it was lovely seeing you again." Vanessa said not exactly sure what she said to freak the younger girl out so badly, she seemed fine just moments ago...stressed and overwhelmed, yes, but mostly fine.

Madison nodded her head curtly and hoisted her bag up on to her shoulder surprised at how heavy it now was with all the papers of information she had in it. As soon as the office door of Isobel's closed behind she took off in a hurried speed walk through the building of the university wanting to get out of there and on the road to get back home as fast as she could not knowing if 'Maria', which she was now certain was a vampire was watching her or not.

She sped in her dad's old car that now belonged to her down the highway as things raced through her mind. She got home around six thirty and saw that the journal was now closed shut which meant her Grams had found it. She grabbed the journal and raced back to her car turning it back on racing out of the driveway squealing the tires as she went.

She sped the whole way to the mansion where Rebekah and Klaus were staying at. She grabbed her bag with all the papers of information in it slamming her car door shut stomping her way into the house not even bothering to knock. 'Screw manners!'

She stormed inside slamming the door shut stalking into the den to see the hybrid lazily lounging in an armchair with a glass of blood in his hand with a bored look on his face flipping through what looked to be a sketch pad in his lap.

He looked up expecting to see Rebekah, but was keenly surprised at seeing Maddie standing there instead. "Ahh, Madison!To what do I owe this lovely surprise?" Klaus said standing form his seat, setting his drink down with that dam smirk on his face, dimples showing and all.

She quickly sat her backpack down onto a side table near the entry way roughly yanking out the folder with her information in it marching forward into the den to throw it on the coffee table in front of him.

"Did you know?" She growled out with wild eyes at the thousand year old vampire.

"Know what darling?" He said back smoothly picking the up file flicking it open to skim over the information. His smirk that was still plastered on his face wondered what had his lovely Madison so worked up before he read over the words Balcoin and Blancher child. "That's impossible…" He muttered looking up from the papers to the sixteen year old before him.

"What does this mean?" She asked with a shaky voice feeling the tears start to gather in her eyes. "What does me being the child of a Balcoin and Blancher mean?" She yelled, tears beginning to leak from the corner of her eyes. Klaus blurred over to stand in front of her reaching his hand out to cup her face gently and soothingly.

He moved his mouth right next to her ear, similar to how he did the week before at the Grill. "It means," He whispered softly causing her to shiver, "That you are in great danger…" He pulled away slightly "If this gets out to the knowledge of others, well, let's just say it won't be pretty…" He murmured running his other hand through her wavy curls tenderly.

Her face paled, "What do you mean?"

He ignored her, "Who else knows?"

"Wha-what?" She stammered out.

"Who else knows of your father?"

"The girl at Duke University who worked with Isobel...And, and…"

Klaus raised his eyebrows up at her impatiently, "And…? Who else, love?"

"Maria…"


Just like to inform everyone that sadly, yes I do not own the Secret Circle or their last names that are now associated with this story...it'd be cool if I did, but I don't. And no, The Secret Circle isn't going to be getting mixed in with this story, I'm just borrowing some of the names and spells and such since the show and books are all about witchcraft :) But yes, just thought I clearly state that before I continued on with the story!

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