As always with Elijah, he kept his word. Just... it wasn't him who told Azalea where her lost 'lover' was.

The year was 2011, and Azalea was taking a break from everything in Florida, sunning herself on the beach for the last six years. If Klaus wanted her, he'd have to come and get her himself.

That man needed to work more when it came to love.

Azalea lay on her lounger, sunglasses over her eyes, those same eyes closed lightly, letting the sun brown her body.

But it didn't last for long.

"-Miss Azalea?"

She opened an eye at that, lowered her sunglasses to see a young man standing over her. Azalea groaned lightly, sitting up and putting them atop her head. "Mmhmm, who wants to know?"

"Klaus has been looking for you. I am one he has compelled to trying to find you."

Azalea scoffed at that, then shook her head, pulling her bikini top up further. "He sent vamps to find me? Oh how I love that man (!)"

"I am not a vampire. Klaus made me."

She frowned at that, then understood- he'd broken it at long last... this man was a hybrid. One of his creations.

Azalea chuckled lightly at that, then just said. "So, where is Klaus?"

"He is currently in Mystic Falls taking care of business. At least, that was what I last heard."

She nodded, then rolled her eyes. "Is your 'Master' summoning me?"

"He is." The hybrid just said, and Azalea knew he was compelled. But this was a link, and a direct link. "Ok." She sighed in defeat, getting to her feet and pulling on her shorts and vest, knowing it was time...

Time to face him again.

-AtY-

When Azalea returned to the town of her childhood, she looked for something, anything that could lead to her past. Her old home.

But it was gone. Completely gone.

She even doubted that the people here knew that their town was resting over the bones of her brother and mother. And they never would. So many memories... just gone.

Azalea wiped a tear away at that thought, then walked forwards, keeping an eye and ear out for Klaus.

But it was someone else who found her first.

"Well, well, look who it is."

Azalea looked around now to find a smile appear on her face as she girl launched herself at her, hugging her elder sister tightly, saying into her shoulder. "My god Lea... it's been too long."

The Originals were silent as they held each other, but then Azalea heard her sister sniff lightly, then frowned. "Sweetie? What's wrong-?"

"Nothing. I just... missed you so much! When you got daggered in 1922-"

"When Klaus daggered me." She said bitterly and Rebekah sighed lightly. "He misses you. He truly does."

"Is he in town?"

"...no. Um Lea, we have a massive problem."

Azalea was silent, then Rebekah just said. "Nik ran and left me here."

"Left you? Why would he ru-? Oh my god..." Azalea realized, a cold horror going through her.

"No... he can't be awake-? Bekah, tell me Mikael is not a-bloody-wake-!"

-AtY-

Rebekah led her younger sister to a massive house it seemed, then she grinned, making Azalea raise an eyebrow. "What's got you all chipper?"

She yanked her sister in and just said in a business like voice.

"Stefan, got someone here!"

Azalea froze at that, then laughed weakly as she came face to face with the vampire she hadn't seen for so many years. He chuckled, walking over and hugging her for a moment, making Rebekah scowl. "I never got a hug!"

Stefan smirked, then let her go, looking to the doorway as footsteps approached.

"Urgh, another Original slut? Can't you all just piss off?"

Azalea chuckled at that, then watched the dark headed man walk towards them, arms folded to his chest, a sour expression on his face, but then he frowned. "I know you, don't I?"

She grinned, then just said. "1864. Damon right?"

Damon was silent, then nodded, letting out a scoff. "This isn't a hotel for Originals."

"You didn't say that when you were drooling after me all those years ago. Now... where's Klaus?"

He smirked. "He's gone. Just mentioning the name of your friend Mikael scared the shit out of him."

"Yeah, he does that. Now... run along little boy." Azalea grinned, a smirk etched into it. Damon gave her a sarcastic grin, walking past her and out the door. Azalea giggled, then said to Stefan. "If I wasn't with Klaus, I'd hit on your brother."

Stefan laughed at that, sitting back down on his sofa. "Oh? But I thought loverboy was gone? And you were both having a tiff?"

Azalea rolled her eyes, then waved a hand. "We're Originals. What were you expecting." She turned and walked out the room.

-AtY-

Across town, Alaric was growing more and more confused by the moment as he poured over the etchings. They were Norse, Viking in origin...

Damon walked into the room now and sighed. "Any luck? Please say you do... the house is getting overrun by Original, slutty bitches."

The man just let the etching fall onto the table. "Well, I've deciphered a few names from the wall. Esther, Henrick, Rebekah, Elijah, Niklaus and Azalea. And..." He ran a hand through his hair, chuckling. "Now we know who Mikael is."

Damon frowned, then understood, stepping forwards and picking up the etching, shaking his head. "Papa Original?"

Alaric was silent, then nodded. "Yes. Esther was his wife... and he is the oldest living Original."

The vampire was silent, then shook his head. "Let me get this straight- Klaus is running from his... Step Daddy?"

Alaric nodded. "Seems like it."

But now Damon frowned, looking to two names so close to each other, a symbol between them. "What does that one mean?"

The paper was picked up, then Alaric chuckled. "I just deciphered that one... and you won't believe me."

"Try me."

"Niklaus... and Azalea."

Damon frowned, then just raised an eyebrow. "Like... together? But they're brother and sister! Guess these Originals-"

"No, no-" Alaric butted in, going through the papers and picking up another one. It was a symbol for wandering and home together. "From these symbols-" he pointed to one. "Azalea was found wandering the forests when she was, ah-" checking of papers. "Twelve moons. So twelve years old. They adopted her into their family."

Damon scoffed, then just said. "So he has an Original lover? So that's how he gets her freak on."

Alaric went through another paper now and frowned as he found the sign for child next to Azalea and sighed gently. "Oh."

"What now?"

The vampire watched him rearrange the pictures now and just said, pointing to the first one. "Right. So Azalea was adopted into their family at the age of twelve. And-" he pointed to a new symbol that was a mix of vampire and werewolf. "She fell for the hybrid. But.. what-?"

"What now?" Damon scowled, not interested in Klaus' love life. He could be gay for all he cared.

Alaric understood most of the symbols now. But there was one thing he couldn't understand. There was a hybrid sign with male in the center of it... Klaus.

So why was their ones with a female sign in?

"That's Klaus-" Alaric explained, putting a finger on the male one, watching Damon raise an eyebrow, then put a finger on the other. "And that... is a hybrid sign with a female symbol in."

Damons blood went cold at that, then he frowned, stalking forwards and grabbing the photo, staring at it, frowning. "What does this mean?"

"It means... that Klaus isn't the only Original hybrid." Alaric said in a mutter, and Damon looked to the name by the female one, but Alaric beat him to it.

"Azalea." He told him, and Damon just said. "She's at the Boarding House right now. How the hell is she a hybrid too-!"

Alaric shook his head, but then looked around as Elena walked in, asking. "What's new?"

Damon laughed, then just said weakly.

"Which one? Papa Original or Bitch Hybrid?"

-AtY-

Azalea watched her sister looking at Homecoming dresses with a raised eyebrow, having never been to one herself. But now Rebekah grinned.

"Guess who's here in town!"

"Santa Klaus?"

"No dummy. The doppleganger."

Now that got Azaleas attention and raised an eyebrow. "Oh-? What's her name this time?"

"Elena Gilbert."

She nodded, then pulled out her phone, going. "Let's get her over for a chat."

Azalea rolled her eyes at that-

Typical Bekah.

When Elena arrived, she walked into the main room to find Rebekah walking around a few girls in dresses, then looked up and smiled. "Elena, hey there." She walked over, handing her a glass of champagne, making Elena go. "What's all this about?"

"Oh, just my little sister being a pain in the ass. Excuse her, please."

Elena looked to the doorway now to see a young redheaded woman walk in wearing a long cream dress and light tan boots, holding her own glass. She cocked her head now, looking at the girl and letting out a light chuckle. "You truly look like her. I'm amazed."

Elena watched her walk over, stopping before her and nodded. "Azalea right?"

Azalea nodded, then turned away, pointing to the red dress. "I claim the red one. Blue is much more your color Bekah."

"But I want red!"

"Tough shit." Azalea smirked, then clapped the girls away. Elena watched in silence, then just said. "We need to talk."

Rebekah snorted, then Azalea watched the girl who looked like Charlotte and Katherine pull out a picture... and the pair recognized the name.

"Oh how I hate that man..." Azalea said softly, looking to her sister as Elena said. "You've been running from your father. We know."

Azalea sighed, rolling her eyes. "Sweetie, a thousand year old etching changes nothing."

Elena nodded, then pulled out another with the two hybrid signs next to each other, the child sign between them. "But we know that you and Klaus are lovers. You had a child together."

Azalea nodded. "Indeed. Well done Batgirl. Did you read that Mikey made us give her away? Nope?"

Elena scoffed. "You're going to deny what you are?"

"Oh? And what am I exactly?" Azalea smirked, and Elena laughed, holding up the picture to her face. "Both you and Klaus are hybrids! It says it here!"

Rebekah truly froze at that, snatching the photo, looking to her sister with wide eyes. "Lea... what-? I-?"

Azalea tried to speak about it, but to her frustration, literally couldn't. But Rebekah understood.

"He compelled you not to say anything or trigger it, didn't he?"

Azalea smiled, the only thing she could do, and Rebekah shook her head, laughing weakly. "You were a hybrid all this time-?"

She couldn't nod, but Rebekah knew she was.

"Just... how do we break the compulsion?" Elena asked now, understanding that this Azalea... she truly wasn't a monster. And she needed the whole story... both of them.

Azalea tried to speak, but just couldn't. So she did the next best thing and walked into the kitchen, picking up a knife and pretended to stab herself in a way that didn't coincide with her compulsion.

Rebekah frowned. "Stab yourself?"

Azalea pointed to her and raised the knife, and the Original understood. "You need to trigger it. Becoming the hybrid breaks it?"

She couldn't say.

Azalea sat down now on the chair, tears in her eyes. "I-" she tried to say, but literally couldn't.

"Um... I have an idea." Elena said now, knowing that Azalea had to kill someone to break the curse. They looked to her, and she just said. "I have a friend who has an, um, ring that can bring him back to life after he's been killed."

Azalea nodded, then chuckled. "I know I can say this- not on purpose. I can't kill a human."

"By accident?"

"We could try." Rebekah shrugged, and Elena just said to them. "I organize this... you tell me the entire story."

They were silent, then Azalea nodded. "Fine. But know this- hurt Klaus... and you have me to contend with. And I'm as strong as him, and actually older."

Elena knew her threat was true to the last letter- she loved Klaus, and she'd do anything for him. Maybe Azalea could shed some light on how he had become such a monster?

She nodded, then picked up her phone, texting Alaric.

When the man arrived, he frowned at Elena stood at the top of the stairs with the two girls, then motioned for him to come up. "What are you?" Elena looked down to his hand, spying the ring, then sighed. "I need you to let Azalea kill you... by accident."

"Come again?"

"Ric... it's important. It's the only way we'll get the truth on Klaus. Everything."

But Alaric understood, scoffing. "If I die, she becomes a hy-" but before he could say anything else, Rebekah behind rolled her eyes, then said. "Too much talking-" then pushed Azalea hard, making her grab a hold of Alaric before she fell over the railing, but then she ended up in just pushing him down the stairs.

Elena looked at the pair at the bottom of the stairs, Alarics neck pretty much snapped by Azalea grabbing him hard.

Rebekah smiled, then just said. "Less talking, more action."

Elena looked at her in shock, then they heard a cough.

"Lea-?" Rebekah muttered, running down the stairs, worried for her sister, but that same sister raised a hand, stopping her dead. "I think... you need to lock me up. Now."

Elena understood, then just said hurriedly. "Lockwood cellar." But before she was finished, the pair were gone.

-AtY-

Rebekah watched through the bars, hands tight on the cold iron as her sister whimpered in pain as her change hit her. And it was only four in the afternoon.

Hybrids waited for no moon.

"How long have you known?" Rebekah asked quietly, seeing Azalea laid upon the earthy floor in agony. She chuckled, then shook her head. "Mikael. He's known ever since he found me in the woods with Niklaus. He knew I was a werewolf. All these years, keeping me dead for eight hundred of them... he was keeping me from Nik. I'm a weapon to him apparently- argh-!" She snarled in pain, and Rebekah sighed and said softly, eyes worried. "Come on love. It'll-"

"Don't give me that line Bekah, really, don't. I'm not in the moo- argh!" Azalea felt her bones start to crack, then chuckled. "Well... Nik's going to have a surprise when he finds out I have a tail too."

Rebekah sighed, then shook her head. "I'll be back later. Just... don't fight it."

Azalea met her sisters eyes and smiled. "Hey- since when was I ever the fighter in our family?"

"You locked up Mikael."

"Mmhmm. With great difficulty."

"But still sister. You're not our family by blood..." Rebekah smiled. "But of all the people to have in love with Nik, I'm glad it was you."

Azalea nodded a little, then felt a new, searing hot sensation shoot through her body, and she closed her eyes, doing what Rebekah said and let herself go-

The hybrid was out of the bag now.

Ripping and tearing its way out...

So! Azalea finally broke the curse? God only knows what's going to happen now;D actually, or me:) Oh! I started up a Klaus/OC Christmas special called Winter Roses that I'm going to be working on:) this story has a few chapters left, then story one will be finished and will return in January:) Thanks for the lovely reviews and more much loved^_^ next up soon enough! x Nicola