Another TVD/TO fic. I love this fandom. I have a special character that will fit in perfectly with the Originals. It's not just any Original Sister Fic.
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Ch. 1 - Bringing out the Dead
Always and Forever. It was their motto. It was a promise. It was a vow they made to each other. No matter how much they betray one another or hate one another, they would still love one another. They would always be loyal to their family. Always and Forever. That's why even if he daggered his siblings repeatedly, he knew they would hate him for a while, but eventually, they would come back to him. Like they always did. But he had pushed them too far, especially his second brother, Elijah.
To a certain extent, Niklaus Mikaelson feared his siblings. His older siblings were authoritative and protective of him and his younger siblings. Slow to anger, but when they were angered or betrayed, they were strict, efficient, and cruel to their enemies. Even the Noble Elijah, when it came to their family, was severe in his revenge. And Niklaus had made an enemy of his elder brother. As Elijah stepped over the body of one of his Hybrids, nonchalantly wiping the blood from his hands as his eyes bore into him, for the first time, Niklaus Mikaelson was afraid of the Noble Brother.
"Elijah." He could see the beast rising to the surface in his brother's eyes as he approached him.
"You look surprised to see me. So it wasn't you who removed the dagger from my chest."
He needed to diffuse the tension. He tried to swallow his fear to keep his voice from wavering as he spoke, "You look like you could do with a drink. And we have a lot to discuss, so shall we?"
At the moment he turned to point to the parlor, Elijah jumped on his younger brother, punching him before launching him through the glass doors. Klaus fell in a shower of wood and glass before he crouched down, ready to strike. "Easy. I just finished renovating." He launched himself at Elijah, dropping him onto the coffee table, breaking it under his brother's back. He stood over his brother and wiped his lips. "You know, you have every right to be mad at me. But I kept my word. I reunited you with our family." A smirk formed on his lips. He was being a little shit, he knew, but he couldn't help but tease his brother. They all had a way with words, Elijah especially, making promises with loopholes. Klaus had learned from his brother and used his erudite brother's words against him.
Elijah stood up and placed a sidekick into his younger brother's sternum, sending him flying into the other room with the coffins. Klaus caught himself, quickly opening another coffin to pull the dagger from Kol. As a Hybrid, Klaus had become stronger than his older brother. He pressed Elijah with one hand against another coffin as he held the dagger over his chest. "Don't make me do this to you again, Elijah."
Elijah didn't fight against Niklaus' hold. "Come on. Use it. I dare you. You'll have Kol to deal with."
Kol was the most mischievous of the siblings. Klaus always chose Kol to go on a killing spree with, but Kol was furious with him for daggering Finn and had conspired against him, so Niklaus daggered him a second time. Kol would be too much and would most likely kill the doppelganger as revenge for his daggering. After a moment, Klaus lowered the dagger and released his hold on his brother. "Mikael is dead," Niklaus announced without preamble.
"What did you say?"
"I killed him. With his own weapon. He's gone, Elijah, forever."
"Then, why do our family remain in these coffins? Kol for almost a century, Finn for two?"
"Because of Stefan Salvatore. He holds the one thing that keeps me from freeing them," Klaus replied.
Elijah's eyes roamed over the room with the coffins. There were only Kol and Finn. Two coffins were missing.
"Elijah, there are things about our past that you do not know, things about our mother's death. But, I'm ready to be honest with you now." Klaus walked over to the tray that held the White Oak ash and swirled the dagger inside. "I only ask that you remember the oath of loyalty you once swore to me."
"What are you doing?" Elijah asked as Klaus approached Kol with the dagger. He didn't want Niklaus to dagger his younger brother again but he just stood in place, in indecision as he watched Niklaus plunge the dagger back into Kol's heart. "Always and Forever." That vow that had once been so sweet to hear had become his ball and chain.
"I need you to stand by my side, my brother. Help me destroy Stefan and I promise you our family will be whole again."
"Where are the coffins, Niklaus?" Elijah asked.
"Rebekah is fine. They took the locked coffin."
Elijah's eyes widened slightly as a great sense of apprehension washed over him. "Damn them." That coffin was the most precious thing to their family. He hated Niklaus for allowing it to fall into their enemies' hands, but he hated the Salvatores more. He dug into his vest where he pulled out a sheet of paper. "I found this in my pocket when I awoke."
He held the paper up to Klaus, who took it and read the message. Klaus looked over his lashes at Elijah. "Are you with me, brother, or will you plot with Damon Salvatore against me?" he asked as he handed the paper back to Elijah.
"I will meet with him to find out what he plans to do with the coffin. I'm certain they believe the coffin contains a weapon to kill you," Elijah explained. "I will get it back, brother." A plan was already forming in Elijah's mind. That coffin was the most precious thing to their family and he would get it back. He would help Niklaus with that, and work with Damon Salvatore to bring back the rest of his siblings. He knew Niklaus cared about the fourth coffin, but Elijah would not trust that he would simply undagger their siblings once he had the coffin back. He would work with Damon Salvatore against Klaus to undagger his siblings. Once they all awoke, he was certain they would want the coffin back as well. He and his siblings would get the coffin back. Even if they had to turn Mystic Falls red with blood, they would get it back.
Elijah opened the door for the Salvatore brothers. "Niklaus, our guests have arrived."
Elijah shut the door as the brothers walked into the dining room. "Damon, Stefan, Elijah tells me you seek an audience. Very bold." Klaus stood with his hands behind his back as three women stood around the table ready to serve them. "Let's discuss the terms of our agreement like civilized men, shall we?"
"It's better to indulge him." Elijah walked by the brothers and took a seat at the end of the table.
"I didn't come here to eat, Klaus," Stefan said. "In fact, I didn't want to come here at all."
"Well we can sit and eat," Klaus grinned as he walked to the head of the table, where one of the blonde waitresses pulled the chair out for him. "Or I can reach down your throats and pull out your insides. The choice is yours."
Elijah did not participate in the first part of the conversation. He already knew that Niklaus had killed their mother for centuries. He was angry at first and did something despicable to his younger brother and he carried that secret with him too.
"We all have our secrets, Elijah. Things we keep close to our hearts no matter how heavy because we are ashamed of them. I will not force you or the others to sit and reveal all your secrets to one another. I, too, hold a secret that I have yet to have to courage to share with all of you."
He quickly changed the conversation. "Where is the lovely Elena, tonight?" he asked.
Niklaus suddenly began chuckling under his breath as he said, "I'm sorry. You missed so much. Uh... trouble in paradise."
"One more word about Elena and this dinner is over," Stefan said.
"Hey, you know what?" Damon said. "Probably best just to keep Elena in the do-not-discuss pile."
Klaus placed a finger over his lips. "You're probably right. It's just the allure of the Petrova doppelganger is still so strong. What do you say brother? Shall we tell them about Tatia? I think our guests might be curious to learn about the originator of the Petrova line."
"You knew Elena's ancestor?" Damon asked
"It was her blood our mother used to turn us into vampires and seal Niklaus' werewolf side," Elijah replied. "When our family first settled here there was a girl named Tatia. She was an exquisite beauty. Even though she had married a man over twice her age and bore him a child, every boy of age desired to be her suitor. None loved her more than Niklaus."
"Oh, I'd say there was one who loved her at least as much," Klaus countered.
"Wait a minute. So you both loved the same girl?"
"Tatia couldn't make a decision between us so for a while, Niklaus and I grew estranged. Harsh words were traded. We even came to blows, didn't we, brother?" Elijah looked to his younger brother. "Our eldest sister was the one who stepped between us. She forced us to decide whether our brotherhood was more important to us or a woman. It was not long after our feud over Tatia ended. Neither one of us pursued Tatia. She decided to marry another in the village, but she became a great friend to our family."
"Right," Damon said. "The dead Original. The one killed by Mikael. Rebekah told Elena about her."
Niklaus glared at Damon. Damn Rebekah. How dare she tell their family's history to their enemies? He didn't want to hear about his older sister. The wound was still too raw. Too painful. "That is why Rebekah hates Katerina and Elena so much," Klaus explained. "Tatia had become a great friend to her and she sought to befriend Katerina as well, only to be used and betrayed by her. She cannot stand to stain Tatia's memory with the women who share her face. So she hates them." Klaus took his glass, tipping it to Elijah. "Tatia, to us, was not just a friend. She became part of our sacred bond of family. Family above all."
"Family above all," Elijah raised, raising his glass to his brother before drinking. Elijah's eyes watched the table closely. He saw Damon repeatedly checking his phone. "So why don't we discuss the terms of this proposal?"
"It's very simple. Klaus gets his coffin back," Damon started.
"In exchange..." Elijah said.
"He and the Original extended family leave Mystic Falls forever. Me, Stefan, and Elena live happily ever after. No grudges."
"The deal sounds fair, brother," said Elijah.
"I don't think you understand. Elena's doppelganger blood ensures that I will always have more hybrids to fight those that oppose me. I will never leave her behind." He stood up with his glass of wine in his hand. "Say I do leave her here, under your protection, what then? How long before one of you turns her into a vampire? Or worse, how long before she dies, caught between your feuding? You see, each one of you truly believes that you're the one that can protect her. That is simply a delusion." He leaned over the back of his chair to taunt the two brothers. "Gentlemen, the worse thing for Elena Gilbert is the two of you."
"I'm gonna get some air." Damon pushed his chair back and left the room, followed by Elijah, leaving Stefan and Klaus in the dining room. Elijah did not trust his brother or Damon, but he needed both of them to believe he was on their side. He would get his family back no matter the cost. With Damon's help, he removed the daggers from his siblings' chests, making him believe that his family would be angry at Klaus enough to try and kill him and lock him away from Elena. At the same time, he made Klaus believe that he was working to get the coffin back, which he also was. By helping Damon, he would not only get his daggered siblings back and rally them to get back their treasure that had been locked in the coffin for over two centuries. No matter what, he would be victorious.
So he stood by and watched the interaction between Klaus and Stefan, knowing full well that the brothers would not take Klaus' deal. The daggers were out and his siblings would soon wake. He would let Klaus burn Stefan alive if necessary.
"Stop!" Damon cried as Stefan groaned in pain as his hand burned in the flames.
"Now, bring me my coffin before I burn him alive," Klaus threatened.
"I'll get it." Damon walked out of the room.
"Go with him, brother. You keep him honest. And when you return, I will make good on my promise to you and I will hand over our family."
"Elijah, why haven't you left?" Klaus said to his brother who stood with Damon and one of the waitresses.
"Where are your manners, brother? We forgot dessert." Elijah removed the cloth from the tray in the waitresses' hands, revealing two daggers.
"What have you done?" Klaus had all his senses focused around the house trying to find any indication of his siblings.
"What have you done?" Elijah countered. "See, I've learned not to trust your vulgar promises, Klaus. We're doing this on my terms now."
Kol appeared behind Elijah, still in his 1914 tux dress shirt and waistcoat.
"Kol," Klaus gasped.
Kol marched passed Elijah up to his brother with a mischievous smirk on his lips, causing Klaus to raise his hand as he slowly backed away. "Long time, brother."
A gust of wind that neither of the Salvatore brothers could see passed through the room. He grabbed one of the daggers on the tray and ran for his younger brother.
"Finn, don't... Aah!" Finn's eyes were wild as he stabbed his younger brother through the hand with the dagger. Klaus ran to the other end of the room, to flee only to come face to face with his younger sister, still in her homecoming outfit. "Rebekah." He groaned painfully when Rebekah stabbed him with the dagger. Twisting it in his gut, forcing him to his knees.
"This is for our mother," Rebekah said. She threw him stumbling back into Kol, who held him underneath his arms.
Damon couldn't help the smirk on his lips as he watched Klaus getting his comeuppance at the hands of his siblings. Bonnie had already opened the coffin, so while Klaus and his Original family were busy trying to kill each other, he'd come up with a plan to use whatever was in the coffin to kill all of them.
"You're free to go," Elijah told the brothers. "This is family business." Damon wanted to stay and watch, but the murderous look in Rebekah's eyes told him that he and his bother wouldn't survive an Original brawl. He nodded to Stefan and the two of them left out the door.
After getting a great beating from his younger siblings while his older brother's watched, Klaus got up and sat at the edge of the table. "I like what you've done with the new place, Nik." Rebekah picked up a glass vase and threw it against a painting on the opposite wall.
Klaus couldn't raise his head as he spoke, "I wanted it to be for all of us. A place we could all call home. A place we could all be a family. None of us would ever have to be alone again."
"Nik, we had a home. You took it away from us when you daggered Finn, forcing Henrik to run from us," Rebekah cried. "He's been underground for almost 200 years."
"Niklaus, you don't understand that your actions have caused our siblings to fall at the mercy of our enemies," Elijah said. "Stefan Salvatore wanted to throw our coffins into the sea and even now, they hold what we hold most dear. You're right. None of us will be alone."
"You're staying behind." Kol and Finn walked across the room to join Rebekah and Elijah.
"We're leaving you, Nik. Right after I kill that doppelganger wench. Then, you will be alone." Rebekah grinned at her brother cruelly. "Always and Forever."
"We'll kill everyone in this town to get the coffin back," Kol smirked as he raised the glass to his lips.
Klaus glowered at his siblings. "If you run, I will hunt all of you down."
"And then you'll become everything you hate," Elijah explained. "Our father."
"I'm the Hybrid! I can't be killed!" he screamed. "I have nothing to fear from any of you."
"Is that so?" Their eyes widened at the sound of the familiar voice behind them. They all turned to face the one person they hadn't seen since the 1790s standing in the dress she was put to sleep in. Her blond hair fell around her in messy waves. She held her hand out toward Niklaus as several black swords materialized beside her. The blades launched themselves toward Klaus, impaling him at several points in his body.
Klaus screamed in agony as he was pinned to the wall. She lowered her hands as she looked from Klaus to the siblings. "Sister," Rebekah breathed.
She stepped down the landing into the dining room, passing the others as she headed straight for Niklaus. Klaus was in tears as he lowered his eyes. He could not stand to look at her for fear of seeing the disappointment in her blue eyes.
"Look at me!" she ordered.
Slowly, Klaus raised his eyes to meet hers. His eyes roamed over her, taking her face in. The face of his sister who had died for him. Yet, she stood in front of him. He flinched back as she reached up and touched his face. She was really here. She wasn't dead. Klaus let his face rest in her warm palm. It's been over two centuries since he felt her hand on his skin.
"I am sorry, Niklaus. I'm sorry for leaving you alone." Klaus' breath trembled at the sound of his sister's calming voice. She released him, passing a hand over his body, causing the swords that had impaled him to disappear. Klaus slid down the wall as she turned back to her siblings, looking over them with a soft smile on her face.
She opened her arms to Rebekah, who slowly approached her and wrapped her arms around her older sister as she cried. "Sister, you're here. You're really here. You're alive."
"I'm here, Bex. I'm alive," she repeated as she passed her hands through Rebekah's curly hair. She looked over her sister to her younger brothers. "I want us to be a family again. All of us. Niklaus included."
A few hours ago
"This is the only grimoire that you kept?" Bonnie asked her mom as she looked at the grimoire that was on the coffin. Candles were lit all over the cave to empower the witches while lighting up the cave.
Abby looked at the images on the walls of the cave. "It was the only one I needed. So, what is all this?"
"Family history. About a mother who loved her children so much she couldn't bear the thought she might lose them," Bonnie explained as she leaned against the casket. "So she turned them into vampires. One of them is Klaus."
"The one you're trying to kill with whatever's in that coffin." Bonnie and her mother looked through the grimoire trying to find a spell to open the coffin. They tried to open the coffin for over an hour, and Abby's magic still hadn't come back. After a heart-to-heart between mother and daughter about their past, they focused their magic, linking their hands before giving the coffin another try. The flames of the candles flared as the cave shook as they repeated the incantation.
Bonnie gasped and tried the coffin again, finding that the lock had loosened. "It almost worked. I have to call Damon, tell him we're getting closer. I'll be right back."
"Okay." Abby watched Bonnie run out of the cave as she fidgeted nervously. It had been so long since she felt her magic, it left her body trembling. A loud noise sounded behind her, causing her to jump. She turned back and reached for the coffin, feeling the powerful magic coming from it. The flames on the candles jumped, causing her to gasp and take a step back as the lid of the coffin opened.
"Mom!" Bonnie called as she ran back into the cave with the flashlight lighting her way. She stopped near Abby, looking at the open coffin, where a woman in a black and green dress lay. They looked at one another before approaching. They took in her features: she had golden blonde hair, full lips, and high cheekbones. She wore a dress that would be at home on the set of a period drama. She was beautiful even with her gray skin and the dark veins on her face. Oh, and there was a black dagger sticking out of her chest.
Abby looked at Bonnie. "Is she the weapon?"
"I'm not sure," Bonnie said as she examined the woman in the coffin. "This looks like one of the daggers Klaus uses on his siblings. But if she's one of his siblings, why did he have this coffin locked and not the others?" Bonnie could see that she had similar features to Rebekah and Klaus from her hair and Elijah's bone structure. She was definitely a Mikaelson. "But the dagger is black; not silver like the others."
Abby shrugged. "Maybe she's special. She could be someone strong enough to kill him, like you said, so he made a special dagger for her and locked her coffin."
Bonnie shook her head. They had gambled on the coffin. The woman lying before them could be a weapon to kill Klaus or a weapon to could be used against her and her friends. But her mother had a point. She had to be special since Klaus was so afraid and angry when her coffin when missing. If they removed the dagger, she could be an ally or an enemy, but if they left it in, then Klaus would kill them all for taking the coffin in the first place. "There's only one way to find out." Bonnie curled her fingers around the intricate hilt of the black dagger and pulled.
Another hour passed as Bonnie sat with her mother before the woman began to show signs of waking. Slowly they saw the black veins recede as a healthy rose color began to return to her skin. "Oh, she's waking up."
Bonnie approached the coffin, with her magic at the ready to protect herself from the person.
She watched as the woman opened her eyes. She gracefully sat up as she raised her legs over the side of the coffin. She stood tall over Bonnie and her mother as her eyes wandered over the cave, not minding the two witches she saw. She walked around looking at the images on the cave, raising her delicate fingers to pass over the carved runes. "Why am I here?" she asked in a slightly hoarse voice. She turned back to face the mother-daughter pair. "You are Bennet Witches. Thank you for waking me," she said politely, giving them a short nod of her head. She knew where she was but she did not know why. She was in the caves her family used to shelter in over a thousand years ago, yet her siblings were nowhere to be found. Her throat was dry as her eyes roamed over the exposed necks of the witches. There was a painful pulsation under her eyes, but after eight centuries as a vampire, she had enough control to curb the hunger.
She spoke politely to the witches as she resolved in gathering information about her location and the reasons why her family was absent when she awoke. "Do you mind explaining why you have awakened me?"
Bonnie exchanged a look with her mother. She readied her magic before she opened her mouth to say, "We want to kill Klaus." The woman showed no reaction.
"Klaus? Niklaus?" She swept her dress under her as she lowered herself on the flat rock. She clasped her hands before her, sitting as elegantly as a queen as she looked at the witches. She kept her face impassive as she asked, "What year is it?"
"2010," Abby said.
"2010. 1790. 220 years since he killed me. Hmm."
"He killed you?" Bonnie asked as she took a step forward. Klaus killed her. If Klaus killed her then, maybe she could use that to manipulate her, to make her help them kill Klaus. "Are you one of his siblings?"
"Yes. I am his elder sister. He tried to kill me but failed. The dagger put me in stasis instead," she said as she pointed to the dagger in Bonnie's hands. She did not use any specific names. From the glimmer in the witch's eyes, she knew the witch thought that she had been speaking of Klaus. "You said you want to kill Klaus. Why?"
Bonnie exchanged a look with her mother and Abby gave her a curt nod to continue. "We're in Mystic Falls. Klaus came here a few months ago. He sacrificed my friend, Elena to break his curse. He terrorized everyone. He tried to kill me, he kidnapped my friends to use them to break his curse, killed Elena and her aunt, Jenna. He took my friend Stefan and turned him back into a Ripper. He came back and killed two more of my classmates, and turned my friend Tyler into his hybrid slave. He's using Elena as a blood bag to make his hybrids and tried to kill her little brother to make an example of him."
"Wait, Niklaus broke his curse and left the doppelganger alive?" After what happened with Katerina, Niklaus would never allow anything to go wrong in the sacrifice. He would never take a gamble like bringing the doppelganger back from the dead. However, she was not expecting that the doppelganger was necessary for the making of the hybrids. "And he needs her blood to make his hybrids?"
"We tried to stop him from breaking the curse, but in the end, Elena had to be sacrificed. Her father exchanged his life for hers to bring her back after the sacrifice. It turns out the curse had a failsafe that requires human doppelganger blood to turn werewolves into hybrids. He left town after the curse but came back when he couldn't make more hybrids. That's when we found out about the failsafe the Original Witch added when she cast the curse."
She simply showed a soft smile of amusement. She had been researching the curse since they found Katerina and she had a gut feeling that there was more to it. It was easy to make a vampire and after some searching, they found a werewolf. She had also learned that doppelgangers were a natural occurrence that came about once every 500 years, so she had been tracking Katerina's descendants for the next doppelganger. She had it all planned out, but her unexpected death/sleep ruined everything. She looked deeper into the curse but she couldn't find anything in her mother's grimoires. Had the doppelganger died, Niklaus would not have been able to make more hybrids. Her heart clenched when she thought of the defeated look Niklaus had after Katerina had run and become a vampire rendering it impossible to break the curse. How could a mother hate her child so much that even after a thousand years, she still tries to undermine him?
She will never stop hating Esther. "I see. I understand that Niklaus has terrorized you and your friends. I can see why you hate him. Spending 800 years with a person can make you detest them."
Bonnie's eyes widened with triumph. "So can you kill him?" Bonnie asked eagerly.
"Yes. I can kill Niklaus." She raised her hand up, a black mist coming from her palm as a black sword formed in her hands. "I have the power to kill him."
Bonnie and Abby's eyes widened when they felt the powerful magic coming from her when she showed them her power. It was nothing like they had ever felt before. It was different from Nature's magic. But it wasn't dark magic. They had never felt such magic before in their lives.
"Then, I will go find Niklaus." The sword disappeared as the woman stood up, smoothing down her dress.
"He built a mansion on the edge of town."
"Thank you again."
She turned to leave but stopped when Bonnie asked, "Wait, who are you?"
She turned around to face the two Bennett witches. "I am the second-born of Esther and Mikael. Younger twin sister of Freya and elder sister to Finn, Elijah, Niklaus, Kol, Rebekah, and Henrik. I am an Original, Queen of all Vampires, and Goddess of Death: Hela Mikaelson."
So? Review and tell me what you all think. The second chapter won't be put up any time soon though because I'm focusing on Priestess and my other fic. I got this idea and I wanted to write it down since it wouldn't go away.
I didn't like how Hela died in Ragnarok. It was a waste of such an awesome powerhouse so I made her reborn. I think she'll fit in perfectly with the Original family. Hela is slightly different because she cares about her siblings now. She has memories of her past life. She remembers Thor, Odin, and Loki and her imprisonment by her father. I have an idea about her life when she was first reborn in this world, how she reacted, but she had her twin sister and her younger siblings, whom she grew to love (unlike in Thor where she never had her father's love, was only a weapon for Odin to use and throw away when he was done with her. She never got to know her siblings). She hates Esther because she was there when Dahlia came and took Freya away and blames Esther for turning Mikael into a monster and allowing him to abuse Niklaus and her other siblings. She became their guardian and healer.
Hela is an Original but she still possesses her powers as Goddess of Death. It took her a thousand years for her to come into her powers.
This isn't really a crossover since Hela is no longer Hela Odinsdottir, but Hela Mikaelson. I'm just using a cool character name and her powers.
So, should I continue? Review, please.