V : Only love can hurt you like this

It was the day J.

I could see the preparations and festivities parading before my eyes as if I had really attended this important moment in Milana's life. It was accelerated but I could absolutely see everything.

Mikael moving in the hut of Ayanna and Milana after a discussion with his wife Esther. The secret look exchanged between the three witches unbeknownst to the Viking when he announced the betrothal engagement and the thinly veiled heartfelt expression of Milana when she realized that Klaus was not the chosen pretender.

However, she had hidden it well. Just as Lijah seemed to be equally pleased with this commitment despite the knowledge of her love for his younger brother. It was for that reason that he seemed to be closer to a certain double during his last days of freedom. He seemed to want to experience love before spending the rest of his life in the arms of his brother's eternal love.

I had to admit that this love triangle was excruciatingly painful to watch. It was not like Stefan, Katherine and Damon or the one with my sister. It was something else. It was deeper and above all pushing a link uniting all three. There was such resignation from each parts as if it was their destiny. In the case of Milana, this had above all to have to do with her secret and hidden side of all except of Ayanna and Esther.

To tell the truth, this wedding idea was a plan concocted by the three witches, but now that I saw the day's replaying in that dream, I couldn't ask how it had happened to Milana.

At the moment, I was in the courtyard of the Mikaelson. I could see Henrik, the youngest Mikaelson, he was the one who was later involuntarily driven to his death by his older brother, Klaus. The latter was near the logs beside Niklaus and Kol. The latter strangely displayed similar mines of despair and anger. It was a reaction that I had expected from Klaus but certainly not from the penultimate son of the big brotherhood.

Anyway, my attention was late to be entertained as a new duo approached the small gathering.

It was Elijah. And Mikael, unfortunately.

I had learned that the patriarch of the family was a hard and bloodthirsty man. A soldier, rich and powerful who left no survivor. With his family as in battles, he led the members of this family with an iron fist. And especially Niklaus. From a young age, he had learned to cash the blows in the hands of his father and even I, having to attend some of his lynching's, had to admit that I feel pity for the future hybrid. Mikael was a tall and powerful man in terms of stature. He had a long curly blond hair suitable for the era and ice-blue eyes almost as cold as the Nordic glaciers. Even with the clothes of the time and the robust look, he remained worthy of the legendary beauty of the Originals.

Nevertheless, he did not keep my attention very long as my gaze drifted to Elijah soon. The latter already had an elegant stature and calmer than his brothers even at that time.

Obviously, he was particularly neat on this important day but I remembered perfectly Milana's other memories. He was still divinely handsome in Milana's eyes as mine. And yet, her heart and soul seemed to belong to Klaus.

A sudden bump pulled me out of my deep sleep filled with memories and dreams of a time far too distant to even let me imagine. I tried to quickly compose my confused and frightened expression as I looked around nervously before letting myself fall heavily against my seat as I remembered where I was. I was on a bus to Mystic Falls. I had followed Alaric's advice and had booked the last bus after a tearful goodbye with a little witch of the Claire lineage. Sophie was always traveling and I wished her all the best. She deserved to be far from this city, which was far too dark for someone like her.

I did not know the persistent gaze of the pervert in the seat next to mine before turning my head against the headrest of my seat to look at the landscape outside. It had been dark since I took the last bus and I still had two hours of travel. I had not warned anyone of my return, as I had also promised at Alaric. Everything in everything, I had done exactly as the teacher had asked me.

I let a weak sigh pass my lips as I could still feel the emotions of Milana hovering heavily on my shoulders before clearing my throat at the sensation of a dryness along my tongue. Then I took the bottle currently in my bag and my phone. I opened it while absently taking a sip of my water before settling in the middle of my action. A smile appeared on my lips in spite of me at the sight of Caroline's last message showing a picture of her and Felix at the night of senior pranks. Felix seemed visibly bored while the blonde's broad, exuberant smile contrasted with the exact character of my best friend. If a smile had appeared on my lips, a slight saddened expression resumed my features as the blonde reminded me strangely of a significant person of Milana's past. She too had someone as important as Felix for her. A friend who she missed terribly.

Desiring not to further torture the living parasite with me, I turned off my phone before exchanging my bottle for a pair of white earphones. I plugged them on the plug of my phone before putting them on by leaning against my seat. Rescue My Heart by Liz Longley soon revived in my ears, letting me focus my attention on the outdoor landscape. The latter was spinning at full speed and I could feel my eyelids become heavy with the feeling of notes of music cradling me in a light sleep haunted by this friend of the past.

This time I was in the Mikaelson cabin. I could easily tell the difference between Mikaelson and Milana and Ayanna. Their rustic furniture seemed more luxurious, more solid and the cabin had much more room than the two witches. And if that was not enough, the sight of the huge dining table with nine chairs did the rest.

Unconsciously, I let myself be carried through the cabin as I instinctively headed for one of the bedrooms. Still being so invisible to the world around me, I allowed myself into the room just to stumble upon a visibly important moment in Milana's life. There stood two girls, barely seventeen years old. One with a dark brown hair almost as dark as the night, my ancestor and the other with the hair of a blond of wheat almost as bright as the sun, Rebekah Mikaelson. All in all, these two girls were contradicting each other. One was tall and even more fleshy and feminine than the other and yet they seemed to fit in the best way. The blonde, Rebekah was the first in my field of vision. Her broad hips, strong enough to carry several pregnancies of the time, covered the brunette who was sitting in front of a vanity of the time. She wore a sublime blue hand-stitched dress almost as clear as her irises carrying within them a touch of mischief and even innocence. She had a round face and wide lips absolutely to die. She was worthy of the top models of my time.

Currently, she seemed busy braiding the long curly hair of Milana in a very worked style. I assumed it was called siren tresses in my day.

"Are you excited? Nervous? Maybe both?" Asked the sublime blonde, giving a warm glance at my ancestor through the mirror.

I approached their duo to analyze myself my own physical expressions just to see the pain and resolution hidden in her blue irises as she answered the blonde. "I really like Elijah. I know he will be a respectable husband."

A small smile appeared on Rebekah's rosy lips as she continued to weave Milana's hair before she gave a closer look at her childhood friend through the mirror. Almost instantly an expression to break the heart crossed her face so perfect.

"But he's not the one you love." The blonde whispered knowingly receiving a look from Milana.

These last two held each other's gaze through the mirror for a long time full of hidden meaning before Milana put her hand on Rebekah's resting on her shoulder.

She gave a slight pressure as a thank you before returning her attention to her reflection in general with a broad smile to deceive appearances. "It's beautiful, Beks. Do you think Lijah will like it?"

Fully aware of what my ancestor was doing, the beautiful blonde gave her another contrite look before trying to smile in turn. "My brother would be an idiot if he couldn't see how my best friend is breathtaking."

I could almost feel a tear flowing down my cheek through my smile as I watched the obviously sad exchange in front of me.

Finally, Rebekah ended by helping Milana put on her wedding dress. A sublime, immaculate white dress arriving at her feet with a wide brown belt like a corset. The corset raised her breasts as never before and still more marked her hips through the thin fabric. White contrasted beautifully with the naturally tanned complexion of her skin and her almost brown tone with her long locks of hair flowing elegantly down her back. The hairstyle that Rebekah had made her consisted of a large hull on the top of her head with several braids along the sides of her temples thrusting her hair down to her back.

"There you go." Rebekah announced, taking a step back and smiling broadly at the sight of her best friend. "You're beautiful, Milana."

"I confirm that. Rebekah, again, you have worked your magic on her hair."Suddenly intervened a third person with the familiar voice letting me see Esther in the crack. "Rebekah, my child, can I have a word with my future daughter-in-law?"

The blonde looking almost very portrait with her mother nodded obligingly her head before making her exit quickly leaving the two witches in a silence worthy of a funeral. It was charged with an uncomfortable feeling as Esther kept her brown eyes riveted on the sublime girl in front of her eyes. At the time, she thought she was the most dangerous of her family. If only she knew what her children would become.

Finally, the elder took an assured step in the room before taking Milana's face in her hands affectionately and maternally. "I always knew that you would join our family one day."

"I know, mother." Milana weakly breathed as she looked at the woman with such intensity."I'm sorry I can't continue the lineage as you planned."

"You can't be with my young son Kol for obvious reasons. We can't reproduce a being like you." Esther explained, leaving me really surprised at her initial plan before retaining a grunt of anger at her insinuation. "And I can't let you marry, Niklaus. Mikael wouldn't allow it."

Even then, Milana suddenly seemed to experience a fighting instinct as she gave a rebellious look at the woman. " Why that ? Am I not good enough for Niklaus?"

"Even if I would like to say the opposite, you and I, my child, know that Mikael thinks precisely the opposite. You are like the girl he once lost. He would be broken beyond that if he learned the truth about your true nature." Esther muttered with an intensity rivaling Milana's as she visibly struggled against tears. "That's why Elijah is the best solution. He doesn't carry our gift and he has always had a thing for you. He will be a good husband. As you will be a good wife."

Milana sniffed through the emotion as she nodded her acceptance before being embraced by her stepmother in the making.

After that, everything happened very quickly. Milana accelerated her journey through her memories again as I saw the ceremony, the chaste kiss under the furious eyes of a broken Niklaus beyond words, and then I suddenly found myself watching Milana spin around a huge fire of wood. As tradition dictated, the wedding was celebrated around a grand banquet in which guests feasted around a huge table and where women and men danced in rhythm with the music. An old mead accompanied the men around their war tales while the women feasted in their corners.

If we forgot that Milana had just married a man to whom she was lying and that she did not love of her whole heart, we could almost believe that she seemed sincerely happy. She had a huge smile on her lips as she whirled, holding Bekah's hands. I mean, Rebekah.

I frowned unconsciously at my own confusion before suddenly straightening up at the sight of Milana's absence. My gaze instantly shifted to Elijah at the table beside his father, but she was not with him. And neither with Niklaus since it seems that he had fainted near the cattle. Milana had been away from him during the whole ceremony and more during the party. She had not even looked at him in one direction. I assumed she was as determined and resolute as that. She had made a choice to keep her nature a secret and, in a way, I understood her. Obviously, Klaus had a point when he said that Milana and I had a lot in common. We made the happiness of others before ours and knew how to do what was best in an impossible situation.

I nervously scanned the entire banquet looking for my ancestor just to see a back covered with animal skin entering the woods. My gaze instinctively focused on the blue night sky before frowning again on where she had gone. It was not a full moon night; and even then, the people of the village used to gather in a cave with each full moon.

My curiosity definitely stung, I rushed quickly in pursuit of my ancestor. I avoided the branches and the various obstacles of nature standing in my way and soon gave a confused look over my shoulder as I could hear the feast become more and more distant. A brief glimpse of white in the dark night shouted at me again and I spun on my heels to follow her with more speed.

However, I definitely did not expect to come across what was now standing before me. Milana had visibly stopped her race in a huge clearing. She was literally out of breath. The fireflies danced in the night and the tall grass brought an almost supernatural atmosphere.
However, it was more the second silhouette that interrupted me. It suddenly came out of the woods staggering clearly showing his drunkenness. Milana soon heard him with her hearing advanced as she turned quickly on her heels gracefully. Her mistrustful look soon turned to worry as she seemed to know the newcomer.

"What are you doing here ?" She asked with a hint of boredom in her tone.

"Well, I could get you * hiccup * back * hiccup * the favor, sister."

The person was obviously a man and obviously very intoxicated but what interested me more was the almost bitter and disdainful use of the title with which he had referenced her. At first, I had hoped to see Klaus but sad as it was, I knew his voice too well now.

No, this one was more envious, more like ... "Kol, you should put that bottle and go back to the party."

"Why?" He snorted bitterly as he took another step in the direction of the brunette while the brunette kept her back straight. "Why did you have to marry my brother? Klaus was not enough? I wasn't good enough for you?"

Milana immediately gave an expression of empathy as the young man staggered before her. Now that he was under more light, I could recognize his characteristics so similar to Elijah's. Kol was a mixed race between the elders Mikaelson, Finn and Elijah in terms of physics. He had long hair as was the custom and a face carved by the gods. His eyes were mischievous and slightly narrow with a deep shade of chocolate brown. Unlike Elijah, he was a little thinner and athletic while the elder was more built, more robust. Kol, had younger, more childish features and a more refined jaw. Like the other Mikaelson brothers, he was a sight for the eyes.

Unfortunately, his impulsive and unpredictable nature corresponding to that of his father made him difficult to manage. But not for Milana it would seem since she seemed, like the other brothers, to feel a certain link with the original.

Now I understood better his expression so broken earlier. Milana was supposed to be Kol's wife before any other brother. Even Esther's intentions during all their training sessions made sense now. And I was pretty sure Milana could have fallen in love with Kol if Ayanna had not intervened at some point for the subtle push towards Klaus.

"Kol, you're drunk." Sighed Milana clearly weary of all these responsibilities lay on her shoulders against her will. "I wouldn't discuss such a subject during the festivities of my marriage. "

"Your marriage." Bitterly chuckled the Original before giving the brunette a look over his bottle as he took a long swig under the effect of jealousy. "What a marriage! You're not even beside my brother. But still, which side would you like to be next to?"

Obviously, the brown was reveling in Milana's pain as I could also feel the pain of his jab. He was angry and wanted to make her pay.

However, my ancestor did not allow herself to be devalued as she suddenly raised her hand before pulling the bottle from his hands with a single wrist stroke. The sound of the glass meeting the floor was the only sound in the dark night as Kol spat his sip under the effect of surprise.

"You-"

Brown did not have the chance to say anything as Milana chanted a spell under her breath before rushing on the human to recover him before his fall.

She let herself be carried away on the grass to lie with his head on her covered thighs before feeling a tightness in her chest as she looked at his sleepy face. "I'm sorry, Kol. But that's the way it must be."

I stopped at the door of my childhood home with a strange feeling settling in my chest. Obviously, nobody was at home. I put my bags at my feet as I put my eyes on the handle before taking a look at my SUV faithfully parked in our driveway. It was exactly as if I had never left the house. And that was probably what bothered me the most.

Was life going to exactly pick up where it left off for me? Or would this year finally bring a breath of fresh air for me?

Considering my hectic ride, I doubted it would ever be normal and relaxing for me. After all, I had become a witch and a wanna be werewolf thanks to my ancestor cohabiting inside me. I was the definition of abnormal. And I was sure I should learn to do it sooner rather than later.

With this idea in mind, I took my keys out of the pocket of my boyfriend jeans before opening the door. I pushed the latter while looking in our entrance hall of the porch. Almost instantly, I was assailed with images of Jenna and my parents as if I had just relived their death.
Unconsciously, I could feel the tears sting in the back of my eyes. However, I did not give way to weakness. Instead I seized my bags in determination before making my way inside the house. I slammed the door with the heels of my feet before letting myself be assaulted by memories of lost members of my family. I closed my eyelids a moment as I could feel the tremors along my limbs before feeling that warm blanket of power.

Milana. She was there. With me.

I opened my eyelids with a small victorious smile anyway before looking up the stairs to my room. Grabbing my bags again, I slowly climbed the stairs before using my feet again to enter my sanctuary. I finally put my bags on my bed top identical to the one I had left before leaving before heading to my window. I pulled the curtains to bring the light of stars into my room before grabbing my phone at the sensation of my phone vibrating against my thigh.

I rolled my eyes realizing that I had just arrived and the troubles seemed to be finding me already.

However, I certainly did not expect to see a message from the least expected person on my screen.

El: Hello, sis, how is New Orleans? Miss you, xoxo

Okay, it was strange. Very strange to be honest. Even though Elena was a stereotypical teenager, she never signed Xoxo with me. Simply because she knew full well that I hated this type of abbreviated language. And I did not even mention the fact that we were not on terms close enough to send texts. A fact that Milana seemed to share greatly as I contemplated just leaving her message unanswered.

Nevertheless, I felt as if I was relighting my phone at the last moment. After all, I was back home and although she was not my favorite person, or at least Milana's, she was my sister and I had to tolerate her. Deciding to act as the greatest person, I hastened to type a text to announce my return.

I then picked up my phone as I came out of my room again before stopping again on the stairs at the almost automatic response of my sister.

El: Fantastic! Join us at the prank's night. You don't even imagine how impatient I am to see you again. I'll be in the gym.

I looked at my screen a little longer than necessary as I could feel Milana struggling in the objection. However, my last fraternal instinct won the last round as I found myself walking down the rest of the steps before stopping in front of our bowl. I gave a glance at the mirror lying above the piece of furniture and silently observed my reflection. My features were definitely not the better since I had not had a good night's sleep in months.

My long dark locks were cascading down my back while a half was tied in a messy bun on top of my head. A light, slouchy black tank top covered my mid-section while the rest was covered by a wide, boyfriend-style, washed blue jean. All assembled by a pair of white sneakers and some bracelets along my arms.

Unconsciously, my gaze fell on my hand where the vacant place on my index jumped to my eyes. I had not been able to get my ring back since Klaus had removed it and I had already given up trying to get it back someday. Besides, I did not really feel like it since I knew the memory it involved. After all, I had seen Elijah with my own eyes putting it on Milana's left ring finger. So technically it was not at my mother. Moreover, I had already resigned myself to wearing vervain permanently in a necklace. So it was not a problem anymore.

Anyway I was not long in removing my nostalgic look from my hand as I grabbed my car keys before turning off as I was making my way to the exit. I ran down the steps enjoying the familiar and definitely drier air of Virginia compared to that of New Orleans before operating the doors on the way.

A new sense of familiarity enveloped me as I climbed behind the wheel of my SUV before letting a slight smile of satisfaction at the engine agreement.

With that, I let myself be guided by my flawless memory obviously not knowing what was waiting for me once in high school. I let myself be relaxed by the blazing music of the radio as I picked up my good old habits along the familiar streets of my childhood. I could feel Milana still a curiosity since we passed sites she had explored in my memories. This was how I felt the urges of disgust when we passed the Grill at the thought of my many meetings with Damon. Then there was also anger as we passed the neighborhood where Vicky Donovan had insulted me in front of her children and finally, the feeling of revulsion so dreaded at the sight of the school building standing through the windshield.

One thing was certain, Milana made me feel like I was rediscovering it again and I couldn't really say I was complaining. If the girl was more impulsive and easily irritated than me, she was very close to my usual character. Not to mention that she seemed to particularly appreciate my sarcastic returns. So apart from her explosive character worthy of a patient with IED, she and I had come to an agreement.

I easily found a place in the empty car park, letting the engine shut down before taking a moment for myself. I let my eyes scan the huge red building with a deep sense of reluctance before lowering my eyes to my hands resting against my steering wheel. I had to admit that things had changed immensely for me and seeing this establishment again was like seeing all that happened last year. I could easily feel the sympathy of my veins as a faint smile appeared on my lips.

"Thank you, my friend." I whispered to myself or rather to my ancestor before resting my eyes on the front. "You'll be with me all the time, huh? "

I waited for the positive response from the brunette before releasing a deep breath as I reached the handle of my door. I pushed the latter before flanking the door as I went down. I unconsciously smoothed the folds of my loose tank top in nervousness before imperceptibly nodding my head in determination.

I can do it. It was only a high school after all.

A school stupidly scary and absolutely filthy to cross the night.

I could feel Milana's senses on high alert as I was crossing an ugly desert corridor looking for someone. For a stupid prank night of the senior, there were not many people.

Suddenly realizing this, I paused before looking for my phone in the pocket of my jeans. I reopened my last messages with my sister before seeing her last line.

The gym.

I left a blatantly obvious glance before sweeping my phone as I made my way to the said gym.

However, neither Milana nor I expected to see what was right before our eyes the moment we passed the swinging doors.

"Mila, get out of here!" Elena immediately shouted sadly I was not in control of my body for a while anymore.

I was just freezing as I watched as the third spectator stage in front of me. I could feel my body moving and the distance narrowing between the infamous hybrid and myself. The latter had his eyes literally riveted on me as he watched the slightest of my movements with a smirk finally satisfied. I could see and read the horror and misunderstanding on the face of my sister, Bonnie and Matt but I was simply unable to do anything. It was as if Milana had the strength to take the lead from the moment she put her eyes on him.

It may not be visible, but I was currently fighting tooth and nail inside as I was trying to regain control. It was just like I suddenly found myself as a person outside my own body. I could smell and see but that was all I could do.

"Mila?" Bonnie called with wide eyes as I stopped at the height of the hybrid without saying a word.

The latter widens his scary smile as he keeps his eyes focused on me. Then, his icy blue eyes focused on my hands rising against my will towards his protruding face. I was unable to do anything as Milana took his face in her hands, letting the hybrid shut his eyelids for a moment before the astonished eyes of the rest of the group.

Elena immediately shook her head in sight, letting me scream inside my head to ask her to see me. "Milana ..."

"My love." Klaus suddenly said as he put his cold hands on mine while opening his eyes with an almost astonished look. "You're really here."

As expected, the realization was soon born on the rest of the group as Milana's sensual and firm voice became known. "Vi møter igjen min kjærlighet." (We meet again my love).

I could see Klaus actively searching my eyes to make sure his old lover was there before a broad smile reminding me of his human years bowed his lips. I could already feel Milana getting on her feet before an internal cry of protest left my lips.

Only the bursting of some familiar blonde interrupted the duo as they turned to the latter with different expressions. Klaus, evidently wearing his usual smile at the sight of his little sister only Milana or me in other words, had an entire look of bewilderment. I could feel the joy, the sadness and the love emanating from Milana throughout my body as the blonde suddenly stopped at our sight. Only unlike Milana, I was more concerned that she dragged Tyler and Felix against their will in her wake.

"Milana." Hailed the blonde, immediately dropping the two wolves before giving a look at her brother. "Is it ... it really worked? It's really you ?"

She strode toward us in mistrust before stopping in front of us with a closed expression.

"Bekah. You're still beautiful. "

It was all I needed to feed my desire to take my place. Maybe I understood better what Milana was feeling, but I was not about to let her manage my body. I totally ignored the action of my ancestor as I struggled one last time against my body before suddenly feeling that ounce of control again. It was like being shot from a dark room while Milana resumed her secondary role in the back of my mind.

And it was all I needed to contort my face in a grimace before taking a sudden step back as she tried to hug me. "Ew, get off of me!"

I watched with wide eyes as she hugged the air before she resumed her shock as she straightened up with a venomous glance at her brother. "What is this deception?"

In a moment, Klaus was in front of me with his hands on my shoulders to keep me in place accentuating my indignation. "Don't touch me, you psycho! "

However, I certainly did not expect to see a smile sketching his pink lips as he took more in my shape. "Mila Gilbert. You stuck to your words, you fight against her."

"And I win!" I snorted in a grunt before surprising everyone presents as I sent the hybrid flying through the gym with a simple wave of the hand.

"Mila!" Elena exclaims in a cry, letting me look at my sister over my shoulder.

I did not know Milana's feeling of struggle as Klaus landed at the other end of the room as I supported the frightened and confused look of my three friends before turning my eyes to Tyler and Felix still protected by Rebekah. I concentrated on the duo by raising my hand before raising them in the air with my two palms open to the ceiling before closing my fists towards me to attract them behind me in front of bewildered Originals and the trio already behind me.

"Mila!"

"Stay behind me." I ordered the group, suddenly putting my eyes on Felix with a slight, relieved smile. "Hey, bitch."

The latter widened his eyes as he helped Tyler get up before gauging me as if I were a kind of ghost. "You're on steroids?"

I focused again on the hybrid getting up with a frustrated grunt. "Now it was not very nice. You draw on her resources."

"What is it ? Where is Milana? "

"She's a little out of the way right now." I replied to the blonde with sarcasm before turning my eyes to Klaus just to frown at the sight of his disappearance. I immediately turned on my heels at the agreement of a familiar grunt just to widen my eyes at the sight of the brown now held by the hybrid. "Felix. "

"You should be more focused, little girl." Klaus sneered as he tightened his hold since Felix tried to struggle.

"Leave him alone!" I ordered as I cast my nervous gaze on Felix.

I clenched my fists as I could feel Milana fidget inside me.

"I'm going to make this very simple ... Every time I was trying to turn a werewolf into a hybrid vampire, they died during the transition. It's horrible actually." Klaus said as I struggled against Milana's last attempts at restraint before checking my jaw at the sight of Klaus making Felix drink his blood. "I need you to find a way to save my hybrids, Bonnie. And for Felix and Tyler's sake ... you better hurry. "

Realizing what he implied, I raised my horrified eyes to Felix before quickly focusing my attention on Tyler as Rebekah flinched behind him to bring him to her brother. It was literally all I needed as I raised my hands with the intention of causing a vampire headache.

Unfortunately, it was suddenly me who was assaulted as I let out a sudden scream as I grabbed my head in my hands under the panicked eyes of my friends while Klaus smirked."Well, well, well, it looks like Milana is still on my side after all."

"Milana?" Rebakah hastened as she approached me.

I immediately lifted my eyes through the pain as I bent over Milana's wrestling effects before giving a grunt to the Original. "Stay ... stay away from me!"

"Mila!" Bonnie cried at the same time as the rest before turning quickly to Klaus. "What's happening to her? Why is she like this? "

I closed my eyelids as I let out a new grunt of agony before breathing strongly under the effect of the pain. I literally fell to my knees as Milana continued to struggle.

"Arghhhhh! Okay ! Okay, I'll stop! Please ... "I groaned in pain.

Little by little, I suddenly felt the pain subside. I lowered my arms to my side as I sat up slowly to catch my breath before facing Klaus.

The latter wore his usual arrogant smile as he gauged me with amusement. "These witches, a real pain in the ass, right? "

"Go to hell." I gasped in an angry groan before giving a look on Felix at the sight of the blood dripping from the corner of his lip. "What are you planning to do with him? "

Before I could fully realize what the hybrid was planning, he snapped Felix's neck, letting me let out a horrifying hiccup at the sight of his body falling to the ground, dead. I totally ignored the rest of the world surrounding me as I rummaged on the boy lying on the ground before hugging him with tears along my cheeks as I rocked his body against my chest. I knew he's going to coming back but considering that Klaus seemed unable to make hybrids right now, it was a double or a double. At least I could feel that Milana finally seemed to realize the man who had become Niklaus.

Soon enough, another familiar body joined Felix's, causing me to suddenly jump with a stare through my tears at Tyler's. Or rather his body.

I felt more tears pouring in as Matt breathed in disbelief. "He killed them."

"N-no." I sneered through my tears as I unfastened one of my hands from Felix to wipe the blood off Tyler's lips. "They're in transition. Klaus's blood will turn them into a vampire, or rather a hybrid. Only, there is a problem in the process. He uses them as a means of pressure."

"Absolutely. Obviously, you're still so quick-witted, Mila. Milana couldn't find a better host than you. And as she has said so well, Tyler and Felix will die. Only if Bonnie's successful, they'll live through their transition. So, go on, then. Go and fetch your books and enchantments and what-not. I'll hold on to Elena ... "

I finally released my eyes from the two wolves before looking bitterly at the hybrid through my tears. " I will do it. Leave Bonnie out of this."

"Mhm ..." The vampire looked thoughtfully, tilting his head before flatly objecting. "Request denied. Something tells me you're still a novice at this. Moreover, because of your little escapade, we have plenty of things to catch up with."

He finished with a sick smile that just made me want to twist his neck. I felt Milana's restraints again, stopping me from doing anything.

However, I was soon distracted from my anger as Rebekah approached Tyler and Felix to get them back.

I immediately hit her hand to stop her from touching them before narrowing my eyes to her with all the hate I could communicate through one glance. "Don't even think of touching them, Beks."

I accented my cold intonation on her nickname receiving an almost wounded look from the blonde as she looked through the identical copy of my ancestor.

Not surprisingly, Klaus hastened to intervene as he knelt down at my height with a falsely comforting look as I shifted my sharp eyes to the hybrid. "My dear, as much as I appreciate the change of scene with the fighting behavior, you will have to comply with my requirements. We have already covered the fact that Milana will not be of any help against me. So ... let us take your little friends."

"On my dead body!" I replied, bitter as I supported his icy blue gaze.

"She sounds exactly like her."

"Indeed. And she's just as annoying as she is. Well, do as you want. That doesn't change the fact that by the end of the evening they will come out of this high school either in a body bag or on their own feet."

I felt my heart squeeze at the agreement of his truthful words before returning my sad eyes to Tyler and Felix while Rebekah walked over to my sister to torture her. Personally, I did not really pay attention to the duo of girls as I only kept my attention on the brothers. I could perfectly feel Klaus's eyes on my form as he stayed in his position at my height. A shuddering net engulfed my whole body as the tears had long ago stopped letting me simply observe the bodies in a sort of amorphous trance. Even Milana seemed to stay calm as I strove to wipe the duo's blood lips needlessly.

Elena was somewhere around while Rebekah had fled the room under the orders of her sick brother. As for the latter, he was currently fulfilling his role of stalker wonderfully as he was still hovering over me with his hands now crossed between his legs, squatting.

"So ..." I slowly raised my head to his mischievous intonation before gauging him with a blank stare. " How does it work ? Do you suffer from a kind of split personality or something? You obviously inherited her abilities. Are you a wolf too? From my point of view, it looks like I gave you a present."

I snorted with bitterness as I kept my eyes on him before rubbing the marks on my cheeks with a sneer of the hand. "You really don't know much, huh? Hybrids that don't really become hybrids. A lover who is there but not completely. It must be frustrating."

"Answer the question." He muttered impatiently, making my teeth clench in my turn as I kept my eyes connected with his as a sign of distrust. It stirred a new smile on his lips. " You hate me. And yet, I can see that little gleam in your eyes. As if you knew little things that you shouldn't know. "

Our little confrontation was suddenly interrupted by the approach of Elena as she tried to act confident and especially stupid against the hybrid. "Get away from her. "

I just could not help but roll my eyes at Elena's useless request before ignoring Klaus's little smirk in response. The latter climbed onto his feet to face my sister before suddenly disappearing at the vampire speed. I found myself strangely scanning the gym looking for him before spotting him on the steps of the bleachers.

The hybrid grabbed my gaze with a wide, satisfied smile that made me look away just to shrink my eyes on Elena. "Are you ... okay? "

"Seriously?" I gasped, apathetic before sweeping Felix's locks again, unaware of her presence."Just ... stay away from me. "

"What? Is it Milana? "

"Oh for god sake's, Elena, I'm rocking my best friend's transitioning body!" I exploded, giving her an indignant look.

Elena showed her usual guilty look of doe letting me wrinkle my lips in a straight line as I shook my head on her. I took a deep breath to control myself before abruptly straightening up with the agreement of a door opening.

However, I definitely did not expect the person suddenly found among us.

"Stefan. "

I watched Elena get up before turning my eyes to the vampire as he addressed the hybrid."Klaus. "

"Are you coming to save your beauty? "

Stefan did not even look at us as he walked slowly toward the hybrid. "I come to beg your forgiveness. And sermon loyalty. "

I could feel the confusion and questioning of Milana in the depths of my being as she remained as a mere spectator, just like me. My gaze was quick to be back on Elena as she passed me to advance to the duo leaving me to look at Felix and Tyler. Stefan could very well take care of himself. The two wolves were my priority right now. I honestly could not believe that I was so unlucky. It was barely four o'clock when I was back in town and I was already surrounded by dead people.

Did not that have any end?

Whenever I thought I could make a fresh start; a new threat arose. Like right now.

I could perfectly feel Milana's presence just warning me to ignore the disaster around me. She advised me to just use the trusty little trick of vampires. Maybe we did not have a switch but I could just drown people, noises and all the drama around me. Milana was strong for that and she showed me enough during her dreams that I understood the wheels.

Despite having helped Klaus earlier, she seemed to be more tied to me for now. Hence the reason why, I decided to listen to her. I simply let myself be imbued with all the images of massacres, transformation and dismembered bodies assaulting me as in Milana's dreams and literally cut me off from the world around me. I kept only a hold on Felix and Tyler. I did not even recognize when Klaus ordered Stefan to kill Chad and Dana, or even when the hybrid slapped my sister with such force that she was projected to the other end of the room.

Neither when Klaus deprived Stefan of his will or even the vampire tore off the lives of the two kids with us. All was a fuzzy and obscure image that I let myself ignore without an ounce of guilt. At least, it was until I felt a hand gripping my arm before being forced to get up. I did not really present a fight against Klaus, so I let myself be drag out without a word.

A fact that seemed to challenge the hybrid as he suddenly stopped in the hallway before shooting me at him. I looked at him without really looking at him as he inspected my eyes for a sign of life. I saw Rebekah's lips move as she asked him a question but I was totally immune to their presence. I was not even fighting a little when Klaus suddenly lifted me off the floor to carry me in his arms in a married style or reacted as he helped me sit in a classroom. I knew that Caroline was also in this class as she ran straight towards me before being pushed dry by Rebekah. The latter took the place on the free seat at my side like a kind of hawk hovering around me before taunting Caroline about Tyler and Felix.

It all looked like a dream for me until Felix suddenly regained consciousness. It was enough to catch my breath with him while Rebekah took care to explain the situation. Tyler immediately turned to Caroline for an objection while Felix turned to me, leaving me with a contrite expression.

I immediately approached him to share despite all a hug more than necessary given the situation before holding his face in my hands."You'll get by, okay? Bonnie will find a way."

"Since when have you been part of the optimist team?" Hardly asked Felix through his tremors making me hold a sad breath. "You shouldn't have come back, Mila. "

I shook my head in the objection as I tightened my hold on his forearms. "I had been hiding for too long."

"Mhm, charming." Hummed suddenly Rebekah with clear bitterness in her tone before pointing to Felix disdainfully. " It's your boyfriend ? In my time, Milana had better tastes. "

I rolled my eyes on the immature blonde as I easily recognized her capricious behavior of yesteryear. "Not now, beks."

"Stop calling me that." Ultimately exploded the original as she rushed straight for me before attempting to aggression.

Only, I took advantage of Milana's quiet moment, to make the annoying blonde fly in the nearest wall.

At least, that was before I found myself in my turn against a wall owned by Klaus himself."You have to stop doing that, Mila."

I tried to keep my breath on the toe of my feet before coughing as he released me almost immediately to tend to a subject obviously more pressing in his eyes.

"You're lucky that I'm in a good mood. The verdict has fallen, the original witch says the double should be dead." Klaus said as he walked over to Felix and Tyler with a test tube filled with a reddish liquid.

"Does that mean we can kill her?" Rebekah asked as she readjusted her top and gave me a sharp look. " And her too ? "

"No, I'm pretty sure it means the opposite. "

"What do you mean ? "

Rebekah immediately grabbed Caroline to hold her at arm's length, immediately letting me raise my hands as a warning sign.

Klaus immediately gave me a defiant look in response before showing me the tube. "My pretty, I would lower my arms if I were you. Here is Elena's blood, it's enough for your friends to drink it."

Caroline struggled at once, letting me wrinkle my lips as I slowly approached Felix to see him struggle through his state of transition.

"Drink." Was my only answer.

Klaus widened his smile as Tyler and Felix turned their eyes to the blood as Caroline gave me an incredulous look. "Mila?"

"They will die otherwise." I said coldly before turning to Felix. "It will be fine. Drink."

Klaus gave the tube to Felix first letting me hold my breath as he gave Klaus an uncertain look before slowly bringing the tube to his lips. Almost instantly, Felix released the tube in a scream of pure agony, letting me get close to him just to be held apart by Klaus as Felix writhed on the floor in pain. It reminded me deeply of Milana's transformation telling me it was working. It was the way to produce Hybrids.

Tyler was quick to join Felix's situation just letting me look with a sorry feeling as they finally displayed their hybrid face to us.

After that, I did not really know what had happened for a while I was in this classroom and the next I was in my room minus my vervain necklace. I was cursing in the realization before curse the hybrid as I tried to get my phone in the pocket of my jeans. I dialed Felix's number in a sense of anxiety before nagging my foot nervously waiting for his answer.

I was quick to drop an oath to his lack of response before going out of my room. Only, I was not long in stopping at the sight of the open door of my sister. Realizing her absence, I immediately put my eyes on my phone before releasing another swear in an internal conflict. A conflict that Milana hastened to solve for me.

Unfortunately, I was not about to follow her advice for a long time after tonight.

Hence the reason why I went immediately to the boarding house. I was not long in arriving with a deep sense of impatience unlike Milana as I could feel the ancestor putting so much fight to make me change my mind.

I did not even bother to hit in my frustrated trance as I stopped in the parlor looking around me. "Elena? Elena, you're here? "

"Mila. "

I froze at the agreement of the familiar voice of Damon making me realize his absence for the first time since my return to town. I turned on my feet to face the vampire just to see him accompany of my sister.

I scanned her shaken state briefly before turning my attention to her face. " You're okay ? "

"I ..." Elena snorted before shaking her head in a pure lie.

However, my attention soon drifted away from my sister as another voice called out to me. "I thought you'd be smart enough to never go back to this city again."

"Stefan. "

"Hey, Bestie." Sarcastically greeted the vampire making me frown on him at his detached attitude as he showed his glass of alcohol to greet me. "Klaus set sail and charge me with your protection and that of your sister. "

I immediately frowned at the vampire as I crossed my arms over my chest in annoyance."What am I supposed to understand?"

"Well, now I will be your bodyguard."