Mikaelsons and the Petrovas

by DelenaRevengero

Fleeing from Mikael:Klaus, Elijah and Rebekah rescue three orphaned children and decided to take them in. Little do they know their lives are going to change forever. Pairing: Klaroline, Kelijah, Stebekah. Minor Kennet. Mature content in later chapters

2. Chapter 2

The Mikaelsons and the Petrovas

Kinda a long chapter so please bear with me. A huge thank you to my beta reader. Ma you rock. I love you. Well here goes...and please dont forget to review...

Chapter 2:

England 1745

Niklaus Mikaelson tapped his foot impatiently. He glanced at his pocket watch for the fifth time in the past ten minutes. His patience was wearing thin. "REBEKAH!" he screamed so loud that even poor Elijah jumped. "Rebekah, could you please hurry up." Elijah called to his sister in calm voice, certain that his brother had already scared the poor girl enough with his persistent screams.

Rebekah Mikaelson was busy applying the last of her make up to her already beautiful face. Even though she and her brothers were on the run, it was still no excuse to look like a tramp. The blonde finally finished her beauty treatment, and grabbed her purse to meet her brothers in the parlour.

Rebekah descend the stairs as fast as she possibly could without tripping on her multiple skirts. Oh, how she hated the dressing of this century . She made her way to her brothers. "Ready?" she asked cheerfully and was meet with two cold stares as a response for her question and her tardiness. The driver of their carriage loaded the luggage on and once they were seated inside, took off.

The vampire siblings immediately engaged in conversation. " I simply can not believe that we are returning to New Orleans." Rebekah said in a clear state of disbelief. They had visited New Orleans some two centuries ago, and frankly the place had treated them kindly. Why they left in the first place was a mystery. Rebekah always assumed that it was because their father had gotten to close. After leaving, she sensed there was a deeper reason for their departure from NOLA, one that involved Elijah, who was surprisingly quiet and merely stared out of the carriage window the entire ride.

Niklaus was busy looking at a map that was given to him by one his numerous spies in the land. He glanced out the window and then at his pocket watch. The ship was rumored to leave at 6:30 in the morning and right now the time read 3:45 in the morning. Klaus did a quick calculation in his head and nodded at his answer. They would have enough time to get onto the ship. He could not wait to leave England's shores and set sail to NOLA.