After the heated argument between my father, Niklaus and i, Niklaus had left the hut to hang around with our littlest brother, Henrik. I didnt see anything of it, didnt know what was to come after tonight. I was too occupied with the building hatred for my father that seemed never ending and the fact that i was pregnant with my brother's child. I loved Niklaus and keeping the fact that we had a child in the making together, it was for the best; its how i saw it at least. Having a child in your village with you sibling was an abomination. As i helped mother with the cleaning up after dinner, all i could think about was whether the child would be a boy or a girl. I sighed happily after finishing up the dishes before mother became suspicious of the sigh.
"Whats the sigh for, Rebekah?" Esther asked curiously yet in such a demanding tone.
I froze before parting my lips to speak. "Nothing, mother. Just getting slightly tired from what went on earlier." i pointed out. OF course it was farthest from the truth but i couldnt possibly think of mentioning the real reason.
Esther didnt think too much of it and excused her daughter. "Okay dear." Esther replied, walking up to her daughter and pressed a gentle kiss onto her forehead. "Mind stopping by Anaya's hut and letting her know that i shall be meeting her tomorrow?" she asked kindly.
I nodded my head. "Yes, mother."
"Good." Esther replied before getting back to the dishes and tidying up the table.
I headed out of the hut and outside towards Anaya's hut to deliver the message from mother. As i arrived Anaya seemed different than she had before with me. Knowing that my mother was a practicing witch and Anaya was the same, but coming from a long line of the Bennetts, i had figured Anaya might have been suspicious of my acts with Niklaus lately. But i played off her remarks as nothing.
"My mother wanted me to inform you she will be be meeting with you tomorrow, she's awfully busy at the moment." I explained. MY eyes drifted over to the hanging necklaces that were being shown by the window of Anaya's hut and as i went to touch a green-like emerald one, i instantly removed my hand from the burning sensation.
"Musn't touch what isnt yous, Rebekah." Anaya warned.
I frowned before a noise from far away, a panted shout caught my attention. It was Niklaus. I instantly left Anaya's hut and raced out when i saw Niklaus carrying Henrik.
"Mother! Father! Rebekah!" Niklaus shouted repeatedly.
As he was laid onto the ground, i stood there in shock, watching Niklaus bursting into tears as mother kneeled down and cradled Henrik. He was dead and mother was begging for Anaya's assistance to bring him back.
"It was the wolves...im so sorry. I didnt mean it." Niklaus pleaded in sorrow.
I stood behind Niklaus as i rested one hand onto his shoulder and the other hand playing with bits of his hair as i tried to comfort him. I knew it wasnt his fault, Niklaus never meant to harm anyone and he was very close to Henrik. Before we knew it, Mikael turned up.
"Whats all the bloody shouting?" Mikael declared before his eyes landed on his youngest son. The moment he was pronounced dead and Anaya said there wasnt any way to save him, Mikael immediately blamed Niklaus as if it wasnt a surprise before heading into the house.
That night after the burial of Henrik, I had stayed in my room on my bed. I was distraught over my little brother's death. I was full of anxiety from that and from being pregnant which only i had known about. But then my bedroom door was pushed open forcefully, Mikael demanding i get into the main room with my brothers.
"What for, father?" i had asked, remaining sat on my bed. I wasnt sure what was going on whether we were to be punished for something or to his sick drunken amusement, wanting us to see him beat Niklaus, me for the most part knowing how close he and i were.
Mikael didnt take much time for me as he walked in and pulled me by the back collar of my night dress and directed me to the main room. "Family meeting." he said in a distasteful , rushed tone.
As I arrived into the living room, spotting my brothers and mother making a drink and having my brothers drink it as well, i was unsure what was exactly happening.
"Whats going on?" i asked in slight panic.
Esther poured me a glass and went to hand it to me, i gave a questioning look before taking the glass.
"Drink it, Rebekah." Mikael stated sternly, I shook my head.
"Since the death of your little brother, Henrik, your father and i had decided we needed a proper way of protecting all of you from the wolves in our villages." Esther explained before i watched as Mikael withdrew his sword and went directly to Niklaus.
"Father. NO!" I shouted and before i could take any proper action, his sword had penetrated Niklaus's chest, having the sword through his heart. I covered my mouth with my free hand in shock as tears strolled down my face and cheeks. It felt like my heart was literally breaking - how could he kill Niklaus? How could mother allow this? In cold blood? I backed up to where my back hit against the wall of the room, unsure how to take Niklaus's lifeless body on the ground before Mikael did the same to Elijah, Kol and Finn. I shook my head when i was forced to drink the mixed drink but then gave in after a little threat gesture from Mikael.
"How could you do this to our family?" I spat out, tears still rolling down my cheeks. I was confused at what was happening and was hoping that the drink i had given into didnt harm the baby.
Oh my gosh, the baby. I watched as Mikael withdrew his sword at me for my turn and my cin began to tremble.
"Why are you doing this? Mother..." i trailed off, looking directly at her.
"You will be back soon." Esther spoke before looking away as I was, too, penetrated by the sword into my heart. The pain was endless, sharp and shattering. Then before i knew it, i collapsed to the ground, dead.
It was about an hour before i had woken up to the lit room and Niklaus and Elijah were up, Kol and Finn already had finished the transition. How were they alive? How was I alive? What was mother doing to us? Mikael had seemed to be force feeding my brothers human blood and then he came to me, pulling a fresh arm in front of me and slicing it to let it bleed out. It felt tempting, like my body wanted it but i was abruptly confused. I glanced down at my stomach, heartbreaking that my baby - Niklaus and my baby didnt make it.
Niklaus had gotten up and attempted to shove Mikael and the bloody arm from me in protest. "No, Rebekah, dont." he pleaded before being shoved back by Mikael.
"Drink." Mikael forced the bloody arm into my mouth, my cravings indulging in the iron crimson liquid. After a minute of feeding, the arm was pulled back. Our mother then went on to explain what was happening.
"This is to protect you all from the threat in our village that had killed Henrik. The wolves. You can now protect yourself and are immortal, but...there is only one way that you can be killed." Esther looked at each of us before adding onto it. "The White Oak stake penetrating the heart."
"Then we must burn it to the ground, come on now." Mikael declared, stopping to glance at Niklaus. "You too, BOY." he said as he went out the door.
"What...what are we exactly?" Kol asked, glancing at his siblings and back at Esther. Esther followed Mikael, leaving Kol's question unanswered. I had felt awful for my older brother who seemed to be out of the loop.
"Im not sure." Elijah stated, furrowing his eyebrows. He was confused just as us all.
"Mother had mentioned immortal..." i trailed off. Niklaus stood by my side as Finn walked out of the hut right after mother. I waited for the other two to leave before i placed my hand into Niklaus's hand, to comfort him.
"Together and immortal." I told him, faking the small smile onto my lips - i was about to break into tears at any given moment, realizing the loss of the baby and Niklaus had no idea about it whatsoever. Would he ever believe me if i told him? Probably not. Might have before but its all gone now.
After the burning of the last standing White Oak tree, we couldnt hold back our thirst for blood. It was uncontrollable and it was something we needed, like a human needed air to breathe and food to live. On the next full moon, that was when Niklaus had his first kill and his true self came out; he was a werewolf. Mikael had called him a beast and an abomination which in my opinion was utterly wrong. Niklaus was fa from that. Mikael forced our mother to dig deep into her magic, into dark magic to keep the werewolf gene hidden by a curse.
We eventually fled the village one by one - with Kol leaving first, then Finn. Mother was nowhere to be seen but then to find out that she had been killed and to my knowledge, our father had murdered her. I hated him, I hated Mikael. For hurting Niklaus and for forcing us into this and for mother. Elijah had stayed behind to help us bury our mother before we all joined together hand in hand.
"Always and forever." I said as i gave a look at both of them, flashing a genuine smile.
Then we fled our village to travel the world, to live our new immortal lives.
~Flash forward~
It was the eighteen hundreds when Niklaus and i came across a slave boy on the Governor's ranch. We had kept our true love feelings to ourselves in private, and as we were in public, we were just brother and sister. We would spend nights alone together in private rooms, making love whenever we craved it. There was no boundaries, no more hiding it from our parents after becoming vampires; it was perfection. After Niklaus insisted on interfering with the slave worker and taking the boy as his own son, we continued on our way with the slave boy with us, naming him Marcellus.
It was hard for me during this period with Marcel growing older and falling for me whereas my heart still remained with Niklaus. But as Niklaus was determined so much to get this curse broken, i had felt that we were drifting from where we were, in love with one another discretely. Having Niklaus warn me that Marcel wasnt good enough for me, as he would say about all men i tried to become interested in, it seemed to me he was jealous. Before i knew it, I had become daggered in a coffin. For what i had thought was for a few weeks, it happened to be for a few decades.
"You cannot keep controlling me, Nik. Where's Marcel?" I asked in a rushed tone.
Marcel had then walked into the room, staying silent.
"I had offered him what he always wanted, to be a vampire. Or have you...you can obviously see what his decision happened to be, Rebekah" Niklaus explained, forming a devilish smirk onto his lips.
I drop my mouth open slightly to the fact that Marcel chosen to be a vampire over me, it hurt. After that time, I stayed by his side along with Elijah for many, many years. As we had gotten back to the city of New Orleans that we had founded centuries ago, it had been the nineteen twenties, roaring twenties most called it. That was when i had met Stefan along with Niklaus who became great friends with the Salvatore. I had yet again fallen for another one of Nik's friends. But it wasnt long before we had to run again, from Mikael who had been trying to hunt us down for centuries. As i was pulled into the storage room behind the club by Niklaus, i frowned.
"Where's Stefan, Nik? He needs to come with us." I declared.
"He's not coming. Come on now, Rebekah, we must leave now." Niklaus stated as he attempted to pull me by the forearm which i yanked back.
"I want to be with Stefan." I stated, teary eyed.
Niklaus stopped and turned around. "Its wither me or him." he gave out.
I didnt speak as i was trying to make my mind up, i couldnt choose between them but i felt feelings for Stefan.
"What i thought, come along now, Rebekah." Niklaus ordered.
"I'm sorry Nik." i stayed where i stood, obviously choosing Stefan. Before i knew it, Niklaus had blurred up to me and surprised me with a dagger in my heart, my complexion turning gray.
When i would become undaggered...not only will i be mad, i would have to find a way to tell him the truth. Truth about the baby.