The Mikaelson parents died freak fire. It wouldn't have been so detrimental to the family if it had just been Mikael, the mean, abusive son of a bitch he was, but the fire took with it Ester, and young Henrik who was only nine. At the time Elijah was twenty two, Finn nineteen, Niklaus fifteen, Kol fourteen, and Rebekah who was thirteen. They had only been in Mystic falls for a few months, and going back to England was to complicated legally.

Elijah just finished his bachelors degree, and Finn his first year of collage. Whitmore was only half an hour drive away from Mystic Falls so Elijah decided to live at home and bring up the family. Mikael's pension and life insurance covered expenses. Finn took three years off of collage at Harvard to help Elijah in bringing up their three remaining younger siblings. The family struggled, family friends helped, and after three long years Elijah had his masters, and doctorate in education. Finally he could stay at home full time and raise up his younger siblings, and Finn could go back to school. Elijah was offered the position of Principle at Mystic Falls High School which he gladly accepted.

The toll taken on each Mikaelson was drastic however. Elijah took no more time to himself. Though he was use to being the father like role model his wasn't, he fell back even more into a decaffeinate state of rules of things he could and could not do. He wanted to maintain an image of honor and chivalry to his younger siblings, and that meant cutting out any non orthodox fun for himself.

Finn was always practical, a born negotiated, and had common sense. He was brilliant, 5.0 GPA, well spoken, head of several intellectual clubs. When it fell to him dropping out in order to look after his younger siblings he couldn't not agree. He wasn't Elijah, and his siblings gave him hell for it. Niklaus was extremely distant, and defiant, and only marched to his own tune. Kol was a trouble maker. Rebekah became defensive and spoiled modeled in her own version of Niklaus. Finn grew weary of looking after his siblings, resenting Elijah for being the one to go back to his schooling. Finn became unbreakable in his ideas, tough, he wanted everything in line. It was the only way to control the Mikaelson havoc.

Niklaus Mikaelson was born different. For one, his father wasn't Mikael, but rather an affair his mother had with her gymnast. He was suppose to help her loose the maternity weight. No one knew that he was helping her with other things...Niklaus new, his mother told him in one of her drinking hazes. He never got along with Mikael, and he hated him. It's not that Mikael was the worst, but he was violent, and always angry. It wasn't the best environment for a child to live in. Niklaus loved Rebekah, his baby sister was the world to him, and then Henrik. He taught Henrik how to be a boy, which led to matches, and firecrackers, and fire. The fire was electrical, Klaus knew that, but he also believed that if there weren't firecrackers in the house then maybe Henrik would have lived. Niklaus blamed himself, thought he wasn't worthy, became mean even toward Rebekah. He couldn't forgive himself, didn't feel worthy of love.

Kol looked to have had suffered the least. Yes he was a trouble maker, but he hadn't always been, or as mischievous about it. He lost his parents, and younger brother too. Everyone seemed to forget that. His pranks, his good humor became a wall he hid behind, and as the family got worse his jokes, pranks, stunts became more cruel. People thought he was the Mikalson who was least affected. Truth was he was the one keeping everything bottled up.

Rebekah was always the princess. Her father liked her best, she was her mother's only girl, and her brothers adored her. She was a year away from Kol, they shared a play crib at a point. They fought, but would have died for each other. Henrik was her baby brother who she swooned over. Niklaus would baby her, do anything for her. Finn would teach her things. Elijah was the fun dad role model she didn't have. Then she lost her baby brother, her parents, Nik's attention, and a large amount of the family's attention. So she sought it in other things, popularity and boys. She demanded, and got so she'd stop complaining, but really she just wanted her brothers' love.

"Nik!" Rebekah called out through the halls of the mansion.

With a growl Klaus came down in his practice gear and his bag of equipment over his shoulder. "Whatever could it be little sister?" Rebekah was no longer 'baby Bekah' or 'darling sister' but 'little sister'.

"We need to go! I'll be late." She held her purse in her hands dressed if she was going to any other day of school instead of it being a Saturday morning, and that she was going to have to work to set up for the dance.

He scoffed. "I don't see the point in you doing all of this..."

"Because," She began. "I am a cheerleader, second captin, and it's my responsibility to help in these events. Besides, Caroline will be there..." Rebekah smirked. "so I expect to see you there after practice." Leaving her brother in capable of speaking, because of who she brought up. She loved that she could manipulate him just by using Caroline's name.

Klaus followed behind her. "I expect to see you there after practice." He mocked her under his breath.

"Bring Damon too. Caroline's been over it since she started dating Matt, so you can be to..." Rebekah triumphantly walked out the door and to the car. She just loved how much dirt she had on all her brothers.

So what do you think? How will each Mikaelson recover? Any come to Jesus meetings in the future? Please share your thoughts and ideas!

XoXo MKKovinauch