Alyson sat up, sharply inhaling. The same nightmare. Always the same nightmare. She laid back down and took a deep breath. Her head turned to look at her elder sister.
"Viktorya?"
"Yes, Aly?"
"You'll be by my side forever, right?" Her sister turned on her side to look at her.
"How many night terrors have you had this week, Aly?" Alyson shrugged.
Viktorya growled, "How many?"
"Six. Six night terrors. They're always the same," Alyson answered.
Viktorya sighed, "Come lay with me." Alyson crawled out of her bed and into Viktorya's. "I love you, big sister." "As I do you, little one."
~ Alyson ~
Alyson followed her father into the woods. Erik always took her hunting with him. He said she wasn't proper enough to be a lady. Viktorya would argue with her mother, Elysia, who would tell Erik she didn't care. Alyson didn't care either; she loved hunting. It gave her a thrill.
"Remember, it is wiser to listen than to watch," Erik told her. He told her this at the beginning of every hunt. She would always stop, close her eyes, and listen. Without opening her eyes, she would shoot in the direction of the sound and usually make it. Viktorya was always excited to hear this, but their mother and father thought nothing of it.
"The mountains are usually a good place to start. Will we start there?" Alyson asked, hoping to see some bears.
"No, it's too dangerous. Especially with all the witches traveling by," Erik answered, handing Alyson her bow and arrows. Alyson nodded and positioned her sheath on her back. "Let's go."
~ Alyson ~
"Aly, you're alright?" Viktorya asked, moving her Alyson's arms so she could everything.
"Sister, I'm fine. Just, would you quit it," Alyson snapped. Viktorya immediately stopped touching her.
"What'd I do?" Viktorya asked, worried that she hurt her thirteen-year-old sister. Alyson sighed, and laid her bow and sheath down. She grabbed her sister's hand, "Let's just go swimming." Viktorya looked back to the hut.
"Alright, but just this once. If we get in trouble, I'm blaming it on you." Viktorya followed Alyson down to the lake.
"It's not like I won't get blamed anyway," Alyson mumbled in a tone she thought was far too quiet for her sister to hear. "It'll be alright, little one." Alyson groaned when she realized that Viktorya had heard her.
"You just need a relaxing day," Viktorya shrugged, and pushed her into the lake. Alyson screamed as she hit the water. "Are you tormenting your little sister?" a familiar voice asked as Alyson came back to the surface.
Viktorya turned to Elijah and smiled, "I'm just showing my sister how to relax herself." "That was not relaxing at all," Alyson nearly shouted as she pulled herself out of the water. Elijah and Viktorya laughed as the young brunette lied on her back. "ALY!"
They all looked towards Elijah's family's hut to see Klaus running towards Alyson. "Hello, Niklaus," she greeted tiredly.
"Why are you all wet?" Klaus asked, sitting beside her. She shrugged, "Wanna go swimming?" He smiled and nodded.
Viktorya grinned, "Well, we will leave you two be." She grabbed Elijah's hand and pulled him away. Klaus and Alyson stared at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. "They're going to be married," she mumbled before jumping in the water. Klaus laughed and followed her in.
After she reached the surface, she smoothed her hair back. He did the same, and have her a toothy grin. She shook her head and splashed water at him. He returned the gesture. They stared at each other and his smile fell.
"Where were you?" She laughed bitterly and looked away. He grabbed her wrist, "Is everything alright?"
"Do not fret, Niklaus. Soon everything will balance out. Trust me," she stated. She pecked him on the cheek. "Everything will turn out to be better," she mumbled. He nodded.