A/N : Hello This is my new fic. It's AU/AH hence the situation and the Mikealson family's circumstances maybe a little OOC. But I had to write this.

DISCLAIMER : I own nothing except the plot.

Mikealsons are part Spanish in this fic.

This fic isn't meant to offend anybody so if someone finds it so please know it was unintentional.

On another note I would like to dedicate this fic to my very close friend who i send all these snippets of all my fics and she continues to be a huge pillar of support to me thank you so much and im eagerly waiting for your novel Ria and my Twitter bestie Nour. Hey honey this ones for you. May you have many happy moments in life.

CHAPTER 1

EL SAGRARIO

The pitter patter of the light drizzle falling on the all the black umbrellas held by the people standing in the cemetery was in exact accordance with the present circumstance. The eerie environment of the graveyard was only interrupted by the sniffling sounds of the women mourning the loss of the man residing in the coffin being lowered into the six foot deep grave. The priest blessed the departure of the Patroñ of El Sagrario a small island close to the coast of Mexico, with his touching eulogy.

Three tall men with identical sorrowful expressions on their faces moved forward to pour the fistful of soil on the coffin. Their disposition maybe identical but their features were vastly contrasting. One with curling blonde hair and intense blue eyes which held as much maturity as mischief in them were currently filled with tears. The other two with black hair and brown eyes but with a different set of cheek bones and nose.

The blonde haired man moved closer the open grave and murmured," I love you padre." And the other two moved beside him in a show of support and solidarity among brothers.

Brothers who were standing near their father's grave with their mother and sister saying their goodbyes to the much loved and honoured patroñ of Sagrario, Mikeal.

The sister moved to hug the blonde man with tears streaming down her pretty green eyes. She whimpered his name,"Nik." He hugged his sister and with her in his arms moved to put his other arm around his mother. The other two brothers encircled around them and the people of the Sagrario who were gathered to pay respects to their magnanimous and generous master saw the family grieving together and they grieved with them.

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Two weeks after Mikeal died the family was assembled in his study for the reading of his will.

There was plenty speculation about the true nature Mikeal's business. Many had heard that he ran some illegal business of firearms but since he was always generous and courteous to his people no one dared to accuse the good master of such a grave accusation. He was loved by all and cherished by many. His people honored him not because he had power and influence but because he respected his people. He was more of a father, a friend rather than a master hence was called Nano by all of his people. Nobody was afraid of his power except those who had a reason too.

The lawyer nervously glanced at the family members sitting on the sofas. With their mother sitting in the center and the four children flanking her side two on each.

The daughter Rebekah and the blonde son named Niklaus on right on the two side sofas. The other two sons with youngest Kol sitting nearest to his mother on left and the eldest Finn sitting farthest.

The lawyer began to speak but the matriarch Esther Mikealson held up a hand to silence him. Gracefully she got up which caused the lawyer to stand too because he felt as if he should and went over to pour herself a glass of water from the jug placed on the table in the center of the seating area.

Taking one sip she said,"Matthew. We just need to know who is the heir to Mikeals beloved estate as that is the only thing the people of Sagrario are concerned are anxious to know who is the next patroñ. We can deal with the specifics of who got what later. I just need to get over with this and grieve peacefully." Her voice hitched at the end and Rebekah moved over to hug her mother.

Skimming through the pages of Mikeal's will hurriedly he glanced up then clearing his throat he said, "According to Nano's will Niklaus will be the next patroñ of Sagrario."

As soon as the words were spoken the next heir in question strode out of the study with the door closing with a loud thud in his wake.

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"Nik? Nik? " Rebekah let her brother calm down for an hour before she went after him to his room. She called out his name twice and moved over to the balcony leading from his room where he was standing.

"Nik." She called and he turned to look at his younger sister. She was the youngest of them four but sometimes the wisest and often jokingly remarked that she got all the brains in the family.

Putting a comforting hand on his shoulder she asked," What's wrong Nik?"

"I don't want this." He swallowed his still raw emotions and added, "I can't take his place. I'm not worthy."

"But Nik."

"No I'm leaving for Paris tonight. I need to get away from this place. Finn can take my place. Tell mother I'm leaving and I've handed over it to Finn."

"Oh. So you have decided then. Why don't you tell it to mamà yourself."

He gave a sad smile then sighed and said, "You know how she will react to me leaving. But Beks I can not stay here a moment longer. I feel as if the walls are closing in on me. I can't breathe. I... "

She ran a soothing hand on his back. Although all of his brothers loved her but she loved Nik the most. She understood that he felt trapped by the responsibility. He preferred living as he pleased, prized his freedom. The liberty to come and go as he chose was one thing he would never compromise on. She understood his need for being his own man without restrictions and hence didn't judge him. Resting her head on his shoulder she said,"Well than I will expect a post card from Paris."

"I'll miss you." He replied shuffling her hair.

"Ugh. You won't you'd be too busy with your numerous amiguitas to miss me." Pushing his hand away.

He laughed at her adorable annoyed expression and she made a face at him. Hugging her sister affectionately he wondered how much he would miss his family.

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( Six Months Later)

Klaus answered his phone over the din of the disco music blaring in the night club. Yelling into the phone he said, "Kol. Me amigo. How are you?"

"I'm fine. You need to come home. It's urgente."

"Why? What happened? " he asked.

Then his younger brother began speaking in fluent Spanish telling him why it was imperative to come home immediately.

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Opening the huge metal door of the container of semi trailer Klaus asked, "You sure this is the shipment with the chicas and Finn is responsible for human trafficking? " still not believing that his elder brother Finn was guilty of something so heinous.

"I wouldn't have called you if I wasn't sure. This is serious Nik. Padres good name in Sagrario would forever be besmirched if anyone were to find out what Finn has been up to as the new Patroñ."

"I just can't believe this." Klaus remarked opening the other door and Kol jumped on. He then turned to give Klaus a hand and Klaus jumped on to enter it too.

Klaus took out a torch from the back pocket of his jeans and flashed it around the container. He heard a few sniffles and hushed cries. He saw six women with their hands tied and one lying on the floor. When they backed away from him borrowing into each other for support he put up his hand to let them know he was not the threat.

Cautiously Kol moved forward and said, "Hey ladies. We are here to rescue you."

One asked in a scared voice,"How do we know you are not lying?"

"Do you really have any other option?" Kol asked and ushered them out.

Kol gestured for Klaus to rescue the one lying on the floor. He sauntered toward her. One girl who was just alighting from the semi-trailer turned and said, "They injected her with something because she fought the hardest. Since then she hasn't woken up."

Then Kol helped the girl get down. Klaus flashed a light over the girl lying unconscious on the floor.

Instantly he was struck by her angelic face with a pert nose and pink lips. Her curly blonde hair fanning around her face. He traced his knuckles over her soft cheek and immediately snatched away his hand as if surprised by his actions. He bend down to lift her and saw the golden necklace she was wearing that read "Caroline". He murmured her name and lifted her up in his arms bridal style. She mumbled, "σώσε με" and still unconscious fisted her hands in his shirt as if she felt safe in his arms.

Klaus didn't understand what she was asking of him but he vowed whatever she seeked he would give it to her or die trying.

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