Hybrid & Tribrid✔️|𝐾𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑠 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑜𝑛 {1}

4|Help

|third person pov|

The girls sat in the most expensive leather they've ever felt, while they still couldn't believe that they were in Klaus Mikaelsons house. 

He walked the girls into the living room, urging them to sit down, while he poured them drinks. Eryn couldn't help but to even admire the little glass cup that the drink was in.  She took a sip, and her expression immediately became sour. 

"Mmm..Scotch." She said, and Nora cracked a small smile. She didn't drink all of the time, but Eryn would definitely be a lightweight compared to her. She downed her drink, simply. Needing the alcohol after the recent events. 

"So, Celeste isn't a good witch then." She ightly chuckled, trying to make light of a dark situation.

"No, she is not. One of the most backstabbing people I've ever met. Which makes me wonder, what were you doing involved with her in the first place?" Klaus asked, genuinely, taking a sip of his drink as well. Nora huffed, contemplating on if she should tell the hybrid her life story, but it was a story with bits and pieces left out. Hence why she was looking for answers.

"It's kind of a long story." She trailed off a story she didn't know how to start.

"We've got time." Klaus replied, pouring himself another scotch and returning back to the love seat. Eryn gave her a, you better tell him what's going on before he kills us look, and Nora gave her a, yeah I am, look in return. She couldn't say no to an Original. There are many supernatural creatures out there, but the main ones are vampires, witches, and werewolves. And they've been at war from the beginning. Nora has seen her fair share of vampires, but for Eryn, Klaus might be been the first vampire she's seen. And everything about him screamed alpha male.

"Okay, well, this is Eryn, my bestfriend. I was born into a coven called, the Indica Coven." But she didn't get far into her story.

"Indica Coven.." He questioned and interrupted her. "I've heard of them before, it's like a coven of super witches, but their supposed to be myths." He spoke, question fully.

"No, they are very much real. But in the real world their abominations, not super witches. Oh and they wanna kill me." She added, whisperingly.

"I come from that coven. Everything was fine when I was younger. Which was when I met Eryn. 6 months ago when I was 17, I came back home from being out, my whole family was massacred. I need to find out what happened, and who killed them. Celeste told me that it is every witches oath to kill off the Indica Coven. She said something about siphon abominations." Nora said, shaking her head trying to piece the information together, but she got nothing.

Abomination..even after it hand left her lips, it rang in his ear. The word that his father had replaced with his name. He couldn't help but feel a soft spot, as he proceeded to aske her questions. 

"So, the Indica Coven is really just a bunch of siphon witches, that are about to be killed off because the regular witches think you guys are abominations?" Nora nodded her head.

"Pretty much killed off, besides me. They don't like us so much, because we can be turned into hybrids, kind of like you." She said, cheekily. A vampire werewolf hybrid, isn't the only hybrid out there.

"Nobody can be like me, love. I'm an Original hybrid. But your not a werewolf?" He said, gently pointing a finger.

"To my knowledge I'm not, but being a siphon witch, means you don't have any magic on your own. If you die with vampire blood in your system then you can complete the transition, while keeping your gift to siphon magic. A vampire witch hybrid." She finished, and Eryn just looked with wide eyes. This wasn't really her conversation to be indulging in.

"Ah yes, a heretic." He said pointing at her. "The witches do hate us vampires. They've always gotten along better with the wolves." He chuckled. His laugh was like a lullaby, to Nora at least. To Eryn her and her bestfriend were just stuck at a 1,000 year old vampires house, itching to go home. But to Nora, she was getting to talk to her knight in shining armor. The way Klaus was described in all of the bed time stories, and folklore, was nothing compared to being with him in person.

"I was talking with Celeste to maybe find some answers, or background information, I don't want to be in the dark anymore." She said, giving up. Even though they just started, she felt bad. She drug Eryn in this mess, and by the looks of things, they were
going to be in New Orleans for a lot longer than 5 days...considering.

"Tell you what." Klaus said standing up. "I'll help you figure out what happened. I've had my fair share of run ins with Celeste. I know how she is."

Nora stood up immediately and Eryn did shortly after her. "Are you serious? You'll help us?" She was frantic, and excited. This would be her break.

"Yep, it'll be my pleasure." She wanted to scream, but she knew that would be uncalled for, so she squealed and gave him a hug, which threw him off guard. After hesitating he hugged her back.

"Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou" She rushed out, and Eryn giggled.

"No problem, come over tomorrow? We can talk." She nodded her head fast, and grabbed Eryn over and she gave Klaus a wave goodbye. The girls left, and Klaus was left there to think about how he was going to help Nora.

"Helping strangers, I see. Witches even. Careful Niklaus, your soul is showing." The well dressed man said from the banister, in a calm voice.

"Not now, Elijah." Klaus said facing towards him, "I have better things to do then sit here and listen to you comment on my every move." He said, speeding away.

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*ps-hayley dosen't exist in this story,srry.