Elijah grabs Ester

"Come, Mother"

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they left me here with Hope and Cami

about an hour later I hear them walk into the dinning room

I was going to go in but Rebekah and him we're arguing then she leaves

"Did she die? What happened?" I ask walking in the room where some human is bleeding on the carpet

that's an expensive carpet

taking the humans hand I put it above a bowl

Klaus is staring at me "Why did you do that"

"The carpet is nice and expensive" I tell "There's no need to ruin yet another carpet. So, is she dead and where is Ester?"

"Both dead" he whispers "Why are you so comfortable around dead bodies"

I shrug "I don't remember not being comfortable around them. It's just a dead body. People die all the time" then I revert my eyes to leave

"Where are you going"

my eyes dart to him "why do you care"

his eyes fall "I'm your father"

"wow" I snap "Hell must have just frozen" then I leave

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one year later

Hayley is still a dog in the bayou which is still funny

the rest of them keep trying to talk to me and I just can't

I'm eight years old now...they lost their chance

Klaus tries to corner me to make me talk to him. Honestly, it's getting hard to dodge him. He didn't want me then so now he doesn't get me.

Elijah tries to ask me about the books I'm reading because he wants to get to know me. Apparently we like the same kind of books but there's nothing to fix because we don't know each other.

The relief is that Rebekah is not here to do anything. Although I doubt she would be trying anything

Freya's cool though, she's been teaching me magic and I'm pretty good.

so far Hope doesn't have magic but I think she will soon

Klaus is leaving

"Where are you going" I ask

he stops and looks at me "My art gallery"

"Can I come?" I question "I'm tired of being in this house?"

"sure" he smiles really big "Just stay close to me"

about thirty minutes later we're there

"It's a derivative fiasco-- little atmosphere, less technique. It's nothing more than a self-congratulatory ego trip"

a smile breaks out on my face

"I wouldn't expect you to host an art show without compelling the critics to speak your praise" a guy with brow hair and brown eyes says behind Klaus and I

"And I wouldn't expect an uncultured savage to crash such a formal affair"

oh he knows this vampire

"Yeah, not my usual scene"

the critic has moved on

"Though, that mouthy blood bag does have a point. Your work is derivative--"

"Oh" apparently this guy amuses Klaus

"Of Degas, I'd say. Although, I happen to know that you compelled Degas to mentor you. I always thought this work improved after your influence"

My hands go up "What is going on right now?"

the guy finally looks at me

Klaus sighs "Lucien this is my son Samael. Samael this is my first turned vampire Lucien"

"Son" this Lucien smiles "Never pictured you for a father type"

"Me or you both" I smirk "I'm thirsty"

he chuckles at me "I am quite parched as well"

so here we are in a booth where these two are reminiscing about the past

"Oh, Kol! Kol was a bloody loon! I love it"

Klaus laughs loudly

"But Finn! Oh, Finn-- Finn was fine...as long as you didn't have to speak to him"

"Have you spoken to her" Klaus asks

"Who's her?" I ask "Do you have some shade on Klaus?"

Lucien smirks at me "Aurora was your father's first love. We parted centuries ago"

wonder what Cami would think of this?

oh speaking of Cami she walks in the club

Klaus claps Lucien on the shoulder "Please, excuse me, there's someone I need to speak to"

he goes to walk away

"Anyone tasty" Lucien asks

Klaus smirks back but then looks at me "Stay here and behave"

my eyes roll and I turn to Lucien

"tell me some of Klaus's dark deep secrets"

"Oh, we are going to get along great, little Mikaelson"

"Samael" I give "I was thinking the same thing"

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