|C.Mikaelson|"Revenge, its the best medicine".
×Surviving, thats all i knew. And in this crazy world surviving was very important. I let out a sigh, closing my book and placing it on the shelf. I loved books. They were only things getting me through, well and the hope of seeing my mother again. I stand to my feet, yawning. I had been up for hours trying to find a lead on the witch dahlia. My hands form into a fist. I truly hated dahlia with all my being and that was a fact. I flop down on my bed throwing the blanket over me. "Tomorrow, for sure".
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I awoke, my head hurting as always. I huffed then jumped out of bed. Today i was leaving this house. My third house this year. I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. I turned then smiled at the house. "Goodbye". I gave the house a small wave. "To new orleans".
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[The Lost Son Of Freya Mikaelson]
Fanfiction"ѕнe тнoυgнт ι waѕ dead вυт мy evιl greaт aυnт ĸepт мe alιve вυт ιм вacĸ and ι wanт мy revenge, ι wιll ĸιll yoυ daнlιa мιĸaelѕon ғor тaĸιng мy мoтнer away ғroм мe and ĸιllιng мy ғaтнer" тнe orιgιnalѕ[ѕeaѕon2] (ι donт own тнe orιgιnalѕ jυѕт carтer a...