Klaus' Twin Sister One Shots

Untold Story Of Michael Reeves (Part One)

Untold Story Of Michael Reeves (Part One)

Before Chapter 27

~Michael's POV~

(It starts from the time he was turned till the dance. I will try my best to avoid any confusion)

I was no longer a werewolf. I felt conflicted. I was relieved that I didn't have to go through the painful shifts and crazy mood swings that made me feel like a teenage girl.

When I became a hybrid, I didn't lose my wolf unlike the rest of the hybrids. I still could feel my wolf in my head and I could still communicate with him. From the talks with other hybrids, I knew that I was the only one who was like this. I didn't know if I should feel like an even bigger freak or feel special. I wanted to tell someone about it but my instincts told me that I should be keeping this to myself.

As a hybrid not only did I get to change on will, I was also more or less immortal. Klaus had told us that the only way a hybrid could be killed was ripping our heart out or beheading. And we were powerful enough to stop that from happening.

Klaus had sent me back to the mansion along with some of the hybrids. We dared not disobey his orders. Even if we were only werewolves we knew of Klaus and the whole original family. Klaus was the face of the family. His twin sister was known of but she was always kept protected and hidden from sight. People always spoke of her but it was always in grimoires by the witches.

There were very few people who knew her, how she looked, what powers she had, how she was. There were rumors that she was even more powerful than Klaus. But no one had witnessed it and had lived to tell the tale.

She was known as Klaus's twin sister. Even her name was not known. And I bet that the people who knew her were only the inner circle, the only people that the twins trusted and that wouldn't be many. The twins were known to be the most powerful people to walk this earth. No one dared to go against them. And no one would. It would be like a suicide mission.

When I had gotten to the Mikaelson mansion, I looked around in awe. It was beautiful. A part of it was still under construction and there were hybrids like him running around with construction things in their hands. Behind the mansion, there was a huge garage with its door open giving a splendid view of various cars. It was like a car lover's paradise. Sports cars, vintage priceless collections of cars, there were just so many cars. There was a black Lamborghini Gallardo that was parked outside. On the outside it had a shiny black glossy coat, black rims, the wheels gave away the fact that it was used frequently and wasn't just a showcased car. The darkly tinted windows stopped anyone from having a peek at the interiors. There was no indication to who the owner was.

As we walked into the house we saw a blonde girl giving out orders and telling off a hybrid who had obviously done something wrong. The hybrid was literally shaking at the knees making me feel sorry for him. The wrath could be clearly heard in her tone. It made you want to cower in fright.

She whipped around as if sensing that we were there and I felt my breath catch in my throat. She was utterly beautiful. She had the softest looking blonde hair coming to her shoulders, piercing green-hazel eyes that were blazing with anger that were towards the hybrid no doubt. She assessed all of us who were standing there not knowing what to do.

Her eyes softened and this made her almost angelic. What was happening to me? Why was I behaving like this? I shook myself and tried to concentrate on something, anything other than this gorgeous girl standing there. Thankfully I was at the back and I tried looking away.

The words she spoke shook me to my core. Her voice was angelic and soft which made my wolf in my head howl for some reason. But the words almost gave me a heart attack.