Who knew Malakai Parker has a secret daughter? One he only met for a week before getting put in the prison world. Her name is Kaizer, and his legacy is living on.
Growing up, my mother kept me a secret as long as she could. Caroline came one day and convinced her to send me to a school with my cousins. My mother was a cruel person who hated the world after my dad disappeared. I last talked heard from her when I was Nine. That was when she died and left me a voicemail. I was forced back to school, after the funeral, and when summer came around Hope and Hayley asked if I wanted to come to New Orleans with them.
It became a tradition. Hope and I were practically sisters. I knew and helped Hope sell her blood to Henry to get money to see Klaus. I was there to help her study the Hallow. The way I saw it was that I didn't have a family, but if I could help Hope with hers then I'd be happy.
Sadly, after Roman betrayed us, breaking not only my trust but Hopes as well, he was brainwashed by his mother to help kill Hayley.
To this day, Hayley and Klaus were parents I never had and I'll cherish them always and forever. ———
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I sat in Alaric's office as Hope, Alaric and Landon? Walked in. "Landon?" I asked smiling. "Kai?" He asked and chuckled as I slid off the desk and hugged him. "You two know each other?" Alaric asked, "Uh yeah. We go way back." I joked making Landon chuckle.
I've stuck up for Landon on countless occasions. He's also let me hide out at the Mystic Grill, where he used to work, if I had a bad day.
"Tell me, Landon, Were you aware of us when you lived in Mystic Falls?" Alaric asked and He looked at Hope and I, and we nodded.
"Uh, I knew Hope and Kai went to some fancy boarding school. People in town said it was for troubled rich kids. I see the rich part is true. Nobody in town mentioned anyone in here could do that." I chuckled and said, "No one in Mystic Falls knows much about us. We blend in just enough." I winked and Alaric took over, "Participate, contribute just enough. Keeps people from asking too many questions."
"What is there to know, exactly?" Landon asked and I sat on Alaric's desk. " Well, I used to have a speech prepared, carefully unpeeling the layers of mystical history, but it turns out most people have read Harry Potter and are actually cool with me skipping the tee-up." Alaric joked. "You're a school for magic?" He asked. "We are a school for the supernatural, which.. covers a lot of territories. Everyone here has something that makes them special in ways that the outside world... wouldn't understand."
"So, what are you?" He asked looking at Hope. "We should get to class." She said and I bit my lip as she grabbed my hand and we turned to leave, "No. No. Sorry." He looked at us, "I don't mean to be a dick, but I don't know you, and though the image of you whammying a priest is still fresh, I need you here."
"Just tell me what all that was in the church last night?" Landon asked, "What do you think it was?" I asked crossing my legs. "Well, as best as I can reason, either I've lost my mind or werewolves are real. Th-This is beyond insane. How is that even possible?" Hope chuckled, "It's a long story, involving an ancient, vengeful witch and a bloodline curse. We cover all that in the Origins of the Species, grade six." She told him.
