The scream of the werewolf Hayley Marshall could be heard all throughout the quiet vicinity of the St. Anne's Church. She was currently being held captive by witches so they could take her baby.
After Hayley fought for so long she eventually ended up giving birth to two healthy, beautiful girls.
"Please, can I hold her?" Hayley asked, looking at her firstborn. Klaus was also looking at their firstborn; ignoring the second born who was being held by Monique Devereaux. The harvest witch looking at the second child in wonder.
Hayley was handed the firstborn and looked at her in awe. Klaus also had the same expression on his face.
"What about your other child?" Monique asked the woman but she shook her head slightly. The witches looked shocked but it made it all easier for Monique to slit the werewolf's throat.
Of course, after she had handed the baby to fellow Harvest witch, Abigail.
The second born was becoming fuzzy so Abigail began humming and the baby fell asleep.
According to the ancestors, more specifically Esther Mikaelson she only wanted the firstborn to be killed. They were ordered to spare the second child.
As Klaus, Clark, and the now in transition Hayley defeated the witch; the babies were taken by Elijah Mikaelson, in an attempt to keep them safe.
The firstborn was sleeping on Elijah's bed while he carried the second baby who was looking at him in amazement and kept trying to grab his nose, which made the vampire chuckle.
"Elijah ? Why do you have a baby?" Two voice chorused as they entered the room. They were twin siblings with dark brown hair.
"These are Klaus's children. They were being attacked by witches." Elijah explained to his adoptive children. He turned Jeremy after he found him dying of the Elena Gilbert. He found his youngest sibling was different from Jeremy. She was a mutant. He saw so much of Klaus in the siblings and wanted to help them.
"Do they have a name?" The eldest, Jeremy asked.
"No. Not yet." Elijah told him. The dark brown haired siblings looked as the second born in amazement.
"You can name her if you wish Elijah." Niklaus' voice rang out. Their heads snapped towards the doorway as he was already holding his firstborn like she was a porcelain doll.
"Really?" Elijah asked his half brother. Klaus nodded with a slight smirk on his face, noticing how deep in thought he was about the name.
"Anastasia. Anastasia Rose." Elijah said after five minutes of looking at the baby and deciding what he thought would be a good name. I mean, this kid was going to have to live with his name.
"Anastasia Rose Mikaelson. It sounds almost strong." Klaus stated as he handed, Anastasia. Klaus vowed that he would do anything to protect these two little girls. Always and Forever.
If only he knew wrong he was.