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BTW THIS WILL CONTAIN SOME ABUSE AND TORTURE MOMENTS, IT WILL BE A LITTLE GORY, SO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT, JUST SKIM THROUGH IT.
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Some people don't know who I am, well let me tell you. I am the daughter of the First Hybrid, no I'm not that annoying little wolf's daughter. I am Nicklaus Mikaelson's first daughter, (Y/N) Mikaelson. I was sixteen when I was turned by my grandmother. I was born before my father and uncles and aunt turned into the first vampires, but my grandmother had wanted to change me as well, so she did. I have lived for a thousand years and happy with being the only child our family has ever had. I was the center of attention, my father's pride and joy.
My mother had died a little after I turned and my father and I had mourned and cried and screamed at the universe to bring her back, but the Ancestors didn't listen. I also learned that my mother's magic was passed down to me, so I am the only vampire, werewolf, and witch hybrid that had ever existed. My father and uncles and aunt and I have ran from town to town to coming over to America to escape from my vile grandfather who wants my father's and I's head chopped off. We were traveling one day and saw a young slave boy being beaten and my father and I interfered and took him with us. We named him Marcel.
Marcel was a little bit younger than I was, but I always watched out for him. My father cared for Marcel like a son and me like a brother. Marcel always knew though that no matter how much love he gave to him, he knew Nicklaus will always love me first. More years later, and we have traveled everywhere and settled down in New Orleans. My family and Marcel and I made the town our home and safe haven. The music, the drinks, the laughter, the celebrations made everything come to life. Before we knew it though, we had to run from our home again and we thought we lost Marcel.
Father and I were devastated, it took us years before we could even say his name again. We visited Mystic Falls for a while while meeting the doppelgangers Elena and Katerina, also the Salvatore brothers. We had heard that somebody by the name of Jane-Anne Deveraux was wanting to meet with my father, so my family had now returned home to find Marcel in charge of the vampires. We now live in our family home with my family keeping watch on everything, the werewolves in the bayou, the night walkers roaming the streets and the witches practicing their magic. There is just one little problem, we now have a wolf that my father knocked up and she is now pregnant with my father's child.
That made me want to tear some hearts out. My father was having another child and it wasn't with my mother. Her name is Hayley and apparently her family is werewolf royalty around the french quarter. My uncle Elijah and aunt Rebekah wanted to show Nicklaus that having this child will give our family hope. That is what made me so angry and upset. Was I not enough for my family, they always say family is power; always and forever.Ever since then Haley has been living with our family.
The witches thought they could make my father weak by taking Hayley and me. Hayley was forced to go into her labor and deliver the baby while I was being held by their magic on the wall. I could hear my father's roar; loud and painful that's what it sounded like. My father busted through the church and tore the head off of a man. He was trying to go after the witches but they pinned him up on the wall next to me. He was screaming at the witches to let Hayley go and that they will end up dead. Hayley gave birth and out comes a little girl, another little daughter. My heart broke when I saw her, of course my father had his eyes on the little girl and the next thing you know, the witches slit Hayley's throat.
My father screamed for her while I was just shocked. The witches took the baby and snapped my neck and my father's. When I woke up I saw my father and uncle holding Hayley; mourning. My uncle put her up onto the table and we left to find the baby. We went to the graveyard and searched but everywhere we went was the same place before. They had caste a spell for us to distract us so we couldn't find the child. We were in one of monoliths and we heard a voice behind us, and there stood Hayley alive and covered in her own blood.
She had told us that she can feel the child, which meant that she died with the baby's blood in her system. She was in transition, and she would become a hybrid. We had finally found the child and before the witches could kill her Marcel intervened and took the child. After the witches attack, they decided to send the child away. I was more then overjoyed because maybe my father would love me more than the child. Even after a couple of months, my father became more agitated towards me and didn't even want anything to do with me.
Yet, when my grandmother and grandfather came back we had to run again just to protect this child. We had defeated our grandparents and now we have Kol, Finn, and even apparently my lost aunt Freya. They were happy to be together but walls were still built up between some of us, but soon we found that they are the same when I was younger. We were finally happy, well except me... Everyone, even Finn and Kol and Freya were infatuated with the little annoying child Hope.Finn and Kol and Davina and Freya have been helping with my magic, since I haven't learned that much before. Now I am more powerful then ever.
I was enjoying my day until Hayley had to go with Elijah and Rebekah to the bayou and she needed someone to watch Hope. They told me to do it since I was the only one home. I took the child and they left in a hurry. I put the child down so she could paint and went to the kitchen to grab a drink when I heard a smash. I went to the living room and found a bunch of rogue werewolves, vampires, and witches holding Hope. I immediatetly went after them using my claws ripping out hearts and my magic to block the witches and knock them out. One of them however snuck up behind and staked me through the chest.
I slowly fell while I felt my body slowing beginning to weaken. My vision blurred and the last noise I heard and saw was Hope yelling for me and being taken away. It was a few moments later when I was awoken by Kol and Rebekah, and everyone else was here wondering what happened. My father and Hayley screamed at me asking what happened. I have never had father yell at me like he was doing now. It stung, but I kept my tears at bay and told them it was a rogue group of werewolves, vampires, and witches that took her. My family slowly stood up and started walking out and Kol and Rebekah helped me stand and take me over to the couch.
Kol got me a blood bag and Rebekah was comforting me, I didn't even notice that I was crying and I was covered in blood. My father and Hayley came back with the rest of my family all of them covered in blood, the ones with the most were my father and Hayley. Hayley gave me a displeasing look while my father glared dangerously at me. I didn't even look away but my emotions were becoming harder to control and so was my magic.
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO KEEP HER SAFE!" my father screamed at me. I didn't say anything just kept staring.
"She is my daughter and you were supposed to keep her safe no matter what, and you couldn't even do that!" Hayley yelled while she put Hope and wandered over to Camille.
I glared dangerously at her and my fists were clenched and beginning to shake. "It was our responsibility to keep her safe (Y/N), you know that!" My uncle Elijah yelled at me. I finally had enough, I stood up with while everyone was looking at me closely with Rebekah and Kol on both sides of me."ANSWER ME!" My father screamed.
I finally screamed out everything building inside of me and my magic burst, "BECAUSE I DON'T GIVE A BLOODY HELL ABOUT THAT CHILD! EVER SINCE THIS PATHETIC WOLF CAME INTO OUR HOME WITH YOUR CHILD, YOU HAVE TREATED ME LIKE I WAS NOTHING. LIKE I WAS SCUM AT THE BOTTOM OF YOUR BOOT! ALL OF YOU, HAVE LEFT ME OUT AND MADE ME ALONE!"
The wind was howling and glass was shattering everywhere, my family tried to dodge the glass and Camille tried to cover Hope. My father and I stared each other down with tears slipping down my cheeks and his barely even showing.
"MAYBE BECAUSE HOPE ISN'T TROUBLE, SHE GAVE ME A NEW LIFE, SHE GAVE ME THE HAPPINESS I NEEDED THAT YOU NEVER COULD. WHEN YOUR MOTHER DIED I COULDN'T EVEN LOOK AT YOU, I WANTED YOU GONE," he screamed back at me.
My heart slowly crumbled, and the next words that came out of my mouth, I know I will regret them forever, "You have become like Mikael, vile and cruel," I said stepping close enough to him.
The next thing I knew... my heart had stopped my father turned a little and then I felt my cheek stung and I flew back. He had hit me, my father had hit me like his did to him.
My family was all in shock, even Hayley. I grabbed onto my cheek and looked at my father disgusted with tears pouring out.
He screamed at me, "I WISH YOU WERE DEAD LIKE YOUR MOTHER!"
That is when my heart had stopped. My family looked at me like a kicked puppy. That was when I just had enough. My father looked at me with an angry expression until it turned to sorrow. I had enough, so I did the only thing I could think of; I snapped their necks with my magic. All of them except Camille and Hope, and I ran away from the home and family that I thought loved me.
I took my father's vehicle and drove to Marcel's loft. I was pissed and upset and right now I needed a family member who actually loved me. I parked the vehicle and got out with tears in my eyes and my vision was becoming hazy. I walked into the main living room part and there was Davina reading a grimoire, until she looked up at me. She closed her book and walked over to where I was.
"(Y/N) what's wrong, what happened?" Davina asked anxiously. I couldn't even speak without breaking down, my breath was becoming short and labored.
"Hey, Shh Shh, it's alright just breathe," she said as she rubbed my arms to try to calm myself.
That is when Marcel walked in, and let me tell you, when someone made me upset, Marcel was the first one to always be there besides my father. "(Y/N) what's wrong, why are you crying, whoever did this, I will beat the hell out of them!" Marcel said as he pulled me into a hug. "It was my father," I said quietly. Marcel looked at me shocked and angry. I looked into his eyes and that's when he completely lost it when he saw my cheek. He carefully grabbed my face and looked at the bruise that was forming.
"He hit you!" Marcel said shocked and angry. I couldn't even speak, I just nodded my head slightly. That angered Marcel more, "I am going to kill him!" he said getting angrier. "Marcel, please!" I said trying to calm myself and him. Marcel looked at me, slowly extinguishing his anger.
"I need out of the French Quarter, hell I need out of New Orleans. I need away from my family, the home that I thought loved me. I just can't take it here anymore, the whore of a wolf came into my family, thinking she will be accepted and then she had Hope. She had a girl, which means they would love her more. They treated her like she is something special, that she could make our family whole. She tore my father away from me, its's time I get to do what I want. It's my turn to let loose," I said thinking of an idea.
"I'll take you anywhere you want to go, just name the place," he said giving me a slight smile. I looked at him and gave him a mischievous smirk. I knew the perfect place to let out my anger and frustration.
"Marcel, have you ever heard about a town named Mystic Falls?" I asked.