The Young Mikaelson (Sequel to A New Beginning)

Give Me a Chance

Here I am, at Rousseau's, at 7, and Davina is still not here.

Where the hell is she? Everyone in the French Quarter knows I don't like to be kept waiting.

Tapping my fingers on the table I was sitting at, I looked out the window next to me. The cobblestone streets were quiet; there was complete silence. And no one was walking on the streets. That was unusual in this time of day.

"Konner," Cammie came over from the bar to greet me.

I looked at her and forced a small smile, "Hey Cammie."

"Uh, can I get you anything?"

"No, I'm waiting for someone. Thanks, though."

She nodded and then bit her lip, "Um, how is Klaus doing?"

I was expecting this question from her. Before Caroline, her and my uncle had a brief, off-and-on fling. Even though she knows Klaus and Caroline were together, it was completely obvious that she still cared for him.

"He is the same, ruthless hybrid he has always been," I replied, smirking at her.

She nodded her head a few times, "Uh, t-that's good," she cleared her throat, feeling completely awkward, "Well, if you need anything, let me know."

"Thanks, Cammie. I'll send my uncle your greetings."

She opened her mouth, to quickly shut it, and walked away.

Poor Cammie. I feel for her; I really do, but Klaus is way over her. She should settle for Marcel. He seems to be a decent enough guy for her.

A bell chimed near the door, bringing me out of my thoughts. I felt the same presence I did before when I saw Davina earlier; the presence of a witch. I turned my head in that direction to find that I was indeed right; it was Davina.

She stood in the doorway, wearing a light brown dress and knee-length boots; her natural curly hair flowing down her shoulders. Her arms were crossed in front of her as she rolled her eyes.

"Well, are you going to stare at me all day or are we going to go?"

I smirked and got up from the table to adjust my shirt, then walked past her to hold the door out for her, "Ladies first."

Again with an eye roll, she scoffed and walked out of the building.

"Where is the location of our destination?" I asked, putting my hands in my pocket as I stepped out onto the street.

Davina shot me a glare, "We're not in the 1800's. People don't talk like that anymore."

She becomes more snobby every time I am around her. I'll have to change that.

I chuckled, "My apologies-an old habit I've picked up from my father. Where are we headed?"

She turned right and started walking down a secluded road, "You'll see."

A few minutes went by of complete, awkward silence. Maybe I should say something?

"I have a question," I started, expecting her to say some snarky comment, but didn't get one, "Why are you helping me if you hate me so much?"

A few seconds passed. "I don't hate you....it's just that you're a Mikaelson."

"So let me get this straight," I said taking this all in, "You hate me just because my last name is Mikaelson?"

Davina sighed, "Like I just said, I don't hate you."

This makes no sense. AT ALL.

"What has my family done to you to hate us so much?"

She stopped walking and looked at me sternly, "Before your family came here, life was normal. There were no fights or blood spilled between the supernatural. And that's just it. When your family came, from who knows where, they caused the whole French Quarter to be in complete chaos; they just took it over like they owned it and everyone in it. Marcel was running this place just fine before Klaus declared himself 'king'. "

Since I was so young, I didn't remember of how we came to New Orleans; but my father told me briefly of how when they first became vampires, they came over from Europe and first settled the French Quarter and they returned here after my birth.

I never knew the other side of the story; I've only heard my family's perspective. Now that I think about it, they pretty much disrupted this city's calm lives when they returned. Although, I didn't think my family ruined everything or caused chaos. To me, they made people's lives here better. But, I am determined to make this girl not hate me just because of what my family has done. I love my family and all, but I didn't accompany them with their actions regarding this settlement here.

"Davina," I smoothly started, her name rolling off of my tongue, "I'm sorry for the harm my family has caused you and this town, but I had no part in their actions. I was only a baby when we arrived here. And since look nearly my age, that tells me that there was no way for you to remember anything during that time as well. So you must have been told these things. But that doesn't matter. I don't want you to hate me; I want us to get to know each other personally, not from what we've heard from other people. So-," I paused, "Please give me a chance to know you. That's all I'm asking."

Davina stared blankly into my eyes, not saying anything. It was impossible for me to read her emotions, especially since she was a witch, I couldn't work any magic to find out. I am not that experienced with that anyway.

Finally she opened smiled slightly. "Ok. I'll give you a chance, but once you get to know me, you might regret it."

I laughed slightly, "Same here, princess."

She giggled, shaking her head and started walking again.

We talked about random things; from my upcoming decision that would change my life forever to situation and friendship with Marcel.

Finally, we appeared in front of a graveyard.

"We're here," she said softly.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure stepped out of the dark, from behind a tall gravestone, and started walking towards us.

"Ah, Nathaniel, I have been expecting you. Thank you, Davina for bringing him to me."

My eyes grew wide. It can't be. The voice I have dreamed of and feared practically my whole life coming from right in front of me.

A few steps later, a figure of a man emerged from the darkness,

"Hello, my grandson. We finally meet in the flesh."

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