Chapter 1

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    Hi my name is Courtney Mikaelson. Growing up I never had anything or anyone to myself. I always had to share with Hope or I would get in trouble. She grew up with everything I wanted; a mother,a father, in general people who loved her. Me on the other hand grew up with no one by my side. My mother left me with my so-called 'father' because she thought he would protect me. Boy was she wrong. My 'father' never cared about all he cared about was his precious little Hope.

*Flashback* 

    I woke up smiling (which I never do) 'today is my birthday' I thought to myself while smiling. I go to the kitchen and see uncle Elijah "Hi" I said smiling. He ignored me as usual and kept reading. Then I see Hope walk in "Good morning little wolf" said Elijah with a smile which she return as she said good morning back. I walk to the cabinet and get a bowl of cereal. Hayley walks in and gives me her regular morning glare. I roll my eyes as I eat my breakfast. After I was done I went to my aunt Freya " Aunt Freya do you think you can teach me some magic today please? I ask her.

"Not now I'm busy" she said "Aunt Freya can we go for a walk please?" asked Hope "Of course just let me get a sweatshirt" Freya said with a smile. I frown and walk into the compound and see Aunt Rebekah. " Aunt Bekah, can we go shopping?"  I ask her "I'm busy right now maybe later" she smiles she always says later but for me later never comes. It went on like that the whole day I'd ask them to spend time with me and they shut me down.

"But then I heard something "Happy Birthday Hope" said my dad, smiling as she blew out the candles. My heart broke, tears streamed down my face. The fact that it wasn't even Hope's birthday hurt more than anything but it's nothing I wasn't used to. Then and there I decided I was done. I grabbed all the things I had which wasn't much and packed it all into a bag. I wrote letters to all of them and then left. 

Dear Elijah, 
         Ever since I was born I've always admired you. You're the noble one of course I adored but you ignored me, never even acknowledged my existence after I turned 8 because you were always too busy or at least that's what you told me. I told myself that you were busy and I started to believe it after a while. But now I realize you never loved me. I was stupid enough to believe that I was actually apart of always and forever but I now know that always and forever for me was and always will be bullshit
Sincerely, 
Your former niece Courtney 

Dear Rebekah,
              You always took Hope shopping anytime she asked, I always dreamed of the day you'd ask me to go shopping but obviously that day never came. You never thought to ask me if I wanted to go with you. You always wanted a child and that could've been me. You knew how everyone treated me and you did nothing to stop it.
Sincerely, 
Your former niece Courtney 

Dear Freya,
          I always dreamed of the day you'd ask me if I wanted you to teach me a spell. You always asked Hope if she needed help with her magic. You never even thought that I might've needed your help controlling my magic. Before I realized you never loved me I thought of you as my mother and well we all know how you feel about me.
Sincerely,
Your former niece Courtney

Dear Kol,
          I never actually met you because you and Davina were traveling the world. I always wanted to meet you, but you were preoccupied with Hope and getting to know her. I always believed that we would connect because we felt the same things maybe at different eras but we both know no matter what the feeling of being not enough will stick with us forever just because of the people that are supposed to love us but instead they made us feel worthless and singled out. 
Sincerely, 
Courtney Mikaelson

Dear 'Father',
          I grew up never knowing you and honestly I could care less you always talked about how horrible Mikael was for what he did to you. The thing about that is you'd say how bad he was but then turn around and do it to me. You made me feel worthless, like I deserved nothing. You always had time for Hope no matter what but when it came to me you were always too busy. At first I thought you were too busy but I realized after I turned 12 that you never have loved me and never would.

You always praised Hope no matter what. I always tried to compete with Hope but after a while I registered the fact that you'd never praise me no matter how good I would do on tests or at school. But what hurt the most was when you'd praise her art and would never even glance at mine. The funny thing is, every painting she showed you she stole from my room. I knew you'd never believe me so I got a camera and had it recorded at all times. It shows that hope would take my art and not only that but all the things she blamed me for stealing from her and a very interesting call between Hayley and a certain Tyler Lockwood. It's really interesting. It was shocking at first but at the end everything makes sense.

Another thing you always claimed Hope as the most powerful Mikaelson, boy were you wrong. On my tenth birthday you all went out celebrating it like it was Hope's birthday. I was alone like every single one of my birthdays and a woman in her late thirties early forties came into my room. We looked a lot alike and she told me who she was, spoiler alert she's my mother she told me that she was sorry that she left me with you but she had to. She thought that you'd protect me. 

Look how well that turned out. Back to the point she told me what/who I was. My mother is the Scarlet Witch,  You are the original hybrid and my mother's dad, my grandfather is Lucifer making me a tribrid who's also part scarlet witch and archangel. Funny isn't it you always thought I was the weak one and it turns out not only I am the strongest Mikaelson but also the strongest thing in the world too. Funny how life works isn't it. Well goodbye, have a great life with you golden child good luck in life.
Sincerely, 
Your former daughter Courtney 

I set the letters down as a tear slides down my cheek and walk out of the compound and get into the taxi and it drives me to the airport. I feel tears stream down my face as I see the city I once loved pass me. Goodbye New Orleans 

*End of flashback*

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