The Forgotten Mikaelson

Chapter 2 - Reavialings

"Dad?"

His dad looked up to him in disbelivie, like he was some kind of stranger to him. His dad didn't say anything for awhile. He just looked at Stiles. It looked like he was thinking what to say, or ask.

"Are you even my son?" That was the only thing he asked. At that moment Stiles wanted to tell him everything.

"Of course I am." He walked over to his dad and hugged him. Stiles knew this would take time for him to understand all of this, but the only thing his dad needed to know now was that he would always be his son.

After awhile his dad hugged him back. They were like that for sometime and then they pulled away from each other.

Stiles sat down on the other side of the table and looked in his dad's eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he saw confusion and sadness in those eyes.

He waited for his dad to say something, but he was just looking at Stiles. He couldn't blame him. After reading even a one page of that book would give him a headache.

"I know there's a lot to explain and I'll answer all of you're questions if you have them. Wich you probably do." He said and waited.

"Who are you? What are you?" His dad asked, he looked nervous.

Stiles' blood was running. This was the moment, the moment of truth. He looked straight into his dad's eyes. "I'm Gabriel Mikaelson, a Tribrid, and one of the Original vampires." Now he looked down to his hands, waiting for his dad to say something.

He didn't say anything, not for a long time. Carefully Stiles looked up and saw his dad's eyes. They were full of sadness, confusion and fear. Fear was the worst of those things.

Suddenly his dad got up, took the book, and headed up to the stairs. Stiles didn't know what to do. Maybe it would be good for him to read the book by himself? Although there really wasn't anything helpfull there. He was just bracking about his siblings in that book.

There was each chapter for each of his siblings. First was Freya, as she came after him. Then there was Finn, Elijah, Klaus, Kol, Rebekah, and last but not least, little Henrik.

Stiles burrowed his head to his hands. What was he going to do now?

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Flashback-

Gabriel walked through the woods. Watching the green grass grow, brown trees under the blue sky, white clouds in the sky. It was beautiful.

He didn't know how long he walked there, but stopped when he heard crying. He looked over his suroundings trying to find the crying creature. He spotted a boy behind one of the trees. The boy was his baby brother, Klaus.

"Klaus?" Klaus' head snapped up with a terrified look on his face. "Ga-Gabriel?"

"Yeah it's me. Why are you crying, brother?" He said, as he sat down beside Klaus and put his arm around him.

"Father, he-he, punched me in the face." He said as he tried to wipe his tears away.

Gabriel put his another arm around Klaus and pulled him against his chest. "I'm sorry, brother. I should have been there." He said, as he hugged his brother like he was never going to let go.

Mikeal would someday pay for what he had done to his brother.

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Stiles' head snapped up as the memory faded away. It was the first time he saw anything about his siblings. About the ones he hold dear in his heart.