Always And Forever | The Originals

2: Luna Mikaelson

My life isn't a fairy tale, nor is the story of my family.

I'll take you back to the beginning of my life. My mother put me up for adoption. Though I never got adopted. I got passed around from foster home to foster home until. I was 7 and I finally landed a long term placement with a family who had a son, he was 13. He was pretty cool. He used to skateboard. They were also wolves which were nice because they finally explained to me why I sometimes got really, really angry. And they weren't freaked out when it came to my magic either. They actually encouraged me to practice so I could get control of it.

I lived with them for a long while. They really looked after me. I actually felt like I had a home and I stopped wondering why my mum didn't want me. I never could understand what I did to my mum to make her send me away when I was a newborn. I used to think maybe I cried a lot on that first day and I just wasn't worth it. And none of my placements really answered my questions.

When I was nine I and my brother were walking home he had picked me up from Dance class it was pretty late and our parents were waiting in the car down the road. He got jumped by a group of boys and alls I remember there being a lot of Blood and shouting. Callum my foster brother was shielding me until he was dragged away. They were kids from his school. They kept kicking him and I just remember screaming and magic erupted out of me and the boys who were hurting my brother were thrown away from him.

"Luna." My foster mum held my arms down by my side as she knelt in front of me. "Sweetie it's okay. You're okay." She said pushing my hair back. My foster dad cleaned up the bodies. And my mum explained to me what would happen. They were really kind and gentle with me after that. A few months later I was shipped away to a home. I guess my magic was too much of a danger to them. They helped me through my first full moon before sending me away, that was kind of them. But I was pretty much on my own figuring it out after that. I learnt that I didn't have to turn every full moon which was helpful... I learnt that I was a hybrid which was the reason for that.

I tried to turn, but it hurt a lot but I read the more you turn the easier it is... well it's meant to and now I'm older it definitely paid off. I was 18 and I could turn easily, I say easily breaking all your bones in your body could never be easy but it's less painful.

When I was 13 a big scary man took me from the children's home. I bit him he laughed... I tried to do everything in my power to get away from him but he was strong. He defiantly wasn't human that's for sure. I sat in the back of the car for two hours before I got pulled into a fortress. I had accepted my fate of being kidnapped at this point. I gave this guy like four brain aneurysms and he still continued to drag me around the state until I was locked inside this strange building.

FLASHBACK

"Hayley!" His voice boomed echoing off the concrete walls. I threw him against one of them and turned to run back out the entrance we came through but slim arms wrapped around my waist pulling me back. I looked over my shoulder my eyes glowing as I threw her off of me too. "Stay away from me!" I screamed pushing her to the ground and scrambling to get out. "Please. Luna! Please just listen to us." The women begged. "You kidnapped me!" I shout back at them. "You bit me!" The guy shouted back at me. "You carried me out of there against my will. At midnight!" "Klaus!" The women scolded.

"My sweet girl. I can't believe you're here." "You're crazy," I say back up. "No, Luna it's me. It's your mum." I laughed. This is the sickest joke anyone has ever played on me. And I was sure I was going to die... like certain I was gonna die here. With a crazy lady and her husband Klaus. What type of name is Klaus! "My mum left me. You're not my mum." This can't be happening. I have been through too much for this to be how I die.

"Don't come any closer or I'll rip you apart," I warn her as she took one step towards me to try and hold my arm again. I wanted her to be away from me so I could run the minute I have a chance. 'Klaus was still trying to get up. I kept throwing him at the wall. He seemed stronger than the women and I wanted all the chance I could get to get the hell out of here. I was 13 I had so much more life. I had things I wanted to do. I didn't want to die.