She may be the youngest, but she'd be damned if she's the weakest.
Brynn Mikaelson doesn't want much out of life. She spends her days in New Orleans with her best friends and stays out of the way of her older siblings.
But when she gets called to...
Authors Note: There are no words to explain how sorry I am that I've been MIA this past month. I've been having really bad anxiety lately and I also have type one diabetes and abdominal migraines - it's like a really bad stomach ache; explaining it would take forever- and my mental state just really isn't there. But don't worry! I'm okay and getting back on track, but it just took me a little while.
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✨ "sometimes you have to be done. Not upset, not made, just done." ✨
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When Brynn finally settled down - whenever and wherever that may be- she was getting a big house. She didn't care about whether it would be "homey" or not; she wanted something big and flashy, just like her personality.
As she looks around Katherines temporary home, she scrunches her nose in distaste. Although Damon knows he should be watching Katherine and looking for the cure, Brynn held his attention.
It was amazing the things you could learn from watching someone's facial expressions. Especially Brynn's.
"Stop dilly dallying and find it." Brynn snaps, giving Katherine a good shove.
Yep, there was his Brynn that he knows and loves.
The brunette stumbles, sending the Original a glare as Rebekah and Damon - after he finished getting his fill of his delicious girlfriend - start looking around the living room.
Brynn isn't an idiot. She knows she can't trust Katherine, which is why she never takes her eyes off of her as she walks over to a wooden bookcase.
She pulls out a safe, eventually reaching her hand inside, rummaging around, obviously collecting the cure.
As soon as Katherines eyes widen, Brynn knew something was wrong. Apparently so did Rebekah and Damon, because both of them slowly move forward.
"It's gone. The cure. It was in the safe, but it's not there."
Brynn snorts. "Oh please. You really expect us to believe that?"
"I swear it was in the safe." She insists.
"Katherine, darling, it's simple : we don't believe you. Everyone of us here knows you're a lying, manipulative bitch who does whatever she can to survive. Isn't that what you always say?" Brynn coughs, lowering her voice and making it raspier as she mimics Katherine. "I'm a surviver. I'll do whatever it takes."
