Camille Mikaelsons life is very far from normal
born from transfer spells,magic from the ancestors,and more, Camille Henrika Mikaelson is the magical mystery baby of Kol Mikaelson and Davina Claire, raised right along side Hope, it's now her turn to...
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" Everyone is born with a legacy. Whether it's a legacy of good or evil, violence or peace, everyone has a legacy. Some choose to follow their legacies , some don't. We all have stories we won't tell, but some of us have to live with those stories. My name is Camille Mikaelson, I come from a line of evil,you may have heard the stories of my family, but i don't let my legacy or rumors define me, if anything, it's helped shape me into the woman i am today. The school behind those golden gates protects people like me, with legacies similar to mine, whether it be werewolves, witches, vampires or anything in between, and tonight, on the night of the full moon, we open our gates to someone new."
Camille Mikaelson sat in the back of the truck as her older cousin, Hope Mikaelson sat in the passenger, and headmaster Alaric Saltzman drove. It was her 3rd day at the Salvatore School, herself finally joining in her cousin footsteps of going to that school. Her cousin, who basically was like a sister to her, had been going to the Salvatore School since she was 7, but Camille had never thought of attending, since her mother and father kept her in san francisco, home schooling her. It took many months of pleading her mother and father, but after a while, they agreed.
Camille had been welcomed with open arms, her being the cousin of Hope Mikaelson, her name had some weight to it. It had only been a few days since she had been enrolled when her cousin decided to drag her onto some adventure to recruit a new werewolf to the school, and Camille agreeed, wishing to please her cousin and not wanting to hear her mouth later on.
Camille had jumped out of her train of thought when the car had stopped in front of a church, Camille assuming this was their stop. She opened the door and stepped out the car to see a curly headed boy sitting on the steps, who Hope was staring deeply at.
"Landon?" She heard her cousin say as he replied back with her name in the same questionable tone.
"You two know each other?" She heard the headmaster say after,confusion laced in his voice.
"Long story" Hope had stated.
Yells were heard from inside the church as well as broken glass.
"Yea well it looks like we don't have time for you to tell it, dear cousin" Camille stated as she tried to go up to the door and open it, but the doors were locked.
"Doors are locked, Dr Saltzman?" Camille turned to look at him and Hope, Hope nodding as she stated a spell to open the doors, the locks coming off. Camille nodded in approval at her cousin, a small smile on her face.
"You're gonna want to stay out here, Landon, trust me" Hope said to the curly headed boy, causing Camille to scoff.
"No cmon let him watch, it might be a tad bit funny to see his reaction" Camille said sarcastically as she walked into the church with Alaric and Hope.
The three of them had seen the werewolf on the ground transitioning as the exorcist held a cross to his face, speaking latin as he did so,hoping it would stop it.
