𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒, 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘀.

𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗨𝗘.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘂𝗲𝗱. 𝟭𝟯𝟱𝟮.

NAOMI HAD CAME back home to
show her husband what she had made for him. She had spent hours learning how to weave flower crowns, specifically with his favorite flowers. She wanted to make up for her powers going haywire again. She just couldn't control it.

She calls out for him, only to get no response. She furrows her eyebrows in confusion, the home being eerily quiet instead of the usual soft sound in the background. She walks further into the house, seeing a sight that was one of her biggest fears along with the man that was responsible for this.

The witch drops to her knees, the flower crown falling out of her hand onto the floor beside her while her heart breaks. The sight of her husband covered in blood dripping from his neck, Lucas' eyes still showing fear in them.

She looks up to the man responsible, confusion written all over her face. She knew that Lucas had been looking for ways to kill an original, but she didn't think that his obsession would get him killed. He must have gotten close.

Niklaus gives her a small look, not really caring about how she was feeling because he felt like the man had what was coming to him. He gives her one last look before walking out of the house. She knew better than to try and fight him. In that moment, she promises herself to rein hell on him whether it's on him or his loved ones.

—

𝟭𝟯𝟱𝟲.

         AFTER THIS devastating event occurred Naomi spent her years searching for what she could do to possibly get revenge for her husband. She eventually came to the realization that she couldn't do much to his family. The hybrid even hurts them. He daggers them, cursing the four siblings to loss time.

She had found Lucas' leads and notes on the originals, but they didn't help much due to white oak tree already being long gone and burned. Plus, she wasn't anything but a mere witch. She didn't have the physical strength to fight the hybrid, barely the mental.

With this on her mind along with her last living loved one being gone sent her on a rampage. The witch just couldn't take it anymore. She lashed out on a guy on accident, eventually killing him by pushing him into a chair. He wouldn't leave her home after she constantly told him to do so.

He ultimately broke his neck, making Naomi ran to his body trying to realize what just happened. She couldn't do much before she felt her bones start to crack. First her right arm, then her left, which followed up with her legs breaking along with it. She screamed in horror, she was so scared and in pain.

The pain was too much. It became so overwhelming to the point it made her black out. She woke up naked in the middle of the woods. Four dead bodies laid around her, their necks being ripped open, the eyes of her victims still showing their very last facial expression, fear. She scoots back against a tree in shock, not understanding what had happened. Confused on if she had done this or not.

She had just felt her bones cracking, now she's naked in the middle of the woods? She had only seen this a couple of times before, when she went on her travels to try and follow up on Lucas' leads. It had clicked. She was a... werewolf?

She had never met her parents before. She had only found out she was a witch a couple of years before. She didn't know how this was possible. It didn't take long before a slight look of amazement slowly made it's way onto her face.

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𝟭𝟯𝟱𝟳.

NAOMI HAS SPENT the last year gathering the items she needed to avenge her husband. Her non stop practicing magic, learning to spells, discovering grimoires. Her teaching herself how to control her wolf. That was until she found out he had been unfaithful.

Five years later after that bastard's death, a woman came up to her door asking for him. She had a small child in her hand. The hybrid couldn't believe they were standing before her eyes.

After all she had done for him! The cooking, the cleaning, all the grief she had been feeling because he had died. Even following up on his leads. Only to find out he's been a cheater. She told the woman that he had died, the woman at the door starts to break down in tears. 

Naomi felt for her, but the rage was overclouding that feeling in her heart. Trying to ignore that feeling she invites the woman and child in, even though Lucas was the cause of this pain. She now wanted nothing to do with the bastard or this woman with his apparent offspring.

The witch was so enraged, she even considered killing the woman. But she didn't deserve to die for his actions. So she let them go. After they had left she got to work.

Grabbing her spells and candles anything else she thought she needed. She sat down, crossing her legs over one another and began chanting the spell.

"Da mihi potestatem omnium trium. Lamia, venefica, versipellem. Da mihi potestatem esse potentem. Da mihi potestatem ut pluat etiam in inferno."

She continued with chanting the spell, the hybrid began to float, her pupils turning black instead of the usual blood red, veins crawling under her eyes. She feels herself getting stronger. That was until she felt a slight falter in her magic.

She fell to the ground, passing out because of the overwhelming sense of power. She chose to become the thing Lucas hated the most.

a vampire.

𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲, 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘀.