Amelia Grace Mikaelson.
An original, a ruthless, cold, manipulative, murderous monster to those who had only ever heard of her.
But what stood out the most to those who did not know her was, that she in fact, wasn't a Mikaelson by blood.
Amelia Mi...
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Chapter One: "Hello Nicklaus,"
Hayley jumped backwards with a small gasp as the unknown woman's eyes snapped open after almost an hour of waiting. She stumbled even further back as she sat upright in the coffin, gasping and holding her neck.
"What the hell..." The pregnant woman whispered, catching the originals attention. Amelia's head quickly turned towards her, confused as to who she was and more importantly, where she was.
"Who might you be?" The original asked, making her way out of the confined space and towards the woman.
"It's a long story involving booze and Klaus." She answered quickly, she had no idea if this woman would hurt her or her baby. "Who are you?" Hayley asked.
"I'm Amelia." She answered shortly. Amelia eyed this girl up and down, she didn't seem like the type of person who would be involved in the Mikaelson family.
"Elijah told me about you, you're Rebekah's wife, right?" Amelia only hummed, staring down at the girl's stomach. She could hear a strange noise.
"How do you know Klaus?" Amelia asked, moving her gaze around at the dark dungeon she seemed to be in.
"I'm sort of carrying some mystical, magical baby. Your brothers baby." Amelia raised an eyebrow, how much had she missed? "Which brings me to the reason I took this thing out of you." Hayley said, holding up the dagger Klaus had used to subdue her.
"Which is?" Amelia asked.
"I want to go to the French quarter, Klaus's won't let me. I was hoping you could tag along, but maybe stay out of sight. Marcel is weary about the originals being back in town." Amelia was shocked. The only thing the French quarter meant was she was back in New Orleans, and the fact Marcellus is alive. She thought he'd died, long ago.
"Perhaps on the way, you can fill me in on everything that is going on." Hayley only nodded, leading them both out of the cold space.
Hayley's little night time stroll didn't go as planned, considering the fact she was attacked by three vampires.
Now, though, despite the pregnant woman's request, Amelia waited for her opportunity to strike. Just seeing Klaus made her blood boil.
"Does anyone have anymore questions? No? Good. Because I have a question." Klaus said, moving around the body he had placed by the front door. "Hayley, what were you doing in the bloody French quarter, in the first place?"
