Chapter 1

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My name is Ana Northern but everyone knows me as Ana Mikaelson. I'm an original hybrid along with my best friend Niklaus.

I have four older brothers: Edward the oldest, Harold,Edward's twin, younger by two minutes,they both have a combination of light brown hair during the summer and dark,dirty blond,short and straight hair and freckles, they look alike but have a different eyes colour,Harold has emerald green eyes while Edward has black eyes , George has green eyes, red curls and freckles, he looks a lot like father except his red hair, his hair is like my mother's brother,he is younger then Edward by four years,he is looks a lot like father, and Chester, he has light blue eyes and dark brown hair, thin with a somewhat athletically toned muscular structure and has pale skin, is younger than me by 4 years,he is the only one who love me and didn't blamed me for mother's death, he is my little brother and I always have been overprotective over him and Niklaus. I am the third child and the only girl in the Northern family.Each one of us have a talent Edward, for example was unbelievable at sword, Harold has an unimaginable talent to draw, George showed his incredible talent at dance over the years was extraordinary at writing,Chester have a rare talent for writing poems ,and I,I can sing.

My mother died three years after Chester was born, when I was seven years old. They had always blamed me for mother's death and treat me like a piece of cloth.

Chester was to little to realise that our mother wasn't coming back. The next day after father buried her Chester asked me where is mother and when will she come back, I didn't know what to do,what to tell him. All I could do was hug him. I held him tightly in my arms and start crying, and he told me to stop crying because she will come back to us. She died trying to save me by giving me her powers, this is why my father and brothers hate me so much.

The one who have always been there when I needed him is my best friend Niklaus, he have always been there to make me get over my mother's death, to try to cheer me up whenever my father was being a brute with me, to hold me every night I had nightmares because of my family, to take care of me. When my own family turned their back to me he had always been there to protect me and save me, and give me hope to continue,to tell me I am not alone and as long as he lives on this earth I will never be alone, and it was the same for him.

He is the person I love, trust and care the most, he is my only family.

Most of the time I was with the Mikaelsons ,especially Niklaus and this is why my father acused me for being a slut,he had always found a reason to beat me and sometimes lock me in our family cellar, leaving me there for days without any drop of water or a piece of bread.

Niklaus,Esther,Elijah,Kol,Finn,Rebekah and Henrick knew about this and wanted to help me but they couldn't do anything because of Mikael.

Even though I was so little when my mother died, I still have some vague memories of her in my mind. She was so beautiful, she had long brown curls that reached about her waist , big grey eyes, plumb rose lips,long eyelashes and perfect features.

She was, gentle, intelligent, happy, always with a smile on her lips, she had a wonderful voice, she would always sing to me when I couldn't sleep because of a storm or the howlings of werewolves in the full moon nights.She was a different kind of werewolf, not like the ones in the village, she was half werewolf and half witch.

Her eyes were glowing red on every full moon and she could control herself.

Esther told me I am just like her, the same features, the same character as her except the colour of my eyes, I have brown eyes while she had grey. She was protective over me and my brothers, she wouldn't let anything happen to us. Sometimes I like to think about my mother and what would be like if she was here now .

Esther and loved me, raised me and treat me like her daughter, she promised my mother before she died to protect me and my family,and that she wouldn't let anything happen us. The whole Mikaelosn family loved me and treated me like I was part of the family. But that has changed when Henrick was killed by a werewolf, even if that werewolf wasn't part of my family, Mikael started to hate me along with all the werewolves.

He wanted power, he wanted to be something more dangerous, more powerful than werewolves so he told Esther what he want and in that night, at the dinner he gave his each one of his children a glass of wine, they were suspicious at first because their father never let them drink wine but they shrugged it off, but what they didn't know was that in the wine was the Tatia's blood.

After they drank the wine, Mikael shoved a dagger in the heart of each one of them, killing them. Esther didn't knew my mother gave me her powers when she died, she belived that I had no supernatural powers so she came to me,took me in the forest and gave me to drink something, I looked in the glass to see what is there and it was wine.

She told to drink it quickly and I drank it and the next thing I know was I had a dagger in my stomach, she said that I am going to thank her for this and left. I dropped to my knees and put a hand on the dagger, blood was coming out from my mouth.

I grabbed the handle of the dagger an took it out of my stomach. I screamed in pain, was in the middle of the forest I knew nobody could hear me. I put a hand over the wound and pressed to stopped bleeding. I didn't feel pain anymore,i looked down and see the wound...healed,I was surprised,and I did the first thing that came into my mind, I run, and I didn't stopped untill I was home.

When my brothers saw me they were staring at my full of blood dress with wide eyes, they were terrified and worried, Chester came out of nowhere running towards me with tears in his eyes, they all woke up to the reality and run towards me and asked me what happend. I told them that someone stabbed me in the forest and Esther healed my wound with her magic. I didn't want a fight between my family and the Mikaelsons. The next second my father heard her names leaving my lips he walk towards me and started screaming:

,,I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM THE MIKAELSON FAMILY!!,, He screamed in my face, pulling me by my hair and throw the to the ground.

He didn't listen to my brothers who begged him to leave me alone as he grabbed my arm and dragged me to the lake. It was the first time they've ever defended me .

I apologized and begged him to let me go but he didn't listen to me or them. He knew I couldn't swim, that is why I nearly died the first time, when my mother saved me. He put a hand on the back of my head and push my head in the water. I started screaming and bubble of oxygen from my mouth were going to the surface, my arms were flying everywhere trying to find something I could take and hit him,but there was nothing more than grass. I was running out of the oxygen and I just stopped, I stopped moving hoping he would leave me there and leave, but I forgot that he could hear my heartbeats.He throw me into the water and leave completely, I was drowning. I start to move my arms and legs like my brothers showed me when I was five. My legs and arms were flying everywhere.

I manage to take my head out at the surface and struggle to take some breaths and scream for help. My brothers were standing there doing nothing but staring at me.Chester wanted to come and save me but Harold and George held him back.

I went back in the water I closed my eyes and gave up, I started breathing and stopped moving. My lungs were filled with water and I felt like I was flying. It was a pressure in my head and I couldn't fight anymore. I open my eyes,blinked a couple of times and then darkness took me.

Hi everyone! So this is my first fanfiction. I hope you like the first chapter and hope that you'll like the other ones too. I'm sorry for the mistakes and thank you for reading,feel free to comment and if you like it vote for it...Thanks!I know the beginning is a little eehh...but it would get better,I promise!!!





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