After barely escaping with their lives from the De Martel palace, Kol Mikaelson was lost. More lost than he had ever been. He knew they, he, couldn't keep up that lifestyle forever. On the run, forever looking over his shoulder, afraid that at every turn they could all die. So, instead of staying with his siblings, where a single's moment's peace was never guaranteed, he chose to leave.
Despite his brothers and sisters' desperate pleas, despite their 'always and forever', (one that he was never included in) he left. The truth was that they were never stronger together; together, they were prey. On his own, he would never be able to catch him; far too focused on his hunt for Niklaus.
And so he left. Vow be dammed.
Finding himself again would be better accomplished alone.
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FanfictionAurora, Tristan, Lucien and Sage. But who was Kol's first sired? Enter, Annabelle Liabon. Also recognised as the first heretic. Annabelle Liabon hasn't had the easiest life. Eldest daughter of the Juste Coven leader, hiding a life-altering secret...
