Prologue

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Henrik Niklaus Mikaelson , was the second child Klaus Mikaelson had, the younger brother to Hope Andrea Mikaelson and that is all he would ever be

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Henrik Niklaus Mikaelson , was the second child Klaus Mikaelson had, the younger brother to Hope Andrea Mikaelson and that is all he would ever be.

The only thing people saw his for was he fact that he was a Mikaelson, that his sister was this badass monster killer and that his father was Klaus.

No one cared about him- no one cared that he loved painting just as much as Hope did, maybe more, no one cared about that fact that he too had lost his parents- no one cared about the fact that he was pretty darn powerful himself...

Hope did care for him, how could she not? He was her baby brother after all. But with everything going on it was hard for her to find time to actually have a heart to heart conversation with Henrik, hard to find time for their daily painting sessions, their movie nights- she had no time for him.

And it was alright. He understood that she had a lot going on. And all he could do was stand by her side and be here for her when everything was over- when she was fine.
And he was prepared to follow her to their deaths because that's just how much he loved his sister.

So when he jumped into Malivore for her, he did not expect to wake up in a forest, middle of California. Where strange supernatural occurrences have been happening.

And he knew he had to find a way back to his Sister- and his family.
Ha had to make sure nothing else ever hurts her again.

And then he met them, a teen Wear-wolf, he was alright- and the werewolf's HUMAN, best friend- who just so happened to be one of the most annoying loyal and Geeky hyperactive doppelgänger he had even seen, or heard of.

And he knew deep down that her blood would be the way for him to get back.
And he tried to get if at first- but the he just. He just couldn't.

He was a fool he knew, he was a fool to fall in love with a doppelgänger, oh what would his father say? Who would his family say?
But they weren't here-
she was.
And she was the one who held him as he cried his heart out- and comforted him.
She was the one who made him love himself again.
Made him want to be better- better for himself and not just her.

And now he didn't know what to do anymore.

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