"There was this witch once in the 1600s who went mad. She was so powerful that no one could stop her. People believe she used dark magic to stay young since she lived for centuries. But in the 1900s, no one heard a thing from her. People said she di...
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"Try to do a locator spell, Astrid," Ester asked her daughter. The year is 1001, and Astird is practicing her magic. Her mother believes she will be one of the most powerful witches there ever was once she gets the hang of her magic
Astrid looked around to see if she could find an item that belonged to her older brother Niklaus, who was probably in the forest.
"Phasmatos Tribum, Nas Ex Veras, Sequitas Sanguinem." The candle's flames rouse up, Astrid could feel the magic running through her. She saw a vision of Niklaus in the forest with Henrik. But Henrik is bleeding from his chest. Claw marks. Niklaus was carrying him. Astrid snapped out from her vision quickly and stared at her mother.
"Henrik....mother....he's-he's bleeding... and Niklaus is carrying him," Astrid stuttered. A single tear running down her cheek
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"FATHER!" Niklaus screams as he's running toward the home of the mikaelsons in the village. Astrid runs out to see if the thing she saw really happened, and she did. Esther and Elijah ran towards Henrik and Niklaus.
"No,no,no,what happened?" Ester cried out as she looked at Niklaus
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Niklaus sobbed
"The werewolfs...." Astrid mumbled as she looked at her youngest brother.
"There must be away, you must save him," Esther pleaded with Ayana. The Bennett witch
Ayana took Henriks hand and asked the spirits to help the lifeless boy. "The spirits will not give us away, Esther. Your boy is gone. " Ayana looked at her friend. Esther looked back with a look of a mother who had just lost one of her children.
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"Father, what's going on?" Astrid asked her father as he said all of them needed to drink a mixture from their mother. Astrid took a big sip of her mothers potion.
"It's just a potion to keep all of you safe," Mikeal answered. But that was not the case. Esther had used dark magic to make the immortality spell. Creating the first vampires.
And before Astrid knew it, Mikeal drove his sword through Astrids stomach. As Mikael pulled it out, blood started to run down Astrids stomach. She looked at her father with a shocking look. "Father...." Was the only thing Astrid managed to say before everything went black.
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Hours later, Astrid woke up. She looked around to see that she was alone in her family's home. Astrid looked at her stomach. Not a single mark from where Mikael stabbed her. Not a scratch. Astrid quickly became hungry. Bloodthirsty. What had happened? And why was she so hungry. She walked out from her family's home to see that her siblings were eating people. Drinking their blood. Astrid saw Rebekah not far away drinking blood from a man's neck. She smelled the blood. The smell was dragging her towards Rebekah and the man. Astrid couldn't help herself anymore. She dug her fangs right in the man's neck, drinking the last of his blood. As the sisters let go of the man, his dead body fell to the ground. Both Rebekah and Astrid had blood all over their faces. All of the mikaelson children were now vampires. This was just the start of the vampires. And Astrid was just not a vampire. She was a heretic. The original heretic. First of her kind. Esther was almost right. Astrid wouldn't just become one of the most powerful witches in the world, no. She would become one of the most powerful creature in the world.
