, in which the old, fated lover of the
original hybrid visits his hometown in seek
of the hybrid himself.
or
, in which nikolay romanoff avenges the
death of his older sister, as well as the rest
of his family by hunting...
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MYSTIC FALLS GROUNDS, 1666
The whispers of the ignite that spread negatively across the tall trees of the woods, and the small huts that were made of weak long strides of grass. Screams of terror, and fear lingered through the woods as small figures ran through huge gaps of fire, hands reached out to the air begging for the grasp of God's grace. There Nikolay Romanoff stood, over viewing the tragedy of his people before he sensed a presence behind him, "Your power, its extravagant. Especially for a siphoner.." he heard the voice ascend from the fire behind him, leaving the stranger with an intrigued stare.
Nikolay's eyes glared at the male up an down, hiding his extreme arousal that the stranger blessed him upon. "Are you the devil? Legend has it, he's as beautiful as a dove, but as fragile as a slug." Nikolay let out with a strong Italian accent, taking small steps closer. Nikolay's detailed speaking showed Niklaus that his interest in poetic art was deep, and long-awaited "Perhaps you may be right. If I may, what's my fragile quality?.." he said staring at Nikolay, and taking one huge gulp as if he didn't want the answer to the question he asked.
Nikolay simply smiled, feeling the wind blowing against his white clear button up and brown leather pants that fit well on his huge brown boots that the male in his coven were constricted to wear "Somehow, your act against my village hasn't angered me. I stare up on the fire and the people burning in it, and all I do is shrug." He turned his body away from Niklaus, letting the fire once more burn in his eyes, feeling the heat waves rush against his skin, he tilt his head up to the stars and closed his eyes, letting the pleasure burst through him.
Soon after his body jumped to the touch of Niklaus, turning his head slightly and feeling the breaths of him on his neck, "I don't know who you are. But perhaps you could be my eternal." He said then with the quickness biting his veins, forcing the blood that spilled from his hand in Nikolay's mouth. Nikolay's strength pushed against Niklaus, trying to spit back out the blood that had already been in his system, "Don't worry my heart, it'll only hurt for a bit." He said then all Nikolay heard was a swoosh before his world came crashing down.
The next day, Nikolay woke up around the smell of burning wood and multiple burned bodies laying around him. He felt a new darkness arising in him, though before standing up fully his eyes glared at a note that fell from his pocket ...
If you feel a sudden rush to feed on one another's blood, don't hesitate. I'll see you in a years to come. - Your Heart.
Nikolay's eyes squinted in confusion. Randomly, a sharp pain in his stomach arose, his groans came from his mouth loudly letting his fingers grasp the fangs that then grew in his mouth. He was a vampire. He rushed himself through the woods, attempting to soon find a body full of fresh blood, and what his eyes came upon he couldn't believe. "Nikolay? Oh my god!"
He found himself hugging his "dead" sister Nyvira, though when her neck almost touched the grasp of his lips his need for blood couldn't control itself. He let the veins from his eyes drop fully before holding Nyvira against a tree, and feeding on her letting his fangs sink in her neck. "Brother! P- please! What's h-happening to you.." she said, gripping Nikolay's shoulder attempting to siphon off of him, though she soon realized his strength was way too strong, and soon enough her eyes closed, marking her death.
When he let her body thud to the floor, his hands covered his mouth as tears dropped from his eyes dearly. He dropped to his knees, cradling Nyvira on his lap, "No. Please, come on wake up, please! Don't leave me here alone.. Vira..?" His tears flooded her pale face, and he let himself sit in her pool of blood before suddenly he felt a random flick in his emotions.
His once huge frown and wet eyes soon turned into just a look of darkness. It was as if there was nothing left, just a body being controlled with the thought of killing. Everything happened so fast, he stood himself up and ascended through the trees, setting out to find the reason for his sisters death. Niklaus Mikealson.
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DISCLAIMERS . even though it already started just wanted to let yall know this story will include gore, maybe a little smut, drug use, explicit language, and rough topics such as su!c!de.
AUTHORS NOTE. hopefully yall like this story! it's been in my mind for so long and i just wanted to relieve myself by finally writing it. ill try to get chapters out every sat. or little small chapters might release whenever! also please recognize that this is only the PROLOGUE, and chapters will be longer, x.
