**Note***
New story!!!
Warnings:
Cursing
Bloody
Disturbing stuff like murder, kidnapping, death, etc
PTSD, Anxiety, Depression, OCD, and other health stuff
Suicide, self harm, suicidal thoughts and possibly more.Also I do not own TMR, TW, TO, or TVD
***3rd POV With the Mikaelsons***
The Mikaelsons were all sitting around a table, having a family dinner. Hope was sitting by her father, who was at the head of the table. Next to Hope was Rebekah, then Marcel next to her, then Keelin, and then Freya at the other side of the head of the table. Across from Hope was her mom, Elijah, Kol, and Davina. Everyone was talking, smiling, and for once getting along when suddenly Hope fell onto the floor unconscious.
***Hopes' POV***
A little boy, around 4 or 5, is running around a big-sized living with a man in flannel and a leather jacket running behind him picking him up and spinning him around. The kid laughed loudly, full of happiness.
"Gotcha Mischief!" The man says as he puts the kid down with a big smile on his face. A man sitting on the couch laughs while a red haired little girl, who looks to be around 4 or 5, is playing with his hair. Sitting down at a coffee table is a little boy with black hair, who looks to be about 8, painting a figurine with a bright smile on his face. Three little boys also come running in, laughing loudly. Two of the little boys have light brown hair, one looks to be 5 or 6 and the other looks to be about 5 or 6 as well. The third little boy has blonde hair and looks to be about 4 or 5 as well.
"Uncle Dean-O No!!" The kid says laughing. A beautiful pregnant lady walks in from the kitchen with a man behind her, bothing having bright smiles.
"Mom! Dad!" The little boy yells as he runs towards them, hugging his mom.
***3rd POV/Mikaelsons***
Hope wakes up with a gasp. Klaus is down on the floor holding her head in his arms.
"Hope are you okay?" He asks her. Hope looks at everyone and makes eye contact with Freya.
"I had a vision of a little boy and who I believe is their family," Hope says. The Mikaelsons look around confused. Freya walks over to Hope and bends down grabbing her wrist gently. Freya's eyes go white for a few moments before returning to normal. Her eyes widen as she looks at Klaus.
"You have a son Niklaus" Freya tells him. Everyone sits in shock.
"What?" Klaus says with wide eyes.
"You have a son, he is 17, a year younger than Hope," Freya tells them. The Mikaelsons stand there in shock.
"Can you, can you find my son?" Klaus asks as he stands up, helping Hope up as well.
"I can try but I will need your blood," Freya says as Klaus cuts his hand. Freya then begins the spell but soon stops, screaming in pain. Elijah rushes over towards her.
"Freya, what's wrong?" Rebekah asks. Freya looks up, a drop of blood falls from her eyes.
"Something is stopping the locator spell, something powerful and deadly," Freya tells them. The others all feel different emotions: fear, worry, dread, and panic. Elijah leads Freya to one of the living rooms to sit her down while the others follow them.
"Is there another spell you can try?" Klaus asks with worry in his voice.
"There is one spell, it is ancient though, it will show us what your son looks like now, and some of the people in his life, and it will show us some of his memories so we can find him. So basically invading parts of his personal life to get information and figure out where he lives," Freya tells them. Klaus thinks about it, weighing his options. Invade his sons personal space and memories but find him and have the change to be a father to him or respect his personal memories and possible never meet him.
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Klaus Unknown Son
FanfictionWhat if Klaus had a son after Hope but didn't about him? Who is the son? What happened to him? Who is the mother? What happens when he finds his son's location? What happens when he meets his son? Will they get along?