Rebekah and Kol Mikaelson are heretic witches and have been for a thousand years.
Read their story and the story of their wolf/vampire hybrid brother Klaus.
The three indomitable hybrids.
Bound by a vow stronger than the vow made by all the Mikaels...
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Hayley looked at the stunning sophisticated regal blonde woman that entered the room. She approached Hayley holding her hand out, "May I?" She asked cordially. Hayley checked the blonde over carefully and held her hand out. Rebekah held on and closed her eyes. Then opened them looking at the stunning woman again, "Remarkable, how?"
"No idea," Hayley smiled, taking her hand back, "I just knew I was different. I hung around different witches and covens surreptitiously, wolves aren't as suspicious to witches as vampires and I managed to make some witch friends and listened mostly, stole a few grimoires," Hayley smirked at the blonde....
"Self taught," Rebekah remarked with appreciation.
Hayley nodded, "I am, since I was thirteen and kicked out of my foster home on triggering my wolf curse I have been teaching myself."
"And your cloaking is prodigious," Rebekah complimented her. "Rebekah Mikaelson," She introduced herself.
"Hayley Marshall," She replied with a playful smile.
"You are not to touch her Nik," Rebekah turned and warned him, "Hayley is unique and I like her," Klaus scowled at his sister.
"You bloody lot are picking up pets everywhere," He snapped storming away from the two women.
Hayley watched him go with a small smile, "He is well trained," She sassed looking back at the blonde.
"He really isn't, but he loves his siblings so he listens, do not be fooled by his affection for us," Rebkah cautioned the were/witch, "Nik is the most diabolical of us all, come have a drink with me and tell me more of your life as a werewitch."
THE FOLLOWING DAY. PASTOR YOUNG HOUSE.
Pastor Young opens the gas from the cooker. The whole council is here. Pastor Young announces to the gathered, "Folks, by now you know that the vampires are here in town. And it won't be long before they come against us. But fear not. For I have been chosen to lead us in a movement. All the vervain is on the table. He locks the door. One of the men asked, "What are you talking about?" Pastor Young holds up his hands, "Hear me, loved ones. Soon we'll be free to pass through the gates... And we'll all reunite in eternity." Another man looks back at him with confusion, "Seriously, pastor, what's going on here?" Pastor Young sermonizes, "Friends... We are the beginning." He lights a lighter. Everyone screams. The kitchen explodes.
