Astrid Dahlia Mikaelson. She was dead, she was missing, she was gone. But was really or was she being raised by a presumed dead Mikaelson and a powerful witch?
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Klaus looked over the ball that he didn't want to go to but had no choice. He waved Elijah away after Gia come into the compound. He smiled at the sight of his youngest dancing with her girlfriend. At least one of his daughters was happy.
As a slow song came on, he saw couples dancing together and having moments together. Klaus looked over the dance floor but stopped short at the sight of his Hybrid but that wasn't why it was because of who he was twirling around.
He didn't know why but that girl had something about her that was familiar. He watched as she smiled at Theo and talked to him. He couldn't quiet hear what they were saying over the noise of the compound.
But then it hit him. It was like whatever spell she had casted had vanished and the magic surrounding her came out. He knew it was his Astrid. His daughter. It was her aura. The magic he could sense. And then when she turned and made eye contact with him did, he know.
Even without seeing her face he knew that she was the daughter that he had lost and missed. So, when she fled, he followed her.
He followed her sent all the way to the old plantation. Her back was facing him as he stopped just only a short way from her.
"Astrid..." Klaus whispered his daughter's name in the cool night air.
This was the moment he had been looking forward for twenty years. His little girl was back, and he was finally going to see what she looked like for the first time. It made him feel so many emotions. Happy, sad, and nervous of what she thought of him.
Who knows what lies Dahlia told her.
He saw how she reached up for her mask and untie it. And then she turned around and his breath got held up in his throat. She was so beautiful to him. His little girl looked so much like him other than the hair.
Astrid stood there staring at her father. A part of her wanted to run into his arms but she had plans that she needed to do. She could tell her father what really happened that night she went missing/taken but she had to do it her way. It was her final way.
"Your alive." He breath out finally. Tears welled up in his eyes, threating to fall. All he ever wanted was to hold and see his little girl again.
"Yes, for twenty years now." Came her sarcastic answer.
Klaus lips lifted up a little at her answer. Seeing she got her sarcastic remarks from him then. He had missed everything but what he wanted most importantly was to know she was safe, that she was free from Dhalia.
"Are you safe?" He asked, making her confused on what he meant, when he saw this her elaborated. "From Dahlia." He explained further. If Dahlia was still threat, he would kill her this time. No matter the cost.
Astrid smirked at him, "Oh, I'm far from safe Klaus." She spoke.
Klaus's face fell at his name being called from her lips not father. But then again, she didn't grow up with him. She didn't know him as her father just a man that was presumably her father. Before he could speak Astrid spoke again.
"You should look into who really gave me up." She whispered into the air. But he picked it up.
"What does that mean, Dahlia took you away." Klaus recalled to her. That was the tale Hayley told him. He was to consumed in grief to really look into it. But he still had his suspicions.
Astrid shook her head. Before she titled her head looking her father up and down with a blank look. "Well, if you want to technical, she did, but we both know who really gave me up." She told him entailing on the 'really gave me up.'
She sent him one more look. "Sorry Papa." And with that she held her hand up and she snaped his neck. She watched him crumble to the ground. She placed her hand on the fresh ground and watched as a rose grew out of the ground, she plucked the white rose before she made it slightly red this time.
She placed it beside him before she walked away. She made sure he wouldn't remember what she looked like, she didn't need him finding her just yet. She had things to do.
It was time to visit her mother.
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Notes:
Sorry it was short I just really want to get to the Hayley part.
I'm excited for you read Astrid and Theo meeting as well again. My cuties.
