Months away from my family
Not one call
Not one text
Not a mention of hope other than her fake death.
I didn't mind it, raising my niece has been nice. She was and is the sweetest little girl to have around. Yet I still wondered what was going on with my family. What dangers still lurked around them that kept them from hope.
Pulling out my phone I hesitated before calling becca.
"Hi little brother" she answered almost instantly
"Becca how are things, haven't heard from any of you in a minute " getting straight to the point , I needed to know if everyone was ok. After all no one was ever truly immortal. Death was always right around the corner
"We have been busy. Right when we think it's safe something new happens" hearing her voice was nice but there was exhaustion clear in her tone.
"Anything I can help with" I couldn't go to them but helping from afar may be possible.
"No we need you to stay hidden. Turns out we have a crazy aunt that believes she owns both you and hope. I do hope she's safe"
Tensing up at the mention of my niece i sighed"didn't know we had an aunt"
Which was true, never met an aunt before nor did I know one even existed "you have no idea little brother, I was just as surprised. I have to go , whatever you do just keep hidden"
Before I could respond she hung up. The news of an aunt was news and the fact she thought she had a claim to us reeked of mothers doing. I don't know what happened centuries ago but whatever it was must have bad.
Getting up I walked over to Hope's crib. She was growing in more than aye than one. She was smart for a child and getting bigger. What concerned me most was her magic. I could feel it steadily growing inside of her. It was too early and I'm not sure of what to even do. I had to keep her hidden meaning for now her magic would have to be hidden or else we could get found.
I knew this 'aunt' of ours could most likely detect is of not careful. Mikaelsson was obviously rare and unique easily detectable if you know how and where to look. Easy for a Mikaelsson witch to detect and find.
Grabbing a small bracelet I made just for her, I slipped it around her wrist. I already chanted it to seal off her magic. For now she just had to focus on being a baby. As for me a move was in order. Moving further away was the only solution. Only reason I stay not to far from New Orleans was because I thought my family would handle there business and then bring her home. That was not the case at all.
It was time to officially disappear without a trace. Fighting a deranged aunt was not on my bucket list. One that has been alive for centuries and know a lot more than I didn't help either. Grabbing my emergency bag and my niece I left. Booking the first plane ticket to Kansas.
I knew now that I may not see my family for years. I was on my on for good raising my niece who if it was up to me wouldn't have to deal with the dangers of having the Mikaelsson name.
Will be a big time skip next chapter. Should the reunite or do some chapters with just our lovely Henrik and hope
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The Youngest Mikealson
FanfictionHenrik Mikealson supposedly died centuries ago due to a stupid decision to watch werewolves change under the full moon. everyone alive at that time knew of his death and grieved but what they didn't know was that Esther saved her youngest. the only...
