I kept hearing screaming downstairs, it was freaking midnight! Knock it off. My weak legs, got out of bed, and walked to the stairs. Where my curiosty got the better of me, I heard Stefan say something to Damon. Who was nearing the door, he turned to look up at me, and smile at me. I knew I blushed, I turned around, and walked back to the room. I laid on the bed, pilling the pilliows on my head, and blocked out the noise.
I woke up to someone shouting, and jumping on me. I freaked out, shooting up, and looking around. I wasen't in Damon's room, I was in my hut, I panicked, and shot up. When I looked down, I saw my half little brother. He had brown hair, that was perfectly cut, and big brown eyes. He had a charming little smile, he is only 5, and was a little trouble maker. "Get up Abbott! Father wants you!" he was british, and he had an abourable little accent. I sighed.
"What does he want now?" I asked, his name was Jonas, and he was such a cutie. He dragged me outside, it was summer it was too hot, and that is why I hate summer here. "Father?" I shouted, when I saw him in the flower field. I told Jonas to stay behind, I sprited towards him, and stopped when I neared him. "Yes?" I asked.
"Daughter." he turned to me, "Last night the Milkason's little boy was attacked by one of our wolves." I frowned, I knew them. They are my real family, well the mother is, and same with the second oldest. Niklaus was his name, I think.
"What is going to happen father?" I asked.
"I don't know child, I must speak with the family, and try to make an agreement." my father whispered. "Just watch over Jonas will you darling?" he asked me.
"Of course father, I will." I smiled at him, hugging him, and not wanting to let go. My eyes meant a pair of greenish ones, I looked at her. But then turned, and walked away. I blinked, maybe I'm just seeing thins. "I must go, I have chores, and a little brother to take care of." I pulled out of the warmth of the hug, and ran towards my brother. "Want to play a game?" I asked him.
"What?" Jonas asked me, showing off his little buck teeth.
"It's called, lets feed the goats!" I cheered, Jonas rolled his eyes, and sighed.
"That's a boring game!" Jonas whined.
"Get over it!" I smiled at him, Jonas frowned as we neared the goat gate.
3 mouths later...
After becoming a hybrid thing, I decided to come back to see my family. As I was nearing the town, I smelt a smell of blood, as I neared it. It was nightime, because of course I couldn't walk in the sunlight. As I set my horse down, I slid off, and walked into the town. I stepped in something warm, I looked down, and held back my scream.
That was blood, and alot. I kept walking, seeing people inpaled onto things. Some people with there thoats ripped out, some guts everywhere, I neared my hut, I opened the curtian, I wish I'd never went in there. My father's heart was ripped out, as my step mother's was too. Then I saw my father had been holding someone. I gently took back his hand, I saw my baby brothers body. I screamed out, as the tears of anger, and sadness filled me. My baby brother's thoat was cut, he bled to death, and in my father's dead arms. I cried, putting my hand onto his face, and sobbing.
I then buried every single body, including Jonas's body. And even the man I loved whose name was Henry. I loved him dearly, he was ripped open, I had to bury both parts of him. I cried the whole time, who could such an awful thing? I wondered. After I finished bury there bodies, I fell onto my brother's grave, and cried harder. Why did this happen to them?
"Abbott!" I heard a male voice shout, "Abbott! Wake up!" they paused, "Come on you're dreaming." I shot open my eyes, seeing Damon standing there, and starring at me horrifed. I pulled him into a hug, crieing into his shoulder, as the dream or memory flooded my mind. "Are you alright?" he asked.
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The Originals.(ON HOLD!!)
FanficWhat if there was one more Original? She was a twin of Klaus, seprated at birth, but was cursed with the same fate as the family? What if she raised by all werewolves, to be later turned three mouths before her silbings were turned? And she was orig...