The Originals

4

Waking up, I see I'm at the Mikaelson manner, yet again. Walking around, I see Jack, Olly, and my friends that disappeared in the house having a party.

Once Olly saw me, he ran to my side, grabbing my arm, leading me to the back yard. Angry, I ripped my arm from his grasp, and slapped him across the face.

"What the hell?! Olly, I've been looking for you, all of you for a month. A month! Where the hell were you guys?" I asked.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you, besides Jack needs to be the one to tell you," he said.

"I've been freaking out. Worried sick, about all of you. Now tell me what the hell happened?"

"Look, there's no time to tell you everything. But we're wolves. Like werewolves, and have been cursed. The only time we're human is on a full moon."

"You're insane," I said.

"Really? Then tell me why you've been hanging out with an original. An original vampire. He would've told you right?"

"Go to hell," I spat then walked into the forest.

That was a mistake, though. I was all alone, nothing in sight except the trees of the now dark forest. There was a noise behind me, causing me to turn around.

Turning back the way I was facing, a woman was standing there, smirking.

She placed her hand on my head, said something in I think Italian, then I fell to the ground holding my head.

Soon enough, I was knocked out. Waking up, I see I'm in a cement room, strapped to a gurney. Unable to escape.

The woman from the forest walked into the room, and I tried to fight against the ropes on the gurney.

"You're a human. That's strange considering you've been hanging out with vampires and werewolves. Why is that I wonder."

"Go to hell," I said resting my head back.

"Been there, not as fun as some people think it is."

"Why am I here?"

"You're helping me. By having you, I can help you. Helping you, helps me," she said.

"Help me with what?"

"The truth."

She placed her hand on my head and began to show me images and memories.

Children were playing in the yard, by the lake. They weren't allowed in the water. It was us. Jack, Olly, and me.

Time skips forward a few years, where we're teens.

Jack came home, hands bloody. Olly and I rushed towards him. He was shaking, and wouldn't let us help him in any way.

'Jack, what the hell happened? If grams saw you-'

'I got in a fight. It didn't end well,' was all he said.

Jack walked to the bathroom and began to wash the blood off his body. Olly and I had no idea what to do, or how to help him.

A couple days later, it was a full moon. Jack was gone, so it left Olly and I alone in the house scared out of our minds.

'Where the hell could he be?' I asked pacing. 'Im going out and I'm going to find Jack.'

'Wait, don't. You heard your grandma, we can't go out on a full moon,' Olly said grabbing my arm.

'Well, Jack's out there an he could die. Come or stay, but I'm going no matter what,' I said walking outside.

A wolf was standing there. He seemed familiar, but I don't know how. As he was about to pounce, Olly pulled me inside.

Seeing I'm back in reality, I look up at the red haired woman in surprise.

"That's the truth. That was your brother. And the men who killed that poor girl in the alley the first night you came here, vampires. The girl, a witch who used magic."

"That doesn't make any sense. Those don't exist."

"They do, and Elijah Mikaelson. The man you've been with, is the original vampire. If you don't believe me, let me show you."

And she did. She showed me his entire life. When she pulled away, she shoved blood in my mouth, no matter how hard I tried to not swallow.

After she was sure I swallowed it, she began to choke me. My eyes became cloudy, spots filling my vision. Darkness skin took over.

Waking up, I see I'm untied, and began to walk down the halls. I felt pain in my head, my mouth and memories were slowly coming back.

I reached the door, and walked out into the sun. It hurt like a bitch. Slowly, I stumbled my way out into town.

A few hours later, it was dark and I found myself in an alley. I smelled blood, and could hear every voice like it was yelling in a mic hooked to an amplifier.

There was a three men ahead in the alley, and I saw who they were.

"Elijah, Klaus, and some guy I don't know," I said.

"Jessica, are you alright?" Elijah asked taking a step forward.

"Stay away from me."

A drunk man stumbled his way into the alley, and I felt myself urging to rip out his throat. Elijah saw me, and stepped in front of me.

Klaus noticed this too, using an inhuman speed to bite into the mans neck, pulling away with blood dripping down his face.

"Niklaus, don't. She doesn't have to have this life," Elijah said as Klaus walked toward me with the body.

"If she doesn't feed, she dies. Besides, I won't live in a town with a mourning brother," he replied shoving the body to my feet.

As they were talking, the silent man watched me as I picked the man off the floor and began to drink the blood. I didn't stop until the body was dry.

"Oh my god," I said backing away. "I-I couldn't stop. I killed that man."

"It's okay. I promise I will help you," Elijah said walking towards me.

"No. Stay away. Stay away from me!" I yelled then ran from the alley.