Love you a long time ( Elijah, Klaus and Kol)

England, November 1138.

I felt my head in a daze and looked up into those beautiful brown eyes for what I knew should be the last time. I had lived 17 years, now death came as a slow release and a happy ending.

I know what you thinking, OK she just died at the beginning of the book, but that's what I thought, it was only the beginning. let me fill your in on the rest.

March 1138

I'm Meggarra. I'm 17 years old and I live in Yorkshire, England. I was born in the year 1121 so as you can guess it is now 1138.

Recently there have been some weird goings on. My brother tells me its nothing to worry about however I think he's wrong. My family are famers so nothing really matters to them as long as the cows are healthy. I can't help but want more out of live. I don't want to be a farmer, cows, pigs and land mean nothing to me. Even now as I lay amongst the trees I don't see myself being here in the future. I want to see the world, far of lands where I here savages live.

Just as my head tilted to the side I felt a cold shiver and decided to run back inside.

I saw my father sat at the table looking down at his clasped hands and my mother with red weeping eyes. this was truely a solemn scene. I knitted my eyebrows together showing a puzzled look at my brother Samuel, who came and embraced me.

"Samuel what's going on?" I asked. He answered plane and simple with no brake in his voice.

"We are to be made homeless for this house to become another family's." This took me a while to register, homeless. no where to sleep, eat, laugh, not a place to call home. Who could do that to us? Father was clearly unwell and mother was doing her best. Samuel was doing well on the farm, well as good as an 18 year old boy can do.

"And who is this who will deprave us from a home?"

"A family that go by the name of Michealsons, A family of 5 I believe, all siblings"