Chapter one - monsters
"We all have our monsters inside of us, even the most nicest people have them too"
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Alison looked out the window, tapping her finger along to the music as she made her way into her hometown mystic falls. Of course she could barely hear the music playing, as her siblings were bickering in the back seat.
Alison was a part of the legendary family that everyone knew, the mikaelsons. She was the youngest of the family, yet the most rebellious and bravest sibling out of all of them.
The brunette mikaelson was nothing like kol, Rebekah or henrik. She was most like Elijah and klaus, her much older brothers, She was loyal and moral like ejijah but if you were on her bad side, she acted out exactly like klaus, she was harsh and brave. And her brother klaus loved her for that as she was a hybrid too, and just as strong as him, if not stronger.
The youngest mikaelsons thoughts were interrupted by her older brothers voice filling the now silent car.
"Cheer up sister, we're back!" The original hybrid sung as they made their way down a small street, Alison ignored her brother and kept her eyes on the road ahead of her before the blonde vampire spoke up.
"Sister, don't be such a cranky pants" Rebekah teased as the family pulled up to a large mansion, the brunette hybrid turned to the back seats where Elijah, Rebekah and kol were.
"Darling, you wouldn't be alive if I was angry" she growled at her sister before opening the car door and going to the boot to grab her bags.
"Don't worry sister, I'll keep you company" Elijah spoke up as he grabbed his sisters other bag, Alison gave a sympathetic smile.
"Thankyou brother" she said before walking off into the mansion and making her way upstairs.
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"I am not going to school Nik, I'm not a little kid" the youngest sibling protested against her brother as they sat in their new home, unpacking boxes.
"You need to make friends" the hybrid said while grabbing the box off his sister, Alison rolled her eyes.
"I'm too old for school brother" the brunette said dull, still annoyed at her brother.
"No you're not" he argued back, Alison dropped the box down harshly and rolled her brown eyes again before facing her brother.
"I'm over 1000 years old klaus, I've been to school over 20 times, I've even died many, many times. I'm not 16, and I'm not dying anytime soon Nik" she re-assured her brother before going back to unpacking her box, grabbing out a familiar picture.
The youngest hybrid traced her finger over the picture of her next to the oldest Salvatore brother, Alison in a beautiful flowing dress, and Damon in an old tux of his fathers. She remembered this day clearly, it was the day Damon finally told the hybrid that he loved her, and ofcourse she felt the same way. This was the first time she's ever felt real love and it hurt her that he wasn't alive any more.
Or so she thought.
"Still obsessing over that man, Stefan was so much hotter" Rebekah came strolling over to her sister, snatching the picture out of her hands. Alison grabbed her sisters wrist and pulled it back, snatching the picture from her.
"I see, sensitive topic?" She teased, with a smirk plastered across her face, klaus smirked at his younger sister.
"She takes after me, Alison doesn't put up with anyone's shit" klaus smiled, walking up to his sister and resting his hand on her shoulder, Alison looked at his hand that back to klaus.
"Especially when it comes to family, am I right brother?" She smiled, klaus nodded before making his way out of the room, Rebekah following with a sour look on her face.
The hybrid looked down at the picture one last time before walking up to her bedroom and resting the picture on her bedside table, beside her phone.
She couldn't help but love the photo of the innocent Salvatore and her, even if she still despised him for what he did centuries ago to her.
Let's just say the mikaelsons are known for holding a grudge.
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