Kelsey's p.o.v
Me and Hope are in a old room which we think use to belong to a little boy.
We have found a book of rhymes.
"A man of words and not of deeds is like a garden full of weeds"I start the poem we have found.
"And when the weeds begin to crawl, its like a bird upon the wall"Hope continues.
"And when the bird does fly, it's like a eagle in the sky. And when the sky begins to roar it's like a lion at the door"I say next.
"And when the door begins to crack....its like a stick across your back"Hope continues.
"And when your back begins to smart, it's like a knife inside your heart. And when your heart begins to bleed, you're dead and dead and dead indeed"I finishes.
Me and Hope hear a voice behind us.
"Not exactly they most uplifting reading material"Dad says walking towards us.
"It's an old book of rhymes"Hope tells him.
"There is lots of weird stuff in here"I say.
Dad then sighs.
"You know Kelsey, Hope, I'd rather you two didn't play in here, actually. All the splinters and dust"Dad says look at us.
We just give him a sweet look.
"And the bats"Dad says.
"There aren't any bats"I say confused why dad would lie.
"I've seen no evidence that your uncle Elijah doesn't sleep in here, hanging upside down"Dad says smiling.
"That's something Uncle Kol would do not Elijah"I say.
This earns a laugh from dad and Hope.
"Dad, was there a little boy who use to live here?"I ask.
Dad bends down to our hight and closes the book Hope is holding.
"Come along sweethearts. We can discuss ancient history another time"Dad says extending his hands for me and Hope to take.
I quickly grab both the knight and the little boys action figure and then grab dads hand.
It's later on and me and Hope have gone looking when we arrive at what looks like a dungeon.
We open the door and a man in a circle turns and looks at us.
We walk slowly towards him.
"Hi"me and Hope say at the same time.
"I think this belongs to you"I say holding up and little boys figurine.
"Kelsey, Hope"The man says.
I toss the figure to him and he catches it and looks down at it.
"I haven't seen this in a century"he says.
"So you're the little boy who use to live in our house"I say.
"Once upon a time I use to live here with your dad"He says.
"He keeps you down here because he thinks you want to kill him"I say.
"Do you?"Hope asks.
He bends down to our hight.
"Listen I will tell you anything you want to know. Okay? If you get me some blood from your dad's stash"he says.
I roll my eyes.
"Where seven not stupid"I say.
He chuckles.
"Right you two know your pretty courageous come down here and talking to a stranger"he says.
"We're not scared"Hope says.
"We're Mikaelson witches"I finishes.
"I'll tell you what, lets start fresh, alright?"He says bending down to our hight.
"It's very good to see you both again, Kelsey and Hope Mikaelson. My name is Marcel"Marcel says.
We sits down in front of the circle.
"You know, I'm surprised you're parents haven't stormed down here looking for you two"Marcel says.
"Our mom trusts us"Hope says.
"Yeah but your dad's never trusted anyone in his life"Marcel says.
"If he took care of you when you was little why do you hate him? What did he do to you?"I ask.
"Your dad, he raised me. He made me who I am. Now, you ask if I hate him. Well, it's hard to hate the person who made you what you are. You just end up hating yourself. The truth is I would like to hate your dad, I really would. It would make things a lot easier.
But, um... you can't hate someone who you loved for so long"Marcel finishes.
Me and Hope remain silent not knowing what to say.
Suddenly we here crashing from above.
We both stand up quickly.
"Something's wrong. We have to go"I say taking Hope's hand.
"No, wait, girls it's not safe. I need you to let me out of the circle"Marcel says.
"We can't. Our dad will be mad"Hope says.
"No, he won't, I'll keep you safe"Marcel says.
"We can protect ourselves, and our mom and dad, we're strong enough to stop the bad guys. We're stronger than anyone thinks"I say taking of my bracelet as Hope takes of hers.
"Wait, girls I know you're both strong, okay? That's how I know you can let me out of here. I need you to trust me right now. Your dad rescued me. He raised me and I knew your mom when she was a baby. We're family. What does your mommy say about family? Marcel asks as we hear thunder.
"That we stick together, always and forever"I answer.
Marcel nods.
"That's right"Marcel says extending his hand for us to take.
We hear voices above.
"Okay, look at me. Do you trust me?"Marcel asks.
Me and Hope look at each other before taking his hands as the voices and footsteps get closer.
"Girls closes your eyes and sing"He says picking both me and Hope up and vamp speeding away.
We stop in the streets of New Orleans.
"I'll be back soon"He says.
"Don't go! I'm scared"I say and he bends down to my hight.
"I bet you I'll be back before you can count to ten"He says.
"You can't and see"He says before vamp speeding of.
Me and Hope walk over to a bench.
"1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9"I say as Marcel speeds in front of us.
"Well?"He asks.
"Nine"I say and he sits down next to me on the bench.
Some time has passed.
"Marcel!"Dad shouts and we turn to see him.
"Dad"We both say and run to him.
I see something red on his hand.
"What happened?"I ask.
"It's...uh..uh..uh paint I made quite a mess, didn't I?"Dad says.
"Where's mom?"Hope asks.
"She's at home waiting for you two"Dad says coming down to our hight.
"Are you both okay? You took of your bracelets"Dad says.
"Dad don't be mad. We let Marcel out and he kept us safe"I say.
"I'm not angry, sweethearts, come here"he says pulling us into a hug.
When we arrive home mom takes me and Hope to bed.
I fall asleep pretty quickly as it had been a very eventful day.
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The Mikaelson twins
Fiksi PenggemarKelsey Mikaelson is the twin sister of Hope Mikaelson. Kelsey is a strong, confident seven year old Kelsey is like Klaus in many ways and is most like him in her love for family. When all seems good Hope gets possessed by the Hollow and Kelsey will...
