The Gift

Deliver Us.

10th Century

A loud giggle rang the ears of those nearby, the eldest Mikaelson daughter scurried away from a man who was right on her tail. A tall muscular man, dark hair and blue eyes. The man smiled at the smaller girl as he towered over her.

Vidar Warren; The son of a wealthy man; Bjorn, the bastard son whose mother was an enslaved witch. The man was raised into money, raised with his three other sisters Ingrid, Astrid and Sigrid: whose mother could not bore Bjorn a son. Being raised in a home full of women he grew into a kind and thoughtful man making him the best suitor for the young Natalya Mikaelson.

Bjorn has approached and convinced Mikael for the hand of his eldest living daughter, being from wealth gave Mikael all the reassurance her needed. He granted his daughter's hand and the two married within a week.

Natalya ran into someone as she ran, she stopped with an 'oomph'

"Hello Sister" Kol smiled down at her. "You should not be running in your condition"

She cressed the small bump, the two small children that grew inside the young woman filled her with glee. She ran her hand down her swollen belly.

"Sometimes i forget" She smiled softly, he ran his hand through his sisters dark hair.

"Hello Kol" Vidar made himself noticed, Kol tensed and darkly looked at his brother-in-law and nodded sternly.

"Darling" He turned to his sister "Mother is waiting"

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The pain agonized her as she gasped

She let out a loud scream.

Her brothers stood outside the small cottage as the all paced in anticipation. Kol flinched as Natalya's screams came from the home.

Natalya laid upon her home with her young sister by her side and her mother at the head of the bed ready to deliever her grandchildren.

"My child you must push" Esther encouraged her child. The young mother shook her head.

"Mother it hurts" She cried as she held onto Rebekah's hand."I can't do it"

"Of course you can." Rebekah encouraged. "You shall deliever my niece or nephew"

There was a hard knock on the door making Natalya go silent. Mikael stepped into view worried that his daughter was in too much pain, the moment the teen saw her father she began to cry.

"Father"

"I'm here, little one. It's time to deliever this child"He whispered as he ran his hand through her dark knotted hair "You are a Mikaelson, we overcome any pain"

She pushed.

A small body was pulled from the young woman.

Silence.

"Mother" She cried in panic.

The small child; a boy, breathed silently as Esther looked down at him. She kept her silences as her oath must be kept. A secret she kept for herself. She looked up at her daughter with tears in her eyes.

"No"

"Mikael take the child outside to Finn, He'll know what to do."

The young girl watched as her father collected the small child in his arms. And took him outside.

His sons stood in silence as they saw the door open. Their father stood as a slight amount of saddness was revealed in his face. He looked straight to Finn.

"Take the child" Finn nodded.

"Father" Kol's voice broke.

"The boy did not let out a breath" Mikael sighed. Elijah and Niklaus stood in disbelief.

A shrill cry came from the small cottage. Mikael directed his head towards the door and smiled.

"It's a girl" Esther's voice rang through their ears.

The Mikaelson Men smiled toward the door. 

10th Century

The smokey embers of the village engulfed its surroundings, as the long woman quickly paced herself towards the cart Ayana has reserved for herself. Albeit, the young girls hunger amplified her resistance towards the toddlers blood was strong as her determination grew. All she ever wanted was a good life for her daughter, a strong and healthy life was all she ever desired for the child. As the death of the toddlers father and uncle, the young mother was forced to give up the very source of her happiness.

Learning of her mothers betrayal and curse that was not only place upon hers and Niklaus head, but on her only child. Whose blood is a solution to fixing their curse, she decided what Klaus doesn't know wont hurt him.

Her embrace on her child tighten as the toddler began fuss in her arms.

Ayana gave the mother a sympathetic smile as she began to surry closer.

"Young Natalya" She began "Im sorry it had to be this way"

She closed her eyes as she ran her hand slowly through her daughters hair. The baby's dark curls curved as her mother's hand ran through it, the young child's deep green eyes stared up to her mother unknowingly and leaned into her mother's shoulder. Tears began to well in the mothers dark eyes, she leaned down and placed a small kiss on her child's head.

"It's time my dear" Ayana whispered.

Natalya positioned the child to face her.

"I love you so much. Im doing this to protect you" She spoke softly "This is all your father and i have ever wanted for you." The child ironically began to fuss. She kissed once again her child's head and let it linger "Be a good girl for me. You are a Mikaelson, Prudence. You are strong and you are loved."

She slowly passed the child to Ayana's waiting arms and a young Prudence began to cry. The mother heard voices in the distance as she hurried to settle her child. Ayana began to position herself in the carriage.

"My love, i have nothing i can give but this chance that you may live. I'll pray we'll meet again."

The mother began a soft melody

 She sang quietly, gently rubbing the child's tears away. "Hush now, my baby be still love don't cry. Sleep as you rock by the stream" The mother stepped away from the child as the carriage began to move slowly.

The mother began to sing to herself as the carriage carried away the child.

"Sleep and remember my last lullaby. So Ill be with you as you dream"