(Based Off of Season One of The Originals)
Don't let the cover and description fool you
This is a fanfic that will grow as I write it. Im letting the story write itself
Marie Andrews, born of Crescent Wolf blood, a siphon.
Hayley Marshall. A Cresce...
I was sitting on the floor reading through Elijah's journals. He was still in possession of Marcel and his witch, I hate it. Elijah is someone I trust...and after reading his journals...I miss him.
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August, 1395
I have noticed a difference in my siblings. Our bond strains beneath the pressure of our life as vampires. Each day removes them further from the humanity we once possessed. My young sister, Rebekah has grown quite indifferent to brutality, however the true problem remains my brother Niklaus. He continues to hide his lonliness with cruelty, still, I cling to hope that I; as their eldest brother, can lead them down the correct path. A path charged with the power united. For if I fail, Our family's legacy will end in darkness.
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"what are you reading?" I look up and see Hayley walking to me and sitting across from me
I bring the journal to my chest, "Elijah's journal"
She raised her eyebrows at me and smirked, "You going through someone's personal journal? Marie, you bad girl" I roll my eyes and stick my tongue out at her
"I cannot believe you disposed of those vampires without me," we heard Rebekah whine, "You know how I love to set things on fire"
"Was I supposed to leave them in the front yard to rot?" Klaus said as he walked in the room with his sister, "Besides they were my responsibility. They attacked the helpless pregnant girl carrying my children."
I quietly chimed in, "Not helpless actually"
"Aw I'm so moved by your newfound sense of fatherly duties towards the witch carrying your hybrid babies." Rebekah replied with sarcasm
"Siphon actually." Hayley said as she stood up
I got up to join their conversation, holding Elijah's journal against my chest, "This NOT-SO helpless SIPHON, would like to know what the plan is."
Klaus looked at me, "well, that depends on what plan you mean, Angel. My plan for global domination or Rebekah's plan to find love in a cruel world?"
