Imagines

Hope's twin 1

Mikaelson twin Oc

Anastasia Mikaelson looked across the room at her family doting over her older twin Hope. She sat there with tears in her eyes sniffling at the neglect of her parents, Uncles and Aunts. It was their birthday and like the past seven years, she never received one. Ana stood up and walked out of the compound and through the streets of New Orleans jazz music hummed and people chattered going about their own business, not nothing the little girl wondering the big city alone.

Somehow she walked all the way to St Anne's Church and went inside. She had heard that this was her birthplace and felt a connection to the ground beneath her. Making her way up to the alter she touched the very place that her mother laid giving birth to her and Hope.

"What did I do wrong?" she questioned looking up at the crucifix

"Why do they hate me?" she also asked

"Hope?" someone called and and looked back "Anastasia." the man corrected himself looking at the child's brown eyes. He came closer and knelt in front of Ana.

"Do you remember me? I'm Marcel one of your Dad's friends." Ana nodded and turned to fully face him.

"Why are you here all alone?" Marcel asked the little girl infront of him.

"It's my birthday today. Hope got all the presents. Hope always get's presents, never me. They love her more than me."

"I'm sure that's not true." he comforted her as tears rolled down her face.

"I walked out of the compound and all the way here on my own. " she replied. Marcel bought the little girl into a hug.

"if I was born in a place of goodness, why aren't they good to me? Did I do something wrong?" Marcel pulled away and wiped the tears with his thumb.

"Of course not, Annie." he smiled giving her a nickname.

"Is it because I'm just a witch? I don't have tribrid traits like my sister?"

"You are perfect, don't let anyone tell you different." He picked her up. "Now birthday girl, what do you want for your birthday?" Ana's eyes lit up.

"Really?" 

"Of course, what does my little Annie want."

"Oh pretty please can i have art supplies and magic books?" she called her hands and Marcel who chuckled.

"Of course, have you thought about a party?" Ana nodded her head.

"1920s!" she chimed

"Well you are just full of surprises aren't you? Okay let me make a few phone calls and then how about I show you some of my favourite places from that time." Anastasia nodded and was put down. She skipped back down toward the doors humming a tune. Marcel was then on the phone to Diego, explaining and sorting everything out. Once he was done, he did as promised he took her around while the others got the party together.

"Ok close your eyes." Marcel grinned as he stood outside his apartment. Ana did and she was taken inside where everyone had changed and roring twenties music was playing.

"Ok open." she did and gasped

"Oh thank you!" Diego came forward with a dress.

"Why don't you go and put that on okay. Bathroom is right over there." Ana nodded and ran towards the bathroom. Marcel did a quick change and was waiting with the others as she came back. The vampires got to know the youngest Mikaelson and vice versa, in the space of a few hours they became very protective of the little girl. They danced in to the late hours before and after cake and presents to which she got what she asked and she got a  record player from Marcel as a treat.