Jackson Marshall-Kenner is the daughter of a hybrid and a werewolf. She is named after her deceased father who died when Hayley was pregnant with her. She's the half sister of her older sister, Hope Mikaelson.
Season 4-5
Started June 26, 2019
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I was messing with my necklace. It was from my father. Mom said that he wanted to give it to me when it was the right time. It was a Kenner heritage necklace pass down from girl Kenner's. And when I began to have trouble sleeping, mom gave it to me. It's a purple amethyst stone necklace.
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(The Kenner heritage necklace)
Hope walks in my room. "Ready?"
"Are you sure about this?" I asked. "We could show up at a terrible moment. Like him kissing someone." I whispered in disgust. "Or more."
Hope scoffed, pushing her red hair from her face. "That's gross. You don't even know what you're talking about."
I shook my head. "Maybe. But I read ya books, even though I'm not supposed to."
As Hope got the spell ready, I watched her. It's hard to believe we are sisters. Hope had red hair and blue eyes, while I had brown hair and brown eyes. Everyone thought we looked nothing alike. Hope got her looks from her father, while I'm in between my parent's.
I got up, going to stand by her. "Are you sure you want me to come with? He's your dad."
"I can't do this without you, Jack. You and I are forever, no matter what. I need you." Hope took my hand, beginning the spell. "Demitte moi, demitte moi."
Hope and I were somewhere else. We were in a room. We saw Klaus Mikaelson, ripping a poor girls heart out, blood all over him. My mouth fell open in shock.
"Dad!" Hope called.
Klaus turned, the girls heart still in his hand. His eyes widened.
"Get out!" He yelled.
Hope snapped her fingers and we were back in our room.
"Hope?" I looked at my sister.
She began to sob. "You were right, we shouldn't have done that. I just miss him, Jackson."
I pulled her into a hug, letting her cry on my shoulder. I didn't care if I was a little shorter then Hope. "It's okay, Hope. No matter what, you and I are forever. Sisters till the end, remember? Nothing can change that."
