Reign in Hell (Klaus Mikaelson FanFic)

Prologue

"Who are you?" a gruff annoying voice sounded out, I looked to see it was a mid 20s man, dried blood on the corners of his mouth as he squinted his eyes at me. I didn't slow my pace and walked past him and swatted down to where a few herbs were planted. I took out my bag and quickly plucked them with gloves on.

"Hey, I am talking to you" he said as he walked closer to me, I didn't flinch when I saw his left foot an inch away from my middle finger.

"Does it really matter who I am?" I asked, not looking away from plucking the herbs.

"Well you did just walk rudely in front of me, so yes I would like to know who you are. Quite in fact actually" the man said as I quickly glanced at him as he wore an annoyed expression. He had blond hair, part of it out of place, as the top was a bit curly. His eyes were brown at first look but had specks of green in it. He wore a grey shirt on top with a nice leather black jacket and black jeans. I just kept quiet, curious if this would get a rise out of him.

"Well if you haven't figured it out, I'm Niklaus Mikaelson, the original hybrid" he said with pride in the tone of his voice.

"I bet you are" I mumbled as he looked mad at me.

"I am, don't you know who I am, sweetheart?" he asked as I scoffed and got up back on my feet, having got myself a good amount of herbs. I walked past him as he got angry by the minute, so he grabbed my arm as I looked up at him.

"Don't you know that I can end you like that.." he said as he snapped his fingers together. I cocked my head to the side as I finally look into his eyes. Now up close I could see the small specks of green in his eyes, beautiful actually. Sad they have to be on a person like this arrogant man. I yanked my arm out of his grip, he wore a shocked expression as I was able to get out of his 'extremely' hard grip. Insert eye roll.

"Celia, Celia Deveraux, a pleasure I'm sure" I said as I walked away, but he flashed in front of me and tried to hold me down.

"Wait how did you-" However, before he could say anymore I took my herb out and smashed it into his mouth. He screamed bloody murder and flailed to the ground.

"I wouldn't try that again, Mr. Mikaelson" I said as I finally walked away from that man.

THIRD POV

"Klaus where were you, we've been looking for you" Marcel Gerard said as he raced over to Klaus who was watching the strange woman walk away after she had shoved some vervain wrapped in wolfsbane in his mouth. He looked up to Marcel who flinched seeing his old friend with burn marks, slowing healing around his mouth.

"What happened to you?" he asked as he laughed, only having a scoffed be returned.

"Who is that woman?" Klaus asked ignoring the man's question. Marcel looked to see a dark-haired woman with slight waves in her hair.

"That's Celia, yeah um she's a vampire, but she is also a witch. She's a hybrid" he said as Klaus looked at his friend with a shocked look.

"Did you say hybrid?" he asked as the man nodded.

"Yeah, um she's Sophia and Jane's great ancestor. I guess, since she says that's her last name. But honestly no one really knows that much about her, like how old she is or when she was turned as she doesn't really stay around to talk" he said as Klaus looks at her with such interest. He thinks to himself if she will be a threat to his family, with his daughter going through the pain of losing her mother just recently.

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I would just like to say that even though this is a Klaus Mikaelson Fan fiction and that I based my OC is Adelaide Kane.
I am in NO WAY copying queenofthenight1211 at all. Though you should read her book I'm Not Me.

I just really love Adelaide and for the fact that she is in Reign helps my story plot.

Thank you and I hope you like my story