Henrik Mikaelson died a horrible death. Torn apart by the werewolves, his last minutes on this earth were unbearably painful. He also served as a catalyst and unknowingly assisted his mother, who turned her family into the Originals. Alan Mason, a 1...
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Henrik jolted awake with yet another nightmare plaguing his psyche. This time his mind decided to co-join his recent fear of abandonment and werewolf issues into one nightmare. Before he could dwell any further the door to his bedroom burst open, Elijah and Niklaus rushed in, looking for the possible threats. When they noticed that no one was there, their attention shifted to Henry. Henry, who shook like a leaf, his tiny heart beating erratically behind his chest, eyes wide and unfocused. His hair, clammy with all the sweat, sticking to his forehead. Niklaus and Elijah sat on his bed and drew him into the hug, not caring about the sweat in the slightest.
"Would you like to talk about it?" asked Elijah, his voice warm and concerned.
"Just a nightmare about werewolves, you know? the usual" mumbled Henrik, not wanting to worry his brothers, but his words had the opposite effect.
"The usual?" asked Nik, his teeth clenched. Hating, that his brother was afraid of a part of him.
"It's okay Nik. How are you feeling?" asked Henry, causing his brothers to look at him incredulously.
"You were the one who screamed bloody murder, and you're asking how am I feeling?" Henry just nodded, ignoring the bewilderment in his brother's voice.
"You broke your curse, that's pretty big. What are you planning on doing next?" asked Henrik curious.
Nik and Eli exchanged a secretive look as if debating telepathically. "I'm leaving Mystic Falls for a small duration of time, I'm going to look for werewolves, I'm thinking of taking Elijah with me," told him Nik.
"May I come too?" his request surprised his brothers.
"What about your family?" asked Nik.
"You guys are my family too, plus I need to get away for a while. I promise to be good. You could always use my help, I'm a badass witch-boy," told them Henrik, his eyes akin to that of a puppy. Niklaus lost his battle of wills as soon as he looked in them, Elijah just rolled his eyes, fondly remembering times, when Kol and Henrik could get away with murder using that face.
