His Perfect Daughter

Chapter 56

*That Friday night at the Bayou. Warning: long ass chapter.

"Well well. Been awhile since you've stepped foot in this place." Helena remarked with a smirk as she kicked the mossy grass.

"What in the bloody hell was that?" Niklaus barked as he instantly grabbed the hem of her shirt.

"Calm down. Get your paws off me. Then we can chat." Helena calmly stated.

"Calm down? Calm down!? What did you do to me?" Niklaus growled.

"Oh that. Just a lil gift from me to you." Helena grinned.

"Is this supposed to be amusing? You lied this entire time!" Niklaus yelled.

"Now hold up. What did I lie about? Cause I would've remembered that." Helena mocked.

"Ever since you revealed yourself, we're both went back and forth regarding that day, but exactly the way I remembered it. Then I decide to revisit and suddenly I see a different version playing out. It is no coincidence I wake up with a headache as well. Let me guess...you were also behind Madelyn's attack as I originally suspected?" Niklaus probed.

"I only did that to play along with ya. I knew that was the version you remembered because I planned it myself. But where did I lie? Right." Helena nodded as she continued, "that's your prerogative whether you wanna believe it or not. I simply opened a door I previously shut." She shrugged. "And about Madelyn. Yeah. I'll give that one to ya." Helena laughed a bit.

"Planned it yourself? Not possible. How have you not aged? Besides when I became a werewolf-vampire, any erased memories would have returned." Niklaus shook his head in disbelief. "You lied about the situation. You said it was my fault and Esther's. Due to my transgressions...and Esther's so eventually she left you there to rot. Which would also mean I left you there to rot. That is what I remember from the version I know and what you told me. Or is that all just some fairy tale as well?" He scoffed as he continued, "I figured despite accusing Davina at first. But I will deal with that after this."

"That's it. You're annoying me again. You will always be a stubborn mother fucker, huh." Helena shook her head as she laughed. "Time to show ya since that's way better than explaining it to ya. But the real version this time. Then we'll get back to that." She stated with a flick of her wrist as she snapped Niklaus to sleep with a brain aneurysm.

*10 Century, unspecified day. Set in autumn in the year 1001.

"Did ya hear?" A man questioned, bumping Helena's arm.

"What is it now Lewis? Another rumor?" Helena rolled her eyes.

"Oh no miss. This ain't no rumor. Everyone knows about it now." Lewis laughed.

"Well do tell." Helena gestured. She had to admit, he made the place more lively with his tales.

"Ya know the Mikaelson family? That good for nothing Viking and his family? Well turns out one of the kids ain't his after all! Woo-wee." Lewis taunted. "And get this...the child belongs to Ansel!The Ansel. The greatest Alpha of our time. But don't tell Hugh that." He grinned as Helena laughed a bit at that. "Anyway, so his kid's name is Niklaus and the problem is...a wolf from Ansel's pack killed his brother. Which means they killed Mikael's actual kid. A mess I tell ya." Lewis shook his head. "There's no telling what's gonna happen, but it's not looking too good for the North East Atlantic Pack nor that werewolf-witch-parasite whatever the hell he is these days." He rambled on.

"Ahh...well you always did know how to tell a story, Lewis. I'll give you that. And don't worry, I won't tell Hugh." Helena winked as she scurried away. Nik, what have you gotten yourself into? How did one of the wolves even manage to kill one of his brothers? Weren't they instructed to stay away from wolves from what I remember? This does not make a lick of sense. She furrowed her brows.