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She always did have a fear of death. When she opened her eyes everything around her was black. She was cold and beyond terrified.

She was laying on the floor with looked like it had water on it. But when she stood up to feel her back it was dry.

Where the hell was she?

She wanted Klaus to be here. Not alone. Loneliness was another one of her fears. That's why she stayed with Ben so long. She was the only one she knew there and without him, she was alone.

Klaus.

Suddenly all the memories of the warehouse came flooding into her head and she immediately began to rub her hand for comfort.

"Im dead. I'm freaking dead." She said frantically. "Oh wow."

"Pas exactement." A voice said. 'Not exactly.'

She turned around and was met with a familiar face. She squinted her eyes and looked at the person. It was a woman wearing a white dress. She had blonde hair that was braided back.

"Wait." Cordelia said.

The woman turned to the side to confirm her questioning. On the woman's shoulder was a hibiscus tattoo.

"Mom?"

The woman nodded and smiled. Cordelia realized that how her moms hair was always styled. In a French braid with her side bangs out.

"Oh my god." Cordelia felt the tears growing in her eyes. She immediately ran to hug her mom.

She realized how much she missed her. The memories of her in the hospital sick in bed came back to her. The memories of her mom in bed getting weaker every day before she finally passed cane back.

But here she was. Right in front of her.

"Maman, où en sommes-nous?" Cordelia asked. 'Mom, where are we?'

"Je ne suis pas tout à fait sûr. Ce que je sais, c'est que nous devons vous ramener à la vie." 'I am not entirely sure. What I do know is that we have to get you back to the living.'

"The living?"

"This man, Klaus Mikaelson, he needs you dear. Your souls are tethered to each other and have been since the day you bonded spiritually. It won't be long now before he loses his mind and turns insane." Her mom explained.

"You speak English?" Cordelia asked bewildered.

"Aw Kiernan, I wanted to explain it to her." Another voice said.

Another woman wearing a white dress came into the what seemed to be an endless room.

"Who is this?"

The woman had brown hair and green eyes. She smiled to Cordelia. "A friend. Of your moms."

"This is one of the ancestors." Kiernan explained. "Rebecca."

"That's funny one of my best friends is named Rebecca. Wait what is an ancestor?" Cordelia questioned.

"Difficult to explain. I'm only here because there is vampire blood in your system." Rebecca said.

"I don't have—" Then she remembered her and Klaus' 'night' together. "Oh."

"Yes see when vampires are having s—"

"No no there's no need for that. We're good I understand perfectly." Cordelia interrupted.

"Okay good that was going to be a difficult conversation with my daughter. Now we move on to what your going to be when you wake up."

"A vampire. Klaus told me all about how when you die with vampire blood in your system then you come back as a vampire."

"Yes but the others have been thinking about it from the moment you died. Me and your mother got our asses chewed for this decision but we are able to go through."

"What do you mean?" Cordelia asked confused.

"The ancestors don't want to corrupt your soul with the vampire gene, they want you to just die and find peace and be with your dear mom here to look over your loved ones. But after hearing about you and your lovers bond and your mom thinking your too young to die, we've decided to want something different for you. If you choose to."

Cordelia's face lighted up a little when Rebecca said she'd be able to stay with her mom. But then she thought back to Klaus.

"What is it?"

"You would come back as a vampire, but a special one. The ancestors agreed to grant you with certain abilities. You would never have the thirst for blood and would be able to have children. They would be special too. And if you were to ever die, then you'd find peace, and be here with me." Kiernan explained.

"Your life would've bound to the one you have the spiritual bond with. He goes you go, you go he goes, but you find peace. You have a choice here though dear. We don't have to send you back." Rebecca said.

"You are too young to be truly dead, but whatever you decide I'll support."

Cordelia looked between the two with scrunched eyebrows. If she chose one, she lot the other.

How was she supposed to choose between the two people she loved most in the world?

   
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Only two more chapters of act one🌺 also I love the name Kiernan so I'm making that her moms name✌🏽 hope you enjoyed ❤️