A Whole New World ~ Act 1

Chapter 14

Arielle POV

"This book... It... It contains my entire childhood and it contains how to kill me and my family." I don't know why I told her this, she could in theory use it against me but I trusted her for some stupid reason. I continued explaining.

"It was written by my grandfather. Both my grandparents were psychopaths. They are the reason my family and I are like we are. We are the original vampires. Bram Stoker, that you think created vampires, based Dracula off of my brother Niklaus. He just embellished it somewhat."

"My father and my aunts and uncles were all turned around the year 1000. I turned slightly later, I was only 1 when my family was changed. I was then changed when I was 17. My grandmother used my mother's blood to change us. The change started when I was 1 as I had my mother's blood inside me already. My mother was killed by my own grandmother while she forced my family, including my father, to watch."

"By the time my family realised what was happening, it was too late. They were vampires. With normal vampires, you could use a wooden stake to kill them, but for an original? It is a lot harder, near impossible. My uncle Nik keeps the only weapons that can hurt us firmly locked away. I don't even know where they are kept."

"My grandfather became obsessed with killing us. He searched and searched for a way to do it. This book details not only his research, but his final conclusion too. He found a way to kill them. We have been on the run for hundreds of years from my own grandfather."

"What about your grandmother?" Swan asked me.

"She discovered that you couldn't keep your witch powers and be a vampire. Nature requires some sort of balance. She refused to give up her powers and become an abomination, like us." I wiped a lone tear away from my cheek.

Olivia rested her hand on mine.

"You're not an abomination. You're my friend." She whispered slightly. "Wouldn't an abomination leave me to get raped by those men in that car lot? You saved me Arielle. That proves that you are not an abomination." I smiled slightly.

"The other thing that we can do is turn our emotions off. I spent many years with my emotions off. Some very recently. It is just a simple switch."

"You said your grandmother didn't want to become a vampire because she would lose her powers, yet you said that you were also a witch? How?" She asked simply.

"I am the only witch and vampire hybrid. It's because it was my mother's blood used. I have a much higher potency, it's part of my make up, not just something ingested like my family. It allowed me to retain my powers and become a hybrid." I explained simply.

"How big is your family? You said Aunts and Uncles. So you must have quite a big one?"

I smiled at her question and walked towards a large portrait of us all on the wall.

"This portrait was painted in 1654. It was one of the last times my entire family were together, well most of the family. The eldest of my Aunts and Uncles was Freya Mikaelson. She died before most of the siblings were born. The next was Finn Mikaelson, he is still alive but he is extremely depressed after the death of his mate. Then my dad, Elijah Mikaelson and then my Uncle Niklaus Mikaelson then Kol Mikaelson and then you met Rebekah Mikaelson, my Aunt."

"Lastly was my Uncle Henrik who is the reason that we are vampires. He was killed by the werewolves of the village soon after I was born. It was his death that triggered my grandmother's spell."

"That's quite a family you have and I'm sorry for your loss. I know it was many years ago but I know how some deaths never leave you." I shrugged.

"My father and Aunts and Uncles still struggle with Henrik's death but I never knew him really. When he died, I was a few days old, but thank you anyway, and I'm sorry about your mother. What happened to your father?"

"Well you see I don't really know, that's the most frustrating part. I have this necklace with his picture in it." She said taking it off and holding it, "But no one knows who he is. My Uncle said he lives/lived in Mystic Falls but that's about all I know." I looked at her shocked. Small world huh.

"Can I look at that locket?" I asked her, some family lockets have crests on that could help me. She passed it to me and I gasped.

"What? What's wrong?" Swan said, starting to panic.

"I know who your family is, I don't know your father, I haven't been to Mystic Falls for years, but you're Salvatore. Your father is a Salvatore. I can introduce you to some relatives at some point who might know who your father is though."

"Salvatore. I like it. I guess you should call me Salvatore now then, not Swan." I laughed and nodded.

"And I guess you should probably call me Mikaelson." I said as we both laughed, clutching our stomachs after a while. I can't remember the last time I laughed like this. Maybe I wouldn't call her Salvatore, maybe I should call her Olivia...

After all, friends call other friends by their first names right?