Elijah's Pov:
"Today is her birthday, I was hoping to see her today, at least." I said. I looked at everyone else and they all agreed.
Today Lenza is turning sixteen and Hope has had a lot more visions. The first one she had after the wolf one was her getting drunk, in one she was talking to someone with jet black hair and baby blue eyes, which sounds familiar to me. The others were just of her walking, sleeping, or something else that's not important.
"Elijah? Brother, are you okay?" Niklaus asked me. "We all miss her."
"He's right Elijah." Hayley said to me.
We stood up and started to walk, Freya and Davina were walking in front of all of us, when the suddenly stopped.
"Did you feel that too?" Davina asked Freya.
"What are you guys tal-" Kol started before a girl appeared in front of Davina and Freya. Niklaus was the first to realize who it was.
"Lenza?" He asked.
"Hi" She said.
"What- why- what's going on?" Why did I stutter? She's my daughter. Just then she started to cry.
"I'm so sorry dad." She said and hugged me, I couldn't feel anything other than a chill.
She pulled away and looked up at me.
"I forgot that this spell only makes you feel a chill if I hug you." She sounded so upset.
"Where are you, darling?" Kol asked her. She looked at us, but said nothing.
"Where the bloody hell are you wolf pup?" Klaus all but shouted.
"I'm somewhere far away from New Orleans." She said to us.
"Where?" I asked trying to plead with her. "Please Lenza. Just tell me." I said to her.
She looked at me and looked like she was going to give in.
"I'm in..." She started "Virginia."
"Virg- Mystic Falls." I said with realization.
"How did you know that Brother?" Finn asked.
"When she was fourteen she asked me about where we lived as children and I told her." I said.
*FLASHBACK*
"Hey dad?" Lenza asked me.
"Yes Angel?" I responded.
"Where did you guys grow up?" She wondered.
"Why do you asked sweetheart?" I said back.
"I'm just wondering." She said. "But you told me less than six months ago, that you would answer any question I asked you. You said it was because you didn't want me to hear it from someone not family."
"You're right, I did. Well we lived in northern Virginia, though the town that's there now is called Mystic Falls." I told her.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
"Well then we are coming to get you." Niklaus said.
"Damon." I said.
"What?" Rebekah asked me.
"The man Hope saw with Lenza, it was Damon Salvatore. He has baby blue eyes and jet black hair." I said.
"Hope saw? What are you guys talking about?" She asked.
"Hope has been having visions of you and stuff that's happened to you." I said. She looked at the ground. "Did you go to a ball?"
"Yes. It was a founders ball or something like that." She replied.
"Did you trigger your curse?" I asked her.
"Yes." You could hear the sadness in her voice.
"What color is your eyes and fur?" I asked.
"White fur, and as for the eyes aren't wolf eyes golden?" She asked.
"In Hope's vision your eyes were blue." I told her.
"Well, the only person that would know is Tyler." She said.
"Tyler? As in Tyler Lockwood?" Klaus asked her.
"Yes? Why?" She asked.
"Niklaus you will put aside your anger." I shot him a warning look. "Wait did you get drunk?"
"Um. Well, kind of." She said.
"Not kind of." Another voice said. It wasn't any of ours.
"Tyler. My most tragic creation." Klaus spoke.
"Tyler how did you-" She started.
"It's the paranoia you share with Nik, you put a salt circle around yourself to do the spell, when he stepped in, it brought him to where you where." Freya said.
"Oh?" She said.
"Tyler what do you mean by she didn't get 'kind of drunk'?" I asked him.
"She was laughing at absolutely nothing." He said. "And according to her friend, she didn't even drink that much." Lenza was still looking at the ground.
"Well, we are coming to get you." I said.
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He Found Her// Elijah Mikaelson
FanficHe found her when she was a baby. He could see she still was covered in blood. He could tell it had been only a few hours. He named her Lenza Ray Mikaelson. She was kept away from the world and in an apartment for the first thirteen and a half year...