In which Astraea Mikaelson finds love with the most unexpected people.
Where the bonds of family and friends are tested and tried.
When deciding where is home?
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𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧, the youngest daughter to Esther and Mikael, and younger sister to Finn, Elijah, Niklaus, Kol, and Rebekah. For her even though she was around to see the world change, it still sometimes became a struggle trying to comprehend that it wasn't the same as it was over 1000 years ago.
The vampire life was never easy on her, especially when she had just had a baby and was only sixteen when she was forced to turn.
Having the last name of Mikaelson was a chore in itself. Fleeing from place to place and fearing her life from her father was not what she ever wanted. This wasn't in her plan. The constant looking over the shoulder, she didn't like it.
The only really good thing about being a vampire, in her opinion, was living forever. Experiencing the world change over time was astonishing to her. However, to some people just being a vampire wasn't enough.
Her elder brother Niklaus broke his hybrid curse which resulted in him being able to become both a vampire and a werewolf. He was now properly immortal, nothing would be able to kill him except a white oak stake, but those were extinct. Or so she thought.
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Astraea was sitting in the living room of the giant mansion Klaus had built for the family in Mystic Falls while she was waiting for Rebekah to come home.
As she shifted in her seat anxiously waiting for her sister to walk through the door, Klaus looked over at her and sighed. She was currently posed as the subject for his drawing and the constant shifting of her body was causing him to continuously mess up his lines.
"Sister, will you please sit still for one moment while I try to make you look pretty." He exclaimed exasperated with her constant moving.
"What!" She cried her head shooting away from the doorway to his direction. "Am I not beautiful already, Niklaus? Is that what you're saying?" Raising her eyebrows and narrowing her eyes at him silently telling him to correct his statement before she hurt him.
"Now Astra, you know that is not what I meant." He told her calmly not fazed at all by her silent threat. She took a deep breath and sighed.
"Yes I know Nik, I'm just worried about Bekah."
"She's a big girl, Astra, she can handle herself. Now are you going to be good and sit still so I can paint you or do I have to snap your neck to have you cooperate?" He hummed and she quickly sat still trying to push her worries about Rebekah out of her mind.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
He gave her his 'if you don't shut up I'll snap your neck' look and she shut up again trying not to get on his bad side and end up with her laying on the floor with her neck snapped or worse a dagger ending up in her chest.
