Hey, my name is Amara Michaelson. YES, the sister of the Michaelson siblings.
I'm adopted.
You see, when I was very young, my father and mother were killed by other werewolves. My father and mother were werewolves and unknowingly, passed the genes into me.
When I met the Original Witch, Esther, she immediately named me as her own. She knew what I was, but still took me in anyways and after a while, Michael started to love me.
He said I was his favorite.
Then when Henrik was killed by those who used to be my family, Esther turned us all into vampires. When Niklaus and I made our first kills, we turned. I tried and tried to reject it and Michael helped me.
I spent my full moons trying to reject my wolf while Michael has Esther bond Niklaus's wolf.
He knew that Niklaus would never willingly reject it, but he knew I was trying.
I made him feed me wolfsbane and vervain during the full moon to help me, and when Michael went after my siblings, I fed it to myself, drinking it and eating it no matter how much I wanted to throw it up.
I stayed in a cave, starving myself of blood until Michael came back 5 years after he left.
I know. You're wondering how I didn't die or dessicate.
I'll tell you. Animals sometimes wandered into my cave and I drained them all dry.
Hee unchained me and ordered me to turn. I tried to do as he asked me, and I couldn't. I could feel my wolf in my mind, but I couldn't get her to come out. I thanked him and he chuckled.
"You are my daughter and I would do anything for you." He responded.
"It's time for you to go live your life. Behave and if you see your siblings, tell them I am after them." He says. I nod.
"Don't forget to drink Vervain so Niklaus can't compel you." He adds. I nod and hug him.
"See you soon, Father." I whisper.
"Be good my child." He whispers, leaving.
That was back then. This is now. And now, I am back in Mystic Falls.Alle rechten voorbehouden