Rose knew she isn't normal. And neither was her family. Like which family force their daughter to live alone and change her house every single fucking year, definitely not a normal one.
She wanted to find answers to all the hidden secrets kept by her family and she got the chance when one day, during her 'annual ritual' of shifting houses, a group of zombies attacked her........ and she met him.
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"Creature?"
"Well, it implies to all kinds collectively. Both of bright land and dark land. The world is roughly segregated into three categories. First where humans reside alongside hunters, second Bright land, where all the mermaids, fairies, Pegasus, etc. creatures of the day live and on the contrary, third, the dark land where creatures of the night like vampires, werewolves, zombies, dragons, etc. live."
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"So I am not a human? I am half dark and half bright land's creature?"
"And that's what makes you human. How do you think the first human was born? Humans are hybrids of creatures of dark and light. But the firstborn humans had superpowers. Power no one can control. But with evolution, most humans lost their powers. Some are still left, those are known as hunters, but their powers are nowhere as strong as the firstborns."
"So if Damon found out that I am a half-half hybrid, he will kill me?"
"Without a doubt."
First I couldn't be with my mate because he is a vampire prince and I belongs to a family of werewolves and now this.
Fuck my life.......
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The Quarter is quiet. Marcellus controls the vampires. The wolves live like outcasts in the Bayou. The Witches have a rocky peace with the vampires.
The Mikaelsons raise Hope in their family home. All is peaceful, quiet despite the minor disputes.
However the newest Scottish visitors have a long history that they plan on bringing to town.
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"They don't like the idea of new vampires in New Orleans." He reports shamefully, holding his head downwards. The butler seemed as though fearing for his life.
I hold the lavender ball gown up to my chest, looking at myself in the floor length mirror. "On the contrary, dear Joseph," I pause, listening as my sweet Scottish accented voice floats around the room in tranquility. I turn to him, my ice eyes resting on him. "We are very, very old vampires."
I drop the dress, and the butler looks up in fear. My movements are as fast as a striking snake, tearing out his throat in such a swift movement there's barely any mess.
I look into his eyes as he raises his hands to his neck, falling to the ground in a light thump. I walk back and pick up the lavender dress, admiring my smiling reflection in the mirror as the tragically human butler bleeds out onto the expensive Russian rug.
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Some plot lines and moments of the Originals has been altered for this story. Camille is human (alive). Marcel is not a super vamp. However, Hope is seven years old.
I only own the events and Characters I design, the rest all belong to the CW and the wonderful writers.
Edit:: The Title has been changed from Casket Crowns to Her Majesty
The reasoning is that the characters designed in this story are being used in a series of novels that will NOT be fan fictions. If you're interested in Merida and her brothers furthermore, stay tuned for the actual Fiction/Fantasy book I'll publish on my profile.
August 10, 2020 UPDATE: This story is old, I started it several years ago and therefore has many flaws. Read at your own risk.