The other Mikaelson.
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Complete, First published Mar 04, 2021
"There's only one person in this world who scares my brother to his core."  Rebekah says. 

"Who?"  Damon hissed. 

"His little sister."  Elijah mumbled. 

"Rebekah?" Elena huffed in disbelief. 

"No. The Mikaelson they left out in our story. Christina." Kol said numbly. 

"Hold on there's more of you?" Damon huffed. 

"We thought she was dead. Killed by Nicklaus. Until now." Elijah said glumly. 

********************* 

My name is Christina. The lost Mikaelson. Being the youngest as a girl make me the less impressive one. I was forgotten. 

I'm the only vampire capable of breaking all the silly little rules vampires have. I was my mother's favourite so I got a few extra little perks that no one knew about. 

Including my tolerance to the white oak stake Nicklaus used to try and get rid of me so he could create his little hybrids. 

I faked my death knowing it was only a matter of time till Nicklaus found his doppelgänger and then I'd take back what was mine. 

He daggered my family. Killed the man I loved. Ripped apart my life. Now he's going to pay. 

The venom in my fang can weaken him making a simple wooden dagger fatal to him.  A werewolf scratch may kill a vampire. But I am the only vampire who's bite can kill a hybrid. 

So big brother are you ready for our little reunion?
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