* I have a part-time job and I'm in college, so I can't commit to a regular update schedule, but I'll share new content whenever I can. This story is definitely not abandoned-I'm too invested in TVD to ever step away from the fandom! *
* The genre of The Almighty is a blend of supernatural, fantasy, adventure, young adult, urban fantasy, action, fanfiction, coming-of-age, romance, mystery, and drama *
"Sometimes, the greatest journey is not the one we choose, but the one that chooses us. It is through the unraveling of our past that we discover the strength to shape our future, and in the face of darkness, we learn what it truly means to be a light."
- Alura Danvers-Luthor, The Almighty
Sixteen-year-old Alura Danvers-Luthor, daughter of Kara Danvers and Lena Luthor, moves to Mystic Falls after discovering she's a witch. Rebellious and hot-headed, Alura quickly lands in trouble, but her guardian, Sheila Bennett, is determined to help her master her powers. As Alura grows closer to Caroline Forbes, she uncovers two prophecies: one foretelling she'll become the most powerful supernatural being on her 18th birthday, either saving or destroying the world; the other revealing she is the soulmate of the Mikaelson siblings, bound to bring hope to their cursed family. As her destiny unfolds, Alura must navigate love, power, and the weight of her fate.
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.