Mystic Falls, 1861
Witches in those times were considered myths, horror stories to make children go to sleep, humans tried to hide the persecutions and the trials they made poor girls make accusing them to be 'witches' 'servants of Satan' 'children of the devil' and so on.
What they didnt know was that witches really existed, Eve and Jolie were two of them, but they were nothing like those girls men until the previous century blamed to be 'servants of Satan' or 'children of the devil'.
That day they were walking in the woods, they didnt notice they went too far they arrived at the edge of the forest, close to the southern army's encampment.
Some soldiers were guarding the border when they heard a noise and one of them saw an human figure, he shot, once, twice, three times
The girls didnt notice that they were being seen and certainly didnt see the bullets in Jolie's direction.
"JOLIE"
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Mystic Falls, today
Eve and Jolie arrived in Mystic Falls for the second time, it had been almost 200 years since the last time and a lot of things changed since then and a lot.
First thing first Eve got back to life thanks to a reseraction spell and then all that new technology was so disturbing.
Something was always the same though: The Salvatore's mansion.
Eve and Jolie are two sisters of awesome powers, even though no one would believe them, right?
Witches, vampires and werewolves are only myths right?
You can only find them in fantasy books, right?
Well this is what they want you to believe.
The two sisters live quitely in Mystic Falls, one day they meet two of the most important and powerful vampires who will change their lives.
War will bring problems and the bullet of the enemy will bring Jolie's life to danger but maybe that is exactly the change they needed.
@herrina and i are writing this story, she is writing the italian version, enjoy!
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.