/Mystic Falls/09-06-2008/
"You know...you should be here joining me in this...this is your heritage child" a voice carrying old age and wisdom spoke, evident of how much experience the source has had.
"Grams, you know those are just superstitions passed down from god knows where, it doesn't matter to me, besides I don't look anything like a witch, you do, but not me" the second voice spoke. The youthful energy could be felt from the young lady who spoke, young African American, no more than a teenager as she walks into the sitting room further away from where her grams is.
"That's what you think" mutters the old witch while still in the process of concocting an unknown potion, not minding the condescending tone of her beloved granddaughter. "Did you say something grams?"
"I said that's what you think, we are from a powerful lineage of wi.."
"Witches, yea, I know, powerful with mystical and magical abilities, grams, you have said that countless times, our race is strong enough to contend with other supernaturals which are mostly fictional by the way while still hiding from ordinary people..it's hard not to belief such... heritage" the young lady scoffs. Without looking at her granddaughter, the old witch replies, almost at the last step of the concoction "there is a reason we hide from the mortals, and these supernaturals that you so much think are make beliefs, are as real as reality can ever be, whether you believe it or not, they are there" she pauses, making the final steer of the potion before leaving it to cool off, finally she raises her head from where she was and looks towards her granddaughter for a few moments, before sighing and heading away from her cauldron towards the sitting room, she takes her sit on a long couch and continues "look child, I get how you feel, especially how you have grown...sigh...I have only told you about our family and it's history but I never did tell you in full about the others and seeing as you take it as a fairy tale maybe I'll just leave it has it is"
"Grams, it's not....sigh...fine I'm sorry..it's just, come on, it's hard to believe" the young lady says, not forgetting to move towards her grandmother, sitting beside her on the old couch, holding her hands as though scared that if she let's them go they'll break, she continues " I want to learn, know more about these supernaturals and this time I'll take every word as true" the old witch stares deeply into her eyes, trying to find some falsehood in them concerning her words, but even if she does the old witch knows that her granddaughter needs to have these knowledge because she will need it sooner than she expects
"Tell me what you remember about all I have ever said"
"Well, I do remember we are as old as mystic falls could be and we are not the only supernaturals in this world, some as old as our family, some younger and while others are far much ancient than ancient records can pick up. And there are shapeshifters, drone..."
"Druids, Bonnie, druids..go on"
"Yeah, sure, druids...and then you talked about the five strongest supernaturals out there which are the fairies, the witches, that's us, the werewolves, The Hunters and the vampires..I think that's all"
"Good. That should make my job easier. Although our family, the Bennett, are part of witches, we have had dealings with other covens as well as other supernaturals. Now what I know of I'm going to tell you and you must take these things to heart, I may not know much about The Fairies but what I do know is that as neutral as they can be, they are extremely dangerous. The Hunters, as they are called, are humans blessed by nature or higher beings to be the strongest, fastest, and most durable of their kind, created to be protectors, to be hunters. As for The Werewolves, they come in two forms, The Lycans, born from a plague , and The Shapeshifters, cursed to be slaves to the moon, both are the banes and the archenemies of The Vampires. The Vampires, few forms they come in, some of which I have no idea but legends dates them back to more than five thousand years. Some born from a curse, some from plagues, others a deal with a higher being, and others from magic.
But the ones I'm going to tell you today are the vampires, specifically the ones that concern us, our family..."
"Seems like this is what you wanted to talk about before, you must have known some of them"
"Our family has had dealings with them...or rather one who supports us. These family are one of the most powerful coven of vampires in the world. They are called The Originals. Created by magic, they have lived for over a thousand years. Even though, other covens tend to stay quiet, they rather make themselves known. They are a family of witches, and original vampires. They are eight in numbers and you must remember them well, according to their importance like your life depends on it. From the most important to the least,
Mikael, The Original Vampire Hunter, The Vampire who hunts, The head of Mikaelson family,
Esther, The Original Witch, the wife to Mikael, creator of the originals
Finn Mikaelson, The Boar, the selfless martyr
Elijah Mikaelson, The Noble
Kol Mikaelson, The wildest
Rebekah Mikaelson, The Noble lady
Child, if ever you meet them, you must always be cautious and stay on your guard, they can never be trusted..."
"Grams, you only mentioned six of them, you said they were eight"
"If you had listened, I said remember them according to their importance...the last two are the most dangerous of all of them, they are in a league of their own, far more ruthless and more famous in the supernatural world than the rest of their family members.
The first being Niklaus Mikaelson, The Vampire King, The Alpha, and The Original Hybrid, half wolf, half vampire. He has a hold over the family, a ruthless and cunning beast, relentless in his endeavors to rule. When you see him, Bonnie, please I beg you....run."
With the tension rising, candle lights dimmer, chilling cold with every breathe they took visible to eyes, Bonnie without even realizing how long she has been holding her breathe and how much force she uses to squeeze her grandmother's hands, engrossed with rapt attention, she asked in a tone no different from a whisper but the old witch could still hear it clearly "Then the last one, who is he..it's a he right?"
"Hehee...yes it's a he...most powerful of them all as well as the youngest one. Remember when I said our family has one who supports us. Fortunately or unfortunately, He is the one... Henric Mikaelson, The Noblesse, The Runemaster, The beserker, and....
.....The Original Tribrid....."
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A/N so I was just scrolling and checking up on things and I just realized webnovel placed me on the 'novel' category instead of the 'fanfic' this is supposed to be a fanfic .so if you know what I need to do I really do need help..wanted to switch it over but I can't and it will affect a whole lot. maybe I'll open a new account and post there don't know yet. fingers crossed. now I really need a dis.cord and pa.treon account.