X. Where It All Began

many years ago

Kit Mikaelson was only a baby, fast asleep in his crib after his mother tried to get him to sleep for hours. She had left with Jackson, leaving Freya to babysit the sleeping twins, Hayley had a tiring week and needed a day for herself and her husband and Freya loved her niece and nephew. It had taken Kit so long to get to sleep because he refused to stop crying, calling out for the one person he wasn't allowed to see. Kit was a daddy's boy, bonding easily with his father and was actually pretty fine while his mother was a wolf, while his sister would contantly call for Hayley. Kit was always rather content when he was with Klaus, the only person he was as close with was Kol, who was sadly dead. For the brief time that Kol got with Kit he quickly became the favorite uncle, and though Elijah would never admit it, he hated it.

Freya smiled down at Kit and Hope who were nestled against each other, Kit's fingers were wrapped about the side of her hand and Hope had his onesie in her tiny fist. The twins were extremely close, and it was hard to actually seperate them, Hope only left him for Hayley and Kit only left for Klaus. Freya suddenly felt something pierce her neck and she winced, pulling out what had been shot at her. Her eyes widened as she looked at the tranq dart, her head shot to the door that was suddenly banged open, she lifted her hand but found herself unable to use her magic which caused a spark of panic to go through her.

Before she could defend herself, the butt of a gun was stamped on her head, knocking her unconcious. The hunters quickly went over to the crib and raised a walkie talkie to their face.

"Which one do you want?" The hunter asked and the voice of an older man spoke through the communication device.

"Take the boy," The voice said, though no one could see the speaker anyone who had met them would instantly recognize the voice of Gerard Argent. The hunters nodded before grabbing the oldest twin, they both turned around when they heard something slam on the door frame. They smirk at the sight of the mighty hybrid who couldn't get into the apartment due to not being invited.

"Put my child back down or I promise there will be no place you can hide!" Klaus roared at the hunters who only smirked wider. "I will skin you alive!" Klaus roared, banging on the invisible barrier, desperate to save his child.

"And we will raise him to skin you alive," The hunter said, knowing how much it would affect the hybrid. Klaus growled, his hybrid face on full show and his roars woke up Kit who started to cry and reach for Klaus, and he couldn't help but let a tear slip.

"Give me my son!" Klaus yelled, trying desperately to get to his child who kept screaming for him, his large baby cheeks becoming red and tears sliding down his face, the child hadn't seen Klaus in what felt like forever to both son and father and being denied contact was cruel to him. "I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN TO THE END THE EARTH AND YOUR DEATH WILL BE SLOW AND PAINFUL!" Klaus shouted, his face filled with rage and agony, his children became his reason for living and he would rather be killed than loose his son. "YOU WILL BEG FOR DEATH!" Klaus shouted a multitude of threats in his desperation. Finally it seemed as if Kit had had enough and with a scream, the two men that had come to steal him screamed, covering their ears and the one holding the child, letting him fall. Kit levitated screaming in the air before he was floated to Klaus who grabbed him quickly and held him tightly to his chest.

Klaus looked down at his child with joy, happy to have the child in his arms. Kit was now calm, the hunters in the apartment dead from whatever he did to them, Kit smiled up at Klaus, holding onto his father's thumb and sucking on it, causing Klaus to smile widely. Klaus was finally at ease when he felt something sharp enter him from the back. He gasped in shock as he dropped to his knees, feeling something enter his heart. He was careful not to fall forward on his child, instead fighting to stay up on his knees, though this worry was quickly taken away when hands ripped Kit from his arms, causing the child to start crying once again. Klaus's eyes widen with a new fear and he weakly reaches for the person who grabbed his son.

He looked up and saw the face of an elderly man, a face that he would never forget, much like he would never forget the cruel smile that was imprinted to the man's face. Klaus's face was one of anquish as his body desicated due to the dagger stabbed through his back and into his heart, though the pain he felt as he watched the man walk away, slowly rocking and cooing Kit into a calm state felt so much worse.

Gerard walked away with Kit, cooing softly at the child to calm him down and it worked. Kit smiled and grabbed onto Gerard's index finger, girgling happily. Gerard smiled down at the boy, anyone looking would think he was genuinely happy to see the child but really Gerard was happy that he now had one of the most powerful supernatural's in the world, one he could raise to be a hunter. Hunters always had one big problem: The Mikaelsons. They could not be killed by anything the hunters had, and they found it near impossible to subdue them, something was needed that could beat them. Then the word got around of the tribrid twins, and like in most bloodlines the eldest was the strongest, so that was who Gerard set his sights on.

Kate stepped out of the shadows and looked down at the child in Gerard's arms once he exited the building. Kit moved his eyes to her and made gibberish baby sounds, smiling wide and showing off his growing in teeth. Kate smiled at the child, she didn't have to view it as a creature, she knew they were raising him to be a hunter and as far as she was concerned that was what he was. So with a grin she grabbed him from Gerard and started to rock him while he played with her loose curls.

Kate had a slightly bounce to her step as they walked away and to the van that would be taking them to Kansas, where Chris and Victoria Argent resided with their newly born daughter. They both knew that to get the child on their side, they couldn't train him like a soldier, they had to show him love and a reason to care about them and follow orders. Chris and Victoria were parents with a child born very close to the time Kit was, he already had a twin now they were just trading an Mikaelson for an Argent.

"You don't look so scary," Kate cooed down at the small child who gurgled with joy and stretched his hands up at her.

Gerard glanced at them before looking back forward with a smirk, "Say that to the two dead hunters in the apartment, the fear coming off his father must have set him off." Kate smiled down at Kit, not at all put off.

"Protective of family? You'll make a good Argent, yes you will," Kate said with a smile, enjoying playing with the baby who she sat up in her lap and started the play with his hands causing him to laugh. He was a rather happy child, smiling and laughing most of the time.

She took out her keys and dangled them, she heard it was something babies enjoy and was proven correct when he laughed and clapped his hands at the sounds. His hands reached out and a sudden jolt to the car caused Kate to drop the loosely held keys, to her surprise they didn't fall, instead floated in the air. She saw Kit's arms still stretched out towards them and he was moving his arms, the keys moving with them. Kate smiled at the display of power he was unknowingly doing.

It was weeks later, the Mikaelsons had been searching like crazy for Kit and never found him, currently he was in a large house playing with Allison Argent and holding the new name of David Argent. Klaus was taking a break from searching, instead drinking away his sorrows at a bar when Camille came over to talk to him. She tried but he blew her off, not wanting to seem weak, she gave him her usual you can talk to me speech mentioning how bad he is before she walked away. His body moved before he could think and he reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to him and burrying his head in her stomach as his shoulders shook with sobs.

Klaus felt a pain unlike any he had ever felt, it was worse than his hunter's curse. He had his son in his hands and Kit was ripped away from him, his firstborn and his only son was taken away right as Klaus thought he was safe. After that he forced Hayley to invite him in, he refused to be that useless when it came to Hope and the thought that the hunters may come back to take his daughter only added to his paranoia.

This was the one thing that Klaus was unprepared for, and it was the most painful thing that could have happened. Klaus basically dedicated his life to his children, and one of them, the one he was closest to, just got ripped away.