this is kinda short for once omg bless i feel so successful

the gif tho omg precious smol insane murderous bean ilysm pls come back

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Imagine being a Mikaelson and a hybrid like Klaus (his twin) and meeting Kai in the 1994 prison world where you compare your sucky lives

  Dust flew behind your shiny car as you pressed your foot roughly against the gas pedal after pushing a pair of sunglasses to your eyes to hide them from the bright sun. The sun, which you knew would be blocked by the moon, because you had been living the same damn day for the past three months.

  It was miserable, but admittedly, you did deserve it after going on a murderous rampage through several little towns, including Mystic Falls, which was quite ironic, considering how you were afterwards shoved into a prison world that resembled the very same town, only in 1994. Your family didn't really appreciate you triggering your werewolf gene, especially after you took all the fun out of being a hybrid, and you couldn't really blame them for throwing your ass into that hellhole. The only thing that really bothered you, was the fact that your twin, Niklaus, didn't get the same fate as you, although he did things just as bad, if not worse.

  Being a part of the Mikaelson family, not exactly a cakewalk. You did love your family, your twin brother especially, but apparently they considered you a liability, and therefore locked you in a prison world without an exit. And for the first two weeks, you managed well, but then things started to get hellish and you began roaming through the states in the hopes of finding another lost, misunderstood soul. And in this case, misunderstood, meant a vicious killer, one of the two Original hybrids, now seeking for vengeance against her lousy excuse of a family.

  You thought it was quite unfair, how you were treated. But, you weren't one to complain and bitch about every single obstacle that came in your way, so you sucked it up, knowing there wasn't much else to do either. You began your adventure around the states, and honestly, you could have driven to freaking Finland with all the time you had in your hands, but somehow, you just felt attracted to Mystic Falls. Maybe it was the innocent blood you shed, or the feeling of being victorious, but nonetheless, you turned your car around, which by the way was absolutely, most definitely not your car, but you fancied it so you took it. And, you drove back to the small town in Virginia.

  Your life had become boring, but at times, it could be fun too. After all, you were all alone and the whole world was for you to ruin, and you could do as much stupid shit as you wanted to, get wasted every day if you liked, and have just as much fun as you preferred. But, on some days, you realized that you were, indeed, all alone, and the temptation to end your days of misery grew almost irresistible, but in the prison world, you couldn't kill yourself. It was supposed to be your hell, so why would you be allowed to escape?

  And, on top of that, you were an Original hybrid, and therefore, impossible to kill, except with some white oak, but it didn't matter anyway.

  But on one day, which also happened to be the same day as yesterday, and every other day as well, something incredible happened. You were a bit of a lone wolf to be honest, literally, and especially when you had spent the last three months without any other options, but you were willing to take any company offered, and therefore you felt blissful when you heard signs of life in a store you had broken into.

  You were on the other side of the store, eating a donut in the middle of the mess you had created by pushing down the shelves, just because you didn't have anything better to do either, when you heard someone stumble over one of the fallen shelves, followed by a series of grunts, groans, and aggressive swearing. You peeked from underneath your sunglasses, and finished the donut, licking your fingers clean before creeping over to the opposite side of the store to see who was there. Concluding from the complaints you heard, it was a man, and your heart fluttered at the thought, but you reminded yourself who you really were, so you shook your head to wipe the thoughts away.

  You were desperate for any kind of contact, but you were still wary, and grabbed a baseball bat from the shelf nearby, before stepping out and facing the stranger. You held the bat up, ready to take a swing and smack his head off, but you were frozen by the absolutely stunning sight. Damn, was all you could think of, because if it was just you and him in that prison world, you certainly got lucky. That son of a bitch was the most handsome man you had ever seen, with the most charming smile ever, pulling up those lips you aimed to kiss one way or another.

  It was just you and him, for the rest of your sucky lives, so why not get things going, you know?

  "Oh, God", you blurted out, taken aback by the sharp jawline that could cut, the beautiful eyes with a boyish spark in them, the fluffy hair that begged to be touched, and the damn smirk. Your reaction made the stranger laugh, and you dropped the baseball bat eventually, your heart melting at the sight of him and the sound of his voice - how did anyone have such an attractive laughter? And more importantly, who the hell was this guy, and what kind of sorcery was he using to make you, cold bitch Y/N Mikaelson, fall in love like this?

  "Nope", he grinned, "I'm actually considered as the Devil, to be honest. So, sorry to disappoint you", and offered you his hand, which you took immediately, just wanting to feel his smooth skin against yours. His large hand grabbed yours, and you let out an adoring sigh at his tight grip, almost ashamed of how weak you became in his presence, but a bigger part of you couldn't care less, really.

  "I'm Y/N. Y/N Mikaelson", you breathed out, losing yourself in his endless, intense eyes. You began dreaming of marrying him right at this very spot, embracing him, kissing him, but to maintain your badass reputation, you cleared your throat, and sternly added, "The Original hybrid. Partly a werewolf, partly a vampire", aiming to impress the attractive young man.

  "Werewolves exist?", he asked, evidently surprised and it made you smirk - obviously you were the greatest thing he had ever seen. "Huh, cool. I'm Kai Parker, the sociopath who killed most of his family", he introduced himself with a proud grin, causing you to shiver as his grip on your hand tightened. You narrowed your eyes at him, impressed, and still, attracted to the man in front of you. But, instead of attacking his lips with your own ones, you nodded your head, and moved on to the next matter.

  "Why are you here?", you asked then, and let go of him, before grabbing a bag of chips from the shelf next to you, and ripping it open. You offered some to Kai, and the both of you munched on the chips as you walked outside, where you found yourselves sitting on the hood of your car, talking about what you had done and why you were currently, and always, residing in the prison world.

  Kai very thoroughly explained all the crimes he had committed, which led into his family banishing him into the prison world, and the same worked for you, really. But you considered your situation worse, your family even more terrible, and your actions more ruthless. After all, Kai did have a motive of some kind, whilst you just killed who you liked, wanting to show off your new abilities and powers as one of the two first hybrids in existence. You were proud, arrogant, and perhaps that was why you were currently sharing a bag of salty chips, with a psycho that had murdered his family, in a prison world for irredeemable people who were destined to spend an eternity, living the same day, over and over again.

  "Alright, but", you started, before listing several reasons why your case was worse, but it only made Kai laugh. And although you hated your reputation to be scratched with such mocking laughter, you couldn't help but smile, because at least you did indeed make him laugh, and that was just an angelic sound, like music to your ears.

  "But!", Kai intervened, but before he could continue, you interrupted by slapping his shoulder.

  "Oh, quit whining, pretty boy", you rolled your eyes, which earned a similar slap to your own shoulder. Kai smirked, and you felt your heart melt at the warm expression aimed toward you, but you tried to remain under control, and inhaled deeply to pick up some kind of strength from around you. You didn't want to seem so weak and fond over him, but you feared you already liked him way too much.

  "I suggest you do the same, sweetheart", Kai grinned, nudging you slightly with his elbow which made you laugh as you threw the last chips in your mouth. You had a feeling you'd enjoy your time with Kai, at least for a while.

  He did seem like good fun, with an equally tragic past behind him. Maybe you and him could connect on several levels, really.