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𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋

1000 years ago

   Fluttering his eyes open, the first moment to capture his eyes that held confusion was the sun blooming on the horizon, almost being covered by the clear, rich blue sky. Just below them, the branches of each tree were spread out with such sweetness, like a parade of colours, an extraordinary beauty that sprung from just the simplest of seeds.

He no longer felt the world of pain but a sense of contentment as he took a glance around, taking in every detail.

   A gorgeous field, filled with colourful and bright flowers and just above them were an iridescent glow of butterflies, all dancing in a whirl with each second their wings fluttering.

   Too lost in his own thoughts, a soft laughter sang in his ear and he turned around, noticing a figure running from a distance as their delicate fingers slightly brushed against the flowers.

   It was a woman.

   A petite woman standing around 5'5.

   Dressed in a white summer dress, her golden brown hair cascaded down like perfect waves as it reflected the light of the sun; each strand moving freely in a breeze.

Squinting his eyes at her, he noticed she was facing him, beckoning him towards her. Curious to get a clear view of who she was, he took long strides towards her.

Now feeling frustrated when she stepped back every time he took a step forward as though she was teasing him?

He quickened his pace to get to her but she laughed, turning away from him as she chased around the butterfly that had been flying above them and he followed her every movement.

She was a mischievous one. That he could tell.

He rolled his eyes at her when she finally stopped, and he came to stand just inches away from her.

   "It's beautiful isn't it?" Her soft and gentle voice spoke. The butterfly was now sat upon her finger with wings of black and purple, the colours blending and swirling. She set it free letting it fly back in the air.

   But all he could focus on was how angelic her voice sounded like music under a summer breeze to his ears. He loved it, it brought him peace. Something he truly hasn't felt ever.

   "It is," he replied back but his gaze was fixated on the side of her face and just by the small glimpse, he had never seen anyone as beautiful and perfect as her. It should be a sin.

   She turned to face him, "Hi," she spoke in a gentle tone, the wide smile on her face never failing to leave.

"Hello," he narrowed his eyes down at her.

   Now, he took in her features closely. Her emerald green eyes glistened as it captured and hypnotised his own. It spoke of a kind soul and serenity. Her skin was like silk over glass and she radiated an intelligent beauty. And lastly, her smile was the best thing he had ever seen, with cute little dimples plastered on both cheeks.

   She was an ethereal beauty.

"Who are you?" He asked, curious to know why he and this woman were the only two people standing here.

"Someone," she replied, her tone full of sassiness.

   He chuckled and her laughter was so free and pure. It made his heart flutter more.

"Come here," she told him but he looked hesitant. She rolled her eyes at him, "I don't bite."

Laughing with a shake of his head, he took a step towards her.

Reaching her hand out, she gently place it on his cheek. "What are you—" before he could ask what she was doing, images had flashed past his eyes and he tried to comprehend what they meant.

It was of them. Together?

   Realisation struck upon him. The goddess in front of him was going to change his life.

   The key to his humanity.

   "You're... you're my soulmate," he stammered over his words.

   "You could say that," she nodded with a smile still playing on her lips.

She intertwined her fingers with his but took a glance over his shoulder, sighing when he made no attempt to move, "Come on," she tugged on his hand, pulling him along as they sauntered around the field.

   Like a lost puppy following her, he could feel the sparks coursing through his body with just one touch from her.

   "You're not real," he said as he firmly kept a hold on her hand, continuing to follow her.

   She was too good for him. He didn't deserve it.

   She stopped and turned to face him, "One day I will be," she answered. "But for now I will be with you, in your mind and heart. Always and Forever." She placed a hand on his chest and he placed his on top.

   Hearing those words gave him determination.

   "Always and Forever," he repeated.

"When?" He asked.

"So impatient," she tutted, laughing at him.

   "I will find you, little dove." A smile curved on his lips, her cheeks flushing at the name he would give her for the time being until they would meet one day.

   "I know," she nodded.

   He tucked a strand of her curl behind her ear, brushing his thumb against her smooth skin and caressing it. She leaned further into his palm when he cupped her cheek, smiling at him.

After all Niklaus Mikaelson always gets what he wants.