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𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 ┆𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦
❪ ﹆ ━ 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 ⋆⭒˚.⋆ ❫

𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗦𝗔𝗟𝗩𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗘'𝗦 stood in Elena's kitchen with her, Anastasia sitting on top of the counter as she swung her legs and stared off into space, her head filled with thoughts of finally being able to touch her best friend again after a century of being away from him.

"It was their mother, Ester, who was sealed in that coffin." Elena tells the brothers and their niece/daughter.

"As in the Original witch?" Stefan asked.

"What? How is she even alive?" Damon questioned, "Thought her hybrid freak show of a son ripped her heart out a thousand years ago."

"I don't know. I'm guessing she has a couple connections in the witching community." Elena said, "Elijah said that she wants to live in peace with her family, including Klaus."

"She was supposed to be the weapon to help us kill Klaus."

"Well, not anymore...at least not according to Elijah."

"That coffin was the only thing stopping Klaus from tearing us to shreds." Stefan stated.

"Anyone else feeling a little used right now?" Asked Damon.

"Look, Elijah promised me that his family wouldn't hurt any of us." Elena said.

"His brother definitely wouldn't touch a hair on Anastasia's head." Stefan looks in his niece's direction.

At the sound of her name falling from her Uncle's lips, Anastasia shoots him a sarcastic smile while holding her middle finger up in the air towards him just as the doorbell rings.

"I believe him." Elena says as she walks towards the door. Pulling it open, no one stands outside, but there are two envelopes sitting on the steps and a large rectangular box, Anastasia's name written on one of the envelopes that rested on the top of the box.

Turning back inside and closing the door, Stefan and Damon are standing near here while Anastasia is sitting on the stairs.

"What is that?" Asked Damon.

"For you." Elena hands over the box to Anastasia as she opens the envelope. "It's an invitation. "Please join the Mikaelson family, this evening at seven o'clock. For dancing, cocktails and celebrations." She read.

"Who the hell are the Mikaelson's?" Asked Stefan.

"The Original Family." Anastasia says as she reads her own card, a smile slowly appearing at the words.

"It's not bad enough they're moving into town, now they want a housewarming gift?" Damon rolls his eyes.

"Wait, there's a note on the back." Elena says as she turns over the invitation, reading the back out loud, "Elena, I think it's time that we finally met, Esther."

"What does yours say?" Damon asked his daughter, noticing the look on her face.

"Roses are red, and so is everything that looks good on you. Here's a gift from me to you, make sure you wear it tonight and save me a century's worth of dances. Love yours truly, the handsome, Kol Mikaelson." Anastasia reads, before untying the beautiful ribbon that rested on the box and pulling the lid open. "He always was so full of himself."

"What does the dress look like?" Elena tries to look over the lid to the box, but Anastasia quickly closes it before anyone could see what it looked like.

"No. You'll get to see it if your guard dogs allow you to go." Anastasia tells her as she stands up from the stairs before walking out to her car.

𑁍˚⸝⸝ --

𝗞𝗢𝗟 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗦 front of a full-length mirror wearing a black evening suit while a tailor adjust it to fit him as Finn and Elijah also prepare for the ball, and Rebekah has her nails painted by an assistant.

"Rebekah?" Kol smirks as he checks himself out in the mirror, "Tell me how handsome I am."

"Ah, Kol, you know I can't be compelled." Rebekah tells her older brother as she looks at her nails, "And I'm not Anastasia."

Finn grins at the interaction between his two youngest siblings as the door to the house opens up, and Klaus walks in, going straight to Rebekah.

"You went after Elena? What is wrong with you?!"

"Here we go."

"Do you want another dagger in your heart?" Klaus questions her.

"Again with the dagger threats? Don't you have any other tricks?"

Klaus turns to look at him for a split second, "Oh, go back to staring at yourself."

"And who are you, my father?" Kol asked.

"No, Kol." Klaus turns and walks towards him, "But you're in my house."

"The perhaps we should go outside." Kol stands up as the two stare at each other.

Esther walks in, "Enough! Niklaus. Come."

𑁍˚⸝⸝ --

"𝗜𝗙 𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗛𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧 to talk to me, maybe I should find out why." Elena throws her arms out as she walks into her living room, Stefan and Damon following behind her.

"Well that's a dumb idea, she already tried to kill you once." Damon tells her.

"No, Elena is right. Bonnie was led to open that coffin for a reason. I think there is more to this than just some family reunion." Stefan said.

"Can we go back in time where the old Stefan cared if Elena lived or died?" Damon asked his brother, causing Elena to look down at the floor.

"What for?" Stefan asked with a smirk on his face as he leans against the doorway, "My only purpose in life is to make sure my niece lives another hundred years."

"Stefan has a point, Damon. I should find out what she wants." Elena tells the eldest Salvatore.

"You can't protect yourself."

"Okay fine, then I'll go." Stefan said.

"You've pissed off enough originals to last a lifetime, I'll go." Damon snatches the invitation out of Elena's hand.

"Hey!" Elena protest.

"End of story."

𑁍˚⸝⸝ --

𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗔 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗦 𝗜𝗡 front of the mirror in her bedroom as she runs her hands over the beautiful red dress Kol had gifted her, one that she was sure Rebekah had helped him pick out for her.

"You look more like your mother everyday." Damon's voice comes from behind her, causing her to turn around, pushing a piece of curled hair out of her face, "It terrifies me, really. I wish she could see you right now. She'd be proud of you. But she'd be even more disappointed in what kind of father I am."

"You're a good dad, Dad." Anastasia tells him with a soft smile.

"No, I haven't." Damon shakes his head, moving to sit on the end of her bed, "I left Stefan to take care of you because I resented what I was. I was hardly there when you were dying, I wasn't there to help you become a vampire."

Anastasia sits down next to him, "We all make mistakes that we regret, Dad. At least you're here now." She lays her head on his shoulder, both of them glancing in the mirror across from them.

"Yeah. I'm here now." Damon kisses the top of her head, resting his chin on her head.

𑁍˚⸝⸝ --

𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗦 𝗣𝗨𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢 the driveway in front of the Mikaelson Mansion where inside there were people talking to each other as a live band plays classical music.

Damon and Anastasia walk into the house, walking over to where Carol stood, Damon handing her a glass of Champagne as Anastasia holds one in her own hand.

"Hello, Carol." Damon greeted her.

"Hello." The two clink their glasses together before the mother looks over at Anastasia with a smile, "Ana, honey. You look beautiful."

Anastasia smiles at the Lockwood mother, "Thank you, Ms. Lockwood. You look amazing as well."

"Hanging out with your new besties?" Damon asked the mayor.

"I'm the Mayor, Damon. When the oldest, deadliest, family of vampires moves into your town, you welcome them with a smile." Carol tells him.

"Hmm. Well at least you know who you're borrowing that cup of sugar from." He says, causing Anastasia to jab him in the side with her elbow.

"I'm trying to protect this town. They've assured me they want peace, and I've assured them that I'd enforce it."

"Mayor Lockwood." Kol's voice sounds from behind them as he walks over and grabs the mayor's hand, placing a kiss to her knuckles as he greets her, "We haven't formally met. Kol Mikaelson. I hope your lovely town embraces us just as much as we plan to embrace it."

"Damon Salvatore." Damon holds his hand out, "Have we met?"

"I've met a lot of people, your lovely daughter being one of them." Kol smirks at the man, holding his hand for Anastasia to place her hand in his, and she does so, letting the Original pull her into his side, "And you don't particularly stand out. Come, Darling."

"You know, that's how you get people to not like you." Anastasia tells him with a smirk on her face as the two walk away, Kol's arm around her shoulder as his is around her waist, catching Elena walking in out of the corner of her eye.

"I don't need people to like me, Darling." Kol tells her as he looks down at her with a smile on his face, "I just need you to like me."

"I don't like you, Kol." Anastasia tells him with a serious look on her face, before her smile came back, "I love you."

"I love you, too."

𑁍˚⸝⸝ --

"𝗨𝗛, 𝗜𝗙 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗘 could gather please." Elijah stands at the top of the stairs where his family were gathering, "Anastasia. You're in the wrong place."

The Salvatore playfully rolls her eyes at the Original, walking up the stairs to pass the others, standing on the top right next to Kol, and not noticing the inconspicuous glare from the Original witch as she walks down the stairs to stand behind the two.

"Welcome, thank you for joining us. You know, whenever my mother brings our family together like this, it's tradition for us to commence the evening with a dance." Elijah continues.

Down the stairs, Stefan and Damon look up at the family.

"Do you see who I see?" Questioned Damon.

"Oh, yeah." Stefan says, adverting his gaze to her niece as she and the Mikaelson boy standing next to each other look at one another with goofy smiles plastered on their faces.

And he could also see the spark in her eyes that were there when she was with Jeremy, burning about ten times brighter as she looked up at her best friend.

"Tonight's pick is a centuries-old waltz, so if all of you could please find yourselves a partner, please join us in the ballroom." Elijah finishes as Esther retreats back upstairs.

"Would you like to dance, Darling?" Kol turns to her, bowing slight as he holds his hand out to her.

"Not really." Anastasia says with a slight pout on her lips, "I hate dancing. But, I do owe you a centuries worth of dances."

"That you do."

𑁍˚⸝⸝ --

"𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗠𝗘." Elijah pulls Anastasia away from Kol, who throws his hands up in protest as his brother pulled the girl away.

"What? What's going on?" Anastasia follows him, "Elijah."

"Mother wanted to speak to Elena alone. You're coming with me to talk to Elena." The two walked in front of Elena as she was walking down the hallway, "Elena, we understand my mother requested to see you."

"Uh, yeah." Elena says, glancing at Anastasia with a confused look on her face.

Anastasia shrugged her shoulders. She really didn't understand why she was a part of the conversation in the first place.

"Why, is something wrong?" Elena asked the original.

"Well, her ability to forgive my brother after everything he's done to destroy this family strikes me a little strange to say the least." Elijah tells her.

"Do you think it's an act? The both of you?"

"I don't even know her."

"It has me asking questions I never thought I'd ask." Elijah says as the three come to a stop, "Can I depend on you to tell me what she says?"

"Of course. I'll find you later, okay?" Elena says before leaving.

"What do you think Esther wants?" Anastasia asked, looking up at Elijah.

"I don't know, sweetheart." Elijah says, "But I intend on finding out."

𑁍˚⸝⸝ --

𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗬𝗘𝗥, Elena stands alone before Elijah and Anastasia - who couldn't find Kol - walked over to her.

"So how was my mother?" Elijah asked her.

"Intense."

"And for what reason did she need to speak with you in private?" Elijah offers Elena a glass of Champagne as Anastasia and he held their own.

"Elena?" Anastasia calls her name, "Should Elijah be concerned about his mother's intentions?"

"She just wanted to apologize for trying to have me killed." Elena tells the two of them.

"So it's true, then? She's forgiven Klaus?"

"It's true."

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Waiters are coming around with champagne." Esther says as Kol suddenly appears next to Anastasia.

"Where were you at?" The Salvatore girl questioned in a hushed tone.

"I had something to take care of." Kol tells her, relaxing just a bit at the sound of her voice, all his anger washing away.

"I invite you all to join me in raising a glass. It provides me with no greater joy than to see my family back together as one. I'd like to thank you all for being part of this spectacular evening. Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Everyone drinks for their glasses, including the Original vampires and the Salvatore girl.

"Kol." Anastasia whispers after a moment, gripping his arm tightly in her hand.

"What? Hey, what's wrong?" Kol turns to her, sitting his glass down to grab her face between his hands, Elijah rushing to her side as Elena looks on in confusion. "Darling, what's the matter?"

"Anastasia?"

"Something doesn't feel right anymore." Anastasia tells them, lowering her voice so only she and the two vampires standing next to her were the only ones to hear her, "Some one is going to die."

𑁍˚⸝⸝ --

𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗞𝗦 𝗣𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗗 the balcony when he hears his name being whispered to him from outside the balcony. Matt stops, walking onto the balcony but no one was there, and just as he turns to leave, Kol appears behind him.

"Good evening." Kol's voice makes the blonde boy turn around. "You're Rebekah's friend. We haven't met."

"Matt Donovan."

The two shake hands.

"Kol Mikaelson." Kol begins to squeeze Matt's hand tightly as an audible cracking sound is heard.

"Ah!!" Matt falls to the floor with Damon standing behind him.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Damon calls out as Matt calls out in agony. "Easy on the hand. Guys a quarterback. And one of Stacie's closest friends."

Damon rushes at Kol, pushing him off of the balcony, jumping after him. Punching him one time, Damon grabs the Mikaelson boy by the neck, twisting until he falls limp underneath him.

Inside, Anastasia grabs her neck in pain, crying out at the sharp pain.

"Anastasia!" Rebekah catching the girl before she could fall to the ground, eyes closed as she laid dead.

Remembering the day before, Stefan rushes out the front doors finding his brother sitting over the boy's body, "Damon! Are you crazy?!"

The rest of the Mikaelson's - minus Rebekah who was with Anastasia - and Elena rush out the door to see what had happened.

"Maybe a little." Damon stands up, looking over at Elena, "Far be it from me to cause a problem."

𑁍˚⸝⸝ --

𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗔 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗧 Kol's body laid out in his bed, having not been the one to actually get her neck snapped, she had woken up half an hour ago, and now she was just waiting on Kol to walk up.

"Ugh, what is with you and Elijah being so dramatic when you get your neck snapped or stabbed through the heart?" She asked as she stands up from his bed, and walks towards the boy's closet, reaching behind her to unzip the red dress she was wearing, letting it pool at her feet as she stepped out of it, and moved around to grab one of the t-shirts in Kol's closet to put on.

Just as the shirt was falling down her body, covering up enough of her, a groan filled her ears and she walked out of the large closet to see Kol moving around.

"You Mikaelson's are really dramatic, you know that?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned on the doorway of the closet.

"What the hell happened?" He groaned.

"Well, you crushed Matt's hand - which I'm pissed about - but it's not broken. And then, my dad threw you over a balcony, and snapped your neck. Which resulted in me feeling it and passing out." Anastasia tells him, as she jumps on the mattress next to him, moving around until she was comfortable.

"And let me guess. Mother is mad."

"Oh, she's pissed." Anastasia tells him with a giggle.

Kol smiles as he turns his head to look at her at the sounds of her giggles, "I missed that."

Anastasia scrunched her eyebrows together, "Missed what?"

"You. The sounds of your giggles." He whispers at the two stares at each other, their breaths mixing into one. "I missed all of you."

"Kol, just shut up and kiss me already." Anastasia tells him in a low voice, breathing hitching in the back of her throat as he uses his sped to get in between her legs, both completely close to one another.

"Don't tempt me, Darling."

Anastasia doesn't say anything else as she grabs the back of his neck, bringing his lips down on hers in a fiery kiss.

Breaking away from her, Kol kisses down the side of her neck, as his hands push up the t-shirt covering her body, letting him place warm kisses between her breast, down to her stomach and placing kisses on her thighs.

Fangs coming out, Kol looks up at the girl with veins growing under his eyes. With a nod of approval from the girl resting on the top of his bed, Kol moves his head, biting into the flesh of her skin, earning a sharp gasp of both pain and pleasure from the girl.