Author's Note: Hello and welcome to my fourth story of the Originals involving my OC Maleny Rowan (pronounced as 'Mah-leh-nee') and Klaus Mikaelson. For any new readers I would recommend you go back to the previous three stories (titled The Girl in the Forest, Under the Same Stars, and World Enough & Time) which are on my profile so that you can understand where Maleny came from and her history with the Mikaelsons. You don't have to, just a recommendation! This story will cover the entire season 5 of the Originals with my own modifications.

For visual references, I imagine Maleny to look like the actress Angelique Boyer in her blonde days.
Marlenie Mikaelson looks like the actress Fabiola Guajardo but with blue eyes.
Lastly, Nicolas Mikaelson looks like the actor Polo Morín.

Enjoy the story!

A humid air blew in through an open window where a petite blonde woman was gazing out from. Her shiny blue eyes followed the ocean's waves that seemed to crash stronger with each second.

"Resurgemus ola, resurgemus ola, resurgemus ola…" she whispered over and over. Her pink lips curled into a proud smile after one particular wave crashed stronger than the others before it. "Resurgemus-"

"Maleny, I should think by now you know better than to mess with something as dangerous as the ocean," a taller, older blonde woman lightly scolded.

Maleny Rowan looked away from the window - instantly making the waves revert back to their natural strength - and saw her mother sternly waiting for her to step away from the window. "There are no humans in the ocean, mother. It's dawn."

But Abigail Rowan took her witch's abilities quite serious. After being dead for a thousand years, she took nature as law and nature forbade unnecessary dangerous spells for humans. "Dawn is when the surfers begin to rise."

Maleny returned her gaze to the ocean, which was, as she had said, empty of any swimmers. She tilted her head and stared in silence, this time not attempting another spell. "I dreamt about it again…"

Abigail turned away from her daughter and walked over to the vanity desk. Maleny's bedroom was a mess and the hotel housekeeper was about to make her rounds soon enough. "Come and clean this up-"

"You're not going to listen to me anymore about the dreams?" Maleny stayed right where she was. "Have I finally driven you mad with them?"

Abigail's smile was a secretive one, a sad one, but she kept it hidden from Maleny by going around and picking some clothes off the floor. "It's not that, dear. Dreams are only that: dreams. And for a vampire who's lived a thousand years, I'm sure your mind has come up with the wildest of dreams."

"But they're...they're weird," Maleny whispered, hoping to remember more of her recent dream. "You say I've lived for a thousand years as a vampire but this dream...I lived as a witch for a thousand years, but...but there was pain. A lot of pain." Her hand came to her chest, precisely over her heart. "There was this coven, and they stabbed me...I think-I think I was being sacrificed."

Abigail had pushed away her fears and put on her best smile. She turned around to Maleny and even chuckled. "Believe me, you have been a vampire for a thousand years now. Don't you remember how you turned?"

Maleny's eyes drifted to the side in thought. For a second, Abigail thought Maleny would remember she'd actually only been a vampire for about 12 years.

"I was turned...by an Original," Maleny finally said after a minute of silence. Abigail inwardly sighed with relief. Maleny continued on slowly, reciting the words that had been embedded into her mind by Abigail and Nicolas Mikaelson six years ago. "I was turned a thousand years ago by Niklaus Mikaelson and….I'm a vampire gifted with a witch's abilities because...because nature compensated me for a curse."

"Do we remember that curse?" Abigail still watched her daughter for any sign of a possible regain of memories.

"Esther Mikaelson stole my magic," Maleny said with no hesitation. Abigail always assumed it was due to the fact this was one of the only things that was actually true in Maleny's life. "She stole my magic to create the first vampires and then tried to continue using my magic for her own benefit . So when Niklaus turned me I got my powers back. Nature punished Esther and rewarded me."

"See?" Abigail came over to her daughter, patting Maleny's back. "It's not the best backstory but it is yours. I'm only sorry I wasn't there to protect you myself against Esther." She ran a hand down Maleny's hair and cursed Esther with all she had. She would never forgive the fact Esther stole her daughter's magic when she'd been meant to protect Maleny after Abigail's passing.

"Do you want to go take a walk like we always do?" Abigail nodded out the open window towards the beach. "I know today's your birthday so we can take a walk and get anything you want along the way."

"Yes," Maleny smiled at the idea. "Let me just change and I'll meet you in the lobby."

Abigail was glad Maleny let the dreams go. The less Maleny thought about them, the easier it was to keep her true life buried away. She gave her daughter a hug. "I know a thousand years must mean a birthday isn't so special but for a mother who's missed all of them... they'll always be special."

Maleny chuckled. "Thank you mother."

Abigail left the room afterwards to give Maleny a chance to change. Maleny headed for her bedside and picked up her cellphone. She had a few missed calls from her friends, no doubt wanting to wish her a Happy birthday. Things like that slipped her mind whenever she got into her spells.

Just as she was about to dial back Freya Mikaelson, there was a knock on her door. "Mother, I said I would be down soon," Maleny called as she walked up to the door. She opened it up to find one of the hotel's workers with a beautiful gift in hands.

"Miss Rowan, this just arrived for you," the man informed and held the gift for her to take.

"I could have taken it on my way down, Roger," Maleny chuckled but took the gift nonetheless.

"The caller said it was important for you to receive it in hand," Roger said.

"Caller?" Maleny wondered who the hell would go through so much trouble for a gift enough to be on the phone about it. Who's it from?" she checked the gift but saw no name tag.

"I'm sorry, he wouldn't give his name," Roger gave a shrug and excused himself.

"Hm," Maleny closed the door and walked back to her bed. She sat down and unwrapped the present to find a smaller fancy black box. This time there was one simple white card over it. She picked it up and saw its short message.

For your pretty blonde hair.

Maleny caught herself smiling after a minute and quickly returned to the fact this was a gift from a stranger. "A stranger who seems to know when my birthday is...every year…" she mumbled to herself as she went for the box. She pulled the lid and gasped at the sight of a beautiful hair pin made of baby blue gemstones with pink, twinkling roses adorning the top over the pins. "Oh, wow…" she grazed her fingers over it and couldn't help her growing smile, borderlining laughter, as she wondered just how it would look on her.

Well, she wouldn't wait.

~0~

Now dressed in a typical beach's attire - a white and pink dress - Maleny met her mother in the hotel lobby and from there proceeded to the beach. They were lucky their hotel was right in front of the beach. All they had to do was just walk out their back hallway to let their feet touch the warm sand.

"That's a nice adornment," Abigail soon noticed the hair comb at the top of Maleny's tucked in ponytail. "I don't recall you buying it. Early birthday present?"

"Yeah," Maleny's hand went up her head to brush fingers over the comb. "I got it this morning after you left. Isn't it beautiful?"

Abigail agreed that it really was. "Who would have such a taste? Marlenie?"

"Don't know. The card never said a name. But I think we both know Marlenie Mikaelson would never buy me anything for my birthday. She hates me," Maleny gave a shake of her head and missed Abigail's disappointment.

For Maleny, Marlenie was one of the Mikaelsons who never spoke to her. Maleny thought there was some tension between them and so she preferred to keep her distance too. If only Maleny knew the estranged woman was actually her daughter...

But that's what happens when you've had your memories wiped, right?

"The card just said for my pretty blonde hair," Maleny gave a shrug of her shoulders and stopped walking by a pineapple stand. Her eyes dazzled with the fruits, especially the berries. She loved berries!

Abigail, however, had frozen after Maleny disclosed the card's small message. She knew exactly who sent her the present then. He cannot do this, she thought.

~0~

A young, fourteen year old Hope Mikaelson huffed as she walked down the hallway of her boarding school. She didn't, however, have the decency to actually look upset when she took a seat outside the office door where another student already was at.

"Sorry I got you in trouble," the boy, Henry, apologized in a meek voice.

Hope rolled her eyes and shifted on the bench to face him. "I said 'be discreet-'" she sharpness in her voice made Henry wince. "What part of jumping out of a tower is discreet?"

"I...had to make sure it would work," Henry explained. "If I only hurt myself, then I would've just healed."

Hope's snort was loud enough to hear in the next hallway. "Right. 'Cause no one's ever died peacefully from sleeping pills."

"I'm not a person things go right for. You ever seen a werewolf with no pecs who quotes E. E. Cummings? I can already tell I'm getting stronger. You know how good it will be not to have to take crap from anybody?"

Perhaps it was Hope's anger that made her say it but it was the truth in the end, in her thoughts. "What-what makes you think that? You're a hybrid now. You may be able to defend yourself, but they'll only hate you for being different. I don't think that you thought this through, Henry."

Whether it true or not, Henry didn't want to listen. "You would not understand."

Hope raised an eyebrow, almost offended by the accusation. "Oh, really? Me? I wouldn't understand?"

Henry realized his mistake and spoke in a hushed tone then. "That's different. None of the students know you're Klaus Mikaelson's daughter."

Hope shook her head, speaking in the same hushed manner as Henry. "I don't know why Lisina told you. You and I aren't even friends."

"Your mom's our alpha. All the Crescent Wolves know."

"And so will everyone at school when they start asking how you survived a swan dive out of the memorial library."

"...your dad's not gonna kill me for getting you suspended, is he?" Henry gulped at that idea.

"Don't worry," Hope began in a sarcastically sweet tone, "For that he'd have to actually be around."

The two stopped talking when the office door opened up. Hope wasn't surprised to find her older step brother, Nicolas Mikaelson, walking out with Alaric Saltzman.

"Believe me, she'll be spending all her time in her room…" Nicolas was saying, throwing his sister a sharp glance.

As Alaric gestured Henry to come into the office, Nicolas pointed Hope to start walking. Hope knew the silent treatment with Nicolas would be nothing compared to what her mother would do once she was around. Nicolas opened up the door to Hope's dorm and pointed Hope to go inside. As soon as he closed the door, Hope went for business.

"...how mad are you?"

Nicolas Mikaelson was the only third generation Mikaelson to express his fury in a scarier manner than their father. It was a combination of both his parents' fury: Klaus and Maleny. Nicolas' fury was the silent, deadly anger that, once released, could burn villages down. It was a far cry to Hope's second older step sibling's way of expressing anger. Marlenie Mikaelson was a carbon copy of their father. Where Klaus would scream and tear people's limbs off, Marlenie would too.

Hope had yet to discover her own temperament, but she had the lovely opportunity to see the two pathways her siblings had taken as examples.

Nicolas pinched the bridge of his nose for a second, eyes closed, and took a deep breath before he could speak. "Why? Just...why would you, Hope?" his voice was a quiet one, and just by his stance Hope knew she was only getting a small portion of his anger. "What the hell were you thinking of -" he dropped his hands to his sides, "-because it was completely irresponsible of you. Outright offense, actually, since I do happen to work here!" The upside of having your brother work at your school as one of the teachers ran out for Hope when she turned thirteen.

Hope rolled her eyes but that was a huge mistake.

"Do you seriously not see what you did? Hope, I know you're a smart enough girl to know the consequences of this. And because I do know, help me understand the one thing I'm lost on."

Hope crossed her arms, head raised up.

"Why?" Nicolas once again asked. "Why'd you do it? It wasn't for money, it wasn't for anything material, so...what for?"

"It's my business."

Nicolas waited for Hope to further explain but she never did. "That's it? That's all your giving me?"

Hope uncrossed her arms and looked around the room, spotting her phone. "...I want to call aunt Mal and wish her happy birthday."

Nicolas laughed at her attempt of changing topics. "Oh first you're going to talk to your mother. Get packing," his smile faded as he pointed to her drawers. "We leave in thirty minutes. Count yourself lucky if Hayley decides to give you the phone to even say hello to my mum."

Hope, despite her cool facade she was trying to stick to, couldn't help gulp at the idea of seeing her mother after being suspended for purposely creating a hybrid.

~ 0 ~

"Oh, lovely, thank you. Gracias," Maleny paid a man then beamed at her hand drawn moon tattoo on her left wrist. It was a full moon colored in silver with specks of white. She didn't know why she got it - she usually had temporary tattoos done all the time but never of a moon.

She'd made herself comfortable on the beach sand and held her left arm out to let the sun dry up her tattoo. Her mother had gone off for a swim and while Maleny promised to go in later, for now, she relished in the bliss the beach offered. It was one of the many reasons she decided to live there, after all.

"Maleny?"

But of course having other family around always reminded Maleny there could be more than just a blissful beach. Maleny got up the moment she saw Freya Mikaelson and Hayley Marshall at a distance. Astral projection was one of Freya's most common tricks after the Hollow incident.

"Oh, you're here!" Maleny rushed towards them, giving them both tight hugs.

"Happy birthday!" each woman exclaimed.

"I won't bother to ask how old you are because I'm sure you don't even know," Hayley couldn't help make the joke afterwards.

Maleny laughed with them. She loved when they visited her. As much as she loved living with her mother, she did miss having their other family around. Hayley, Freya and Cami were all young (looking) and knew more of how to have fun in terms of parties. God, she missed them so much. Astral projection only allowed for so little.

"We bought you a gift," Freya was jittery as she held a present box in her hands. "Had to use a little extra magic to get this through, but it was worth it."

"So I can cross you guys out for this one, hm," Maleny pointed to the hair comb holding her hair up. As the two women eyed the jewel suspiciously, Maleny opened up the present to find a…she laughed. "New Orleans berry pie!"

The three cracked up together. If there was one thing Maleny missed from the Quarter it was their delicious berry pie that only one specific bakery made.

"We thought you might enjoy it more than some clothes," Hayley made a wave with her hand.

"Oh, definitely!" Maleny carefully closed the pie box. "Thank you both so much. Can I expect an actual visit from you ladies anytime soon?"

"I don't know," Hayley sighed. "I got a call from Hope's school saying she's been suspended so...no visit from me for now."

"Oh my God, what happened?" Maleny quickly asked, forgetting her ideas of visits for the moment.

"Teenager stuff," Hayley left it at that because she didn't want Maleny to get worried over things that didn't encumber her. "But it's so not the conversation meant for a birthday." Maleny was sure she could get the full story at another time. "So, show us around or something. Is this still the same beach as usual?"

"Guayabitos," Maleny made a gesture with her hand at the ocean. "The best place in the world I would say. Well, I've yet to see Venice, but...this comes as a first for the moment."

"And your mother?" asked Freya.

"In the ocean," Maleny nodded towards the water. "She loves her swim before lunch."

"And you don't…?"

"Tattoo's drying up," Maleny showed off her newest tattoo, leaving the two women blank for a second.

"That's...is that a moon?" Hayley recognized the picture all too soon. "Was that for me, or…?" she exchanged a knowing glance with Freya.

"I'm not sure, honestly," Maleny murmured as she gazed at her tattoo. "Sometimes I end up doing things I have no idea what for. Today was just a moon tattoo. Don't worry though, it's one of the temporary ones."

"Hayley, Freya," they all heard Abigail's greeting from behind. The woman had come out of the ocean without being noticed and was now wrapped in a towel. "I imagine this is a birthday visit?"

"Of course it is," Hayley said, and of course then Maleny had to show off the present they'd given her.

"It's berry pie from the Quarter," Maleny gushed.

"You love that dessert," Abigail chuckled. "Why don't you go put that in your room because the heat here will make it go bad."

"Oh, you're right," Maleny made a face. "I'll be back in a bit," and she disappeared.

As soon as Maleny was gone, Abigail got to business. "We need to talk."

"What about?" Freya asked, rather taken aback by the sudden change in Abigail's demeanor.

"About Niklaus. I'm sure he's the one who gave my daughter the hair comb that she now won't let go of," Abigail shook her head. The two women then remembered the hair comb Maleny mentioned earlier. "I know it is tough but he cannot keep doing this. Every year it's a new present and sometimes he gets the ideas to send things for other holidays like Christmas and...whatever Valentine's Day is."

"Look, as long as Klaus stays away from Mal...it doesn't matter how many gifts he sends her," Hayley tried to be reasonable for both parties.

"My brother has followed the rules to the last point," Freya added for his defense. "He doesn't even call Mal. He doesn't even call Hope nor Nicolas."

"Then why does he keep drawing attention to himself by going on those French murder rampages?" Abigail was sure the two women visited that internet Maleny always used. Everyone in the supernatural community knew about Klaus' little trips in the night that included blood and pulling out hearts.

Maleny was one of them.

"Because that's what happens when he's alone," Hayley sighed. She was utterly grateful that Klaus had kept his distance from Hope but was also aware of the effects it had on him. Elijah had gotten rid of his memories and Marlenie herself refused to see nor speak with anyone these days. Klaus was left on his own. His worst nightmare come true.

"The idea was that Marlenie would stay with him, but...we all know how that turned out," Freya said, causing a momentary silence to fall on all three of them.

Marlenie was the only daughter who could see both her parents at any time. It was why Marlenie was the one to give Klaus the letter Maleny wrote for him. The idea was that Marlenie would remain with her father until they could figure out a way to bring the family together again. But three years in, something happened. Marlenie moved back to England to take the reigns of her designing company and never once directed a word with any of the family again.

"Maleny is in a constant spell of bliss and I can't have her asking too many questions," Abigail argued for her daughter's safety. In her mind, that was her top priority that she would make everyone understand, including Klaus himself. "The Hollow still resides in your family and it will always want to grab my daughter. I won't let that happen so either you talk to Klaus or I will."

When Maleny returned, all three women didn't have a trace of the sour conversation they'd had behind Maleny's back. "All set," the blonde was cheery as usual.

"You three go have some fun," Abigail motioned. "I'm going to go shower and maybe rest for a while."

"We're still on for dinner and the streets tonight, right?" Maleny stopped her mother for a second. It was their tradition after all and she didn't wanna skip it for any reason.

"Of course we are," Abigail promised then went on her way towards the hotel.

"Hey, you guys wouldn't happen to know if Cami's going to join anytime soon?" Maleny asked once they were alone. She couldn't dream of a birthday without Cami.

"Sorry, last time we spoke she was in France with a heavy patient," Freya couldn't necessarily say she was lying because that wasn't technically a lie.

~ 0 ~

Camille O'Connell had returned to her therapy practice in a quaint town of Manosque. She saw various clients at a day but the heaviest client was the only client who didn't even know he was a client.

Cami walked into the small restaurant where her boyfriend played the finest of tunes over a piano. After a long day at her own work, it was nice to come by at night to listen to the peaceful tunes.

"Elijah is by far one of the best pianists," a dark-haired woman spoke in a light accent.

Cami smiled at the comment and glanced at the owner of the restaurant. "Makes you a smart woman for hiring him, Antoinette."

The woman smiled to herself. One could say she was proud alright for scoring an Original.

Just as Cami was about to go for a drink, she felt a presence that was...most definitely not supposed to be in the establishment. "Dammit," she murmured once she spotted the brothers up ahead conversing.

"Something the matter?" Antoinette heard her perfectly and wondered what changed Cami's demeanor so quickly.

Cami knew better than to out the two most powerful vampires in the room, especially when everyone knew Elijah no longer had his memories. "Nothing, I just forgot to call my cousin. It's her birthday and I promised I'd give her a call. Scuse me," she exited the restaurant and decided to go ahead and live up to her lie.

She was sure Klaus would know better than to stay more than they he actually could. She hoped perhaps with this impromptu visit, he would finally quench that ridiculous murder spree he'd been going on lately.

"Cami?" Maleny's face appeared on Cami's screen.

Cami immediately smiled. If there was one thing that made it easy to talk to Maleny when she didn't have her memories was that their conversations were always...normal. There were no enemies to be discussed, strategies for fights. It was all simple women talk.

"Happy birthday, Mal," Cami smiled. "I'm sorry it took long to call."

"Don't worry," Maleny began to look around the screen. "Is Elijah around?"

"He's on his shift. Won't get out until late tonight," Cami, by this point, was very good at making excuses for Elijah's lack of contact with the family.

Everyone but Maleny knew that Elijah too had his memories erased. He knew of Maleny - the almost adopted Mikaelson - but he didn't really talk to her. Everyone figured it was better this way.

"I think I can hear some of his music," Maleny bobbed her head to the distant tunes she could hear.

"My birthday present is on its way, by the way," Cami informed the woman. "And no you can't know what it is until you open it." Maleny chuckled. So she wouldn't try that this year. Cami's own laugh subsided the moment she felt she wasn't alone anymore. "Mal, I'm gonna have to cut this short, okay? The owner wants me to pick up a bartending shift tonight too…"

"Aw, the brave bartender continues on," Maleny joked but laughed again.

"Happy birthday, Maleny," Cami wished again then hung up. As soon as the call was done, she turned to her unexpected visitor. "You should know better than to sneak up on a call."

"Never did learn my manners," Klaus flashed a smirk at her.

"Yeah, you did, actually," Cami crossed her arms. "Your family and Maleny taught them to you. You remember that, don't you? Or have you forgotten that in all your outrageous murders?"

Any playfulness was gone in Klaus. Seeing Elijah already put a damper in his mood, now listening to Maleny's voice only worsened things. "...how is she?" his voice was suddenly quiet.

"Happy as usual," Cami shrugged. "But I did get an unusual call from Abigail earlier. Want to know what it was about?"

"I should go. Your plants inside might need some replacements," Klaus started to leave but Cami called out to him.

"I don't know what you think you're accomplishing with these murders but you can't continue them!"

Klaus stopped only to glance over his shoulder. "I do as I please, Camille. Do not forget that."

"Klaus, you can't keep-" but Cami was interrupted by the force of wind Klaus left in his trail. She sighed with annoyance at his departure. She clearly wasn't the indicated one to talk to him - ironic since she used to be his therapist - but she knew he couldn't keep this up. Someone needed to stop him and it unfortunately couldn't be Maleny nor Elijah.

"Fine," she turned her phone on again and dialed for the only other person that potentially could.

~0~

Maleny was preparing an evening outfit over her bed when two new visitors literally popped into her suite. She smiled at the visitors and left her clothing to greet each of them.

"I was wondering when you two were going to pop in for a quick visit," she hugged Hope first then moved onto Nicolas.

Nicolas' sad smile - as well as Hope's sad smile - was hidden from her mother as they hugged. It was always the same each time they visited Maleny, not that she would ever know.

"Happy birthday M-Maleny," he said. He inwardly berated himself for always going through the same emotions in the beginning. It was hard having to live with the fact his mother would never remember he was her son, and not just some miracle child belonging to Klaus Mikaelson - but Nicolas pushed through each day with the hope that one day things would get better.

"Happy birthday, aunt Mal," Hope held out a present for Maleny. She tried to act like the situation didn't bother her, for Nicolas' sake. She knew how difficult it was for Nicolas (and felt incredibly guilty for it) so she always tried to be the cheery one in these cases...even when she was about to get into the biggest trouble in a couple of hours.

"You shouldn't have," Maleny gushed after opening the present and finding a small painting inside. It was of herself at her new favorite place - the beach. "You two are so talented. You must get it from your father, right?"

"Yeah," Nicolas cleared his throat, unable to help glancing at his sister. Out of the two, Hope took not seeing nor speaking to Klaus the worst. Nicolas thought it was because Hope was younger but in reality Hope harbored an unhealthy load of guilt on her shoulders.

"It's beautiful, thank you," Maleny gave them both another hug. "This family showers me with gifts all the time, I swear. You know your aunt Rebekah sent me such a beautiful and expensive dress earlier?"

"That sounds like aunt Bex," Hope managed to smile at that. It'd been long since she spoke to Rebekah as well.

"And Kol and Davina sent me a new grimoire," Maleny's eyes dazzled with the reminder she had a new book to go over and learn from. "Cami said her present was coming in later but...you guys are the best."

It went unsaid that Maleny thought Klaus hadn't yet again sent her anything. She didn't expect anything anymore; in her mind he just wasn't close to her. That mere thought hurt Klaus, Nicolas and even Marlenie more than Maleny would ever think.

"We're glad you're having a good birthday, aunt Mal," Hope said. At least someone was being normal in this family.

"I am too. Now Hope and I have to go, we've got a long car ride to the Quarter ahead of us," Nicolas sharply glanced at Hope, reminding her that although this seemed like a fun moment her punishment was coming. Hayley Marshall did not play.

"Right, I heard about your little incident," Maleny crossed her arms at Hope after putting down the present on the bed. "Your mother visited me earlier. Did you really create a hybrid?"

Hope played with her fingers. "Maybe…"

"Hope, what on earth would make you think this was okay?"

"That's what I'm gonna try to figure out on the car ride," Nicolas threw Hope a warning look of how their trip would be looking like.

"Take from an unpopular hybrid, it's not a lot of fun being an outcast," Maleny said with all honesty. Being the world's only true witch-vampire (and not a siphoner) made her both a target and a force to be reckoned with. "I would think that being the world's only tribrid who's had to change her name to fit in would know this."

Hope did. By God she did. So maybe she hadn't thought this through…

~0~

Somewhere in France, Klaus had found the newest site for his murders. Now in his defense, he'd gone in for one specific target but...things got out of his hands. He always had this problem.

He walked over his recent corpse and crossed the grand living room of the unfortunate mansion. "Bonjour, Monsieur Gatineaux," he grabbed the man by the collars, taking pleasure in the fear etched on the man's face. "I should let you live to tell of this, but I seem to be on a bit of a roll." Just as he was about to pull the man's heart, a stake was thrown and threw the man across the living room. The cause of death was the stake embedded in his heart.

Klaus raised an eyebrow at his would-be victim. He stiffened at the new presence inside the room but eventually turned around.

A tall, raven-haired woman with blue eyes twirled another makeshift stake between her fingers. "Hi, Dad," Marlenie Mikaelson stood by the entrance, unfazed by her father's murder spree. In fact, she only wore a smirk on her face.

Author's Note:

So here's the last story of our dear Maleny Rowan. And it's a doozy! This will be the last story for Maleny so it's actually bittersweet writing it. Even making the story's title image was hard cos I wanted her to look different from the previous stories. She's no longer that innocent, soft woman. You'll see that as the story progresses!

P. S: I have created a tumblr account dedicated to my fanfic works! It's also a place where I thought anyone might want to comment about a story or even just talk! I'll probably drop some aesthetic work belonging to my stories too! Feel free to check it out, my URL is "noble-crescent" and the tag I created for any posts having to do with my work is # noblecrescentedit.