A Beautiful Lie

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October 1045

The man walked through the manor house, the tiny form of a baby girl in his arms as he did so.

"You protect her with your life." he snarled to a young woman now, who nodded and took the baby, walking into the other room and sat down heavily onto the chair, raising a hand to his head and groaned quietly for a moment.

Another man walked in now and stopped when he saw the first sat on the chair, brow furrowed in a kind of pain.

"Are you well?" he asked, walking into the room, making the first man snarl.

"Brother... I have literally lost half of myself. No, I am not ok. I am not happy! I can't think straight!"

The second man sighed now and glanced up at the slightly open door where the servant with the baby was sat, keeping her calm.

"They will come after her, you do know that correct?"

Now the man on the chair sat up and lowered his hand. "And I will kill them if they touch her."

"Brother-"

"No, no more talk on this matter. She is our primary matter from now on. Breaking this... curse and keeping her safe. She is the future... she cannot die. And quite literally I am sure."

Now the second man was silent, unable to think of anything to say- the child next door, only six months old... who knew what she was going to be like when she was older. If she was anything like her father, she was going to become a monster.

The first brother got up as he heard the little girl crying, annoyed at the servant for upsetting her.

"Move now." he snarled, pushing her out the way, eyes narrowed. He sighed, reaching down and ran a finger over her soft cheek, quietening her down in an instant.

"There, that's better Sweetie." he said, looking back at the servant and snarled. "Do not make her cry again, or you will be replaced."

All the young woman could do was nod, sitting back down next to the child.

"You really shouldn't blame the maid, Grace is a child, a very young child."

Now the father sat down and just snapped. "I do not care. Grace is my child, my choice. Those witches may have... cursed me, but they will never touch her. I swear it."

The brother that was still standing looked at his companions scowl, jaw set.

Everything was about to change.

3rd June 1054

"Uncle Elijah?"

"Yes Grace?"

"When is Daddy coming back?"

Elijah sighed now, closing his eyes for a second as the inquisitive nine year old girl pulled herself up onto his lap, smiling in such a way that would melt anyones heart. Her face was a perfect heart shape, deep sapphire eyes framed with dark lashes and her blonde brown hair that she had inherited from her father was down to the middle of her back in thick curls.

Unless Klaus himself was with her, he never, ever let her out of his sight. Elijah had soon gotten used to the task of watching the little girl when his brother left, the only one he would ever trust her alone with.

"Soon." was his answer, and the little girl pouted, not looking impressed with his answer. "When is Daddy coming back?" she repeated now, making Elijah sigh once more and go.

"Soon Grace. I promise you."

"Oh... play with me!"

"Grace-!"

"I'll tell Daddy that you were mean to me!"

"Grace, your father-"

"Play with me now!"

Now she got down and sat on the floor, crossing her legs and folding her arms, scowling up at the Original.

Elijah sighed yet again and stood up. "Fine, go and hide then."

Now Graces face lit up, then in a flash, she was gone.

Elijah picked up his glass of wine and drained it, wishing it was stronger- his nieces antics were so very like Klaus when he was a young boy.

Now he walked around the house, listening for her giggling or footsteps as she hid behind a curtain or stone bust.

A little while later, he heard the guilty giggling and walked up to the curtains and pulled them aside, only for the girl to take off in a blur. Like her father indeed.

He followed her, catching her waist and lifting her up so she couldn't run again.

"Caught you." he found himself chuckling, holding the little girl at arms length. making her giggle once more.

"I want something to eat." she now demanded, her giggling stopped.

Elijah closed his eyes for a second and groaned-

He couldn't wait until she was older and more mature.

-AbL-

Grace was fast asleep on the sofa under a blanket when her father returned, looking worn out. Elijah knew why very well- he was still adjusting to his curse. But still, nine- ten years should have been enough, but he was still feeling the effect of it. The witches that had cursed him went to kill Grace soon after, but he grabbed her and ran.

Oh, they weren't running anymore. Klaus had hunted the witches down and demanded that they remove the curse on him, but they remained adamant that it was near impossible. So Klaus had torn them apart, burning down half the village in his rage.

They hadn't seen any of their siblings since. Whether their family mansion was burnt down, Elijah had no idea.

But they were still family, even if they were against the idea of Klaus having a child. It had been him that stood beside Klaus with the child. Who the mother was, he truly had no idea. If she was dead, once again, he had no idea.

Klaus had said nothing on the matter- the child had been born before he cursed, inheriting her fathers genetic quirks of being part wolf and vampire. But she was going to be more powerful...

Even Klaus knew that, and that was one of the reasons he was so very feircely overprotective of her.

"Is she well?" Klaus now asked, looking down at his daughter. Elijah nodded. "She has been asking for you, but yes, she is well. How fared your trip?"

Klaus sighed and sat down next to the sleeping girl and pulled the covers around her noncholently. "Fairly negative. There was talk of a doppleganger in France, but it turned out to be a fable." he groaned and put a hand on his forehead. "I feel I am going to lose my mind if I do not break this curse... soon."

"You know that we will break it, Niklaus. Do not fret."

Klaus closed his eyes for a moment, then beckoned the new maid he had bought back and asked her to take Grace upstairs to bed. She did so as soon as the last word left his mouth.

The little girl groaned in her sleep now, letting the maid pick her up and take her upstairs.

"She is getting very bold." Elijah now told his brother, making Klaus chuckle a little with his eyes closed. "Oh, were you expecting anything less?"

Elijah watched his brother for a moment, then got up and walked over to the window and saw the full moon shining down and commented.

"The moon does not affect her?"

"No, but I am sure the werewolf part of her will mature with age. As will her vampire side. She is already aquiring quite the taste for human blood."

"But she is so very young..."

"Brother, I had my first taste of blood at the age of five. She is rather late in that sense."

"But she is still a child." Elijah now sighed, shaking his head a little. He had grown quite attached to the little girl during all that time of watching her. It was hard not to love her. She would often crawl into his bed and sleep with him if her father wasn't here, or if he was snoring. What a bright child she already was.

"To the future." Klaus now said suddenly, making Elijah agree-

Whether she was going to be a monster or not... they could only wait and see.

-AbL-

Elijah couldn't have been more correct in his thoughts. It was fifty years later, her body no longer changing when she reached her twenties. She was a female version of Klaus, right down to the hair that was almost the exact shade of his. It was halfway down her back in thick curls still, but her deep sapphire eyes could be so cruel sometimes.

Grace now walked through the mansion they were staying in, glancing at the paintings as she passed them. Such beauty they held.

Elijah looked up now from his chair as the beautiful young woman walked into the room, her dress a deep sapphire of her fathers choice. Every man that saw her instantly fell in love, but she was too much like her father in that sense- she used them, nothing else.

"Grace." he nodded as she walked in. She turned and smiled.

"Hello Elly." she giggled, walking over, holding up the hem of her dress as she did so, sitting next to him and stealing his glass of wine, sipping on it herself with a mischevious smirk.

"Now that was not very lady like." Elijah chatsised now, raising an eyebrow, but she just laughed and said. "Dear uncle, you need to relax! Stop feeling so very uptight!"

"You forget I saw what you did to that young man last night."

"Oh... well, Papa said I could."

"And you listened to him? Grace, you should know better by now. You are almost sixy, you are no child anymore."

Grace tilted her head a little, then went over to her uncle and sat on his lap like she always used to.

"Uncle, I am sorry if I upset you."

Elijah laughed a little, raising a hand to adjust his nieces heart shaped lapis necklace. It was better safe than sorry concerning her vampire side. The sun did not affect her, but Klaus had too no risks when concerning his hybrid daughter whom he doted on too much.

"Your father wanted me to tell you we will be attending a ball later tonight. And that you are to wear your emerald dress when you come."

"Well, I am not wearing that disgusting piece of fabric. Papa will have to go unhappy with me then."

She got up now and walked back off upstairs, making Elijah roll his eyes and take a sip from his drink-

Goodness knew what was going to happen at that ball with such a volatile girl like her.

Ok. so finally got around to writing up this idea that's been in my head for quite some time. :D It will get interesting now:D plenty of killing, tantrums, Klaus and Elijah:D I think everyones wondered what a kid of Klauses would be like, seeing as he seems so very keen on knocking up some girl and having a monster kiddie to "rule the world" withXD Damon will come in much later on, but shouldn't be too long:) next up if this story gets enough attention:) so reviews are very much loved! x Nic