Hello my lovelies! I've had this story on my mind for months, and I've finally decided to read it. I hope you enjoy it!

A/N: I know there are other stories in this fandom, which are similar to this one, but I assure you that this story is not a copy of the others. This story was born of my love of mythology and of an old tv show, Hercules.

Please remember to review at the end! : )

Somewhere in the present a land known as Mystic Falls, which is as big as Greece, thrives in the sun. Some would say this place is cursed, some would say it is blessed. Some avoid it like the plague, others chose to venture passed the boundary that separates the quaint land from the rest of the world, and find themselves in another world altogether, for unlike the rest of the world, here myths come to life. Mythical creatures either threaten or live peacefully with the rest of the people, and gods, similar to the Greek and Roman gods, roam the land.

They are the Mikaelsons. Feared and respected by all who know them. Few have even penetrated their clan, and become gods, and those who have, have proven their worth a thousand times over.

But this story is not one about the entire clan, but of one particular Mikaelson, and the light that tamed his dark heart. Her name was Caroline, and how she became a goddess was a mystery to so many, who did not know her. Those who knew her knew exactly why she became the Goddess of Spring. It was because of her light, for even when she was mortal, she carried it. The fates decreed at the time of her birth that a time would come when she would take up her mantel as Goddess of Spring. She had no choice, and yet this was accepted by her. The Mikaelsons had no better Goddess of Spring than Caroline Forbes.

As was said before, this story is about a particular Mikaelson, by the name of Niklaus, Klaus to most, Nik to a very few, Lord of the Underworld, placed there by his evil father, before his death. Many, who knew him, knew his dark heart, and sociopathic tendencies, so it was assumed he would never find anyone to love him, except family, and he would be alone for eternity. No one would even suspect that he would find his light again, or that it would be from the much loved Goddess of Spring.

But that is exactly what happened.

Do you wish to hear it?

Well, if you wish…Our tale begins on a dark day in the Bennetts, otherwise known as the fates, lair in an old worn down house.

Light penetrated the darkness as the orb in the center of the room began to glow brighter. Elijah Mikaelson the god of wisdom, watched with intent as the light began to grow within the orb. His eyes narrowed as he lifted his right hand to his chin. What was the meaning of this?

He lifted his gaze to the women dressed in simple tan dresses, which reached the floor and short sleeves over their arms. "What does this mean?" He asked, dropping his hands to his side.

Sheila Bennett, the youngest Bennett, stepped forward. "It's a prophesy." She replied, softly.

Elijah gazed at the orb. "What does it mean?" He asked again, looking back up at the fates.

Ayanna Bennett stepped forward. "It says, 'The day will come when light will tempt the dark, and the dark will yearn for the light, until the light is taken by dark, and the light shall bring the darkness into the light once more'." She replied, softly.

Elijah stepped forward, his dark leather vest, exposing his masculine upper arms and smooth chest, shone against the light. "Be more specific." He replied, in a demanding tone.

The fates stepped together in unison. "The one with the dark heart will be tempted by the one who carries the light." They replied in unison, causing shivers to form throughout his body.

Elijah watched as the light spread throughout the orb until the darkness was only a speck in the center. "Niklaus." He whispered, as the speck remained.

Emily Bennett nodded. "You are not the only who is pleased with this prophesy." She began, moving her eyes to the orb. "Too long have we watched Klaus' heart turn hard and dark with no hope of salvation, until now." She added with a slight smile.

Elijah stepped towards them. "Who is his salvation?" He asked, hope entering his voice.

The Bennetts smiled and moved their hands over the orb. Elijah's eyes widened for a second as he took in the image of the one who would save his brother. A smile appeared on his face, and a satisfied look followed.

"Excellent." He whispered, looking up at the fates. "Thank you." He replied, with a bow of his head he turned to leave.

"One more thing, Elijah." Sheila replied, holding up her hand, bringing him to a halt.

Elijah turned at the door, and looked at him.

"No one must know of this prophesy." She replied with urgency. "If anyone discovers this, they will use it to destroy Klaus forever." She added with a frown.

Elijah gave a curt nod. "You have my word. No one will know of this." He replied, with another bow of his head, as he left the fates.

Emily sighed. "Do you think it was wise to let him know?" She asked, turning to the oldest, Ayanna.

Ayanna nodded. "Elijah is wise, and he cares for his brother. He will do whatever it takes to protect him, and bring light back into his life." She replied in reverence.

"Do you truly believe he can be saved?" Emily asked, looking at the others.

Sheila smiled as she looked at Ayanna. "If anyone can save the Lord of the Underworld, it is she." Sheila replied, softly, looking back at the orb with a smile.

Emily sighed as she watched the images change. Part of their job as Bennetts was to see the fate of everyone around them, and to determine when someone's time was up. It was a grueling, harsh job, but it was theirs nonetheless.

They were also the reason behind immortality. Besides the Mikaelsons, they were the ones who decided who would become gods or goddesses. Which was how, she came to be a goddess.

The image faded, and the Bennetts watched as the image changed to another. A dangerous image.

"We should warn her." Sheila replied in a panicked voice.

Emily nodded. "We should."

Ayanna held up her hand. "No, this is part of their trial." She replied in an ancient voice.

The other two looked at her. "What do you mean?" They said together.

Ayanna sighed softly. "How can Niklaus' salvation work if they are told beforehand of the trial set before them?" She asked, in an authoritative tone. "They need to go through this together and without knowledge or else Niklaus will be doomed, as will the light." She added with a sad expression on her face.

The others nodded. If it was one thing they wanted more than anything was for Klaus to be redeemed, and they would do anything to make sure the light will succeed.

~X~

Elijah entered the palace of his mother, and sighed when he was greeted by his younger sister, Rebekah, with a grim look on her face. She was a vision in a pink floor length toga with her hair in curls down her back, with a vervain wreath around her head. It was no wonder she was the goddess of love.

"Where have you been, Elijah?" She asked, her voice demanding.

Elijah walked past her, only to have her hand halt him as she placed it on his upper arm. "You went to see the Bennetts didn't you?" She asked, softly.

He moved his arm out of her reach and looked at her. "And what if I did?" He asked, studying her.

Rebekah sighed. "You can't save him, Elijah. Nik is beyond saving." She whispered, sorrowfully.

Elijah shook his head. "I don't believe that, Rebekah." He returned, looking into her eyes.

Rebekah studied him. "You've learned something." She concluded, with a spark of hope flittering in her chest. "What have you learned?" She asked, touching his arm once more.

Elijah sighed. "I can't say, Rebekah." He whispered, sorrowfully.

"Elijah, please, if you have such hope, I want to know what you have discovered." She replied, in a pleading tone.

He sighed once more. "All I can tell you is, our days of hope are coming." He replied in a riddle.

Rebekah rolled her eyes. "Elijah, you know much I hate riddles." She pleaded.

Elijah smiled as he touched his baby sister's face. "There is a chance Niklaus will be saved, Rebekah." He whispered, kissing her on the forehead, before he left her standing in the marble hall.

Rebekah sighed, and gave a weak smile as she watched her brother disappear. "I hope you are right, Elijah." She whispered, tears filling her eyes. "I hope you are." She replied as she walked down the hall after her brother.

What did you think?

I should tell you. The first few chapter of this story are going to be short, because it is the beginning. As the story progresses, the chapters will get longer, rest assured.

One more thing: Please be kind in your reviews. I enjoy constructive criticism, but if you are going to send in hurtful, malicious reviews...DON'T! If you don't like the story, don't read it!

Until Next Time...