The House of Mikaelson doesn't really follow The Vampire Diaries series to the tee. It is based when Klaus had killed Mikael, and I didn't their mother Esther because she's mean. I wanted a light hearted story so I wrote about possibly the best family on TV. I'm only posting the first chapter to see how it goes on Fanfiction as this is my first story to be posted online, hope you guys like it! Feel free to leave reviews, I'd love some feedback :) It may be edited in the future, but I will keep you guys updated.

Klaus Mikaelson had hid in every corner of this earth, running for a thousand years along side his brothers and sister from the figure that haunted their dreams. He had lingered around America for almost half a century, in hopes of building a home for himself and his siblings, in all naivety trying to hang on to the life that was a mere memory now.

After living in a state of constant paranoia and fear Klaus took in the moment as he stood in the town square of Mystic Falls. The breeze danced on his skin allowing the small smile on his lips to widen.

He had never been more satisfied than the moment he had killed his father. The man who had abused him for years was a man he no longer had to fear, the man who had broken the little boy he was no longer had control over him.

He was finally free.

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"You kept him in a box for 900 years Niklaus," Elijah began, taking a sip from his victory drink before taking a seat next to Rebekah on the couch. "He has every right to be mad."

Having daggered all his siblings Klaus knew they would be unspeakably mad at his actions, but in hopes of the news of their father's death he thought that maybe they would reconsider punishing him. However, he had seriously mistaken his brothers, when Finn stabbed the dagger in his stomach once he was awakened.

"You're lucky I undaggered you to begin with," Klaus yelled, pressing the dagger up to the older man's throat. He stood tall with his chin raised, his facial features similar to those of Klaus. The hard look on his face had begun to soften after a moment before confidently walking to the bar and pouring himself a drink.

"Can I stab him now, 'Lijah?" Kol asked in a rather innocent voice.

"I will drive this dagger straight through your heart, brother." Klaus hissed.

"I don't see why Finn is the only one who gets to stab you, I was kept in a box for over a century." The younger Mikaelson made his way to sit on the arm of the couch with an arrogant smile on his face.

"It's because you're bloody annoying," Rebekah piped up.

With a swift move of his arm Elijah caught the youngest boy easily as he tried to lunge at his sister. "You did deserve it Kol," Elijah said in a way that made Kol just shrug it off with a laugh.

"Now as a celebration of our father's recent death I think we should host a ball to forget his awful memory, in true Mikaelson style," Kol said giving his siblings a look. "Besides, it'll give Finn an excuse to change his clothes, nice hair by the way brother."

"If I'm not mistaken you had tried to copy my hair Kol," Finn replied, mirroring his arrogant smirk.

"Baby brother tried to copy us on everything," Klaus said with a laugh at the memory of Kol as a child. He had attempted in dressing like Elijah, cutting his hair like Finn and acting like Klaus.

"That wasn't me, that was Rebekah."

"Unlike you, our sister was more of a man than you are brother."

"Hey!" Rebekah screeched.

With that a fight between Kol and Klaus had erupted, their bodies flying across the room as everyone watched. Elijah made no attempt to stop yet another fight between his brothers, instead he took a sip of his drink with a roll of his eyes.

"Watch it, little brother," Klaus whispered in a threatening tone when he had pinned Kol to the ground, his forearm holding down his throat. "Even after a century, you'll never be able to pin me."

"Niklaus." Elijah had finally stepped in, pulling his brothers apart. "Let's not ruin such a glorious day."

"I think Kol is right," Rebekah called from the couch, she was now leaning against Finn's chest as the brother settled nicely on the couch. "Why not have a ball to show this little town exactly who the Mikaelson's are."

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"Has everyone forgotten that this is my house?" Klaus yelled from the foyer, watching the chaos of the hired help ready the house for tonight's ball.

"We have not forgotten. We have just simply ignored the fact." Kol stood in front of the mirror as he had his tux tailored.

"I will dagger you if you don't shut up."

"Enough with the dagger threats already."

"You're right, enough with the threats I'll just get on with the deed," Klaus said storming up to Kol, already annoyed with his younger brother and his arrogant smile.

He had almost reached his brother when Rebekah shoved two dresses in front of his face, asking him which dress he'd preferred in a rather innocent way for an thousand year old vampire.

"I don't care Bekah." Klaus hissed before pushing past her.

The young girl's face dropped, a pout surfaced her lips.

"The green one Beks," Finn had said when entering the room causing the smile on Rebekah's face to resurface.

"Yeah the red one makes you look like a strumpet little sister," Kol piped up, which only got him a lamp thrown at his head.

"Hey! I rather liked that lamp." Klaus called from the couch.

"You look rather dashing Finn," Rebekah said ignoring her two most annoying brother as she looked at her older brother. The slender man stood in front of Rebekah with a smile on his newly shaved face. After Elijah had taken him to get his hair cut, the younger Mikaelson had opted for a short and clean style. He was handsome, like all the Mikaelson's.

"Who's the young man that would be escorting you, sister?" Finn asked, noticing Rebekah's nervousness on selecting a dress and hairstyle. "Is he good enough for you?"

"Knowing Bekah's dating history, it's non-existent."

"I've had boyfriends," Rebekah snapped at Kol.

"What? Who?" Klaus asked, suddenly interested in the conversation. He walked up to her with his hands behind his back and whispered, "Have you been sneaking behind my back, little sister?"

"Leave her be." Elijah entered the room. "Our sister may bring a date if she pleases."

"Are you telling me there are vampires in this town? Or have you stooped so low to date a human?" Kol asked, adjusting his bow tie before turning with a grin that only earned him a dirty look from his sister. "Please tell me Nik that your date has some vampire friends."

"I'm not even attending this stupid ball." Klaus made his way back to the couch as his siblings protested.

"Niklaus, it is a ball introducing our family. You must attend."

"I don't have to do anything."

"What's the matter Nik, scared no one will be your date?" The younger Mikaelson asked as he threw himself on the couch opposite Klaus. He was lounged across the couch with his head thrown back with a laugh. The echoes throughout the house caused a vein to surface on Klaus' forehead.

"Oh shut up Kol, I'd like to see you get a date tonight." Klaus hissed.

"Is that a challenge, brother?" Kol asked, suddenly inches from Klaus who returned with a strong stance. Despite the centuries their arrogance hadn't faded a single bit. The boys stared down at each other for a moment before Rebekah interrupted.

"You two need to face the facts, neither of you will get a date tonight," Rebekah said, looking down at her freshly painted nails. That caused the two boys to turn their glares to her.

"Bekah," Elijah warned from the other side of the room, as he put on his tux to be tailored.

"I'll consider that a challenge, sister." Klaus replied with a smirk.

"This shall be fun," an arrogant smile on Kol's face. "Finn, do you want in or are you still in love with your darling girlfriend?"

"At least I had a girlfriend Kol," the older Mikaelson said, his gaze in the mirror as he fixed his tux. Finn had always had a quick tongue, always putting Kol in his place much to everyone's amusement except the baby boy.

"I don't see her here, brother." Kol's words sliced through the air, causing everyone including Klaus to stare elsewhere and shift uncomfortably.

"Kol. Enough." Elijah's voice was strong as he stood, that serious look on his face.

With a smile Kol made his way to the door, satisfied in having the last word. "Now where do the girls spend time in this century?"