This my very first story to post on this website. I just came to me today and really this is all I typed. But the story is already forming in my head and I am liking where it goes, I hope you guys do too.
I am no native English speaker, let alone writer, so please think of that if you spot any mistakes (don't let that hold you from pointing them out to me, though!). If this story takes off and when we are getting more serious with it I'll consider taking a beta reader. I just do not want to bother one yet because maybe you are not even waiting for a story like this. But I hope you do! Please enjoy the prologue and thank you for reading my rambling ;)

Summary: Niklaus – on one of his errands – meets a girl who seems to be more mysterious than she lets on and of course he needs to get to the bottom of this mystery. Maybe he shouldn't have killed both her parent after all? But as one of those was a vampire, one parent still needs to alive, right?
While looking for the doppelganger, the moonstone and all those who have done him wrong, he looks for the little girl's secret. Leaving her to grow up in his hectic vampire life.
When everything is starting to come together and they land in Mystic Falls Niklaus is trying hard to keep just that that she is, a secret but certain vampires get air of her. Full grown mystery girl for the first time hears the other side of the story and realizes she has a mind of her own to make choices. But hurry, time is running out…

Warning: M is for Language and Violence (which are in there from the start) and later on Adult Themes, I'm not writing like a pussy, y'all, everybody curses (I do, a lot) and sex and violence are a part of live.

Something else: eventually this will end up to be a Damon/OC, but because I think good stories take time, that does not happen in the first chapter and very likely also not in the second or third. If you have patient though, I promise to make it good =)

And of course: The Vampire Diaries was not my idea, I am not making profit from this story. The only part of mine is the characters that I added.

Prologue: In which a newly orphan has odd powers.

It was a rainy day, not uncommon weather for the autumn months, as the doors from the old theater opened to let through a group of people just fresh out of the movies. Kids; whining – tired of the movie – and clinging to their parents, or hyper on candy and popcorn dragging their folks enthusiastically along. The last couple to leave the building – after all the other visitors are already out of sight – is a young pair, their daughter of just three years old on her father's neck, clutching a stuffed animal to her chest.
"You ought to take better care of your toys, honey," the mother says gently as she strokes the back of her child and puts up the hood of her jacket to protect her from the cold. The girl nods fiercely, hugging her monkey doll even closer.
"If you just leave Bernard everywhere, he will get lost and one day we might not be able to find him, do you understand?" The girl nods again, rubbing her little fists into her red, swollen eyes.
"Hey, honey," the mother cooes as her daughter starts crying again, the girl turns her head away and the woman sights. "We just have to take good care of Bernard and then nothing will happen to him, okay?" The girl pulls softly on the long legs of the monkey. "Okay?" The mother repeats while she starts to slightly tickle her little girl. The girl giggles and the woman quickly stops, not wanting her husband to end up hurt because of flying arms or kicking feeds.
"Okay," the toddler mutters, smiling.
The family turns out of an alley and into a deserted street, the woman picks up her speed, wanting to get into the comfortable warmth of the car. The man places their baby girl on top of the car – which makes her grin and squeal – to open the door but before he can even reach for his keys a man appears behind his wife on the other side of the car and grips her tightly.
"No!" The man yells as he runs over to save his wife who screams as teeth break through her skin. He manages to push the attacker away with an inhuman kind of growl and knocks him into the ground, leaving his wife staring with wide eyes of shock as she sinks to the floor, her back against the car.
"Daddy?" The girl on the car cries.
"Daddy shouldn't have been so stupid, little girl," a voice chimes in an unusual drawl. The father freezes for a moment before he quickly stands up and turns around, all of that happening in just a fraction of time. On the roof top of the car, next to the couple's baby girl sits a blonde man. His eyes, a intriguing mixture of green and grey are piercing and look right at the helpless man with an accusing but bored expression.
"Please don't! Don't hurt her, Niklaus, please," he starts, but he is quickly interrupted by the blond man.
"Hush, hush, Peter, I do not believe you have any right to speak right now," he cut's short and slowly shakes his head, as if disappointed. "You screwed up big time, Peter," he then continues, playing with the girls curls – she looks at him with her big green eyes, not sure if she should be scared or not. "To believe I trusted you," the voice was filled with fake surprise, as if the man had always knew Peter would betray him.
"Peter," the woman whispers and then everything happens really fast. Niklaus is next to the woman in a flash, both his hand resting on a shoulder, her head tilted towards the left side and the right side of her neck bare.
"No!" Peter shouts again and he starts to sprint towards his wife but is held back by the first attacker when Niklaus shouts: "Hold him!"
"Peter what is happing!" The woman yells, her voice high from panic.
"Shut up!" Niklaus orders her and her husband looks at her with pleading eyes, telling her to just be silent.
"Mommy?" The toddler is now looking at the man who just sat next to her with big fearful eyes, he just grins.
"Mommy is a little busy right now, Hannah," Niklaus then switched his glace from her daddy towards her, "be still for Klaus, okay?" he then asked of her and she nodded, her little body shaking from fear.
"Let's get this done with, now, shall we?" Niklaus suggested, tilting his head slightly.
"Just don't hurt them," Peter started but once again Niklaus chimed in.
"DON'T you tell me what I can and cannot do!" Niklaus roars obviously annoyed. "You broke our deal, Peter, I'd let you life if you brought me Katharina I even gave you an timeframe of ten years to get it done," Peter swallows as the man in front of him narrows his eyes. "Can you imagine my surprise to find you here," Niklaus spreads his arms wide for a moment before re-grabbing Peter's wife, who whimpers at the strong hold. "In a little town, playing house, going to the cinema, with your wife and a child?" He spits the lasts words, tightening his hold on the woman in front of him who screams as he pulverizes the bones in her shoulders. Peter jerks in the hold of his capturer and screams along with her, agony written all over his face.
"Now if you had to choose," Niklaus drawls, not effected or impressed by their behaviour but his voice louder to be heard over the woman's sobbing. "Between her, and your little baby girl?"
"Choose Hannah!" The woman wails.
"You shut your mouth!" Niklaus roars while he shakes her by her broken shoulders the woman is swaying in his hold, only able to stand up right because of the man's hold on her body.
"Yvonne," Peter begs, not even sure what he is asking for.
"Your wife?" Niklaus asks.
"No, no," Yvonne mutters, on the edge of passing out.
"Choose, Peter!" Niklaus urges, impatient.
"I can't, I," Peter is crying, looking between his daughter and wife but already knowing what he has to say or else his responds will raise questions and then he can lose both.
"Don't hurt my wife, please let her go!" He begs, and Yvonne starts murmuring again but is soon silenced as Niklaus places both his hand on her ears and simply twists his hand to disconnect her head from her body. This times Peter is able to break loose from his prison and flies at his wife's murderer. He gasps when a cold hand reaches in his body and a fist clamps on to his hart.
"You really thought I'd give you a second change?" Niklaus whispers mocking pity. "You're even stupider than I thought." He deadpans with a straight face and pulls his hand back, letting the corpse of Peter fall back on the streets to watch it turn gray and old he then let the hart fall out of his hands an splashes it under the heel of his booth, as if it were a cigarette.
"Clean this up." He orders and turns to the child sitting on the car. She looks at him with big round eyes and an open mouth. "What to do with you?" He murmurs, placing his hand under her armpits and making her stand. She watches him carefully and then he notices something odd, her pupils decline and grow rapidly and she speaks with a steady voice as she says: "Don't hurt me."

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Preview:
Chapter 1: in which a teenage girl is being spoiled.