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Chapter One

New Orleans, 2013

Fear. Fear is a chilling emotion that is an awful experience. This emotion ran through me as I saw my love standing there. He doesn't see. He doesn't know! I tried to call out to him. To warn him of the stake. But nothing came out and the stake struck its intended goal and my love burst into flames.

My eyes opened and I sniveled pathetically into the pillow. Only a week since Kol's death but it's felt like months. I haven't been able to sleep without a painful nightmare since.

I dried my tears and read the digital clock on the nightstand. I was surprised by the time and looked out the window to see that it was truly 5:30 in the morning. I was never the person to wake up before 6 on a scheduled day but I guess the grief was messing with me. I threw back the covers and stood in the fast room.

The whole second floor of the flat was meant for Kol and me. Our bedroom was the center with my office in the left wing and the massive bathroom to the right. Sliding doors could be pushed back into the wall to create an open atmosphere into the bedroom. I picked up the clicker on my nightstand and pushed the "open curtain" button and all of the sudden the shades flew up the windows. I smiled at the pink and purple sky. I knew sleep was pointless now.

I decided to get dressed before heading down to make breakfast. I threw on some sweats underneath one of Kol's shirts and headed downstairs, but I didn't make it quite down.

I heard some sniffling coming from the hallway before entering my "floor". I walked the steps I took down and poked my head to the left. There my son's white door was creaked open just an inch for me to be able to hear his crying. I sighed know what he was going through.

I silently walked over to my son's room and poked my head in. There he was crying his heart out. I let out another deep breath and stepped into the room. I started walking towards his bed when all of a sudden he rolled over and looked at me. The sight broke my heart further. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he was up for an hour. I silently cursed myself for not hearing him earlier.

"Hey mom. Did I wake you?" he asked quietly as I approached him and sat on his bed. I knew that he was really upset since he called me mom. He was so sweet that he was concerned that he awaked me even in his distress.

"No baby I was already up. Did you have a nightmare?" I asked softly knowing that was probably what upset him.

"Yeah." He mumbled while snuggling under the covers. I scooted a little closer and started rubbing circles on his back. He always was calmer when I did this motion.

"What was it about? You want to talk about it?" I asked. It was probably a scary one involving some vampire. I sighed thinking of what my baby's lived through.

"It was me…" He trailed of and took a deep breath. " … me and dad and we were in the field. You know the one by the house with the white porch?" he asked. I took a ragged breath knowing where this was going.

"Yeah." I confirmed hoping I'd be able to be strong for him today. I took deep breaths and tried to focus on my massage for him.

"Well… we were just playing baseball and having fun… that it then I woke up "he said. He rolled over and looked at me with big blue eyes and started to cry again. "I miss him! Why did he have to go… he… he promised he'd come back!" he choked out. I closed my eyes as tears trickled down my own face and crawled into bed with them. I wrapped my arms around him and whispered sweet nothings in his ear.

"He didn't plan to die Nikolai. He didn't choose to leave us. Baby you must understand this okay." I whispered hoping he'd forgive his father for a sin he didn't commit.

"I know. It's just not fair." He breathed out into his pillow. We just laid there in quiet until I heard his breathing fall back into an even pattern. I didn't have the energy to leave and just let his comfort let me relax into his bed.

I laid there for about an hour until I couldn't stand it any longer. I slowly peeled back the covers and headed out of his room. I walked down the hallway and passed photos of Kol and me and some of Nikolai. As I rounded the corner into the sitting area I saw the huge portrait of Kol and me with Nikolai in front. I stopped and stared at it for a long moment before tearing my eyes towards the kitchen. Now it was 6:30 and breakfast would usually be on the stove but now that summer was here Nikolai wouldn't wake up until 7. I had to be out the door at 8 to get to my dance studio and be able to stop and Starbucks on the way. I taught a dance class for youth and not to brag but I was one of the world's best dancer's once upon a time. Now as a 917 year old woman I still had the moves.

Kofryna, my lady in waiting in the olden days, and now Nikolai's babysitter would be over at courter of 8 to play with him until lunch. Then Nikolai would come back with me to the studio. I usually taught with my 700 year old best friend Viktoija but she's spending the day at the airport wait for her husband Nate to arrive. She's paranoid of being late so she will leave much earlier than needed.

As I processed my thoughts I didn't notice the time fly and now the clock read 7:20. I dashed to the stove and started making pancake mix and through some bacon on the stove. While flipping them together I cracked some eggs and started making scrambled eggs. Nikolai eats a lot and I sometimes overdue it but for the most part he eats it.

After finishing the meal I pour a glass of orange juice for him and pour a blood bag into a mug. I push 2 minutes on the microwave for my blood and wait.

Not a minute has gone by when I hear the sound of my son slouching down the stairs following the smell of breakfast. As he arrives I smile over my shoulder as I pull out the mug. Nikolai sees the feast and immediately sits down and starts shoveling food into his mouth.

"Mykolas! Don't you have some manners?" I scold him using his name in Lithuanian to know that I'm sort of serious.

"Sorry Salomeya." He states back while sticking his tongue out me. I laugh at his retort knowing he's one of the few that call me by my real name. Most either call me Eya or Alex. Just as I'm about to reply Kofryna walks into the kitchen. I look up in shock to see her and remember the time.

"Oh crap I need to get dressed!" I rush out. I then speed up stairs and through on a purple dress, do my makeup, my nails, grab some matching shoes, put on some heeled boots, some bangles, sunglasses, and a matching bag. Knowing my stylish outfit was complete. I speed into the kitchen again give Nikoali a kiss on the check, thank Kofryna, and I'm out the door.

I return my pace to a walk as I walk onto the street. When I reach 3 blocks over and head towards the Starbucks I knock into someone. I grab onto them because I was the one who went flailing. He also grabs me to steady me. I looked up into his blue eyes and sandy hair and gave him a look of confusion. He was clearly stronger than me, which meant he was older. He looked oddly familiar but I couldn't place it. I quickly apologized and headed my own way. As I to the dance studio I drop my bag in shock.

"No" I whispered aloud. "It can't be." I replayed the scene in my head and his face and body structure matched. "Niklaus!"

Here is the first chapter to my new story. The information will come in the following chapters and more will be cleared up. Flashbacks will be a huge part of this story since we have to go back 917 years to reach her day of age. The Original Family will be in this in New Orleans. This is not for people who like the Hayley baby plot, Sophie, or Elena. Just warning you ahead of time. Please leave me a review. I promise the chapters only get better from here on. I just wanted you to meet these Nikolai and Salomeya first. Also Kol won't stay dead! I have a plan the character's pictures are on my profile and her outfit for the day is:

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