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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 -> 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟐
13 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑙𝑑

"AUNT BEKAH, YOU KNOW how he is. Father would literally rip his heart out if he found out I have a date. Ophelia Mikaelson was getting ready for a "girls night out" when she was really about to see her date.

Over the years, the Mikaelsons also found out that the vampire side of Ophelia was not inherited, she was just human.

Elijah couldn't be any more grateful that his daughter was human, he didn't want her to go through the pain in her life that he had to feel over the past 900 years.

"Don't worry, Lia, I'll hold him back if he wants to try and leave the house." Ophelia smiled that her aunt called her "Lia". She always loved that nickname.

Ophelia walked down the stairs in her home to see her Uncle Klaus and father sitting in the living room, calmly enjoying their Saturday afternoon.

Ophelia tried to stealthily walk down the stairs without her father or Uncle Klaus noticing, but it was no use since her family are vampires and their enhanced hearing didn't help too.

"And where do you think you're going looking like that?" Elijah put down his newspapers and stared at his daughter, waiting for an answer. Klaus just stayed in his seat, entertained by the situation.

"Just out with my friends, I'll be back before dinner." As Ophelia was about to open the door, Elijah vamp-sped to close it, slightly scaring her.

"I know when you're lying, Ophelia. Tell me the truth please." Elijah could have easily compelled Ophelia to tell the truth, but he would never do that to his daughter. It was wrong to him.

Sighing in defeat, Ophelia told her father the truth.

"I'm going out with James," she mumbled under her breath. Elijah sighed, knowing James is not good news since he met him a couple of times during school.

"I do not want you to hang out with that man. I don't like him, he seems very suspicious." Ophelia turned to her father and pleaded with him to change his mind.

"Father please, I really want to go out with him. He is genuinely a sweet man."

As much as he wanted to say no, Elijah couldn't resist his daughter's puppy-eye look and gave in to her desire.

"Alright, but you must be home by dinner, or else I will get Niklaus to find you and you know how that goes." Ophelia slowly turned her head over to her Uncle Klaus to see him smirking evilly.

"Yes, father." With that, Ophelia opened the door of her home and closed it quickly, not wanting to deal with the looks her family was giving her.

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"This is a wonderful party, James." Ophelia took a sip of her drink, and scrunched her eyebrows in confusion, tasting something bitter in it.

"Thank you, Ophelia, I was hoping you would enjoy my party. How about I get us more drinks?" Ophelia was about to politely decline until James left quickly without warning.

Her family has always told her to be careful with food and drinks that strangers give her, but she wasn't threatened by James, knowing he was a nice guy.

As she was stuck in her thoughts, she didn't notice that James was back with their drinks.

"Looks like you were deep in thought there, love." Ophelia turned her head towards James, the word "love" sounded weird coming out of his mouth since the only people that usually called her 'love' were her Uncle Klaus and Kol.

"Cheers." The two teenagers toasted their drinks and Ophelia swore that James smirked as she sipped her glass, but didn't think anything of it.

"Let's go dance, shall we?" James held out his hand as Ophelia gladly took it. She recognized the dance, The Waltz, and smiled knowing her family taught her this dance at a young age.

"Your dance moves are  quite exquisite, Ophelia," James said, admiring his partner.

"Thank you, James, I learned from the best." Ophelia smiled, proud to be a Mikaleson.

"Yes, I know, the Original vampires, right. Must be nice to be an abomination to nature." Ophelia looked up at James as her eyes widened, wondering how he could know this information.

"How do you-" before Ophelia could ask any questions, she felt fingertips on her head, knocking her out in seconds.

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"You know, I thought being the daughter of the oldest vampires that ever lived, would require you some sort of security." Ophelia gained consciousness, her eyelids slowly starting to lift up to see that she was strapped down on a table in a dark room lit with candles.

Trying to get out of the table, she used all of her strength to try and free herself, but it was no use. The straps were too strong.

"What do you want with me?" Ophelia looked in his eyes to see all darkness. It was vengeful and evil.

"Your family killed someone special to me. My mother. She was the best person I could have ever asked for in my life. But then, she has ripped away just like that because of your homicidal uncle." Ophelia thought about it and the only two people she could think of was Klaus. Sure it could have been Kol, but he doesn't have a record like that, unlike Niklaus.

"Look, I'm sorry you had to go through that James, but I didn't do anything wrong. If you do something to me, this will not get your mother back."

James looked at her and there was no emotion at all on his face.

"You're right, I won't get my mother back, but I will make those Originals feel the pain I had to go through all of these years."

"W-What are you going to do?" Ophelia now wished that she listened to her father that James was not a good man.

"I'm going to put a spell on you and you're going to sleep for over a century with no memory of your family . When you wake up, you will be in the year 2006 and will be raised by a wonderful family, who are not vampires. As of now, I'm going to preserve your body with a spell."

"No, James, you can't do this. They will find you and kill you."

"I'll take my chances, Ophelia." James started to cut the middle of Ophelia's hand, making her wince slightly.

James started to chant words which made the heartbeat of the youngest Mikaelson beat faster and faster within the second.

"Goodbye Ophelia Mikaleson. See you in a century."

damn james tsk tsk. stuff is about to go down mhmmm. please vote and comment!!!💗