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I had finally found my way to the French quarter. It was a long journey but it was worth it. I can finally meet uncle Elijah and aunt Rebekah and then I can kick my dads ass.
I know he had to leave us to stop us getting in danger by my grandfather Michael, but he could have taken us he could've turned my mother and we could have lived an eternity as a ,happy family. But no the great Niklaus Mikaelson left us in the ruins of the so called great city of New Orleans.
Walking through the French quarter is quite an experience especially at the time of carnival. everything is happening and to be honest. It's kind of magical. I thought it would be fun to stop in one of the voodoo shops to see what I could find. There was poisons and herbs but nothing that was of interest to me.
I had walked out of the door and bumped into a blond woman with curly hair who was wearing a white vest with a black leather jacket, some skinny jeans and some rather delicious Gucci boots. " Watch where you're going gi..." she cut her self off and just stared at me and I stared back. I did this because I could now see her devious blue eyes sparkling in the Sun. It was Rebekah, Rebekah Mikaelson. This meant that Klause and Elijah mustn't be that far away.
"You're Rebekah Mikaelson." I stated. "Yes I know that, but who are you?" I didn't know what to tell her. So I just told her the truth "My name is Damarus and I'm here looking for my father I believe that you know him well" she looked at me with a smirk on her face. "Well look love, I know a lot of people and I don't think I have time to look back through that list to find your dad so maybe you should find one of my brothers I'm sure Elijah will be willing enough to help you " she turned to walk away from me but I grabbed her wrist.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you girlie." she hissed at me " Look I just wanna find my dad, your brother Niklaus." she stared at me in disbelief but then after a moment smirked again and started to laugh. "Niklaus only has one daughter as she has been with me for the past 5 years. Her name is Hope and I know a Mikaelson when I see one but you remind me nothin of Klaus." she went to walk away again but then I called out " Priscilla Moriartie!" She turned around and walked back over to me.
"What do you know about Priscilla" she looked at me baffled and then I spoke again. "She's my mother." I look of shock took over the bewilderment that was there and the said. "Looks like you and Klause have some things to talk about"
Hey guys sorry this took forever to write I've had writers block and I really need a good cover and I need someone to play the role of Damie so if any of you have suggestions let me know thanks guys bye 😊