First Born Mikaelson

Piper leaned back against the bar, a smile playing on her lips as she watched the crowd dance around. She was nearing the point where she’d had some food, drank just enough to feel the buzz and was ready to go back home. Or rather to her apartment to take a long bath and just unwind. Tilting the last of her champagne back, she swallowed it down and set the empty on the bar before turning to start towards the door, stopping as soon as she slammed into someone. “Oh my gosh.” The words slipped past her lips and her hands went out to catch the other and steady herself. “I’m so so sorry, guess I’ve had more than I thought.” She laughed. 

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Freya was enjoying the party, it was like something that the witch always wished she would someday go to. She spent the night dancing away, knowing that the night would not be a success until her feet killed her. She decided to get off the dance floor for a bit and head towards the outside for some fresh air. She felt someone collide with her.

“of course its okay.” she said to the other. “one of my old friends was a necromancer, this one day someone said something that pissed him off so he made all of the dead frogs in our biology class come back to life and then they all went crazy and started attacking everyone.”

amelia barnes ––– christmas ball starter

“weirdly enough waking up on an island with no memory of how i got here, with a dress on the bed next to me with instructions to come here is actually not the strangest thing i’ve been through.” the blonde said with a nod, not really talking to anyone in particular as she leant against the wall. 

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    ‘ let the object of objection become but a dream as i cause the seen to be unseen, ’ p.j. cast the spell effortlessly, words spoken softly by the end of which the stain on the other’s formal attire had completely vanished from sight. ‘ there. good as new. ’

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Gray found himself finally able to step off the dance floor.  Just looking back for a second to see his friends still dancing as if it was an upbeat song.  Certainly knowing that he came to this thing with the right group of people.  Otherwise he might have be waltzing around the dance floor.  He wasn’t sure that he would enjoy that.  He had a smile on his face as he turned away to walk to the bar to get a water.  @mysticislandstarter​

“I’m sure before the nights over everyone is going to be looking for food,”  Right now it seemed to be all drinks and dancing.  "But I don’t know if they’ll have any crab cakes by the time I’m done.“

The witch felt out of place in the pink ball gown.  It wasn’t her usual style but it wasn’t like she couldn’t be walking around the room in jeans.  She found herself distracted by the smell of crab cake as she walking towards the bar.  "Oh yes,“ she said to herself as she grabbed a couple of crab cakes of the tray one of the servers was walking around.  As she had skipped lunch earlier that day she was starving.  She took a bite of the savory cake and it practically melted in his mouth.  @mysticislandstarter​

He needed some air away from people. It was all too much and he wasn’t sure he was handling it all that great. He didn’t want to hurt anyone, he couldn’t hurt anyone. Hurting them the way he was wasn’t in him. Breathing in the fresh air, trying to ignore the ache of his gums and the sandpaper like feeling in his throat he closes his eyes – blocking everything out. That was, until he heard someone approach him from behind. “Don’t.” His gums ache more as his back stays turned to the other, “I don’t want to hurt you.” @mysticislandstarter​

Freya had always dreamed about going to event like this her whole life. She knew that her siblings through incredible parties like this, something she was never able to attend while under control of her aunt. So she was happy to finally be able to go to one of these things.

“It’s not really the same thing,” she told her mother. In fact it made Ella feel like she was being stupid about the whole thing. Her mother was talking about loosing a child, she was just loosing some guy. She had felt stupid about it when it happened. Or maybe it was. She was repeating her mothers mistakes. At least she hasn’t killed herself and Faith.  

“I guess i just don’t want to hold out too much hope for it all. Because i just need to be happy with what i have.”

            ‘It is though, I wouldn’t have gone to that dark place if it wasn’t for the fact that Dahlia killed Mathias. I felt so much hurt and anger and knew that I couldn’t take it out on her and that she would harm my son. You were just able to go after those who hurt you and you had a family that loved you, I knew that if I died, I’d have no one it would’ve hurt at the time.’ She said. ‘But also if that didn’t happen, I wouldn’t have had you, so if anything, it was what the fates wanted it to be so you could exist.’ She stated.

What she was saying explained a lot about his powers growing up.  He had a few magical outbursts that he felt were hard on his parents.  He was dealing with the same thing as a parent.  "So.. is this something that we have to worry about here?“  He wanted to be prepared if being one of these first born would be an issue.  Now he was worried his great aunt was roaming the island somewhere.  Maybe without her actual memories but some times people got those back.  "What do we do now?  We can.. do you want to get to know each other?”  He didn’t want to force her.

“S.. she traded the first borns?” Wylie’s first thought went to Alexia.  He didn’t know if she was the first born on her generation.  He didn’t know any of his biological family.  "I’m sorry, Freya.“  They didn’t get to have that relationship as a mother and son.  Apparently his aunt and his own grandmother saw to that.  He wondered what she could have gone through and how bad it was.  "I never thought I’d ever get to meet you.”

“You swore you would never love?  That’s pretty extreme.  I never felt happier than when I met my wife or when we started a family,” He couldn’t imagine anyone that wouldn’t want that happiness although he knew people had their reasons.  "You don’t have to answer that.“  They didn’t know each other but already he felt drawn to her.  "You too, Freya.”

“I’m pretty sure not many,” Neither name was that common at all.  He just couldn’t believe that he was actually talking to her, his mother.  She looked younger than him and it almost made him want to laugh.  "I do?“ A smile crept on his face at the thought of looking like his father.  "I’m Wylie.”

“I don’t know anything about that,” Wylie said as it sounded like he might actually be talking to his biological mother.  "My parents, my adoptive parents, found me as a baby here on the island.“  He was stuck on the word lost.  She lost the baby.

“Yeah,” she said softly. “Well Faith’s father… He died before Faith was born so i was… i didn’t know what i was doing. How i was meant to survive it? Without him. And i did go dark when i found out he was gone. Just- just enough to kill the people that killed him and then i felt her-” she ran her hands over her stomach at the thought. “I didn’t want her to feel dark magic.”

Ella smiled softly at her mom, holding into her hand. “I’m not a kid anymore mom. I can look after myself.”

              ‘I’m sorry to hear that. I can understand what that is like. I don’t know if I told you this, but I was pregnant probably a long time before you were born.. For me it feels like just yesterday, Dahlia.. Killed his father when she found out.. I tried to kill myself to get away and keep my child safe from her.. It didn’t work, I lost the child but was trapped with her still. I can understand the darkness that comes with that.’ She said honestly. 

“Yes, I created a linage spell when I was a teenager.  It’s how I learned my parent’s names,” It was the only reason he knew their names.  "It’s Mathias.“