You’ll Be Fine (Kai Parker x Reader)
So this was requested by an anon, i’m just gonna say that you didn’t say if it’s angst or fluff so.... sorry babe. Enjoy!
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Kai could have sworn you were the sociopath in this “thing” you had, you never talked about yourself, never tried to find out more about him nor ask him random questions and when he “coincidentally” bumped into you in public you acted like you didn’t know him.
At first he was in pure bliss, finding someone that understood the way this hook up thing worked, but one time he saw you out on a date,wearing a beautiful black tight dress-definitely no underwear underneath- throwing your hair over your shoulder and laughing at his jokes, it made his blood boil. He found himself asking you to sleep over, calling you to ask how are you, he didn’t like what he had become, he blamed his brothers epathy and all those emotions that he passed him for this.
He wasn’t the only one that knew about you, Damon once saw you walking out of his place and had heard Kai’s pleads for you to stay the night, it made him laugh and also keep a mental note of this. All it took was Kai’s massive killing for Damon to take action, of course he wanted to kill Kai but also seeing him suffer sounds like so much fun to him.
“What is this about?”
Kai walked in the mystic grill bar after closing hours,Stefan had opened the door for him, they used the excuse of negotiating to lure him in while Damon paid (y/n) a little visit at her workplace and also waited for her when she clocked out.
“Kai”
She whispered, her voice shaking. Damon had his hand wrapped around her neck and the other holding her arms, how foolish of kai to mess with a human, one little snap of his hand and she was gone. He knew she had nothing to do with this but Damon was always an advocate of “an eye for an eye”.
Kai tried to run to her but Stefan pushed him against the wall. (Y/n) started crying, not understanding what all this was about while realizing they were not really humans, no one could have pushed someone with one hand against a fucking brick wall.
“Let her go”
“See I would love to do that but.... I won’t, ohhh i’m so bad”
“She doesn’t know anything about this”
“Oh I know, she also doesn’t know you’ve been going on a killing spree”
“w-what? Kai please tell me what is going on”
“Oh don’t bother Kai, let me explain. Listen sweetie, your little side thing has been going around town killing innocent people-like your pretty little self- because he kind of hates us”
Damon whispered in her ear while his grip tightened around her neck, making it harder to breath and feeling like her time is coming up as the seconds pass.
“Don’t listen to them”
“why not witch boy? Does she even know you are a magical little being? Is she aware that you killed your own brother to gain more power?”
“Kai please tell me he is lying”
She begged, uncontrollable tears running down her face. She was completely innocent, that however did not matter to anyone since she was the only person Kai seems to care for,other than himself. Kai tried to get closer but then Stefan took his arms and held him back
“Let’s make this quick shall we?”
“Kai! Kai! help me! please! let me go”
Damon turned her around and looked straight in the eye, putting a few strands away from her face and placing his hands on her cheeks, while kai struggled to leave Stefans grip.
“Please I didn’t do anything, I won’t say anything to nobody, please just let me go”
“You are scared, don’t be”
“I’m not scared”
He compelled her, Kai always wanted to slip some vervain to her at some point but he couldn’t figure out how to do it nor has he ever been to her place in order for him to put it in her stuff.
“We can talk about this, just don’t hurt her”
“Would you look at that? The registered sociopath cares about someone, oh well”
Stefan was not completely on board with this at the beginning, taking an innocent life just didn’t sit well with him, some things however had to be done. Kai started to panic, it was the first time he was struggling to help someone else, he would have usually asked to do it himself if it was anyone else. Damon smiled at (y/n), even wiped a few tears from her face, before reaching into the side of his pants.
“You are such a pretty girl, it’s too bad I have to do this”
“Do what?”
she asked.Then all Kai could hear was (y/n)’s scream and then the thud of her falling to the ground. Kai was let go and the salvatore brothers let in a blink of an eye. Kai got next to her and Damon had pulled the knife off the wound, making her bleed out instantly, blood was pooling in her mouth and her body was shaking from the pain. Kai lifted your head with his hand and brought her close to him.
“No,no,no,no please (y/n)”
He placed his hand over her wound and then she placed hers over his. He felt water coming out of his eyes, crying! that’s what elena had called it, he was crying, he was...sad
“I’m sorry (y/n),I....I”
He gulped, he felt powerless, vulnerable, defeated. He started stroking her hair and hugged her even tighter. (Y/n) started slipping away, feeling her senses slowly get shut off, her heartbeat getting slower.
“I....I love you (y/n), I love you so much, I should have fucking told you. I’m really sorry....(y/n), (y/n)!”
She was gone, just like that. He had killed so many people, but feeling her lifeless body, hearing her last heart beat, seeing her blood on his clothes destroyed him.
A deafening scream was heard, Kai was so mad at himself, there was nobody else to blame but him, he didn’t protect her, he didn’t keep her away from all of this, because of him the only person that made him feel was now gone. Call it selfish but what hurt him the most was that there is a chance (y/n) died before you heard him confess his feelings.
“Don’t worry baby girl, it’s alright, i’ll take care of this, it’s alright, you’ll be fine, you will be peaceful ok?”
He was blabbering, he was aware that she couldn’t hear him but he felt the need to say those things, most importantly he felt the need to take revenge for this, for her to be peaceful since she was now completely safe, her soul should be paid for in blood.
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CONSEQUENCES | CHAPTER THIRTEEN | LEGACIES/THE ORIGINALS
BOOK THREE IN THE SIDE CHARACTER/LILAH SERIES
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Lilah had felt sluggish when she woke up, and she hadn't shaken the feeling. Everything for the rest of the day just felt off.
An entire summer's worth of looking into Lorelle's revival and the White Oak Coven had gotten the Mikaelsons nowhere.
Lilah felt sluggish when she woke up, and everything just felt off for the rest of the day. Kol and Lilah helped the best they could, the two Mikaelsons still missing their former lives as witches.
"Perhaps we just let it go," Kol suggested, sighing as he shut another grimoire. "Lorelle is alive, this psychotic coven is nowhere to be found, probably dead to resurrect Lorie. Why can't we just leave it be? Why go searching for trouble?"
That was a question that Lilah had been wondering herself. Did she really want to know why the coven resurrected Lorelle, or did she want to know if there was a way to bring back others as well?
"Maybe Kol's right," Davina sighed, stepping away from the table to grab a drink. "We're spending all this time chasing literal ghosts."
Lilah and Freya shared a look. Before Lorelle even came back, the two were trying to see if there was some mystical loophole to bringing back Klaus, Elijah, and Hayley. This coven and Lorelle's revival seemed like the only solid lead they had, but even this one went nowhere.
"Okay, we can break for today," Freya nodded, shutting the grimoire she had been looking into.
Lilah walked up the staircase of the compound towards her bedroom. After she and Rebekah had made amends, Rebekah had gotten sentimental about how Lilah should be living in her family home. On her and Josh's next free day, they emptied their apartment, both of them moving into two of the spare rooms in the compound.
Lilah swung the door to her room open, her eyes settling on the blond. Roman was just lounging on her waiting, as if he was waiting for her to come inside. She smiled at the sight of him, but he was yet another thing that felt off. Any sense of deja vu she had with him around didn't lead to the girl in the photo, only made Lilah more confused about her and the Sienna boy.
Had they have been together before? Or perhaps, he just strongly reminded her of someone she repressed when she was a ripper? The little visions she was having didn't get clearer, instead, they stayed blurry and confusing.
"This is an evasion of privacy, Mr. Sienna," she rolled her eyes at him. She went over to her bed, shoving him a bit to make room for herself. She propped herself down next to him, wondering when she had let herself get so comfortable with a guy. "What's up?"
"Caroline called me a few hours ago," he explained, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and letting her fall into his chest. "There's someone she and Alaric need me to pick up, with school starting and everything."
"Hm, I thought that Alaric guy wasn't headmaster anymore?" she hummed.
"He's not, but he and Caroline still kind of own it? I guess. I don't know, the person I'm going to get is special to them I guess, to their friend group."
She nodded and grabbed one of his hands, just playing with it. "This was fun while it lasted, eh?"
He gave her a look and said, "I'd still like for this to continue to be fun."
"You're going back on the road," she sighed, sitting up. "We can't possibly be together when you're not even here."
"You don't do long distance relationships?" he asked.
"I hardly even do relationships," she shook her head, ignoring the flutter in her heart when he said the word 'relationship.' They hadn't even actually had a real conversation about what they were together, and now he was throwing around the word relationship.
She moved his hair of of his face, staring down at him adoringly. "Like I said Roman, this was fun while it lasted."
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"The boy who sweats diamonds is gone, huh?" Freya asked, coming out onto the balcony late that night, and Lilah nodded, taking the cup of coffee that Freya offered her.
Lilah found herself out there often, staring out onto the city. She loved everything about New Orleans, but she felt like this wasn't the place she was meant to be.
"Everything still feels wrong, Aunt Freya," she confessed. "We can't figure out why Lorelle is back, we don't know who the girl in the photos is, and I just feel like something isn't right."
"What part feels wrong?" Freya asked.
"Everything."
"I wish I knew who the girl was, too. She obviously meant something to all of us. Any theories?"
"Mass compulsion?" Lilah shrugged, but she knew that couldn't be it because she, Rebekah, and Kol couldn't be compelled. "I dunno. This seems impossible."
"Our family is the definition fo the impossible being possible."
"Yeah, well, at least before we had explanations for things. Dahlia took us, Grandma Esther turned them, their loophole was a white oak stake, I don't have a loophole. Dahlia kept us apart to prevent you from rebelling against her. Things had explanations," Lilah sighed.
"Not everything," Freya shook her head, wrapping one of her arms around her niece. "You said you still don't know how you got out of that cave."
Lilah's eyes widened for a moment, and she nodded. A thousand years later, and she still had no idea who broke her free of her desiccation. Despite blood on herself and the floor, she had never found a body.
"I think for now, it's okay to just be grateful," Freya said to her. "Not everything needs an explanation, and we might just drive ourselves mad trying to come up with a solution we're never going to find."
"We're the Mikaelsons, we're always going to be mad."
Both of them turned around to see Rebekah standing there with Kol. The remaining Mikaelson siblings walked onto the balcony, Rebekah standing on the other side of Lilah, and Kol on the other side of her.
"You had the promise of always and forever without us even knowing who you were," Rebekah said. "And you'll continue to have it so as long as we live."
"Soon it'll just be the two of us, Lilah Rae," Kol said, his dark joke hitting each of them a little different.
Freya was a witch, she was mortal. Rebekah wanted to take the cure once Damon Salvatore was ready. Davina was a witch. Marcel would likely take the cure as well. Soon, the only thing left would be Kol, Lilah, and hopefully Josh.
"You didn't need to go there tonight, brother," Rebekah laughed, smacking her big brother on the back of his head.
"I'm just saying!"
"Well, stop saying things!"
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F I R S T
D A Y
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S C H O O L
"Thanks Davina, I appreciate it."
Roman ended the call on his phone, placing it back into his pocket while he drove.
"So, where are we going exactly?"
Arianelle Victoria sticking her head outside of the car since Roman's convertible top was down.
She expected to see signs that said Mystic Falls or even a bridge marked Wickery Bridge, or whatever landmarks her dad once talked about.
"We're going to pick someone up before I take you to a safe place," he replied, "And we have to go fast, first day of school is already today."
She rolled her eyes, pulling her head back into the car.
"And yet we're taking a detour? Aren't we supposed to be in that town my dad grew up in?" she questioned, before saying in a mocking tone, "The wondrous Mystic Falls, from where my mom ran from, and she ran like hell."
Roman glanced at her through the rearview mirror, but didn't respond. Caroline had warned him that the girl might be a bit snarky and sarcastic given her current situation.
"So, who's the girl you were on the phone with? Got a girlfriend?" she asked.
"No, I don't have a girlfriend," Roman replied.
"She dump you?"
"Please be quiet," the vampire told her, and she raised her eyebrows with a feigned scared look on her face.
"Jeez, just tryna make conversation. If my dad's sending me here, might as well know what I'm getting in to," she shrugged.
"And what does me being in a relationship prepare you for exactly?"
She shrugged again, leaning back. It felt like hours before they pulled into New Orleans. She was confused, knowing that Lousiana was a long drive away from Mystic Falls. She gawked at the architecture, but stared long and hard at the large building they parked in front of. This place was known for it's Crescent pack, it's witches, it's Bourban, and one thing her dad used to warn her about: The Original family.
Roman pressed his phone to his ear yet again, stating, "We're here."
They waited about ten minutes before a small group of ridiculously hot people walked out. Of the group, a girl was dragging another girl by her upper arm, and one of the guys was carrying out a small luggage.
Roman smiled, getting out of the car to help put the luggage in his back trunk and wrap the girl in his arms. Arianelle watched suspiciously, wondering who these people were. Her eyes landed on the blond adult with pink lipgloss, recognizing her from some photos with her dad. From the stories she learned growing up, she was Rebekah Mikaelson, a vampire her dad was once in love with.
She stared at them in awe once she realized they were the original family—or at least, what was left of it.
The girl that Roman was hugging got into the car, staring back at the blonde girl sitting in the back. Roman joined them after slamming the trunk shut, and there was a knock on the brunette's window. The girl rolled it down, a bald man sticking his head inside.
"You better take care of her, Sienna," the man warned, giving Roman a scary serious stare.
"I will, Marcel," Roman nodded.
Marcel kept his glare on him, staring for a moment longer before nodding and taking his head out of the door. A girl came next, another brunette. She looked she nice and innocent, the smile on her face wide.
"Have fun, Lils," the girl said to the girl inside of the car.
"I can't believe you guys planned to send me away, Davina," laughed the girl in the car.
"It's not sending you away, it's sending you on a trip," a boy said from outside of the car.
"Oh yeah? And how are you going to handle Rousseau's alone?" Lilah asked as Davina moved away from the window, sticking her own head out.
"We'll manage," shrugged Josh.
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"So, when did this get planned?" Lilah asked Roman as they began on their drive.
"I called Davina, asked her to pack your things," he explained. "You said that your memory loss began when you woke up near Mystic Falls, and since I need to take Arianelle over here to the Salvatore School, might as well see if we can jog up some of your memories."
"Well, I'm glad you did. It's been boring around here without me."
"Did a Mikaelson just tell me that New Orleans was boring? Your dad is rolling in his grave," Roman snickered, shaking his head.
Lilah playfully shoved his shoulder.
Arianelle watched with wide eyes, wondering just who these two were. When her mom had all but threw her into his car, saying he was taking her to a better place, she hadn't imagined that he'd be anyone important other than some supernatural creature that worked for the fancy boarding school. Instead, he's friends with the original family, he knows one of their kids.
She was even more confused, knowing that an Original couldn't have kids. Vampires couldn't even procreate.
As if Lilah felt her eyes on her, she turned around to look at the blonde.
"Sorry for the detour to your new school," Lilah said with a smile. "It's nice to meet you, I'm Lilah."
"Arianelle," the blonde said sheepishly, pressing her lips to an awkward line. She looked to Roman and said, "I thought you said you don't have a girlfriend."
"I don't," Roman said as Lilah said, "He doesn't."
"She doesn't do relationships," Roman explained to the fifteen year old in the back of his car, glancing at Lialh with a knowing expression.
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They pulled up to a huge campus, parking in front of it. Lilah and Arianelle both gawked at it, for different reasons. Arianelle had heard stories of the things that had gone down in the house or because of the previous owners through her father, but Lilah's expression was sorrowful.
"Normally, there's a welcoming committee, but there's a different headmaster this semester," Roman said as he took off his seat belt, getting out of the car.
The two girls followed after him. The blonde let out an audible groan when she heard a police car approaching. She turned around irritated, watching as a dirty blonde got out of the driver's seat. Why he was still in his police uniform when he was running for mayor of Mystic Falls, she had no idea.
"Aria," he said, sending her a conflicted smile as he got closer.
"Why are you wearing that?" she asked.
"I'm still Sheriff until I get a replacement," he said. "And it's not like I actually have the mayor position just yet."
"Yeah, whatever," she said, spinning on her heels and walking towards the strangers.
"C'mon, let's get you inside," her dad said with a smile. He looked to the two who had driven his daughter, smiling at them. "Matt Donovan."
"Roman Sienna," Roman smiled, shaking his head.
"Lilah Mikaelson," Lilah said, shaking Matt's hand. She saw the surprised look on his face.
"Mikaelson?" he asked.
"Mikaelson."
"Like... Original family Mikaelson?"
"The one and only."
He attempted to regain his posture, a million questioned running through his head about who she was, why they had never heard of another Mikaelson girl, wondering who she was. Instead, he just nodded.
"Let's go find the headmaster, Dorian, and the Saltzman twins, shall we?" Matt questioned, walking towards the school's entrance, a front door that once led to some of his closest friends' house.
He never imagined it would be a boarding school for supernatural, or that he'd ever be sending his daughter there.
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"Well, her papers seem to be all well, just a day late, but that's all right, she won't be behind in any of her classes" Headmaster Vardemus said, snapping Arianelle's file shut. "Miss Donovan, I can have two students here in a second to escort you to your room and give you a proper Salvatore School welcome."
"I go by Arianelle Victoria," she added, earning a scowl from Matt, but he didn't say anything.
Roman grabbed Lilah by her arm, motioning with his head that they should head out. The two of them walked out of the room, leaving the father-daughter duo with the somewhat creepy headmaster.
The Saltzman twins and Landon were called into the room long after Roman and Lilah had left to the dorm room Roman got to stay in whenever he came by after his recruitment travels.
"So... what are you?" Landon asked, before his eyes widened. He stammered out, "I-I mean, I'm not—I'm not tryna be rude or anything... wow, that was really upfront. I meant... what species are you?"
He scratched the back of his head as they walked through the halls of the school, looking embarassed. Lizzie rolled her eyes, looking at her sister with a ridiculous glare as Josie smiled at Landon's actions.
Seriously, Jo? wondered Lizzie, unable to believe her sister liked Landon of everyone.
"Vampire... witch... werewolf...?" Josie added, aiding Landon in his question, but saying it softer than he had.
Arianelle laughed, and she said, "I'm a werewolf."
And immediately everyone thought about how she killed someone.
"We're gonna need Jed here," Josie said to her sister.
"Raf's alpha," she replied, earning a confused look from the new wolf.
"And he's also stuck in wolf form... soo... I'm with Josie... we'll have to tell Jed," Landon said.
"Of course you're with Josie," Lizzie chuckled.
"So, what's up with Mr. Recruiter and his not-girlfriend?" Arianelle asked.
"Who? Roman Sienna?" asked Lizzie, making a face as she spoke since she was sure Roman was single. "Roman doesn't have a girlfriend."
"There's some girl he picked up on our way here," Arianelle responded.
The twins looked at each other before nodding, "Huh..."
"So, Vampire Captain America finally found a girlfriend, that's interesting," Landon added.
"She's pretty," Arianelle responded, "But oddly quiet."
"Well, first stop, here's our bedroom," Lizzie said, opening a door. "You can always just come here if you need something, chances are, you'll find one of us here."
Arianelle walked inside, looking around at their room. Her eyes zeroed down on a picture frame.
"Oh, you guys know her," Arianelle stated, pointing at the picture. "The girl Roman picked up."
"He brought Lilah Desmarais back with him?" Lizzie asked with surprise, Josie and Landon sharing a confused but rushed expression as they wanted to hear more.
"Uh... She called herself a Mikaelson," Arianelle explained. "But yeah, Roman brought Lilah. Why? Do we not like her?"
"Mikaelson?" sputtered out Josie, and Landon seemed to be in his own world, trying to remember where he had heard that last name.
"She's here, right now?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah...?" Arianelle responded, confused why her tour guides seemed so freaked out over Lilah. She understood the weight of the name Mikaelson, but even her dad hadn't reacted with this kind of proportions.
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"You wanted to see us, Dorian?" Roman asked, walking into the library with Lilah close behind.
Her eyes were bugged out as she took in her surroundings. The Stefan Salvatore Memorial Library. She felt out of breath the whole way, looking at old photos, looking at textbooks. She paused when she got to one about her father, then another, and another, a few about her aunts and uncles as well.
"Yeah," a man said, stepping down from a step ladder and sitting down on one of the tables. "I heard you brought a New Orleans vampire back with you, wondered if I could pick her brain."
"Sure," Lilah nodded, stepping in front of Roman. "What is it that you need help with?"
Dorian stared at her with surprise. He scanned her face up and down, like he had just seen a ghost. It was her, the girl from the files, the girl from the photos. Lilah.
"So, we have this wolf here. He's sort of the alpha of our school's pack. We had some problems last semester, and he had turned into a wolf to help with an attack. We don't really know how he got into his wolf form when it wasn't the night of a full moon, and we also don't know how to bring him back from this form," explained Dorian, shaking his head softly as he tried to get himself to stop staring at her so hard.
Lilah blinked a few times at the information, "I'm sorry... he's been in wolf form this whole time?"
Dorian nodded.
"Did any of the witches put a curse on him?" she questioned, remembering the last time she had heard about a wolf only being in wolf form. "Can he change back into human on the fill moon?"
Dorian shook his head no.
"Okay, well, in my experience with the Cresent Wolf Pack in the bayou... my Uncle Klaus had these reverse kyanite rings made, meant to help a wolf change on command, but it was meant for that specific line of wolves. I don't know the logistics of it all, but I can only assume that whoever gave him a ring like that can be the one to change him back, someone with Crescent blood."
Dorian listened with wide eyes as that information got thrown at him, nodding as he understood what she was trying to say.
"I'm sorry... did you say Uncle Klaus? You're a Mikaelson?" Dorian asked.
She nodded.
"Mass compulsion?" he said under his breath, but with Lilah and Roman's vampire hearing, they heard him.
"Pardon?" Lilah asked.
"Nothing," Dorian shook his head. "Don't mind me, it's nothing. You just... uh... we have files on you... here..."
"What?"
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people on my wattpad have been asking for a “lilah in tvd” alternate storyline, so i started one! it’s currently only on my wattpad, so let me know if you guys want that story here, too.
you guys asked for a "lilah in tvd" fic, so... I wrote it! To differentiate this alternate storyline from the original one, it's getting it's "own" series name, SIDE CHARACTER CHRONCILES — LILAH DIARIES.
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