Niklaus or Klaus Mikaelson, the biggest, baddest vampire-werewolf/hybrid, is now my fictional brother. Nice. Before I could blink, the rest of my siblings were gone. Stupid Vampire speeds. But that's cool anyways. You can run through the woods, feel the winds blowing through your hair and watch one or two unicorns passing by. Unicorn? 'Jas, you are in Mikaelson mansion of Vampire diaries not in some forbidden forest of Harry Potter.' But maybe unicorns might exist in this fictional world and I can get to be friends with them.

Oh for the love of cheese pops, snap out of unicorns Jas and find the bloody dining room where World War 3 is going to commence. And if I am late, I am gonna get questioned and I can't say about my zero experience of using vampire speed.

With that thought, I ran out in search of dining room with my rusty vampire speed. After some searching with zero result, I realized that I have lost some of my brain cells. Otherwise, how could I be standing outside of mansion instead of inside searching for the dining room like a headless chicken instead of using my highly advanced hearing which I get for being a vampire. Before I could execute my plan, I saw someone or should I say two people are rushing towards me.

Am I getting attacked? Isn't it a bit early?

Before I am tackled to the ground, I grabbed right ones arm and swung it around so it was painfully pushed against his back and with other arm, I throw a left hook causing the other one to fall to the ground with my foot in his back to keep him there. 'Wow, my boxing skill with strength of vampire is killing.'

Hiding my victory feeling and mustering much needed cold voice, I said "Who are you? And what are you doing here?" "Damon and Stefan Salvatore. We were here for dinner, invited by Mikaelson" grunted the right one.

Salvatore? I am royally screwed.

They are not some attackers who came here for me. They are Salvatore. Oh no! I don't want to make enemies on my first day.

"Oh I am so sorry. My mistake" with that I immediately released them. Now I got to look at them, I realized I am actually in some fictional world. It's like the more character I meet, the more hopeless I feel regarding my absurd situation.

"It's ok." Damon replied and was about to rush out. "Wait. Do you guys know where dining room is?" because I know you guys came out of there. "Yes we know. It's down the first hall. But I don't think it's a good idea to go there now." replied Damon. "Oh it's ok. Thanks" can't tell them why I want to go there. With that I turn around and was about to walk out but it seems somebody's question session is not started or better say finished. "What's your name?" Stefan, the ripper without humanity, asked suspiciously. Maybe due to my English accent. I can't say my last name. Stefan is in such state, if his daily toothbrush has Mikaelson as last name, he will slaughter whole toothbrush company let alone me with an actual 'Mikaelson' as last name. I know toothbrush is a lame example, but the concept is not lame. In short, I will be killed for being a Mikaelson.

With a big smile, I replied "Anastasia." Before they could ask another question, I added "I have to go. Seems like you guys are also in hurry" with another big smile. In a word, get lost.

"Oh yes we have to go. Till next time Anastasia" with that they rushed out. I hope I made good first impression excluding beating their ass. At least, when they try to kill me or anyone from my family, they will think twice about my kickass avatar.

My family?

Is it normal to accept them as family so soon?

Well, time will tell. But now, time is saying that I am late. With that thought, I ran to the given direction with my improved speed just in time to see a vase being tossed in a wall getting a painting to be knocked down.

"Damn! That painting was beautiful. You know beautiful like chocolate ice-cream with some sprinkles. That's a beauty." Before I could continue my nervous rant and whole thesis regarding ice-cream beauty, I am scoped and hugged tightly by none other than Klaus Mikaelson, my favorite fictional brother.

"I missed you, stellina" whispered Klaus.

"I missed you too, Santa Klaus" I said with a laugh. It's not all day you can call Klaus Mikaelson Santa Klaus. And by the way, I don't even know whether Anastasia has given any nickname to them or not. So why take a risk? Santa Klaus is a safe option. It will be seen as fun. And with his exasperated look with suppressed grin, he put down with a playful warning "Don't call that. I can tolerate Nikky but not that."

Finally got the nickname. Hurrah!

"Sia, come here," Kol stated, crossing his arms.

"Why?" I asked confusedly. "He daggered you," replied Elijah.

"So?"

Seeing their confused look, I added "He was doing all this is to protect us from Mikael, our father. He didn't want to lose anyone of us." To them, it might seem wrong. But from my perspective, I can see Klaus was always protecting his family by doing this but seeing their expression, it seems it has fallen to deaf ears.

Truthfully, among the Original siblings, Klaus is my favorite. So when he is standing in the middle of accused gazes of his siblings feeling sad and saying "I wanted it to be for all of us. A place where we could all call home; a place where we could all be a family. None of us would ever have to be alone again" I can't help but feel his emotions, his vulnerability although this scene I have watched in TV so many times.

Maybe because I myself was alone for most of my life.

And without realizing, I grabbed his hand and squeezed it three times to comfort him. He looked at me with a grateful smile.

"Oh, you're right. None of us will be" Elijah stated as he and Kol walked over to stand beside Rebekah.

Finn then followed, saying, "You are staying behind."

"We're leaving you Nik, right after I kill that doppelganger wench, then you will be alone. Always and forever." Rebekah smirked.

"And we are taking Ana with us. She had enough of you for these thousand years," stated Elijah.

Before Klaus can threaten of hunting them down, I replied "No. I am not leaving Nikky. I know he is not wrong. He was protecting us. And by the way, I can't leave one of my siblings behind. Nobody deserves the punishment of being alone. Family always sticks together. Always and forever. You guys thought me this."

I don't want Klaus to be compared with their father. He might not show it, but its hurting thing to be compared with your most hated person. That's why, I didn't let him threaten of hunting them down.

And from what Elijah mentioned, it seems Anastasia has spent more time with Klaus. So definitely, she won't leave him behind.

Before they could convince me, we heard a door open. Oh the mother of chocolates! Here come Esther Mikaelson, my fictional mother, the Original witch. Everyone turned to look at the door, seeing someone they didn't expect. Of course, I am an exception. Klaus gasped in shock.

"Mother?" Rebekah muttered in disbelief.

Esther stood on the steps looking at all of her children before walking towards Klaus, who avoided looking at her. "Look at me! Do you know why I'm here?"

Klaus had tears in his eyes as he spoke "You're here to kill me."

"Niklaus, you are my son-" I cut her off sharply "Yah like that have stopped you from putting a curse on him"

'Damn Jas, she is a witch. She might get a hint that you are not her daughter. Can't you just shut your mouth? You don't even know how Anastasia behaves with her mother.'

Esther cast a glance towards me saying "I am sorry for that." 'Bloody hell sorry you are. Control Jas. Control.' Then she looked towards Klaus saying "And I am here to forgive you."

She turned to look at the rest of her children before saying "I want us to be a family again." Bullshit.