/Mystic Falls/winter/999/
#Mikael pov#
Even though the sun is at its peak for the day, the cold still prevails over it's heat. Still, this does not concern the training I'm giving my little Kriger. Ever since he started his training with me after he turned 13, he has been adapting and growing almost as tall as his brothers, it's as if he was born to be a warrior.
I still do not understand why he still decides to learn from his mother crafts. He should focus more on his axemanship rather than some rituals and incantations. Lady Freya, help me, you blessed me with such a wonderful child gifted in many and more things than I can ever think of. Lately, he has been visiting Grindel's forge and even assisting him in his work, although it was my approval that helped made it possible and I must say his physique has been improving as well as his stamina, his muscle tone has come out perfect.
I look towards Henrik as he continues his training, which as I see is becoming too light for him with the way he shows comfort in it. Maybe pairing him with Klaus or Elijah for a combat will humble him a little.
"That's enough, Kriger, the training isn't doing much for you anymore. It will be doubled by the morrow, you need to break your limit." I stop him from going on with the drill
"Yes papa. What next now?" Who would have thought this brat was little then, even his voice is changing.
{A/N: just a father proud of his child puberty. Nothing more ..it's not anything magical...when you hit puberty you get affected in many ways...growth spurt...or deeper voice...like the mc right now...he is not going to just up and turn into a Greek god thank you very much. Enjoy ;-)}
"Pick up your hatchets and come towards me" I command him while picking up my own sword. Now I no longer look like his father, more like a hunter, predator. Good, he understands this, his attitude has changed, he's on guard. I hope you don't disappoint me boy.
As I walk towards the center of the training ground, I see him walk around looking for an opening. Good, seems like he is learning from the cunning brat, Niklaus. Sigh, that boy is the scariest of my kids when it comes to battle senses, I pity whoever becomes his enemy. And now another is becoming like him, Odin must be cooking up something for him to give me two blessed warriors....no....make that three, Elijah, although not as witty or cunning like Niklaus, his skills are refined and noble almost like a lady dancing.
Henric rushes towards me since he thinks I must have lost myself in thoughts, foolish boy. He swings his right hatchet across my chest making me take step back bending enough to dodge the attack but he doesn't stop there...ah I see...the real attack is his left hatchet coming downwards, he used the first attack to make me move almost unbalanced and In that process his real attack when it comes I won't be able to block well and might even lose my balance completely. Seems like his growth has gotten to his head, alright I'll play with you.
I raise my blade to meet his hatchet and with a successful block, I realized his hatchet carries more force than the right, so he's more inclined to his left than his right. I'll use that....
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Not bad for the brat, after many more exchange with me giving him a sound beating in the end, I can see him lying down on his back breathing heavily. Looks like Esther will kill me when she sees him. I move towards him and take my sit beside him on the ground, he really impressed me
"What did you learn?"
"Ahh.ahhh....ahh....ah"
"I see you can't talk yet. You did good but you can do better. In as much as you search for the weakness of your opponent, you should try as well to hide yours. That's the difference between you and Elijah. He might not be a brute in combat but he has refined his style enough to hide his weakness or better still quickly ends the fight before you can find his weakness. If you can't do that and it's difficult to hide your weakness when you're focused on your opponent, then be like your brother Niklaus. He acts like a prey just to end up being the predator, he baits the enemy with his weakness just for him to plunge his blade into them before they realize..."
I continue to expose his weakness and his performance during our spar while he lays on the ground just listening. It is what I love and fear about him, ready to learn from his mistake and never making it a second time..at least I have noticed this during our sessions and by the gods, he hardly repeats a mistake a second time unless it is too difficult to comprehend for him.
As I continue, we hear footsteps and I look up to find who it was...pssft....it appears Henrik is too weak to move his head as he still looks towards the sky lost in thoughts. The new visitor comes towards us
"Good to see you Ansel...what brings you here? Thought you would be preparing for your....hunt?"
"Good day to you too Mikael, I came over to bring back the usual for Esther...herbs, roots and some animal organs she needs to make whatever the bloody potion that helps us this night..so yes it's part of the preparation. Is she home?"
I never liked this man and never hated him but it always feels strange whenever I see him, especially near my wife and children. I believe it must be because he is a supernatural but he isn't the first I have encountered...I wonder why... "No, but she will be back soon with Rebekah, I can give it to her and when she comes I'll let her create the potions for you. You need it before the peak of the full moon this night, right?"
I stood up to receive the satchel he had stretched towards me. Feels heavy, there must be new cubs joining the pack tonight, that's only when it's this heavy, the first turn is always the most painful so they need heavier dosage of the potion for the pain. I stood there watching him return back without saying anything else. I love how he knows I don't give a fuck about his presence near me.
I look down towards the little brat "are you done pretending? Get up before I kick your ass more"
"You hate him"
"That's a strong word boy. I don't hate him"
"But you don't like him either"
"Aye. That you are correct about"
"But why?" Without answering or looking at him, I stare towards where the shifter passed through
"That, my little Kriger...will I find out one of these days..."
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/Same day/ supper time/ Mikaelson's house/
The full family sitting around the table, another day gone and another eerie night begins again. I watch as my lovely Esther, who is sitting opposite of me, gives out the meal for the night, bread with porridge alongside chicken breast stew, it always goes well with my meed...in fact every meal taste better with a strong mead.
They chatter around the table and I give out a chuckle or two when I hear something funny. I can't be the reason to make the atmosphere heavy when I know why they are doing this. By the gods, I hate being weak or my family at all being weak.
I know underneath this funny talks and jests, they are all scared because of the night, just trying to ease up the tension amongst themselves. Even Finn is going further to make a jest of himself..hehe...good lad. Although he is closer to is mother because of her crafts...tsk...he still is a good lad as well as kol and my beloved Rebekah....oh I wish I will forever protect that smile on her face.
We continue to eat and merry together with me drinking my mead to numb the frustration and them drinking their baby milk...but isn't Finn and Elijah too old to still be drinking that white piss..what kind of a father would I be If I don't make them drunk. I'll do just that. I empty my cup and I realize everyone is preparing to rest for the night, I'll sleep late to make sure we are completely safe...one cup of mead wouldn't dull my senses but I'll get drunk after tonight. I stand up to help my wife clear the place.
It appears that a lot is on her mind, guess I'm not the only one going to be awake tonight. "You were able to make the potions for them right?" She gives a positive nod, sometimes I can be an ass in starting up a conversation...
"Esther?"
"Hmm?"
"I mean to speak to you about something" phase two of my charms, this should calm her nerves in this discussion. I move behind her as I slowly move my right fingers along her spine upwards. I hear a soft moan escape her lips... I'll deal with those some other time....I come to a stop around her shoulder area, then I beginning to massage them while I lower my lips for a soft peck on her neck area before I blow a soft hot air around where I kissed....another moan...she always loves that....good...here goes nothing, lady Freya guide me.
"What do you think about these supernaturals?" I continue with my kind of magic before I hear her speak again "what do you mean?"
"What I mean is....I was wondering...your crafts.... isn't there a ritual that than make us as strong as them? Rather than living in fear everytime we see a full moon or we come across their kinds...this wea...." Oh dear Odin, I swallow the rest of my words as i feel her body stiffen under my touch and she turns around to look at me in the eyes..I hate it when she does this
"Those are dark magic Mikael...what in Odin's name would make you think so far?" Shit...I hate it when she is speaks so calm like this, she's angry "fear....fear has made me think that far Esther... one thing I hate is to be under the mercy of another...as much as I hate to admit it but I'm scared....scared that some day...locking these doors wouldn't be enough...I can't bear to imagine..."
"Then don't... Don't my love...dark magic as alluring as they are.... isn't our option...not yet I hope..they haven't given us trouble. We should be happy like this"
"Like what? Ducks on the slaughter table? Hoping that one day the knife never gets to us...we don't have to go towards the dark... anything to enhance me to protect you...our children is enough... isn't it?"
"My dearest...it isn't that simple" she brings her soft lips on mine, her smell entrancing me towards her charms but the worry outweighs the pleasure. She noticed "you need to be calm. The night is still young remember.. I promise I'll deal with this...we will find a way" I hug her and we stay like that, enjoying each other's warmth. The cold only makes it worthwhile. For a moment we forget our reality. Until we were brought back by a sound...
Howwllllllll!!!!!!
Sighhhhh ....it is time.
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A/N: hello everyone!!....this one wasn't easy but at the same time difficult but I hope I entertained you lot... creation is really hard...throw stones at me please.
here's my link after you take away (.) from the wrong place.
https://disc.ord.gg/HnUvvW9v
hope to chat with you all and see what we can come up with together....still contemplating on the movies to add to the world I'll tell you over there...if you wanna know. mind you I wouldn't always be only.. I'll be busy most times ..or sleeping..cough... anyways...enjoy!!!