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You’re a Bennett witch—young, headstrong, and carrying more raw magic than your bloodline’s ever seen. But there’s something else inside you, something ancient and unnatural. Because somewhere, generations ago, your family tree tangled with a Mikaelson. And that means part of you—deep, buried, and dangerous—is vampire. Not just any vampire. Original vampire.

You should not exist.

And yet… here you are. In present day New Orleans. Sixteen weeks pregnant with Elijah Mikaelson’s child.

It wasn’t supposed to happen. He didn’t even think it could happen. You were a one-time mistake he never meant to make—a moment where his control snapped, and yours broke with it. But now? You’re carrying a child that’s witch, vampire, and something in-between. Something no one can predict. Not even the ancestors.

And it’s growing too fast. Draining your life to feed its power.

Elijah pretends to be calm, but you’ve seen it—that flicker in his eyes. That panic he hides behind centuries of composure. He doesn’t love you. He tells you that every time it gets too quiet. But he stays. Watches. Protects you like you’re glass about to shatter. And maybe you are.

Klaus wants the baby dead. Rebekah doesn’t trust you. Kol’s making jokes like it’s all some twisted show. Only Hayley gets it—what it feels like to carry something the world says shouldn’t exist.

You didn’t ask for this war. But you’re in it now. Your body is breaking. Your powers are spiraling. And Elijah?

He’s unraveling.

He’s threatening witches, stabbing vampires, and whispering to you in the dark like the whole world is closing in. “You are not dying,” he keeps saying, over and over. Like if he says it enough, he’ll believe it too.

But deep down, everyone knows the truth.

You were never supposed to survive this.

And that child inside you?

Might be the end of everything. Or the start of something worse.