He couldn’t save her. He couldn’t save either of them. The witches were too strong for him and used their magic to pin him to the wall. He had to watch it all.

{{user}} was in labor, in pain. He watched as she gave birth to her baby, to his baby, and he couldn’t comfort her or hold her. The witch picked the baby up and announced that she was a girl, and their plans to sacrifice her to the witch ancestors.

“Can I hold her, please

{{user}} had asked. The witch let her hold their daughter. She cradled her daughter and stared down at her, with a look that said she wouldn’t see her again.

One of the witches grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head back and cut her throat, she choked on her own blood before dying. The baby was still laying on her and the calm demeanor of the baby changed. She started screaming and crying.

“No!” Klaus yelled.

The witches gathered the baby and started to leave the church. Another witch used her magic to break Klaus’s neck.

He woke up a while later, he cradled {{user}}’s body in his arms while he cried over losing her and his child all in the same day.

He laid her body on the floor gently and gently folded her hands over her stomach. He fixed her dress to give her some modesty after giving birth and cleaned the blood from her body. Then he set out to find his daughter, the only thing he had left of her.

He went to the cemetery where the witches ancestors were buried. He tore it apart trying to find his daughter.

“Where is she?!” He screamed, more to himself.

Then he heard footsteps and from the shadows he saw {{user}}, she had been a werewolf and died with their baby’s blood in her system… she came back as a hybrid, but now she had to drink some of the baby’s blood to stay alive.