Anya's life changes!

Mentions of Klaus Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce and the rest of Mikaelson Family

Trigger Words: Torture and blood

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Outside was cold and windy, but Anya wanted to gather some berries and a few flowers for her sister Katherine and their Mother. She never expected that when she left the house her life was gonna change, for better or worse. She carried her empty basket to a field and began to pluck some of the flowers and berries. By the time the sun was coming up, Anya had the basket full to the brim. She gathered the last of the berries and flowers, placed them in the basket.

She grabbed the handles and the shawl, wrapping it closely around her arms to try and keep herself warm. She grabbed the handles of the basket, then began to pull. She pulled and tugged her way towards the path to the house. Halfway though, she stopped and took a break. Anya sat down on the grass next the basket and began to play with grass. She would grab a hadful and tossed it around as she waited for her sore and aching young muscles to relax. After what seemed like an hour, but it was only a few minutes, Anya rose to her feet, grabbed the basket handles, for the third time, and began towards home again.

A few minutes later, she had reached the house. It was eerily quiet, too quiet. By now Mother should have had Katerina out looking for her, and she should be busy putting food on the table. Anya swallowed and pushed pushed her way towards home. She headed into the house and put the basket on the table, a small oak table. She looked around the house and called for anyone, but no answer came. Anya walked towards the bed and stopped in her tracks as she saw her parents, dead. Her mother's body laid on the bed and her Father was on the side of the bed, leaning against the wall. Anya opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out. She ran to her Mother and hugged her and then her Father, a streams of tears rolled down her face, she rose from hugging her Father on the floor. She took a few steps back, bumping onto someone who grabbed her. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist, turned her to face him and compelled her to not scream.

The person standing in front of her was none other than Klaus Mikaelson. The werepire, had been in wait for her sister, but decided at that moment that Anya would be the one to be held captive. He grabbed her, compelled her to be quiet, to not speak a word and to do exactly as he said. Over the next eight years, Klaus raised her as a servant, Anya would follow and obey everything he ordered, no matter if it caused her pain or even death, she would gladly do it for him, in hope of seeing her sister once more, or earning her freedom. Though she was his captive, his slave and leverage against her sister, he treated her well, and made sure she had everything, as long as she obeyed him.

One night he had her in his room, sitting in a chair. He looked at her and told her that since she was so good to him, that he would grant her a gift, his bite to become a vampire. Without even giving her the choice, he was at her side, his fangs in her neck. Blood began to flow from the bite and as he drank, she grew weaker and weaker. He let her fall to the floor and turned to a human watching quietly as he had been compelled to do. Once Klaus had Anya on the ground, the human approached her and cut himself,letting his blood drip down into her mouth and down her throat. Klaus vamp sped to the two of them and snapped their necks. He told Elijah to get rid of the humans body and told Rebekah to put Anya in a coffin.

Anya spent a full week in the coffin ... transitioning. When the time for her to awake the Mikaelson Family was their waiting. She opened her eyes and smiled, rising slowly to a sitting position. Klaus tossed her a bloodbag and a daylight ring. "Welcome back to the living or rather the undead!" He said before rising and leaving the room. The rest of the family left too, leaving her in the coffin with the bloodbag and daylight ring. She placed the ring on her index finger and drained the bag, before rising and heading up the stairs to the main house.