Family Is Power
After witnessing the massacre of her entire family, Rosely Deville is forced to fend for herself at the age of thirteen. And so she begins to work in the homes of wealthy families and even sell her last belongings to get some food and where to spend the night. Alone and helpless, the young woman is found by the Mikaelson family and adopted by the same, and thus is called: Rosely Mikaelson. 5 years later, the Mikaelsons go through a period of mourning when their brother and youngest son Henrik is killed by a werewolf. Mikael, enraged by the boy's death, asked Esther to cast a spell that would transform his children into creatures stronger than werewolves, and so Esther created the first vampires in history. As the transformation progresses, Rosely and Klaus show hidden parts of themselves. Klaus had wolf genesis in his blood and Rose a demon hunter, as the ''Deville'' family was an ancient clan of hunters. Making Esther's betrayal clear, Mikael angrily made himself lock up the wolf part of his son. Rosely with pity for her brother tries to help him by preventing the ritual, but unfortunately is punished by the ''evil spirits'' taking away from her, immortal side of her. After what happened, Rosely and Klaus' relationship changes completely, turning into love, forcing Klaus to turn her into his first creation. Over the centuries, the Mikaelson family has gone through many evil deeds, such as the persecution and hatred of Mikael. The brothers remained united, demonstrating that family is power.
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