C1 Rebirthing into the this reality

What is more confusing than dying? 

How can you be sure death is even real until you experience it.

Well I guess that's one mystery i can say I'd solved.

Not a pleasant experience I would like to point out but an eye opening one to say the least.

I would never have guessed, that when I did inevitably died, that i would end up waking up getting squeezed out of a pair of legs.

Like wtf. You go from being stabbed by some scumbags and then to make things worse you have to go through another traumatic experience of being birthed again, while being conscious through the experience.

When i was free from the cave in which i had escaped, life hit me with another surprise. I saw my father's face. No it wasn't because he was clapped but because who it was. 

Dont know the actors name, but that guy who played Mikael in The Originals and Balthazar in Supernatural.

I would never fanboy for another human being but that didn't stop me from being surprised.

I tried to rack my mind around the situation. When i heard the name that he called me and the names that I kept on hearing I realized where the fuck I was.

I was born as a Mikaelson, more specific as Kol Mikaelson.

Even when I realized I can't say I reacted in any way. This just seemed so fake that I didn't even think I was in reality right now.

I think I might of gone a bit crazy.

How can this be anything over than a false reality?

So much crazy shit had happened for it to be anything over than a fake world that I was seeing.

"What's wrong with it?" Mikael said sternly to the midwife Ayana.

"I'm not sure." Ayana replied confused herself.

She did a sweep over the newborn with her magic to check for any anomalies. Children should cry when they are first born, and except for the occasional noise, the newly name Kol hadn't made much of anything so far.

Seeing these illusions Infront of me looking at me like a curious piece of art I realized what they were looking for.

A sign that I was normal.

I debated in my mind whether to satisfy them, obviously not like that, but if I should give them what they needed. (Still sounds a bit gay but oh well.)

Being the genius that I was, I started to cry. 

If these figments of my imagination ended up being real, I didn't want to seem like a psychopath in front of Mikael especially.

Being a Mikael would be shit for the first few decades in it's self, I didnt need to get on Mikael's blacklist for the next century as well.

Being cradled like a fucking baby by Esther of all people was depressing in it's self.

If this was all my imagination, I dont know why i can't skip the shitty parts and get to the part where I get to run rampant all over the world as one of the strongest creatures in the world.

I'll skip the tit sucking.

Anyway I'm now Kol Mikaelson, maybe so or maybe not, who knows. (I certainly don't)

Sleep, eat and shit was my daily routine for the next months.

I had kind of started to think this real after the monotonous life that i was living but you could never be sure. That time could of been just a 5 second timeloop that my mind had concocted to trick me into believing in the lies.

I met the rest of my 'siblings' in this time as well. Finn, Elijah and Klaus.

We didn't have any engaging conversations since I couldn.t speak and they were but children themselves, so nothing interesting there.

Esther my 'mother was pregnant again... 

I would presume that it would be Rebekah but you can never know she might of been dicked down by the wolf man again.

I wouldn't be shaking that tree, i'll let this Mikaelson secret burn it to the ground when it'z inevitably revealed.

I did find trying to learn a new language some what fun. I couldn't tell you what language they were speaking but I was getting the hang of it. 

All that's to do now is to let time flow and make sure I'm prepared for the day that will inevitably change the fate of the Mikaelon's for ever.