AUTHOR'S NOTE. This piece is connected to another I wrote that you can locate here One week agoIn the countryside of Ireland
The Emerald Isle had been home to many different civilizations over the years. University College of Dublin financed a dig here for the archaeology majors. It was an elaborate set up with various pits in a 45 yard radius of a certain spot. Each pit had four students inside working in unison.
One student was a girl with flowing curly crimson locks that were tied in a ponytail behind her head. Her brilliant jade hues were focused intently on an item that appeared to be embedded in the dirt rather deeply. She began firmly scraping so as not to damage anything that might be recovered in this particular pit. Finally she started to uncover a medallion with an inscription on it. "Professor! I think I found something."
The instructor was a tallish man with a distinctly receding hairline. He had spectacles on a chain from his neck that he lifted to sit upon his nose one more time. He approached the student who had called to him looking inside to spy the object she was excavating. "What have you found there?"
"I'm not sure." She cracked away at the dirt until the medallion revealed its secret. There was a superscript "M" surrounded by snakes. Snakes were no longer located in Ireland so this was a rather fascinating discovery. She started to pull the medallion free when she realized that it was in the hands of a skeleton. From the looks of the skeleton it was a female.
The professor turned as white as a sheet. His eyes widened. "So she really was alive…" He whispered in increasingly loud telling tones. "Brigid was real….. This has to be her."
The young student was shocked by the declaration. She and her other classmates exited the pit. They were frightened out of their minds. Finding Brigid meant that the Monster would be coming back if he wasn't already here….
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Present DayIreland was a land of the greenest hills and the most beautiful blue skies. Klaus loved it here and he knew his wife Caroline did too. He had whisked away his wife and toddler son to Ireland for some much needed rest. The school was on a summer break. They wouldn't resume classes for weeks yet. That was plenty of time for them to spend together.
Klaus Mikaelson stood outside in the gardens of a castle that had come into his possession nearly 900 years ago. It was from this castle that he overlooked the hamlet below. He was a different creature back then but still the heart of evil remained the same. It was just hidden more carefully over the centuries.
He'd hidden here many times over the years. He even had an area in the dungeon renovated somewhere along the time that Joan of Arc was conducting her battles against the English because no one would bloody care what he was even doing. This was where he kept the coffins of his siblings when they needed to be daggered on occasion. Poor Finn spent two hundred years locked in his coffin in that wing. One could almost feel sorry for him.
AlmostKlaus couldn't wait to have his son run the grounds of this castle. Mercutio was becoming a strapping young boy with a distinct proclivity for mischief. There were little subtle hints about the child that had him quite concerned. Ireland was definitely the place to be, because answers that they needed couldn't be found in America. That was something of which Klaus was definitely certain.
He decided to pull out his phone to call his protegee when he got this notification on his phone. It was a picture of a medallion bearing the Mikaelson crest caked with the dirt of the ages. The headline read. "The grave of St. Brigid discovered. The Legends of The Monster of Tullamore are being spoken of once more for the first time in 900 years."
Klaus' steps carried him into the castle and toward the nursery where he found Caroline looking after their son. "
I should have told you a long time ago." He handed the phone to his wife so she could read what was on his screen. "I am the Monster of Tullamore." He added with hushed tones.
