Age 0, 8 months
The last week has been the most eventful one I have spent in this life. Last Wednesday, my aunt Rebecca. Yes, I finally learned her name. Took me and hope to the park.
I was trying a new trick using the aneurysm spell to make a magical connection with a living organism to siphon from a distance. It worked; I managed to kill a bird. It must have been some gang, or something like that. Not even 5 minutes later, we're getting surrounded by all these birds. Rebecca leaves and calls Elijah, telling him that Esther found us. I guess Esther is one of the many enemies of the family, so I might have just screwed us over.
Later that day, Rebecca took us all to meet up with Elijah at a diner. Elijah was waiting for us there. The odd thing is, he was the only one there. From their talk, I learned a few things: Esther is their mom, making her my grandma. I might have messed up big time by giving Gram Gram our location. Elijah was actually tortured by our granny, and something about giving them mortal bodies to have their own families. Hope, and I shouldn't have any beef with her because technically, we're still mortals.
Rebecca had noticed something off about Elijah and told him hope needed a diaper change. She left me alone. With him, he seems really nice and gentlemanly. I think his title was the honorable one, not sure if I remember that right, but he does seem like a gentleman.
Rebecca came back, talked to him a little, and snapped his neck. This crazy bitch has to like snapping people's necks.
After taking one brother down, she called her other brother to tell him about whatever had made her snap Elijah's neck. Next thing I know, we're on the road again, not sure how long this trip is going to be, but I'm going to sleep.
By the time I had woken up, we were at a bigger house. As it turned out, I was being held by Elijah, poor guy. One day, he's getting his neck snapped by his sister, and the other getting siphoned clean by a baby nephew. Although I can't do that much damage, given that I can't siphon a significant amount. I couldn't even give him a headache; he must be stronger than Rebecca.
When I was around a month and a half old, I learned that, with my soul, I can look into my physical body. Turns out the magic I had siphoned from Rebecca and Elijah is merging with my blood, and it's turning a darker color. And that gave me a new theory to play with. If the magic I siphon from Hope and Haley merges into my bones, and the magic I get from Elijah and Rebecca merges into my blood, I think it has something to do with my wolf and vampire sides.
Hopefully, I don't have to awaken the way one would traditionally and can instead do it by siphoning certain types of energy. I'm going to test it on Niklaus and Haley. In the meantime, I've been spending the past hour or so siphoning as much as I can from Elijah; he doesn't seem to mind. I was just minutes away from getting a red room when suddenly everything I've siphoned so far went into the red room I got from Hope. My soul wasn't spared either; it was sucked into the red room, and the red room started to absorb me. In the end, I was confined to a spherical bubble made of hexagons. Spiritually, I was in that bubble for 12 hours by the time the bubble popped. My body and soul perfectly merged. Now my soul looks like my physical form.