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NAME | Huldufólk*or The Hidden FolkFACE CLAIM | Summer BishilNAME | IrenaSEASON(S) | S4LOVE INTEREST | Klaus Mikaelson*SUMMARY |

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NAME | Huldufólk*
or The Hidden Folk
FACE CLAIM | Summer Bishil
NAME | Irena
SEASON(S) | S4
LOVE INTEREST | Klaus Mikaelson*
SUMMARY |

❝Blood was magic made manifest. There it thrived. And there is poisoned. She had seen what happened when power warred with the body, watched it darken in the veins of corrupt men, turning their blood from crimson to black. If red was the colour of magic in balance—of harmony between power and humanity—then black was the colour of magic without balance, without order, without restraint❞

The Hidden Folk were the angels cast down for not fighting the war between Heaven and Hell. Irena was one of them. Her wings were clipped and she was left in a dark world where her Father's creations thought themselves mighty. That changed quickly.

As the aeons passed by, Irena and her siblings became known from gods to mere witches. Their powers surpassed everything, even the witches themselves. It was why the Originals sought them out to help with The Hollow.

OTHER |

Irena loved her siblings, each and every bit of them. Out of them all, she loved Lucifer the best. He was the big brother who took care of the rest, just like big brothers were supposed to do. Out of all the siblings, he too loved Irena.

When he became too tired of their Father's love for those mere creatues he created, he decided to have a revolution. He wanted Irena to come with him, to become his second in command. It was the one thing she could not do for him. her life was full of control, it was all about control of lives and the cosmos and the heavenly bodies—how could she go against that?

Instead of joining the war between her siblings, she decided to be neither for or against either sides. Due to that reason their Father cast them down from Heaven.

After contemplating their new lives, the new beginning to their eternity, her siblings and herself made themselves known to the world. At first they were worshipped as gods, as beings from another realm that with a wave of their hand could command all the elements in the world to do their bidding. The thrill of it all made her feel superior than the creations of her Father, and for a moment she realised why her older brother began some sort of revolution in Heaven. These beings were beneath her, beneath all her siblings.

She wanted nothing to tell Lucifer how sorry she felt, how she wished she would have fought by his side. She did everything to contact him, including capturing his demons and having them tell him that she was looking for them. When they returned, they said that he didn't bat an eye at her name.

She spoke to angels that were on Earth on a heavenly mission, had them speak to Michael or Gabriel for her. When they returned, they told her that her brothers could do nothing. Once, they even said that Michael said he would smite them if he heard her name again.

As an angel, she was an Authority—the angels that supervised the movements of the heavenly bodies to ensure the cosmos stay in order, warriors that oppose evil spirits, bearers of conscience and keepers of history.

As the aeons passed by, she and her siblings came to be known from gods to royalty to a coven of powerful witches. They all separated from each other, some keeping to themselves deep within mountains and others to the most full cities.

Irena was on her own, moving around the world to fill that void inside of her. She wanted a home, with either of her siblings in a place where control was there.

While travelling through Scotland, she meets a man with the name of Klaus Mikaelson [CAN CHANGE TO WHOMEVER THE LOVE INTEREST IS]. He knows who she is, met her once when he was a boy and she was travelling through the New World. She had helped him hunt one day, the only day his father was proud of him. It was a day he cherished, not because of his father but because of the mysterious woman who helped him.

He wants help with his family, to get rid of a darkness that had been put on the world—The Hollow. It was said that only a powerful being could get rid of it, and what was more powerful than a literal angel?

Irena will help, but only under one condition. After she gets rid of The Hollow, he will find a way to kill her. She had lived for too long, and is tired of waiting for either of her superior siblings to contact her back. Even her Father won't speak to her, or make a single act to make it known that he was listening to her pleads.

Klaus is surprised at her request. She was a powerful being that had lived longer than he had, longer than magic had been around—how could she want to die? But, he promises her that he would, even though it feels wrong.

Irena is depressed in every bit, sad. She feels alone in the world because she had no family. None of her siblings contact her, not those still in Heaven, not those who fell, or those that were cast down. Her favourite sibling wanted nothing to do with her, and even those who had been there for her when she was a newborn angel won't make their presence known. Her own Father wanted nothing to do with her. Irena feels truly alone, and although she shows it, she doesn't speak it.

It will be a complete slowburn with whomever the romantic interest is. At the end, she'll take The Hollow inside of her and die. Since she's angel, she doesn't have a soul and will disappear entirely. When she says this to the love interest, they will do whatever to have her survive as well. They say that they are her family now, that they will do everything possible for her to not feel lonely anymore.

This can be when Elijah takes The Hollow onto himself entirely an gives Irena a goodbye, saying that the Mikaelson's have been her family for as long as they have met and protected each other.

Irena is immortal and can't really die. The only way she can truly die is with a heavenly weapon.

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