Katan Beautel

Name: Katan
Nicknames: None
Birth name: Katan Beautel
Age: 600+
Date of birth: 3rd May
Birthplace: New Orleans
Gender: Male
Occupation: Professional a**hole
Marital status: Single
Species: Vampire - Kols first sired


(-) Reckless, careless, relentless, a**hole, sarcastic
(+) Loyal, devoted, fun



Parents: Tyler and Desiree Beautel
Siblings: Grace Beautel (deceased)
Fears: Losing Kol
Tattoos: The name 'Grace' across his heart
Faceclaim: Shiloh Fernandez



⤿ Katan Beautel was born the the abilities of a witch, both his parents being brought up and shown the way of dark arts. When he was learning about his powers, learning how to actually allow his powers to move, he was brought up within the nature of darkness and pain. He was taught that power was gained through the fear, the death or sacrifices of others, mostly innocents. His vision of being a witch was clouded, twisted, in a way to destroy in order to aim higher; to do anything to get what he desired most. He was a quick learner, very efficient in his magical ways when he was shown. Katan believed in the darkness, believed in the ones who taught him, strengthened him. Sometimes, he would end in severe agony, but it was always enforced that the pain was a result to the improvements of his workings. Katan truly believed that ruling, having power, using that fear was the life he wanted. But that was until his final test. A test that proved to be who he really was.

He had only been a young witch, 24 years of age when he was asked to do the unspeakable. He was asked to kill the person who was most precious to him. The person who held nothing but pure innocence. His baby sister. She had only been born a couple of months earlier, and he wanted nothing more than to be the big brother, to help her grow, and to help her also learn the ways of the dark arts. Had it of been a simple civilian, maybe he could have. But the sight of his sleeping sibling brought his weakness out. And he could not raise that blade to strike down his innocent sister. He was called weak, mocked and very heavily criticized for his lack of obedience and of his lack of strength to simple tasks. And so he lashed back, fighting against his own covern. He was no where near as strong as all of them however, and so, as the story goes, his life was barely spared, unfortunately, his baby sisters being lost in the battle.

The covern left the witch to die, leaving behind the bodies that had fallen. Katan would have also passed on, weak and unable to even attend to his simple wounds. However, it was by chance that a kinder, more gentle witch had come along, finding the ruins, finding Katan unconscious and barely alive, and bringing him to their own circle. The male remembered waking days later, sore, bruised and cut, but alive. He at first lashed out in anger on the loss of his sister, killing two of the covern people. But he was soon restrained and over a period of time, after many tearful conversations, many angered words, Katan came to realize that this could be his place in the world. This could be the family the other covern were not. He still had the burning desire to control, to rule, and to sometimes just destroy and enjoy those pure moments of darkness. But he was shown the kinder way, a way of peace and compassion, and love. Leadership wasnt everything, being a king or ruler was not all to life. But most of all, power wasnt needed. Peace, love and tranquility gave him that pure inner strength, satisfaction and desire to do better.

As he grew, and as he learnt the art of light and truth, Katan become knowledgeable to both sides of the witches worlds - the dark and light. He now had the abilities and strength to be either. Which in turn, could have classified him as one of the strongest witches alive. But, he was humble. True humility showed as he was put through various tests at the age of 77, however appearing in his early 20s still. He became beautiful, inside and out, becoming one of the healing covern, passing all the tests and then having a true family. And so, it came, he resided with them for many, many years, happy, healthy and also, very kind natured.

It came to happen one day, that the healers were attacked, by someone who went by the name Niklaus. It had been him, and another sibling, Kol. Niklaus slaughtered, and Kol simply picked off the bits and pieces that his brother left behind. However, when it was all over, and everyone had slaughtered, Niklaus had urged a leaving statement. However, Kol remained behind and he inspected Katan who had managed to fight through. He had a split decision - finish the job or change him. Kol saw something in the eyes of the witch, So, bit into his wrist and forced his wound over the mouth of Katan. With a small struggle, Kol eventually snapped his neck, forcing a painless death.

Hours passed and katan awoke, aching and no longer a witch due to the shift. He was met with Kol, a handsome man, yet confused within. It took a few hours for Kol to explain, calm the newer vampire, and eventually get katan to take blood in order to survive.
From that moment on, Katan has grown with Kol, both being close and inseparable. Kol sees katan as a son and Katan can only fully trust his sire.

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