HOPE MIKAELSON WAS COMPLETELY IN AWE. Stefanie Salvatore was a Ripper. Hope was one to determine someone's character quickly and Stefanie hadn't given off any kind of inclination that she could possibly become a Ripper. Rippers were blood-thirsty vampires with no remorse for the lives they would take during their binhes They were cold, heartless and completely ruthless. Stefanie was far from that. She was sweet, innocent, and timid. So how was she a Ripper? How did this happen to her?
"We obviously have to tell her,"Lizzie pointed out. Lizzie, along with her sister Josie and Hope were still huddled downstairs in the basement as the assembly came to a close above. Although Lizzie was ecstatic her theory was correct, it still didn't keep her from feeling the slightest bit guilty for reveling in Stefanie's demise. It was clear her sister had formed a friendship (or attraction) to the vampire. It must have hurt when she realized she was a blood binger.
Josie shook her head, crossing her arms.
"No. She has to come to it lightly. I should tell her," Josie offered, her voice quivering. Lizzie rolled her eyes at her sister, bored with her "hurt puppy" charade.
"Give me a break, Jo. It'll be fine. But first, we have to tell Mom," Lizzie pointed out. Hope scoffed at Lizzie's demand.
"Are you out of your mind? She'll have to call Damon and Elena and that would be even worse for Stefanie's case. We're not doing anything until we talk to MG and Kaleb first. Maybe we can fix this ourselves," Hope explained as she made her way to the door. Josie sighed as she realized what Hope meant.
"You mean fix her." Josie finished. Hope turned around and made a face of reassurance.
"I mean, she is kind of broken. She's a broken vampire. She's a Ripper. A danger to us all," Lizzie jumped in before Hope could spew some sentimental motif that would irritate her. She hated how everyone always tried to reassure Josie. It was like they were trying to keep her from reality. But Lizzie wasn't going to do that to her. She had to let her know everything upfront. Josie rolled her eyes at her sister and walked past both her and Hope, exiting the cell.
"You just love this, don't you Lizzie?" Josie sneered as she left the tribrid and the Gemini witch behind. Once Josie was gone, Hope turned around, a furious look on her face. It was moments like these where Hope was ready to light Lizzie into flames. She didn't understand why the girl had to be so harsh sometimes. Ever since they were kids, Lizzie was always the mean twin while Josie was the nice one and it didn't help her in terms of friends. It was a miracle that Lizzie even had more than ten followers on Instagram.
"Could it kill you to sugarcoat for once?" Hope asked. "Especially to her?"
