Red (TO & Legacies) Hope Mikaelson

Chapter 7

AN: As promise triple update. On second thought, Anya Taylor-Joy seems perfect to be Lucienne.

Who's da New King of Hell?

Lucienne pov

We decide that we have enough fun in LA and it's time for us to return our duty as a Mystic Falls Supernatural Hero, we've packed our clothes and stuff. Some will be shipping to Mystic Falls and some are left in here, in case we want to return. I wear my black sunglass and waiting for Hope to appear, it will be a long drive from LA to Mystic Falls, sipping my black hot coffee carefully. 

"You sure you gonna wear that? It's not an hour and half drive, Luci."

I turn to the source of the voice, the tribrid arms are folded over her chest and eyeing me up and down. "Yeah, what's wrong with what i wear?" i asked her back while trying to find something wrong with what i wear. "Normally, i would be fine with you wearing all black crop top and shorts. But that white dinosaurs kimono?" Hope said, pointing to each of my outfits. I look up at her in confusion, "and... what? I don't get you, luv."

She sighs and let out a small chuckle, "it just weird to see you like this, you look less scary instead of the heiress of hell." I burst out in laughter and went to her, she wraps her arms around my neck while mine on her waist. "I'm gonna miss LA and our fun type," Hope said quietly. "Uh-huh, i got a feeling that we will be back soon... Something big is about to happen," i told her. She leans back to see me in worry, "something bothering you, Luci. What is it?"

"It just what Gabriel said... Don't worry, it--It's nothing. It just Gabe..." Trying to look anywhere but her, i don't want to make her more worry as she will have enough on her plate as soon as we arrive in Mystic Falls. I feel her soft hands on my cheeks then she forces me to look at her, "if it's nothing then why i can feel you being wary and scared... Tell me."

I take a deep breath and rest my forehead against hers, "he said something about war and choosing aside." She nods and gestures me to continue, "it's not just ordinary war, Hope. Holy war and when i Gabe told me that, i know he meant about the old-ancient war. Michael against us, Luce and i." I rub her cheeks with my thumb, "when we speak about war, it's always ugly and nasty. I-i... I don't want you to get hurt because of us..... And if this war is really happening, promise me you will go with mom."

"No, i will not leave you. Whatever happens." I take another deep breath, breathing her scent. "As sweet as it sounds is, your safety is more important than anything. If you go with mom, no one will dare to hurt you. You will ease my worry if you promise me, Hope... Please," i plead.