Hope Mikaelson was born the first and only tribrid, her twin sister on the other hand was born with the burden of being human.
Phoebe nicknamed 'Bea' spent the first seven years with her birth family the Mikaelson's being emotionally abused and neg...
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TWENTY NINE NEIBOLT STREET HAD SEEN BETTER DAYS. Pieces of the wall lay crumbled onthe floor, light shining through broken and cracked windows. A foul stench hovered over the house. Bea held back a gag as the smell hit her scrunching her face in disgust.
She followed Bill closely not wanting to be alone. She flinched slightly when a hand latched onto the back of her dress, head turning quickly she deflated seeing it was only Richie, an embarrassed expression on his face. "Sorry." he muttered letting go. Eddie stepped in last eyes darting nervously as he looked around the place warily.
"I can't believe I picked the short straw." Richie mumbled as he looked around the room, "You guys are lucky we aren't measuring dicks." Bea sighed deeply, the house was unsettling and it didn't help she could practically feel the nerves radiating off Ritchie.
"Shut up, Richie." Eddie told him not making eye contact with him as he looked around in disgust inhaler held tightly in his hand with his jaw wobbling. "I can smell it..."
"Don't breathe through your mouth." Richie told him scrunching up his nose, a nauseous expression on his face.
"How come?" Eddie questioned confused. He halted in his place room turning his attention to Ritchie.
"Cause then you're eating it." he remarked bluntly making Eddie gag and take another puff of his inhaler. Bea looked away from them letting out a shudder pressing her lips together tightly. Eddie sent Ritchie a glare watching as he ventured into a vast room, cobwebs dangled from the roof encasing the wall. He reached out tentatively to a cobweb gaining the attention of the others.
Bea walked to his side as he grabbed the item from the cobwebs and began reading it. She frowned confused reading it slowly dread forming in her stomach as she realised what it was, it was a missing poster. Richie's missing poster. Full of his details and the date.
"Th-this says im missing." Richie told them his hands shaking. He had gone pale. Eyes wide and darting over the paper as if it would change, the paper scrunched between his hands as his grip tightened. Eddie froze in fear a scared inhale echoing in the room. Bill took quick strides towards the two, always the helper.
"Y-y-youre not missing" Bill told him gently as Bea tried to grab the poster of him and failed Richie backing away from her in his panic. Eddie edged towards the door taking a big puff of his inhaler. He watched the scene silently hands shaking from where they fidgeted in front of him.
"Police department of the city of Derry." Richie exclaimed loudly, fear written all over his face and hands shaking wildly. "That's my shirt, my hair, my face, thats my age, thats the date!"
"Rich, its not real." Bea told him with tears in her eyes at seeing her usually so joking friend so afraid, almost hysterical in his fear. In all the weeks of knowing him he had held onto his humour, but it was gone. All that was left was a scared child.
