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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IT WAS EERILY SIMILAR TO THE EVENTS OF LAST TIME. Arriving just in time to see Bill going up the stairs. Beverly started towards him relief painted on her face. She had been close to tears as they had ran over, fearful she would get there too late. She called out his name. "Bill!"
He turned to them shaking his head fiercely. They halted in place. They hadn't seen him this upset in a long time. "Guys, no! I started all this. It's my fault you're all here." he told them voice thick with emotion.
"This curse. This fucking thing that's inside of you all it started growing the day that I m-m-made you go down to the Barron's cause all I cared about was finding g-g-Georgie"
They all looked up at him sadly. He gestured back to the house. "I'm going to g-o-o in there and I don't k-know what's going to happen but I can't ask you to do this."
Beverly didn't answer him sending a sad look. She stepped forward needing down picking up a piece of broken fence. "Well we're not asking you either." she told him stubbornly as she avoided his eyes. Bea could see she was hurt her heart aching for her sister.
"Bev -" Bill started his voice breaking as she looked up at him tears in her eyes.
"We didn't do it alone then so we're not going to do it alone now." Mike said determinedly.
"Losers stick together." Ben told them smiling slightly.
"So does somebody want to say something" Eddie asked awkwardly after a while of them just standing there doing nothing causing Bea to snicker.
"Richie said it best when we were here last." Stanley admitted as he stood closely to said man.
"I did?" Richie asked looking slightly confused. He thought deeply. "I don't wanna die?" He asked making them all look at him dumbfounded.
"Not that" Bea told him wondering how he could be so dumb sometimes.
"You're lucky we're not measuring dicks?"
Hope grimaced. "Probably not that either."
Richie paused and seemed to think for a a moment as they all waited expectantly.
"Let's kill this fucking clown?" He asked unsurely.
"Yeah." Bill breathed out smiling the others following his example.
"Let's kill this fucking clown." Richie repeated his eyes darkening. They shared a determined look.
Bea looked around as they walked into the house it was exactly as they all remembered it. The floorboards creak under their feet as they ventured deeper into the house.
Bea looked in disgust at the stairs as black goo that made the floor boards sizzle came down the stairs.
"Well I love what he's done with the place." Richie commented sarcastically earning eye rolls from them all.
"Beep beep Richie." Stanley muttered shaking his head.
Bea followed behind Bill, Richie, Stanley and Eddie as they wandered down the narrow hall of the house to get through to the kitchen.
Only seconds after they got in a scream came from the other room and the door sealed shut.
"Ben!" They heard Beverly yell fear in her boice causing them to panic.
"Ben?!"
They called out to call hitting on the doors trying to get the others attention. Bea turned towards the sink hearing a cluttering. Walking over she looked down in disbelief watching as a red balloon grew from the drain she stepped back in time as it exploded dark blood soaking the sink.
"Ew." She muttered she jumped when the fridge shook violently. "Guys.." Bea said edging away looking at the fridge. The others turned to look at her eyes zeroing in on the fridge.
"That can't be good right?" Richie questioned in horror. The screams from the other room continued panicked yells overlapping.
Her head whipped back to the fridge as loud bangs sounded from inside making them all scuttle back. She sucked in a breath when it swung open revealing a body cramped inside.
Richie groaned horrified as it started to move. The face turned towards them there was silence for a moment.
"It's Stan" Richie said shocked at the same time Stanley cried out. "Why the hell does it have my face?"
The face of younger Stanley let out an inhumane screech. Bea let out a whimper which turned into a scream as its head fell off and out of the fridge.
"God!"
"Oh shit!"
"What the actual fuck!"
"Shit!"
It rolled to the end of the room causing Bea, Richie and Stanley to jump out of the way as to not get hit.
"He would still be alive if it wasn't for you Bill." it said in young Stanley's voice as it stared directly at Bill. Bill swallowed thickly.
Richie and Bea shared a panicked look as it started to speaking. "Richie!" It cried panicked. "What's happening to me!" They watched terrified as its skin started moving.
They could only watch in horror as legs started to break through the skin out of his face and his eyes turning into giant spider legs. The head letting out cries of pain at the intrusions.
"You've gotta be fucking kidding!" Richie exclaimed.
The head started manically laughing, creeping them all out. Before it darted towards the group of three making them let out a string of curses.
It scuttled around the room as they kicked it and tried to hit it with things it changed course suddenly making a running leap for Bea.
Just as it leapt up at Bea, it was smacked away. A metal rod then was impaled through it making them all let out a sigh of relief. Bea's face scrunched as she wiped blood of her face.
"Hey Stan? You alright?" Richie asked the boy who was leaning up against the wall he got a shaky nod in return as the others turned to look at their saviours.
"You followed me!" She asked in disbelief at the Mikaelson's who stood in the room.
They shared looks most looking sheepish but not regretful. The door slammed open Bea nearly collapsing in relief. "Bev!" She cried running to hug her sister sending Hope a thankful look.
