i. are you henrik mikaelson, sir:
"WHEN we're young, we're taught the distinction between a hero and a villain, good and evil, a savior and a lost cause." The voiceover of Hope brings everyone's attention to the screen."But what if the only real difference is just who's telling the story? My name is Hope Mikaelson." The voiceover continues as a strawberry blonde female and a dark haired male appears on the screen.
"And my name is Henrik Mikaelson, We come from a long line of the villains in the tales you've heard about vampires, werewolves, witches and everything in between. The school behind these gates protects the secrets of people like us. And tonight, under the light of the full moon, we will be opening our doors to someone new."
"They are beautiful, Klaus." Hayley whispered as she gazed at her children.
The Mikaelsons were in awe as they examined Henrik and Hope. They grew up to be beautiful.
"Wait...so the serial killer had baby serial killers?" Damon groaned at the sight of the children.
"At least they aren't ugly." Caroline shrugged in response. "I agree with Caroline." Bonnie agreed.
"This is a disaster." Elena slapped her palm to her forehead.
"Oh, hush." Rebekah threw popcorn at the Scooby Gang below her.
ATLANTA, GEORGIA
"Rafael, seriously, it's not right." the dark haired boy stated to the teenage boy beside him.
"It is what it is, Landon." Rafael stated stubbornly. He was clearly not going to change his mind.
"You're not Catholic. You shouldn't have to confess your sins." Landon argued with Rafael.
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