Hizzie Imagines [SLOW UPDATES]

Sired

"It was my blood, which I'm guessing means you're sired to me."

The evil smirk that grows on Hopes face makes Lizzie feel nauseous.

"Oh, this is gonna be fun." Hope purrs and looks Lizzie up and down.

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"Stop talking."

Lizzie glares at Hope as she's forced to stop talking.

"Good girl." Hope teases. "Kneel at my feet."

Lizzies eyes widen and she shakes her head vigorously, silently begging Hope, who just smirks at her.

"Kneel."

Lizzie falls to her knees at the tribrids feet, glaring at her boots.

"Look at me." Her eyes drift up to meet Hopes, seeing the gold orbs shining down at her. "Such a good girl."

Hope strokes Lizzies hair before turning to look at her old friends.

"You see? Lizzie is sired to me. She has to do everything I tell her to. So, if I order her to kill you all, she'll do so. If I order her to rip her own heart out, then she'll do so. If you all keep trying to save me and rescue her, I'll force you all to watch as I make her drench herself in gasoline before setting herself alight. Do I make myself clear?" Hope threatens.

"Let my sister go!" Josie shouts which makes Hope laugh.

"Oh, Josette. I killed your father, what makes you think I won't kill you and your sister?" Hope asks. "Lizzie, tell Josie what will happen if she tries to help you."

"She'll rip my heart out and send it to you in the post." Lizzie huffs and rolls her eyes. "Such a disgusting way to die."

Josie stares at Hope in horror. "Why are you doing this? This is Lizzie! She's your best friend!"

"But that's the thing. I. Don't. Care." Hope says. "Now. Lizzie, stand up."

The heretic rolls her eyes as she stands up, wishing she could smack that irritating smirk off Hopes face.

"Lizzie, snap your neck." Hope demands.

"Son of a bitch." Lizzie grumbles before snapping her own neck, falling to the ground.

Hope smirks at her old friends. "So, do I make myself clear?"

"You won't get away with this!" MG warns.

Hope chuckles and grabs Lizzies hand. "I already have."

And then they're gone again.

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"Lizzie!"

The heretic rolls her eyes and ignores the call, continuing to twirl the wooden stake around in her hands. All she wants to do is jab it into her heart, but Hope told her not to so she can't.

"I called you." Hope huffs when she spots the blonde sitting by the window.

"I heard." Lizzie mumbles, pricking the wood into her finger.

Hope hums as the smell of blood fills her nose. She vamps over to Lizzie and grabs her wrist, bring her hand up to her mouth and licking the blood off her finger. Hope then grabs a handful of Lizzies hair and pulls her down before burying her fangs into the heretics neck.

Lizzie winces and frowns uncomfortably. "Do you mind?"

Hope bites further into her neck and moans at the pleasurable taste. She's grown to like feeding from Lizzie, she likes the power it brings her to know Lizzie has to do whatever she tells her to do.

Hope pulls away and smirks at the blonde, her blood dripping down her chin. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop being suicidal?"

Lizzie bites her tongue and siphons away the wolf bite on her neck. "What do you want with me, Hope? Why am I still being your bitch?"

"Because I'm having fun watching you suffer." She shrugs.

Lizzies eyes full with tears. "I'm tired, Hope. Just let me go."

"I don't care. You're my first sire, you think I'm just gonna let you go?" Hope asks.

"Then turn someone else. Make them your bitch. You used to be my best friend, Hope, now you've destroyed my life. You killed my Dad, you tricked me into thinking your humanity was back, then you killed me, and now you're forcing me to do whatever you want. I don't want to live like this, but I can't die because you told me I can't! I can't do this anymore. So please, just let me go." Lizzie begs.

"God, all you do is complain." Hope groans and rolls her eyes. "I left a blood stain on my new rug and I need it cleaned. Off you go."

"You know, it's a good thing your parents are dead, because why would they want a daughter like you." Lizzie snarls.

Hope clenches her jaw and smacks Lizzie across the face.

"That's good," Lizzie breathes out and rubs her cheek. "You're angry. That must of been how you felt when your Dad killed himself for you, and your Mom, and your uncle."

"Shut up!" Hope tells and kicks her in the stomach, sending her toppling to the ground.

"They must be so disappointed in you, Hope. They wouldn't even recognise you."

"Shut up!" She roars, sending multiple kicks to Lizzies body.

Lizzie winces and curls in on herself slightly. She's almost there, she just needs to push some more.

"I bet they didn't even want to save you. It should of been you." Lizzie scoffs. "You're pathetic. You're not a Mikaelson."

Hope stops, staring down at Lizzie, blankly. "Turn it off."

Lizzies heart stops and her blood runs cold. "What?"

"I said, turn. It. Off." Hope demands.

"No. N-No, I won't-"

"You have no choice. Turn your humanity off." Hope repeats.

"Hope, please." Lizzie begs and stands up, tears filling her eyes.

"Turn it off!" Hope shouts, and shoves Lizzie back against the wall.

Having no choice, Lizzie shuts her eyes and finds the switch in her mind, turning it off. At once, she feels all her worries, all her problems fade away.

She reopens her eyes.

"That's better." Hope smirks. "No humanity trigger for me."

Lizzie hums, tilting her head to the side. "You know, I'd say this is gonna hurt me more than it's gonna hurt you, but that'd be a lie."

"What?"

Lizzie jabs her hand into Hopes chest and pulls her heart out. "Oops."

Hope falls to the floor, temporarily dead. Lizzie drops the heart in her hands and rolls her shoulders.

"That's better." She copies Hopes words from earlier before vamping off.

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Hope gasps as she awakes from her temporary death. She groans and stands up, walking outside to see her car gone and a body drained of blood tossed carelessly on the floor.

"I think I might of made another problem." She says to herself.

She knows if Lizzie isn't subtle about what she does, then the super squad won't have any problem finding her, and then they won't be far off of Hope.

"Bloody Lizzie Saltzman." Hope grumbles in annoyance and sets off to find the heretic.

A/N part 2?