Lost Hope

Chapter 2-All the best people are crazy

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The moon shone bright in the dark blue sky, the stars seasoned the sky like salt and pepper. Hope was lying down on her back in the middle of the road near the Mystic Falls sign, her face staring up at the sky with an empty expression. A cars headlights illuminated the empty streets more, the car came to a halt with tires screeching. The driver slammed on the breaks and honked rather angrily.

"Hey! What the hell?!" A man who looked to be in his early 30's yelled. He got out of the car and his hardened face softened at the sight of the young teenage girl.

"Hey, are you ok? What are you doing in the middle of the road?" The man decided to try a friendlier approach, seeing as the girl was only 16.

Hope stayed silent.

"Hello?" The man questioned again, he walked closer to her cautiously, she stayed so still he was not sure if she was alive. "Did you run away from home? Are your parents hitting you?"

"The stars look pretty tonight, don't they?" Hope said in a eerie tone.

"What...do you need me to call the cops? Or do you need to borrow my phone? Have someone pick you up?"

Hope got up and the man took a cautious step back, "no...I'm just hungry."

"Oh, well I've got like 20 dollars in my wallet. I can lend it to you and you can get something to eat. Just... don't use it on drugs ok?" The man got out his wallet from his back pocket and got out a 20 dollar bill.

He held the bill out to the girl, Hope walked over and took it from him, "thank you." She faked a smile.

"Of course. Just uh, stay safe ok?" The man turned around to walk back his car when Hope suddenly sped in front of him. Her eyes were no longer their innocent blue, her eyes were glowing yellow along with petrifying veins crawling from under her eyes. She had a menacing smile plastered on her face and the man couldn't sworn he saw fangs.

"What the h-" before he could finish the sentence Hope's fangs dug into the side of his neck, making him scream in agonizing pain as he could feel the coppery red substance leaving his body.

"Get off of me you crazy bitch!" The man tries to pry Hope off but he felt his strength leaving him by the second until his body gave up fighting and he fell limp. His heart beating one last time. Hope threw the body on the ground and wiped the remaining blood off her lips with her finger and licked it off.

She stared at the lifeless body, "all of us are a little crazy." She said, her voice free from emotion.

And with that, she left the man on the road, not caring wether police find him or he stays there on the road and rots.

Like roadkill.

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Alaric and Matt were discussing ways they could turn Hopes humanity back on while the Mikaelsons went on a trip to New Orleans to search the Mikaelson compound for anything sentimental.

"Let's say we do find some sort of sentimental thing, what do we do then?" Alaric questioned, more to himself than Matt.

His thoughts were out on pause when there were two knocks on his office door.

"What is it?" He shouted from his spot on his desk.

"Dad, we need to talk to you." The voice of Josie said.