Lost Hope

Chapter 4-The Act

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"You think that you can hide, I can smell your scent form miles"
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If Hope could feel, she'd be feeling betrayed and angry. Hope got up from being unconscious on the couch, she looked at her hands to see that they were chained with anti-magic cuffs. She felt the unnerving feeling of vervain and wolfsbane coursing through her veins, not a lot, but enough to weaken her enough to not run away.

Moments later, the Mikaelsons, Alaric and Matt made their way to the living room, where Hope was being kept. They must've heard her waking up by the looks of it.

"Is this the new way of doing family reunions?" Hope scoffed, shaking the cuffs, making a loud clatter sound with the chains. "And why is Alaric and Matty Ratty here?" She paused and looked at Matt, "oh right, you like the present I left you at the Mystic Grill?" She smirked when she saw his face fall.

"I thought that spell was supposed to make her humanity stronger?" Rebekah crossed her arms.

"It is. But she's still no humanity Hope." Freya told her, "hopefully, this will change that." She pulled out Klaus' letter.

Hope furrowed her brows in confusion, "what's that? You gonna read me a sad story and hope it'll bring me back?"

"Just read it, Hope." Freya handed Hope the letter, she hesitated before taking it.

She opened the letter and as she read it the Mikaelsons observed her reaction carefully, looking for any signs of humanity. They notice her eyes getting shiny indicating that tears are threading to fall.

"Hope? Are you back?" Alaric asked.

"Yeah." Hope said looking down, hiding her face, "I'm so sorry for everything."

"It's ok Hope it wasn't your fault." Alaric reassured.

"Can you let me go now? My wrists are hurting." Her eyes watery, she gestures to the chains.

Freya eyed her suspiciously, along with the Mikaelsons. For someone who had just gotten their humanity on, she still seems the same, no mental breakdown because of the guilt. Nothing. The tears in her eyes were falling but the look in her eyes where still empty. But Hope was always good at hiding her feelings so she grabbed the keys and wearily walked over to Hope.

She undid the chains and Hope rubbed her wrists. She looked down to hide a smirk, then looked up at a concerned Freya, still holding her smirk. Freya's face went white.

"You faked it..." She realized, Alaric widened his eyes and raised his crossbow, pointing it at Hope. Matt grabbed his gun and did the same.

The rest of the Mikaelsons walked over to Hope and stood in-front of the humans.

"I know right? I should be an actor." Hope said, wiping her fake tears, "it was a really nice plan. Although, your gonna have to do better than giving me a letter from my dead father."

"Bloody hell, Hope, I've had enough of this, turn it back on!" Rebekah yelled, "you have a family right here for crying out loud!"

Hope smiled and walked closer, "nah." She said and sped to her aunt Rebekah, snapping her neck. She dusted off her hands and looked at the shocked figures. Freya was beginning a spell but Hope spelled her to sleep along with the rest of the Mikaelsons. "Family first."