Two years have passed since the death of the notorious and feared Klaus Mikaelson, and his twin daughters, Hope and Nicolette, are still trying to move on with their lives at the Salvatore Boarding School. But their lonely lives are going to get com...
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A Few Hours Later -Training Dock-
Hope and I were sparring with Headmaster Saltzman on the training dock by the water. While Hope was on one side of our headmaster, I was on the other. I was easily blocking the hits and so was my sister, but I could tell she was distracted. And so did Headmaster Saltzman.
Hope: *glaring at him* You didn't have to lock him in the cellar.
Alaric: Where else was I gonna put him? *throws a punch at Nicole, which she blocks. He throws a punch at Hope, but she leans away* Block with your hand.
Hope: *hits his hand away* I got it.
Alaric: *circles around her* If you had it, I wouldn't have to say it.
Nicole: *groans* Can we please get back to the sparring? *does a roundhouse kick, but Alaric ducks*
Hope: *grabs his arm and pulls him away from her sister, pushing him. She throws a punch, but he grabs her fist and twists her arm behind her back, pinning her* Dimiterre. *her magic makes him fly over her and land on the dock. She flips over and lands on her feet over him, pinning him*
Alaric: *pants as he looks up at her* Cheater.
Hope: *smirks* You should really let a vampire start doing our training. You're getting a little old for us to break your human bones.
Alaric: *shooting an offended look at Nicole when she laughs at him, looking back at Hope* How dare you? *stands up when Hope grabs his hand, helping him back up. He gets back into a fighting stance* You and Landon have a thing or something?
Hope: *punches his hands, avoiding his gaze* I don't have things.
Alaric: Yes, I'm well aware of your quest to avoid all emotional intimacy.
Nicole: *throws at punch at Alaric* Sis, there was obviously something.
Hope: I liked him. He's normal. *throws another punch*
Alaric: *grabs her fist, staring at her* Well, let's keep him that way. We survive here because we follow the rules. We can't get sloppy about it. *walks around them*
Hope: You're the one that's always telling me I need to get out more.
Alaric: *chuckles as he hands them their water bottles* I tell you that you need to stop locking yourself in your dorm room, binge watching Cutthroat Kitchen. You both do.
