𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ━━ HOPE MIKAELSON.

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“SHE'S COMING?” Lizzie and Josie asked at the same time as they stared at each other.

"I need all the help I can get, so please put your twin war on pause," Hope said just as Rafael looked at Jed, "why is he going? He hates Landon."

"Look, you're his Alpha." Jaxon explained, " if Landon's your pack, that makes him yours. He's here to help so zip it and let him help."

"No need to be so rude." Rafael muttered making Jaxon roll his eyes, "I'm having a bad day."

"Where's MG at?" Kaleb questioned to which Hope responded, "he's on his way. Let's load up while we wait for him. Come on."

They walked out of the door and just when they were outside, they saw a couple of unfamiliar men standing in front of them, holding shields and wearing masks. "Oh, sorry," one of them spoke up, "we were about to knock."

"Who the fuck are you?" Jaxon asked, narrowing his eyes at the man who smirked, "name's Burr. Triad Industries."

"Propellere." Hope said and frowned when her magic didn't work.

"I got this." Kaleb assured and then vamp sped towards the man however, his daylight ring no longer worked and his hand began burning. He instantly rushed back in the shadow, groaning.

"I got this." Jaxon mumbled and was about to step forward but, however before he could, Hope stopped him, whispering, "don't. Not yet."

Clenching his jaw, he backed down. Burr smirked, not aware of what type of Supernatural Jaxon was, "it's useless to even try, boy. What you don't got is magic. Which is why your daylight ring won't work. And what we have are stakes, wolfsbane... and other things. So I think you should invite us inside."

**

All the students gathered up in the main hall where Burr was standing and speaking, "We're looking for an artifact known as the Chalice of Arimathea. We have reason to believe it's part of your school's collection." Pictures of the object began being distributed to the students, "now, you know this place a lot better than we do, so the sooner you help us find it, the sooner we'll be gone. Triad thanks you for your time."

"Triad can suck my dick." Jaxon mumbled under his breath before turning to Hope, "why won't you let me kill these motherfuckers right now?"

"Killing is not an option," Hope whispered back, "just wait for the right time. We need to get our powers back."

**

Hope, Jaxon, Lizzie and Josie burst in Alaric's office and Hope tried calling Alaric but in vain. She let out a loud sigh, "It's dead. We have to find the school cell."

"Check MG's tighty-whities."

"Really?" Josie raised her brows at her sister, "this is serious."

"Oh, I'm sorry. We can't all be born with resting concerned pouty face." Lizzie said making Josie gasp just as Hope noticed something, "Didn't this shelf used to have books on it?"

"Yeah. That's weird."

Hope removed the sort of box from the shelf and placed it on Alaric's table, "whatever they're doing to block out our magic must have knocked out a cloaking spell your dad had."

"Big shocker," Lizzie dramatically said, "Dad's hiding something from us." She grabbed the box and began shaking it as Hope said, "unless it has the school phone in it, it doesn't matter."

"Sorry I don't feel like laughing while my world's falling apart." Josie said to Lizzie when Hope walked to find another useful thing. However, Jaxon stood there and looked at the two.