"What the hell is happening?"
Hope shakes her head as she contemplates,
"I don't know..."
Cleo and Lizzie remain knocked out, and Josie decides to go get her dad to try and figure out what's going on.
"I'll be right back, okay?"
Hope only nods, and Josie exits the room, shutting the door behind her.
Hope could sense Josie's hesitation to leave her alone.
Hope suspects she might be worried about her wolf taking over, due to the stress of the situation.
So Hope goes into the bathroom, and she turns the sink faucet on, splashing cold water on her face, trying to get a clearer mind and push her overly protective wolf instincts and crippling paranoia aside.
She pats her face dry with a small cloth before looking into the mirror.
And what she sees terrifies her more than being drained of blood earlier tonight, two of her friends attempting to harm her, even telling Josie about her identity...
She sees in her reflection, that her eyes are glowing, but not their usual golden hue.
They shine with a deep blue luster.
The same blue which her eyes would shine all those years ago...
Possession.
Prophecies.
Poetic endings.
Parental sacrifice.
Paranoia emerges in an instant.
Like when she was under the influence of the Hollow.
There's no way...
The Hollow is gone...
Right?
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Secrecy (Hosie)
FanfictionTwo years after the death of her father, Hope Mikaelson continues to search for closure under the alias Hope Marshall. After traveling around the globe to places her father may have left an imprint, she finds herself back in Mystic Falls, seeking ou...
