Identities Of Love, Flaws and Lost Time. : TW/PJO/TO

P r o l o g u e - 1

Chapter 1: A Cloud of Green Smoke

Christmas Carols, Music and Laughter echoed through the Mikaelson compound as the Mikaelsons' came together after what felt like nothing less than an eternity to reminisce about the good old days before Christmas.

It had been more than 7-years since the remaining Mikaelsons' sat down and enjoyed each other's company without someone trying to test or tear apart their family.

About a week ago, Hope took the Hollow back into her, it had been a dreadful week of struggling with her control, but she never told anyone.

How could she?

There was no doubt in her mind that if they knew, they would take the Hollow the next full moon and keep her in the cellar till then or extract it without the full moon if they thought it would kill her. They would have to part once again. What was next? Her father taking the Hollow? Her mother? Her uncles? Her Aunts? Who?

She would not be able to live with herself again if they were forced to part again. If anyone died, it would be her fault. Seven years was long enough. She would much rather deal with the whispers and lose control than risk losing her family. It was not fair. A thousand years, yes, they were often daggered, yet they were still together. Well, most of the time.

Her mother deserved to be in love and be with the one she loved. Even though their history, when Elijah forgot everyone, created an awkward tension between them after Elijah remembered, they still loved each other. Everyone knew it would pass.

A new determination rose through Hope's veins. She had to hold on strong for her family.

She decided the best way to move around the Hollow was to distract her mind by painting with her dad, running in her wolf form, training, studying magic, reading and even shopping. It worked for a while, but sometimes, no matter how much you wish to, you can't hide from your problems or family forever now, can you?

The Mikaelsons' could see her through her. She was struggling with her control. No matter how much they wanted to take it in them again, Freya and Hayley told them in a simple phrase. That would kill her. So they were left to try for her. They were doing their best to act normal, distract her, and make amends without separating. But that never meant not working on the Hollow. They were now trying to find new means of containing the Hollow, putting it back to sleep or killing it.

Freya suggested to Hope that she should wear the bracelet that bound her magic again till she was in control. The second night when Hope took the Hollow back and released the first wave of magic because of the Hollow.

It was not a permanent solution, but rather the best they had at that moment. It could slow down the damage the Hollow is doing to Hope internally due to magic. Unfortunately, that is not enough to stop the Hollow.

Today, they finally found their solution rather than their solution found them.

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Friday, 26-December-2015

The day after Christmas was as normal as a day for the Mikaelsons as it could get. In terms of recent events.

Freya was down in her magic room, digging thoroughly through the chest of her mother's favourite archives.

Where is it? Where did it go? Did it grow some mystical legs? Or did it still have his spirit? Oh, God! Please don't tell me there was a small part of the spirit still inside it.

Scattered transcriptions decorated the room. The multitude of grimoires and books reopened in random places. Some were thrown about in frustration, torn for the inscriptions. Lighting the room were about a dozen half-burned and burning candles placed around the room. Half of the ingredients of different spells were thrown around and crushed. Kilos of salt and chalk littered the floors while the half-burned maps and herbs lay scattered on the table. It was a sight to witness.