𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗜𝘀 𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 | 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖥𝗈𝗋𝖻𝖾𝗌

{𝟱𝟵} Welcome Back, Davina!

The kitchen of the Mikaelson compound was quiet but for the low hum of conversation. Axel, Hope, Hayley, and Freya sat around the large oak table, a palpable tension hanging in the air. The plan they were about to discuss was dangerous, but desperation had a way of making the unthinkable seem reasonable.

"I know it's risky," Axel began, his voice steady as he laid out his idea. "But if we can use Aurora to contain the Hollow, we might finally be able to get rid of her for good. We just need to ensure that when we put the Hollow in her, she can't escape, and then we eliminate her."

Freya leaned forward, her eyes narrowing as she considered the plan. "It's a bold move, Axel. The Hollow is incredibly powerful. Binding it to Aurora and then destroying her would require a lot of magic, and it won't be easy."

Hayley nodded, her expression serious but resolute. "We've dealt with the Hollow before. It's always found a way to come back, but this... this might be our best shot. If we can get the others here, we stand a better chance of making this work."

Freya's face was a mixture of determination and concern. "Aurora has been a threat for so long. If we can end this once and for all, it would mean peace for all of us. But we have to be sure it will work."

Axel looked at each of them in turn, his eyes filled with determination. "I will make the call. My daughter, Davina is a powerful witch, and she can help us with the spell. We need to get the others here quickly so we can put this plan into action."

Freya nodded, standing up with a sense of purpose. "I'll start contacting everyone. We need all the help we can get. This has to be a coordinated effort, and we can't afford any mistakes."

Hayley rose from her chair as well, her eyes glinting with determination. "I'll reach out to the wolves. We need to be prepared for anything, especially if the Hollow tries to fight back."

Hope took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I'll gather the materials we need for the ritual. We don't have much time."

As the others dispersed to make preparations, Axel pulled out his phone and dialed a familiar number. He waited, the phone ringing in his ear, until finally, a voice answered.

"Dad?" came the voice of Davina, her tone a mixture of surprise and concern. "What's going on?"

"Davina, we need your help," Axel said, his voice urgent but steady. "We have a plan to get rid of the Hollow once and for all, but we need you here. Can you come?"

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Davina replied. "Of course, I'll be there as soon as I can. Just tell me what you need."

Axel felt a surge of relief. "Thank you, Davina. We need your expertise with a spell to bind the Hollow to someone, and then we need to destroy that person. It's risky, but it might be our only chance."

Davina's voice was firm and resolute. "I'm on my way. I'll gather what I need and be there soon. Hang in there, Dad."

As the call ended, Axel felt a mixture of hope and trepidation. The plan was set in motion, but there were still so many uncertainties. He glanced at Aurora's motionless body, the figure that had caused so much turmoil for his family. If this plan worked, it could mean the end of the Hollow's reign of terror, but the cost was high.

The weight of their decision hung heavily in the air as the Mikaelsons prepared for the final phase of their plan. In the grand study of the Mikaelson compound, a somber mood pervaded. The flicker of candlelight cast dancing shadows on the walls, illuminating the ancient tomes and mystical artifacts that cluttered the room.

Hope was at school, her mind a whirlwind of emotions as she tried to focus on her classes. She knew her family was working tirelessly to rid the world of the Hollow, but the uncertainty of the outcome gnawed at her. She scribbled notes absentmindedly, her thoughts drifting back to the compound and the danger that loomed over them all.

Back at the compound, Axel, Hayley, and Freya were deep in discussion. They huddled around a large wooden table, the surface covered in scrolls, magical paraphernalia, and arcane symbols. Axel's face was etched with worry as he traced the outline of a complex magical diagram with his finger.

"We have to make sure everything is perfect," Axel said, his voice tinged with urgency. "One mistake, and the Hollow could escape again. We can't afford any slip-ups this time."

Freya nodded, her eyes scanning a page filled with intricate runes. "This spell is ancient and incredibly powerful. If we can channel enough energy, we can not only bind the Hollow to Aurora but also eradicate it for good. We need to ensure every step is flawless."

Hayley, standing with her arms crossed, stared at the diagram intently. "And what about Aurora? We can't underestimate her. She's cunning and unpredictable. If she manages to break free..."

"We'll have contingencies in place," Freya assured her. "We'll have everyone here, ready to act if anything goes wrong. We're not taking any chances."

Axel took a deep breath, the weight of responsibility pressing down on him. "Hope is counting on us. We have to make this work. For her, and for all of us."

Just then, a soft chime echoed through the room, signaling the arrival of a new message. Axel glanced at his phone and smiled. "It's Davina. She's on her way with her family. They'll be here any minute now."

Hayley's expression softened slightly. "Good. We need all the help we can get. Davina's magic could be one of the keys to making this work."

Freya looked up from her book, a faint smile crossing her lips. "Davina's always been one of the most powerful witches I've ever known. If anyone can help us pull this off, it's her."

As if on cue, the sound of the doorbell echoed through the halls of the compound, cutting through the tense silence. Axel straightened, exchanging a quick, hopeful glance with Hayley and Freya.

"That must be Davina," Axel said, a note of relief in his voice. "Let's go welcome her."

They hurried to the grand foyer, their footsteps echoing softly on the stone floor. The flickering torches cast long shadows on the walls, creating an almost otherworldly atmosphere as they approached the heavy wooden door.

Freya reached for the handle, pausing for a moment to compose herself. She turned to the others, her expression a mixture of determination and anticipation. "This is it. Let's hope she has everything we need."

With a deep breath, she pulled the door open, and the cool evening air rushed in, carrying with it the scent of fresh rain and the promise of a new beginning.

Standing on the threshold was Davina, her presence immediately commanding attention. She was flanked by her husband, Mike, a tall and sturdy figure whose protective stance spoke volumes about his dedication to his family. Beside them stood their daughter, Alexa, a bright-eyed ten-year-old whose curious gaze took in the grandiosity of the compound with a mixture of awe and excitement.

Davina's eyes met Axel's, and a warm smile spread across her face, despite the gravity of the situation. "Hi, Dad," she said, her voice filled with warmth and resolve. "We're here.