You Never Know

The Past Is Meant To Haunt

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"Hey.." Jo laid her hand softly on the girls shoulder, already knowing all she was bearing. "Its going to be o—"

The girl shoved her back, walking off she was ready to explode. Everyone was right, every danger that faced the school was because of her, because of her family..her name. And here was another big bad walking up to their school with another threat to end their lives and shes the one who brought him there. Shes the cause for everything bad.

She slammed her room door shut, throwing the photos of her family to the ground. She was tired of having the Mikaelson name, tired of being a Mikaelson. She ripped the necklaces off her neck, the necklaces she got from her Aunt Rebekah and her mother—passed down from her step father Jackson. They meant forever and always but there was no forever and always everyone was gone. They were all dead, all dead because of her.

flashback

"Go !" Rebekah shouted. There had to atleast be hundreds of witches, hundreds of them piling their Mikaelson home.

"I can't—I can't leave you." She looked around at her family barcading the doors, her aunt Freya rushed to her side. "Hope my darling, you're all we have left. Please. We'll be right behind you, okay? We promise."

Hope glanced back to her aunt, her face spoke other words. "But—"

Marcel groaned. "Come on." He grabbed hold of her, picking her up and running with her. "No!" She shouted, watching as the doors flew open. Her Uncle Kols head was ripped off with magic first, a stake going through his heart by one of the witches. His aunts were flung back, sent into walls but Marcel had gotten her out. "Run, I have to help them. Run far away." He warned, giving her a look of determination.

She was hesitant but she ran, she hadn't unlocked her wolf side nor her Vampire side, her magic was hardly accessible. She was of no help.

She paused in her tracks, her ears picking up on their screams. She glanced back, her mind telling her to keep running but another part telling her to save her family.

always and forever, always and forever.

She sighed, she had to go back. That was her family. She ran, she ran as fast as her legs would take her, she wouldnt let her family die. She wasn't going to let always and forever go down in vain.

She was about to open the door, about to change what she had left of her child hood but she was grabbed from the back and slammed to the ground. She gasped, looking up and finding one of the witches before you. "I found her ! I found the Tribrid !" They yelled, looking back.

"Get away from her !" Her dad ripped in to her neck with his teeth, blood dripped from his mouth in the most horrific way possible. Hope would never forget the look on her fathers face. "Marcel told you to run, why didnt you run?!"

"I couldn't—" She stammered "I couldn't leave you behind."

A stake went through his chest, too distracted by his daughter he hadn't noticed. His eyes drifted down and she could see how terrified he was by his eyes. The way a tear fell, how he knew he wouldnt be able to protect his daughter any longer. He gasped, his mouth agape as he fell to his knees before her. "I love you" He mumbled, her eyes became glassy. "Dad..I—I love you too." She reached her hand out to feel his face, how it felt almost unreal.

Marcel appeared, ripping off witches heads before he was flung aside too, he barley got past the pack. Hope was destroying them. She took a stand, looking away from her father and breaking her bracelet, the bracelet that lessened her worth.