𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍, the world's most powerful creature, born a werewolf who isn't beholden to the moon, a vampire who doesn't burn in the sun, a witch with unbeatable powers. A complete freak against nature herself.
The one and only tribird...
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 " who are you? "
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𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 sat quietly at the dining room table, her eyes flicking around the room. Her father's mansion was in the midst of renovations—tools scattered on the floor, dust hanging in the air, and exposed beams reminding her that this version of the house, like the man sitting across from her, was incomplete. This wasn't the warm home she had known. This was Klaus Mikaelson's lair during his darkest days—when he was more monster than man. And this version of her father wasn't the man she had grown up hearing about, the complex but fiercely protective father who would have moved mountains for her. This was Klaus in his villain era—ruthless, dangerous, and utterly unpredictable.
Klaus sat opposite her, leaning back in his chair with an almost bored expression, though his sharp eyes never left her. He had asked her a question moments ago, but Hope hesitated, unsure of what to say. How could she explain who she really was? How could anyone react to meeting their daughter from the future?
"Who are you?" Klaus repeated, his voice calm but laced with suspicion.
Hope's heart raced as she tried to gather her thoughts. The temptation to tell him the truth tugged at her, but she knew better. This was an era where Klaus's paranoia ruled him. He wasn't yet the man she knew would come to love and protect his family above all else. If she told him she was his daughter from the future, there was no telling how he would react. Would he dismiss her as a threat? Would he exploit her for his own plans?
