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𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑
she's fire. but she won't burn you... she knows all too well how it feels to live with ashe

THE TRIO THAT was Hope, Scott, and Isaac found themselves seated in Argent's office at their apartment

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THE TRIO THAT was Hope, Scott, and Isaac found themselves seated in Argent's office at their apartment.

Chris Argent stood behind his desk, face contorting in pain as Allison attended to his wounds.

"What the hell happened to him?" MG groaned, annoyed that they're missing some pieces of the puzzle. But clearly the author likes leaving them clueless.

Hope was chewing on the inside of her cheek as she thought about what had happened just an hour ago. There was shadow ninja demons out to get her pack, and she didn't know how to protect her friends because her magic seemed to have no affect on them.

Freya hummed, tilting her head. "I have a feeling she'll figure it out."

Rebekah nodded in agreement, "she always somehow figures it out."

Chris' lips pursed, groaning through his teeth but remained silent as he thought back to the time he had his first confrontation with the same shadowy figures.

"Oh..." Klaus narrowed his eyes and tilted his head menacingly. "He knew about them but didn't warn anyone?"

Hayley rose one brow and pursed her lips, "hm."

They had emerged from the darkness, alluring firefly green color being the only thing breaking up the blackness that were their eyes. The creatures pulled long black swords from their chests, slaughtering everyone and everything in sight.

"There was something almost ritualistic about it — like it was looking right into his soul," Argent explained, wincing.

It was the exact same thing they did to Aiden, Lydia out on the balcony, Derek right outside the complex near his car, and Isaac the night prior in the Argents apartment.

"Damn," Kaleb whistled. "They're proficient."

"Dude," MG slapped at his arm.

"That's the same thing it did to me," Isaac announced, and Hope looked over at him.

Allison moved her eyes away from her father's wounds, briefly looking toward Isaac. "That's what it did to everyone."

"Not everyone," Scott spoke up. "They only came after the werewolves."

"And Lydia," Hope added, speaking up for the first time. "And before they disappeared, they were looking straight at me."

"Anyone with a connection to the supernatural," Chris informed, glancing at Hope in worry. He knows that she must be the next victim to be chosen for whatever reason they're here for.

Elena smiled softly. "Aw, he's worried."

"He's like her surrogate father, it's warranted," Bonnie commented and then winced, glancing quickly over in Klaus' direction. "Uh..." Hours ago, before they were teleported to this unknown room, she would never — in a million years — think she would feel sympathy for a Mikaelson, any of them, especially Klaus. But look where they are now.

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