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Always and Forever

My name is Hope Mikaelson. I'm 16 years old and daughter of original hybrid Niklaus Mikaelson. I live in New Orleans with my family of original vampires who are notorious for being evil, vindictive and cruel.

They've done some terrible and horrible things but that doesn't mean they are bad people. We only do what is necessary to protect our family.

My family has a lot of enemies, especially my dad but he never worried about them until he had a weakness, his weakness being me and I inherited all of his enemies the day I was born.

Even before I was born my grandmother and grandfather both tried to kill me.

The day I was born I was ripped from my mothers arms and brought to a cemetery to be murdered. I was rescued of course but I wasn't safe in New Orleans, so my mom and dad faked my death while my aunt Rebekah kept me hidden for the first eight months of my life.

Once it was safe I came home to New Orleans and spent two years here before Marcel - an adopted family member - almost killed my uncles Elijah and Kol.

While my uncles were almost murdered, my aunts were also in trouble, Rebekah was hexed and Freya was poisoned. Freya put them all in a deep sleep and my dad linked them to his life but was captured by Marcel. My mom and I fled in search of a cure.

Five years later we were reunited but I got really sick. A witch in New Orleans said he could heal me so we went back and I was possessed by an ancient witch's spirit. My family had to take a piece of the spirit in them each to get it out of me and because of this they had to stay far away from each other and from me.

After eight years apart we were finally reunited last year on my 15th birthday. In that time apart, Marcel and Rebekah spent some time together in New York until his adopted daughter Davina died for the second time. He switched his humanity off, left New York and has been missing since.

My family and I returned home to New Orleans. I've only lived in New Orleans for a small part of my life but it has always felt like home. After all, my family did build this city.

My dad always tries to make up for the years of my life he missed but we have an eternity to make up for it. 

I'm not a vampire yet but one day will be because it's in my blood. Right now I'm a witch, like my aunt Freya and carry the werewolf gene because both my parents do.

I've inherited some early vampire traits like amazing sense of smell and hearing. Freya helps me control my magic because she says I have a lot of power or possibly too much that it could consume me if I'm not careful.

I was in a school for magic while I lived in Virginia, where I made some friends but since moving to New Orleans I've been home schooled which means I don't really know anyone here, except my best friend Kylie.

Kylie is 19 and carries the werewolf gene like me. She's been apart of my family since I was only a year old and she's basically my sister.

Kylie's mom Kate was a single teenage parent and werewolf who had been kicked out of her home. When she arrived in New Orleans my mom and her became really close friends so my mom invited her to stay with us.

Kylie and Kate lived with us for a few months until my family were put into a deep sleep and we had to leave New Orleans.

Kate died 4 years ago trying to help our family in one of our many problems. Kylie came to Virginia to live with me and my mom but once we returned to New Orleans she decided to get her own place. My family promised Kate we'd always take care of Kylie, because that's what family is for.

Like my dad once told me, family is not just whom we share blood with, we can also chose them. I would do anything to protect my family, I'd die for them if I had to because we'll remain together, always and forever.