Find Hope | The Originals

Chapter 1

"So what would you like to do for your birthday this year?" my dad asks as we walk along the the busy and beautiful streets of New Orleans.

"It's February, my birthday is in 3 months" I remind him.

"I refuse to believe that you are turning seventeen already" he sighs.

"I've had sixteen birthdays so far so I'm pretty sure I'm turning seventeen already" I smirk.

"I don't need reminding" he rolls his eyes making me smile.

"Niklaus, long time no see" an unfamiliar voice interrupts our conversation.

My dad and I stop walking as the young man approaches us, he stares at me intensely and I can feel my dad tense up behind me.

"This must be the miracle baby cursed with you as a father" the stranger smirks at my dad.

"What the hell are you doing here?" my dad glares at him.

"For the witch tours and jazz of course" he replies sarcastically.

"Casper" my dad mutters his name, not finding him at all amusing.

"I could tell you but where's the fun in that?" Casper smirks, "I know paranoia tends to drive your father mad" he winks at me and my dad stands in front of me.

"You have until the count of ten" my dad warns, but Casper remains silent.

"One, two" my dad begins counting, "three" he says slowly but Casper doesn't say anything, "sorry mate I haven't got all day" he says before punching his fist through Casper's chest. He rips his heart out and drops it beside Casper's corpse.

"Let's go" my dad wraps his clean arm around my waist to escort me around the bloody mess he just created.

We don't talk much on the walk home until the house is in view, "I'm so sorry you had to see that love" he sighs.

"It's ok, I understand" I assure him.

I do understand, I just wish I didn't have to see him do it. I'll never see my dad as the monster people claim him to be but watching your father rip a mans heart out of his chest isn't the prettiest scene for his adoring daughter to watch.

"I really am sorry, I wish I didn't have to do that with you there" my dad says as we enter the compound.

"Don't worry dad I understand, really" I smile as we come into the court yard.

"Elijah!" my dad calls.

"He's out" my mom answers him, appearing at the top of the stairs.

"Where is he?" he asks clearly getting frustrated.

"I don't know" my mom shrugs as she walks downstairs and my dad takes his phone out, "Klaus what happened?" she panics seeing his bloody hand.

"A vampire that I turned approached me while I was with Hope" he mumbles while looking for Elijah's number in his phone.

"Did he touch her?" her eyes narrow as she looks me up and down.

"Nothing happened I'm fine" I assure her and she smiles relieved.

"Then what's the problem?" she asks confused.

"Elijah answer your bloody phone" my dad growls into his phone ignoring my mom.

"Klaus!" my mom snaps, drawing his attention back to her.

"The problem Hayley" he rolls his eyes, "I murdered his family in 1864 and made him watch before turning him into a vampire to live a long miserable life without them!" he blurts.