The Originals

•|Always And Forever|•

[S1E-17]

Mystic Falls|Eight Years Later
••••••••••••••••••••••••
Hope

Once upon a time there lived a princess. Her name was Hope. For the last eight years I've done nothing but plot revenge against the witches who did this to my father. One of them being Vincent Griffith.

Niklaus Mikaelson missed the first five years of my life because of Marcel Garade. The next eight years for an unknown reason, but while they're being run over in New Orleans by the new king. Princess Hope will be plotting their take down.

The school bell rang and I gathered my things sliding them off the desk into my hands then placing them neatly in my book bag.

"Ms. Mikaelson?" Mr. Grayson, my teacher, called my name as I walked past his desk heading for the door.

"Yes?" I stopped myself turning around towards him.

"You're better than this." He held up a paper with a D plus on it. I raised my eyebrows and stared at the paper thinking about why my grades were slipping.

It was because it was getting closer and closer to the day that my dad was forced onto that sleeping spell. The day after the September full moon.

"I'm sorry." I lied. "I'll be sure to study harder." I lied again. "Or maybe it's because it's getting closer and closer to the day that father left my mom and me. I was only seven." I forced my eyes to water as I spoke to Mr. Grayson. "But please don't tell my mom that I told you that-"

"Okay." He nodded cutting me off. "I'll give you the rest of this week to redo the assignment, no exceptions after that."

"Thank you." I nodded before leaving the classroom. Once I left out a slight smirk ran across my face.

The only downfall about plotting revenge is making sure that I don't kill anyone. My mom forces me to wear my bracelet although my uncle Ric helped me with controlling my magic.

I still remember the time he taught me to make water catch on fire. I don't even have to think about it too much now. I can just do it with the snap of a finger. The last thing that I'd ever wanna do is become a harry beast. It looks more disgusting than it sounds.

"Hope?" Amelia called my name when she slammed her locker shut. "So Lola is throwing her sixteenth-"

"Birthday party tonight and she wants me to show up." I rolled my eyes finishing up her sentence. "I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to pass. And don't ask me why because you already know."

"Your dad's nappy new year isn't until Saturday. That's three days from now-"

"Did you know that he's only been to two of my birthdays?" I asked stopping in the middle of my hallway. "I'm gonna be sixteen next year I want him there okay? Is that too much to ask?"

"Lola isn't apart of the supernatural world, so yes. That's a lot to ask." Amelia nodded her head before walking off with an attitude.

My mom always told me that family should stick together always and forever. That phrase was invented by my dad's side of the family. I intend to keep his legacy going. Even if it means triggering my werewolf curse.

•••••••••••••••••••••••
Freya

Kaelin and I moved to Mystic Falls after the down fall of New Orleans. Marcel and some guy named Zadok changed that entire kingdom into slaughtering grounds and I couldn't risk my life before I knew my brother was okay.