In which, Hope Mikaelson, was raised in Beacon Hills by her mother and the sheriff. Only for the Mikaelson family return to the home where their precious Hope was raised, expecting anything but what they discovered.
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Chapter twelve | alpha
Not to worry, there will be a chapter all about new orleans, but it will be posted for chapter twenty
New Orleans, three months later
The Streets of New Orleans beamed with laughter and music as the Friday night festivities began, clubs and bars filled with humans and countless supernatural creatures, crowds danced along the streets lit up by the moonlight.
Hope Mikaelson twirled along to the music as she walked through the bar in heels her father certainly did not approve of, turning back to wave goodbye to a group of Marcel's vampire's she'd befriended over the summer. Marcel nodded at the young Mikaelson as she passed him, the curly haired teen grinned pushing open the double doors, tensing at the cold hitting her bare legs.
Isaac carefully drove through the crowded streets, searching for the redhead he'd missed so dearly. Once spotting the tribrid, Isaac pulled over on the curb, winding down the window as Hope turned to him.
"So, did you miss me?" Hope grinned at the sight of the blonde, leaning against her arm on the side of the bar, standing in a glittery dress as Isaac smiled over at her "There she is!"
"Isaac!" Hope greeted as she stepped into his car, wrapping her arms around him in relief "I've missed you so much."
Though Hope's eventual summer was much of a distraction, Hope still found herself longing for her friends back home, as did Isaac as he worked with the Hales in search of the missing duo to their group.
"I've missed you more." Isaac mumbled, Hope shook her head leaning against the seat "Impossible."
"So, fill me in on this emergency that couldn't wait for two days." Hope began, switching her heels for boots Isaac brought for her, before attempting to pull on Isaac's zip hoodie she took from the backseat, stopping at his silence "Isaac?"
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"You do realise this is my car not a changing room?" Isaac joked, motioning to Hope's now less than glamorous appearance.
"Stop complaining and get on with it." Hope rolled her eyes, noticing Isaac's nervous glance as she pulled her hair into a ponytail "Oh i know that look, we're not to be doing this supposed plan, are we?"
