Hope Mikaelson

Chapter 46: Our Demons

Song of this chapter: Smoke and Mirrors- Demi Lovato
"Waiting till the demons come."

Stiles' P.O.V:

I walk down the long corridor, and as I walk down each door I hear voices from behind them. Some of them laughter, some crying, and some screaming. These were Hopes memories, and I felt like I was some what violating her privacy. Do these doors reveal her deepest darkest secrets? I knew that behind these doors were some things that I did not want to see, but I was going to have to see then in order to find Hope, and kill Anastasia.

The question is though, which one first? I work in order, so I walk to the first door, and open it. This door was white like many others, so I'm guessing it isn't that bad.

Behind the door, I find Hope around the age of 14 sitting on the bed sobbing. Her eyes were red, and all she could do was stare at the wall. A few more minutes, later I walk in holding a cup of hot chocolate. I then sit down next to her, and put my arm around her shoulder. I remember this. This was Hopes first heartbreak, after the asshole Cameron broke up with her.

He couldn't even break up with her in person, so he did it through text. I remember I could hear her crying from my room, and I got tired of it, so I went to her room. She started sobbing in my chest, and I remember sitting there for a solid ten minutes, but I didn't move, because I knew she needed me there. Eventually, she fell asleep after the exhaustion of crying.

While watching this I saw from the corner of my eye, Hope. Not the 14 year old Hope. The real Hope. My Hope. She was just watching the scene that played in front of her eyes lifelessly. I walk up to her, and stand in front of her.

However, it's like she didn't even see me. Instead of looking at me, it seemed she was staring right through me. I tried shaking her, but my hands went right through her.

"Hope." I say.

She then looks at me for a second, and then she fades. I guess this was going to be harder then I thought. I watched the rest of the memory, until the door appeared again. I opened it, and I was back in the corridor full of white doors, and that stupid red door at the end.

I walk a bit more down the corridor, and then open a random door. A white one. I open it, and I instantly know which one it is. Hope was stood frozen still while I stared at her with fire in my eyes. This was the moment I found out Hope was a witch. I remember feeling so angry, because she faked that she didn't know about the supernatural when she was born as one.

"You shouldn't have screamed at her." A voice says from behind me.

I spin around to reveal Anastasia. I lunge at her with the sword, but the sword doesn't go in her. The sword goes through her.

"I'm not here. Try harder." She then slowly fades away.

I watch the rest of the memory once again like I did last time, and then exited when it finished. At this point I knew I was going to have to go through the red door. It was obvious. The question was though, was I prepared to see what was behind it?

Deaton once said, "We all have our own red door. The deepest regret you have that is in your mind. Behind that red door is what you wish to never show anyone."

I walked up to the red door, and stopped. Come on Stiles, this is for Hope. I twist the knob of the door, and I instantly knew this was different from any other memory I had visited.

I walked inside, and I felt the memory swallowed me up. Should I tell you how I know this is different? Because, instead of watching this dream I was living it.

I knocked on Hopes bedroom door, but she didn't answer. Like other times this occurred, I just walked inside. I looked inside her room, and noticed the bathroom door wide open. I went inside the bathroom, and that's where I saw Hope in the bathtub her face under the water.

I immediately grab her, and she chocks the water out.

"What the hell are you doing?" Says me at the age of 14.

She then starts crying. That's when I remembered this happened in the past, and I was now 18 year old Stiles. That's when her face started to glitch, and I saw parts on Anastasia.

"What the hell." I mutter.

I try and reach for the sword, and realise it was gone.

"No. What kind of wicked game is this? I'm not going to do it."

"Yes Stiles. In order to go back to reality. You're going to have to drown me in Hopes body." She smirks.

That's the end of this chapter. Thank you so much for reading! We hit 5k! Thank you guys so much! I love you all, and hope you are all doing well. Do you feel bad for Stiles? Tell me your thoughts in the comments down below. Anyways till next time, I love you all and don't forget to vote. -Saima