Sister From Another Mister (The Originals) {Finished}

Chapter Eleven

I was in shock with what I was hearing. The hollow is in Klaus. The twins put it in him.

"Your dad is strong, but that works against him here. The energy will feed off of that strength. He'll quickly go mad, and... it won't be long beforw he's unrecognizable and immposibly dangerous to all of us." Freya told us.

How could Klaus do this? A little bit ago, I was kissing Nicholas and now this.

"Okay, well, how long does that take?" Hope wanted to know. "Days?"

Freya paused. "More like... hours."

"Today?" I asked, shocked.

"Yeah." Freya nodded.

"All right, then we're gonna have to pull the darkness out of him, divide it up again." Hope shrugged.

"And then we end up where we started, with the family scattered to the corners of the world until something calls them back." Freya said.

"Well, then we keep him asleep, okay? He won't be angry when he's asleep. We'll just brick him up in the head garden. That'll at least slow him down." Hope suggested.

"Will that work?" I questioned.

"I need you to hear me on this, girls. There's not enough magic in the world to slow this down." Freya told us.

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I went with Hope to check on her dad in the dungeon. But what we saw, shocked us. Klaus was gone.

"So it's true." Marcel came up to us.

"We have to find him." Hope stated.

"Klaus is dangerous. He could hurt or worse, kill someone." I said.

"It's Mardi Gras out there. The streets'll be packed to the rafters." Marcel told us.

"Well, he'll be the one foaming at the mouth and ranting." Hope said.

"Yeah, exactly. Which is why I don't think it's such a good idea for you two to be our there." Marcel was worried about us.

"It's better than being fatherless." Hope told him.

I nodded, agreeing. My whole life I was fatherless. Klaus was always a father figure to me. I loved him. And I don't want to lose him. I don't want Hope to become fatherless like me.

"That won't happen. We lost mom already, we can't let Hope become fatherless." I replied.

Hope smiled in thanks at me, before we both walked away.

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Hope and I shoved pass the people that crowded in the streets.

"Hey, Hope. Jackson." Marcel ran after us. "Come on, girls. We three know firsthand what he's up against. The voices, the rage..."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, well, Klaus is only like that because he was saving Hope and I."

"Just like always." Hope nodded.

"Look, you put him down, he got back up. You put him down again, the same things gonna happen." Marcel said, trying to pull us to a stop.

Hope whirled around on him. "So, what, I'm an orphan at 15? Jackson is already on orphan at fourteen." Hope asked. "God, you guys are always saying that we need someone to take care of us. Well, who's gonna take care of us if he goes? Uncle Elijah? You? No, of course not. Because you have your own never ending life to live. So, Marcel, just go and let us have our last moments with my father. And Jackson's father figure."