Alexandria Laughlin Marshall (TO)

God's Gonna Trouble the Water (part 3)

    Freya, Hope and I get to the werewolf camp early, so we help set up Hayley's casket for the ceremony. Once Freya starts to set up a spell around it, I walk back off the dock to make sure Hope is ok. I then go to take my phone out of my back pocket, to remember that I left it at the Compound. I know that my phone will be blowing up from my friends at school because I haven't been on it for the past couple of days.

But I push the thoughts out of my head, and I start walking into the woods. I walk farther and farther in not exactly knowing where I'm going until I make it to a clearing. I recognize it, but can't place my finger on it till I see the three large claw marks on a nearby tree. I recognize it as the clearing where Hayley taught me how to control my turning. She showed how what I had was a gift, not a curse. The first time I ever, fully in control, shifted into wolf form, I had put three huge claw marks in the tree. I remember the memory so vividly like it was yesterday; I know it's cliche, but it's true.

I don't why I came here, it's like my feet wanted me to come here. I look up at the night sky, and I hope that Hayley can hear me on the Otherside. For some reason, I feel closer to her here, than I've felt since she died.

So I whisper, "Thank you, Aunt Hayley. I just want you to know that you gave me a home and a family for the first time in my life that I could count on. You were always there for me. And I promise that I will be there for Hope as best I can, and I will try and help her move on. But I can't promise that either of us will ever move on completely." Tears start to fill my eyes, and I don't even try to stop them. I then add, "I just wanted you to know that, and hope that I will see you soon, and know that you have found peace... Goodbye, Aunt Hayley." I smile slightly, with a tear running down my face. It's almost as if I can feel her presence embrace me. But as soon as I feel it, it's gone. I let out a breath controlling myself, and I slowly walk back to the camp.

Once the glow of the camp's lights come into view, I see that more people have arrived. I see Josh and Vincent standing next to a man I think is Marcel. As I start to walk back towards the docks, I see Keelin walking to the camp out of the corner of my eye. I turn with a relieved smile. Keelin jogs up to me, and she' says with a supporting smile, "Hey."

I smile, "Hi." She doesn't even have ask, and I say, "Freya's by the docks." She smiles and nods, putting a supportive hand on my forearm as she passes.

I continue to walk back to the docks, but something catches my eye. I look over to a nearby tree to see "Hayley Marshall" carved into the trunk of a tree. I walk over to it, and I smile putting my hand over the smooth wood. I then get an idea. I go through my head for the spell, and I finally remember. I start to whisper, closing my eyes placing my hand against the carved letters, "Phesmatos malus navis calor beatitudinem...phesmatos malus navis calor beatitudinem...phesmatos malus navis calor beatitudinem." I feel the magic leave my body and move to the trees. I pull my hand away, I open my eyes smile slightly. As I place my hand slightly back on the tree I can feel the spell working. I made it so anyone that came to visit this tree would feel happiness and warmth like a home, something that Hayley gave to most of the supernaturals in New Orleans; it felt like the right thing for people to remember when they visited her.I then finally make my way back to the dock. Hope and I share small smiles as I walk over to meet her. I stand next to Hope, as Freya starts to speak. "People will forget the things you said, forget the things you did, but no one ever forgets the way you made them feel. Hayley Marshall..." I can see Freya holding back tears trying not to show emotion "made me feel like I was a part of a family. And when the realities of this life became too much to bear, we shouldered them together." A small smile forms on my face, knowing the ways Hayley did this for me. "We laughed, we cried. When I failed, she lifted me up. And when I succeeded, she danced by my side. And she did that for all of us." Freya looks at Hope and I, and I take Hope's hand. Freya continues, "No one will ever be able to replace her or heal the pain we feel at her loss. But we can honor her with our actions and with our words... We can love each other the way she would've wanted us to love."

I close my eyes for a moment to control my tears, taking a deep breath. I then open them, to see Lisina slowly put down the lighted torch. The coffin is set ablaze. Both Hope and I turn towards the boat carrying the coffin. Then another member of the pack pushes the boat towards the middle of the lake.

I hear Hope whisper, "Good-bye, Mom."

As we watch the boat float off, I let a tear slip down my face. I then feel the presence of an original, and I know it's Klaus. I step back, and Hope looks back at me. But she looks to the person walking towards her and sees her dad as he takes her hand.

I walk over to Freya, as I strike of lighting goes down not far away. Freya leans to Lisina, "Things are probably gonna get ugly."

Lisina nods and yells to the rest of the people, "Let's pack it in, everyone. Take shelter."

As everyone starts to walk back to land, Freya puts her arm around my shoulder and she gives me a small smile. As I look back in front of us, I let another tear fall down my face. We slowly start to walk with the rest of the group back to camp. 

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this is a super depressing chapter, sorry 😬. but i hope you enjoyed, and thanks for 25k reads that insane!!

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