Red (TO & Legacies) Hope Mikaelson

Chapter 10

AN: I'm writing Legacies Season 2 and, also, a surprise crossover too.

Death Keeps Knocking On My door

Lucienne pov

"My lady, i never doubt you, but do you really think it's the right decision?"

I turn to look at Raven and Abaddon, "yes, if we want bigger fish then we need bigger bait. Let the awful necromancer have the knife and then we will bait his other son out. Raven, you go and tell the other to look for any sign of Clarke, but do nothing." he nods, leaving Abaddon here with me.

"We will wait until Necromancer makes his move then you go and save Hope," i told her. "If you don't mind, my lady, one of the demon spot Orion with Michael's army around the school. Might i say, the zombies almost kill Hope Mikaelson."

I turn to look at my loyal demon, who just changed her form from a 10 years old little girl to a blonde teen with a resting bitch face. "Yeah, and they failed." I shrug nonchalantly. "What about Landon? I can take care of him," the blonde teen smiles innocently.

"Change my mind, i will spare his life. Just in case, i need some entertainment."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #Meanwhile (Third pov)

#Salvatore School

"Ah. Ooh. You have a powerful scent of death on you. Uh-huh... It's quite lovely, really" the Necromancer said, still closing his eyes while sniffing the scent around the cell. "I thought maybe we could talk," Hope said back, with a bunch of thick books on her hands.

The girl is trying to distract her mind from thinking about where a certain archangel is. She tried anything, from praying and did the same summoning spell like she used when she was 6 years old, but it seems the archangel doesn't answer her call. While Alaric Saltzman has stopped sending the search party, Klaus has to return to wherever Caroline is and Freya Mikaelson to Keelin. The Mikaelsons promised the young tribrid that they won't stop looking for the archangel.

Hope snapping her finger to release the shackles on Necromancer, the awful looking necromancer sighs while he wonders why a tiny creature has so much powerful death scent around her. "Such a puny creature dares to a dalliance with The Almighty Necromancer?" Hope takes a few steps forward, "well, here's the thing about that. You don't exist."