Inside MALIVORE | HopexClarke |Legacies

19 | Rewrite The Stars

CLARKE'S POV

It does get lonely in here.I didn't feel this kind of loneliness all this time because Hope was there,but now I am actually all alone.I've pledged my allegiance to my father and I have to serve him for as long as he wants me to.I'm going to stay here, get tortured if it means she gets to live her life outside.I'll take the pain with a smile on my face.

You know?I think the real reason behind me wanting to raise my father has never been power,or fear.I think it was love.I believed somewhere in my heart that if I gave so much effort and dedication into raising him,he might actually see me me as his son and not as an imperfection.But he'll never do that.And now I don't even want him to because he crossed all limits when he tried harming Hope.Maybe all this time,I didn't want to admit it out loud because once you say it, it's like you just declared this as the reality.But it's high time I accepted that.

"What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
It's up to you, and it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be"

I sing the lines but miss Hope's presence beside me,how she'd concentrate the whole time I sang and then she'll admire it.But this will never happen again,I can never see her again,let alone sing to her.

I make a mental promise that in some alternate reality,in another lifetime maybe,when we'll meet,I'll serenade her with a beautiful love song,not songs related to my life,my past,those sad songs,but rather songs that will be about the way I feel for her.

"And why don't we rewrite the stars?
Changing the world to be ours

You know I want you
It's not a secret I try to hide
But I can't have you
We're bound to break and my hands are tied."

In some other world,I am sitting by the fireplace singing a love song to Hope and she's sipping on her coffee while it's snowing outside.

HOPE'S POV

I need to get Clarke out.I am done letting people give up their lives trying to save me.And Clarke deserves better than the life he got.

So I set out on a journey to New Orleans at first,a place full of powerful witches,and my hometown.Aunt Freya doesn't recognize at first,as I expected.But then,I explain everything to her and show her proofs of my existence in the house,our pictures and different belongings and then she admits that it has been driving her crazy that she doesn't remember someone who's everywhere at the compound.When she finally believes me,I tell her everything.Everything that has happened in my life in the past few months.

"Hope,I'm so so sorry,I'll...I'll find a way to bring back the memories."

Seeing someone who finally recognizes me,I break down. "Aunt Freya,you don't know how good it feels right now knowing you are recognizing me.And bringing back everyone's memories is the least of my concern now,you have to get Clarke out of the pit first.And then destroy Malivore once and for all,we can't let it rise."

"Hope,I don't..I don't want to disappoint you but I don't think I've ever heard of a spell for this.I didn't even know about this until now."

Aunt Freya is one of the most powerful witches I know.So if she says she doesn't know the spell,it means there ISN'T a spell.Unless...

"Or maybe you do know,but the person who told you was thrown in the pit so you don't remember.Just...please look through all your spellbooks,contact Vincent if you can,contact Aunt Bonnie,ANYONE but I have to get Clarke out,aunt Freya he sacrificed his own freedom for m-mine I-I have to get him out, he's a-all alone in there,you h-have to-"