Hope Mikaelson. Thats the name she was given at birth. But, it's not the name she goes by now. The Mikaelson's got Bonnie Bennet to put a spell on Hope so that their enemies couldn't find her, as she goes off with Rebekah, safe from the enemies tha...
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Once upon a time there was a princess, who's life was in danger. Her parent's were planning to send her away, with a trusted family member, to keep the princess safe.
They trusted a witch to do a spell on the child to make her untraceable, so their many enemies could never find her. But that faith was miss trusted, for after the spell, the witch whisked the child away, to where she thought she would be safe.
She gave her to a knight in shining armor and his damsel to keep the child safe, for she was innocent in a cruel world, born into a cruel family, and she viewed nothing would change the family. And so she grew up, not with her biological family, but family none the less.
The deal was to never tell the girl where she came from, not even that they weren't related, so the girl would grow up far away from the monsters that go bump in the night, like her biological family.
And this is where our story begins...
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|| Hope Salvatore's POV ||
I feel the sun hitting my face, my eyes slowly blinking open. Did I seriously forget to shut the blinds last night? Too lazy to care, I just pick my pillow up and place it on top of my head so I don't have to face the world.
I hear my door creak open, quiet footsteps on my floor. So not Mom or Dad, that only means one other person:
"Hopey! Wake up!" Stefanie says, jumping onto my bed, before jumping onto me. How are we related?
"No." I say as quickly as I can, holding my pillow down onto my face. This day is not here yet. This day will never come, I never wanted it to come- so why the hell did it have to come? This is the day we put all of our things (that aren't already) into boxes and then get into the car and never look back. When we get into the car, we turn our back on Mystic Falls, only communicating with out friends by our phones.
The day we move and leave our childhood home behind.
I feel Stefanie bend down next to me, sneaking her head under the pillow to whisper, "Don't make me get Dad."
"Shut up."
"Hey!" She rips the pillow off of my face, only to throw it back down. I let out a groan, before sitting up.
"If that's how you want to play this-" I grab the pillow she used against me and jump onto her, pinning her to the bed. She squirms out from under me like the worm she is and grabs my other pillow, wacking me with it. I use my pillow as defense and offense, before the door creaks open again.
