i always come back

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hope's POV
i grab a sword as i make my way onto the scorched roof. the dragon is crimson red, with marmalade eyes. "hope! get out of here now!" my dad yells at me, i don't listen. instead, i throw myself at the dragon and cut it with the sword, chanting an explosion spell. i fall to the ground after defeating the creature. after that, it's complete and utter darkness.

hayley's POV
i rush over to klaus who's holding my daughter unconscious. "klaus! what happened?" i yell, tears in my eyes. he looks up at me, with a few tears rolling down his cheeks. "she's gone, love." he said. at first, i just stand there, feeling my tears build up from a sea into a tsunami. i then turn around and fall into elijah's arms.

eventually, elijah calms me down and takes me inside only to see my daughters dead body lying on her bed. i go over and hold her soft hand. " i never knew i could love someone so much." i whisper, loud enough that everyone can hear. klaus taps my shoulder and then bends down. "you were a beautiful mother, hayley." he says. i smile with even more tears. "you were an amazing father, klaus." i mutter back.

eventually, it's just me and hope's corpse. i hold her hand even tighter when it comes to me that i'll never hear her voice again, see her smile, or laugh. my heat begins to shatter just thinking about the fact that my little girl is gone. i let go of her hand and turn to leave when i hear a large gasp. i turn around quickly to see hope sitting up straight. "mom!" she yells. i run over and hug her ever so tight. "i thought i lost you, hope." i say, crying my eyes out. her sapphire eyes meet mine as i slowly realise what's going on.

klaus' POV
"it's alright, love. you'll get the hang of it eventually." i smirk at hope. it's been only one week since hope transitioned into a full tribrid, which means her bloodlust will be the worst the world has ever seen, even worse than stefan, now that's saying something. "dad, i think we'll try again tomorrow. believe it or not, tribrids get tired too." hope mutters before heading back up to the school.

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