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indxrkness’s Profile Photo━━ hardin scott.
⠀⠀— Hardin's question caught her off guard at first, but then a slight smile made it's way on Hope's lips. There was no way that she was going to leave him alone, not after seeing the way he drank all of the alchool from the bottle and definetly not after seeing the look in his eyes. Eyes, could tell a lot about a person and Hope couldn't help it, she was curious. ❝ As long as we don't go to another party. ❞ The brunette spoke, jokingly, making another smile appear on her face. She was even surprised with how thing whole thing turned out, she didn't expect to have such an eventful night on her first day here.
The streets were pretty much empty, every now and then there would be a passing car or a couple walking but other than that, it was calm. The air was cold and you could hear the sound of their footsteps as they were walking side by side. ❝ You know, i don't blame you for wanting to get out of there. ❞ Hope began, as they continued walking ❝ But i'm just curious why did you even go there in the first place, if you didn't enjoy being there? ❞ She couldn't help it. She really was curious, she could see that there was something else that seem to bother him. ❝ You don't really seem like the party type, after all. I mean, you could've fooled me with your tattos and everything.❞ She said, as she made a small joke as well because she didn't know how he would react. Honestly, she probably wouldn't be surprised if he told her she asked too many question, it was true. She would probably say the same thing to someone, who was asking her so many question. It was just that there was something about him that she couldn't understand. From his whole appereance he seemed really easy to read but when you actually look past that, it didn't make sence. One of Hope's many characteristics was being direct, it was something she got from her father. For him that didn't seem to work very well but that was for other reasons. Just the tought of her dad made Hope smile a little to herself but then she quickly pushed the toughts away, turning her head to focus on Harding who was walking beside her. Considering the fact that he had been drinking, that didn't seem to affect him, at all. Walking beside him made her notice the height difference even more. If she couldn't tell what he was thinking back in the kitchen, then now she was even more clueless. He seemed really closed off, like he had walls built around him and she could relate to that because she used to have those same walls. Eventually you realize that these walls aren't protecting you, in fact they're keeping you from living your life and all that comes with it. ❝ I'm sorry, you don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to. ❞ She spoke, making sure she wasn't being too noisy.Walking by some sort of park, that had benches layed all around it, they sat on one of the benches.The fact that it had gotten late and colder were the reason why it was empty leaving the two to get to know each other, or at least try.

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indxrkness’s Profile Photo━━ hardin scott.
⠀⠀— It was a good thing that they were in the kitchen and not in the living room, because if they were she probably wouldn't be able to hear a word, let alone notice his british accent. Hope's eyes caught a glimpse on his tattos on both of his arms but she didn't look for too long. Hardin, now she could put a name on the face of the stranger. ❝ I'm Hope. ❞ the brunette spoke while looking at him. Hearing his concerns she couldn't help but smile a little and raise an eyebrow. Of course, he would think that, they all probably thought that a young girl at a party in a new place alone wasn't a good idea. And they were right, if the girl was anyone other than Hope. She wasn't just anybody, after all. ❝ I came alone. ❞ She began, still with a smile on her face. ❝ I mean, i didn't think that i would need backup. It's just a party, after all. ❞ the youngest Mikaelson continued, her blue eyes looking at him to see his reaction. He was tall, too tall so she had a hard time looking him in the eyes because of the height difference. By looking at him, it was clear to her that he wasn't very happy to be here, at least not as happy as all of the other people at that party. There was something in his eyes, but she couldn't put her finger on it, sadness maybe? Maybe the reason she could see it was because she was full of it, too. She nodded her head, pushing the thoughts away and spoke again. ❝ If you don't think it's such a good idea for me to be here, then why are you here? ❞ Obviously, he knew something she didn't, he knew that this place maybe wasn't a good idea then why was he there? It was quite obvious that one of the reasons was the alchool but other than that, what else? If someone wanted to get drunk they could do it at home, too. ❝ I mean if you enjoyed the party so much, you would be in there with your friends.❞ she said tilting her head in the direction of the door and the continued ❝ You wouldn't be standing here, talking to me. ❞ The words escaped her mouth and she wasn't even sure if she had the right to ask him that, she didn't even know him.
Actually, maybe it was easier this way, to talk to a stranger than to someone that you know. Hope had her fair share of communication problems so she wasn't the one to judge but it things were so simple for him, maybe he wouldn't be there, alone, trying to get away from the loud music and the crowd. Or perhaps she was just overthinking, one of her many weaknesses. He looked like the type of guy to be at every party, getting drunk and doing who knows what but his eyes were saying something very diffrent. One thing was clear though, no matter how hard things got in her life Hope couldn't see herself living that type of life. No matter how fun and carefree these people at this party seemed she could see that they all were missing something and that's why they were here, just like her. She came to start over and that was exactly what she was doing, starting over at a party talking to a stranger in the kitchen.

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itshopemikelson’s Profile Photohope mikaelson.
⠀⠀— Fresh start was something that anyoned needed at some point in their lives and for Hope Mikaelson, the time for a fresh start has finally arrived. Now that the youngest Mikaelson had graduated from The Salvatore Boarding school it was time for her to move on. At first, she wasn't sure what she wanted to do with the rest of her life, of course she enjoyed the life she had up until this point, but was chasing and fighting mosters something she wanted to do for the rest of her life? After a long time of searching for the answer to that question she found out that the answer was no.
Just like any other kid her age Hope applyed to a few universities but there was one particular that she was looking forward to hear from and that was The Washington Central University. So, of course when she got the news that she was accepted she was really happy. Although she couldn't help but feel like she was betrayed her friends, who were all going to stay in Mystic Falls, going away seemed selfish but they all supported her anyway.
Currently standing in the middle of the university's yard with the cold, autum air brushing through her skin, making her hair fly all over the place, Hope felt full of optimism that maybe this was going to work, after all. She took a deep breath and walked through the doors, and the rest of the day was spent with the formalities of moving into her new home. Her room was decent, it was big enough with enough lighting coming through the windows. Her roomate was girl, who apparently was styding economics but what she really wanted to study was psychology. So far everything seemed great which with her luck seemed odd.
The Washington Central University, was a place full with different kinds of people, buzzing with excitment from freshmens and complaints from seniors. After classes the whole university was talking about some party to kick off the new school year, so naturally everyone was going and that included Hope. She wasn't usually the one to go to parties but since this was a new begging she could be anyone, now. That's how Hope found herself in a big house, the location chosen for the party, surrounded by drunk university students, dancing, drinking and playing games. That's when she noticed an interesting group of people. There were a few girls and boys, all of them with tattos and they looked like they were having a great time, too. Only one of them seemed like he wasn't very happy to be there, he was tall, dark with a lot of tattos just like the rest of their group but he was the only one who wasn't laughing as loud as the rest.
After some time, Hope decided to explore the house and ended up in the kitchen. Stepping further she noticed the guy from before, the one with the tattos. He was alone, filling his cup with alchool. Hope raised her eyebrows ❝ Looks like i'm not the only one who wanted to be alone. ❞ she spoke with a small smile on her lips, this was her new start and it was time she meet some new people.

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⠀⠀— The witch's words made complete sence, which is why Hope decided that she was right and she was most likely panicking without a reason. After all they had all forgotten about her so there was nothing to worry about. ❝ You're right, Lizzie. I'm being ridiculous. ❞ The bruntte spoke, softly while rubbing the back of her head. ❝ I'll try and relax, i promise. ❞ The words came out of her mouth and with them came a little reassuring smile, to convince her friend that she was going to be okay, and she was going to be.
After Lizzie left, the tribrid was alone in her room, lying on her bed, head full of thoughts, unable to fall asleep. Not that anyone could blame her, she was pretty sure that anyone in her position wouldn't be able to sleep right now. The only light in the room was coming from her window where the moon found a place where it could sneek trought the curtains. The light was falling right on her face, making it even harder for the girl to give in and close her eyes. After a while the tiredness took over and the brunette's eyes closed slowly and her breathing became more slow and even.
In the morning Hope woke up feeling optimistic that everything was going to be okay, just like Lizzie said, that was at first, at least. Now that it was time for the witch to head downstairs she was becoming more anxious with every second. A knock on the door pulled her out of her thoughts, making her jump from her bed, luckily it was Lizzie. Hope tried to hide her anxiety by smiling at her friend. Taking a deep breath she looked at the blonde and finally spoke ❝ Let's go before i change my mind. ❞ Right after these words, both girls made their way trought the hallway, staying close to each other as if they expected someone to attack them any second. At one point, while they were walking Hope looked at Lizzie ❝ Thank you, for sticking with me. If it wasn't for you i don't think i would be anywhere near the school right now. ❞ The brunette spoke while walking and her blue eyes were focused on the other witch. It was true, this was all possible thanks to Lizzie, if it wasn't for her who knows how long it would've taken her to come here, that is if she ever decided to come. Thinking about it, it was most likely that Hope might have never come, she would've probably left town and never come back.
The cafeteria was buzzing with laughter, shouting and everyone was hopping from one table to another. All of that was just a reminder of what Hope had before she lost everything after jumping into the pit. The two girls made their way to one table that was free, witch was a miricle considering that the whole school was there. At first everything was fine and that made Hope a bit more relaxed.No one was paying much attention to her, it wasn't like she was the first new witch to come to school so it was normal. That is until Josie appeared right in front of them, and right next to her was Landon. Hope didn't know what to say so she looked over to her friend for help.

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⠀⠀— The Mikaelson family, was the most powerful and the oldest family of vampires, Hope's father Niklaus was the first hybrid, and Hope was the first and only tribird. The family had survived ceturies and no one was able to take them down, they were unstoppable, until the universe found a loophole, that was Hope. The youngest Mikaelson was the reason for the downfall of her family, her parents Hayley and Klaus. No one in history was able to take the Mikaelson family down and now their on flesh and blood was resposible for the death of her parents, at least the's what she believed. Even after time passed and she eventually learned to live with the pain of her lost parents, Hope still blamed herself for everything that had happened. She couldn't help but wonder if they would've been better off if she was never born in the first place, after all she wasn't supposed to even exist, it wasn't normal for someone like her, with such power, to walk the Earth. All of her doubs heightened when the lates moster, The Necromancer, enetered the school and messed with the tribird's head. His words that her dad watches over her but won't be able to find peace echoed in her minds, days after she had heard them. The young witch really hoped that these were lies told to punish her and she deserved it. She couldn't bare to know that, not only was she the reason for her father's death but also the reason why he couldn't find peace. For her it was obvious that she won't find peace, at least no anytime soon. These thoughts only got worse with the days that passed and she had to do something about it. Hope set her mind, trying to figure out a way to know for sure if that was true. She knew that she couldn't just ask the monster, she had to find out herself. A few days passed and she came up with a plan. She found a spell, black magic spell, that she could use to send herself to the other side and make sure her dad was alright. Of course it was very dangerous and required a lot of power that only she had. There was a chance she could get suck there, but right now she didn't care. The brunette casted the spell without a mistake and found herself on the other side. She wondered the streets of her hometowm, New Orleans, for a while, not really knowing where to look. That was unnecessary, she spotted her dad. Her breathing became harder, her eyes filled with tears, she didn't know how to approche him so she watched and followed him for a while. Of course, her dad being the great Klaus Mikaelson figured someone was following him. At first he thought it was her mother, by the sound of her name Hope began to tremble, but it was his daughter. The moment their eyes met Hope was spechless. ❛ Dad. ❜ she said at last. His voice, his scent, everything was so real. ❛ I'm fine. ❜ she managed to answer him, she was still in shook and she was going to give him the details later. She didn't waste time and rapped her arms around him, crying while whispering ❛ I've missed you so much! ❜.

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⠀⠀— The youngest Mikaelson was certainly no stranger to death, whatever she did, wherever she went it seemed to follow her like a curse. Maybe she was in fact cursed, cursed to witness the death of her loved ones just like it had happened with her parents. Although, people seemed to think that when something like this happens, you grief, you're heartbroken but eventually he learn to live with it, somehow. As for the young witch, even after so much time had passes, she still hadn't learned how to live it, especually when she still blamed herself. This obviously wasn't going to bring her parents back but she just couldn't help it. Lately, death has been knocking on her door, quite literally actually. She witnessed her headmaster's death wife coming back from the death, but as a zombie, and also there was Raf's girlfriend who also came back, again as a more darker version of herself. As it turned out, all of these events had been leading to the Necromancer's master plan.
The night had fallen over Mystic Falls, the sky was dark shade of blue filled with stars spred across the whole sky. The brunette found herself walking through the streets of the small town, that she knew all too well, now. Although the air was cold and refreshing, Hope couldn't help but feel like she was suffocating, like she had this weigh on her that was keeping her from taking a deep breath. The streets were almost empty, only a few people had chosen to take a late evening walk like her. Hope's shoes were clicking on the ground as she was walking but the sound suddenly stopped as she felt presence. Turning around swiftly, Hope faced the person she thought she would never see again. Her father. He was dead, she had to remind herself, but it was hard considering he was stading right in front of her. Maybe her mind was playing tricks on her. ❛ Dad? ❜ The tribird spoke softly, not being able to move. Her eyes wer already filled with tears, and she wasn't sure what to do. Hearing his voice, made it seem so...real. If this was some kind of sick joke, it definitely wasn't funny. ❛ Dad, is that really you? ❜ She dared to ask at last, although she was afraid of the answer. What if this was just another plan of the Necromancer to try and mess with her head? ❛ But you're dead. You can't - ❜ she made a pause, she couldn't finish her sentence, it was all to much. All the pain, guilt, all of it came back even stronger than before. Hope couldn't bring herself to move closer to him because just the thought that he might not be real was enough to send her into a dark place. She couldn't bare losing him again. The tears were streaming down her cheeks and she found it difficult to breath. Placing her hand on her stomach, Hope closed her eyes for a second but when she opened them her dad was still standing there, now even closer than before. Was she going crazy? Looking him in the eyes, they were the same as before, still holding so much love for her as they once did back when he was alive.

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⠀⠀— this is a story, our story ...
about trying to be normal in a world that
it's anything by.
the only question is: will we be it's heroes
or its villians?
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sometimes the little girl who is afraid of the ᴅᴀʀᴋ becomes the thing she fears

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⠀⠀— this is a story, our story ...
about trying to be normal in a world that
it's anything by.
the only question is: will we be it's heroes
or its villians?
(( followedback! ))
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