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[origincltribrid]

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A loud gasp left the blonde’s lips and she shot up abruptly, blue eyes wide as she took in her surroundings. Her hands immediately flew to her neck, vaguely remembering the sensation of a hand wrapping around it and squeezing until it snapped, but she couldn’t remember exactly what happened. Her mind was too busy going a thousand miles a minute. Did she pass out? Did she fall asleep? What was wrong with her? Why couldn’t she remember anything that happened?

Her eyes scanned the room until they landed on a familiar face: her father. Immediately she felt herself relaxed, calmed down by his presence. He always had a calming effect on her, and this time wasn’t any different. “Dad.. What happened?” She reached out to touch him, her hand wrapping around his. 

She frowned when their hands met, her skin brushing against his. Nothing. What? She squeezed his hand. There was nothing there. No spark or surge of energy like she usually felt when she touched her father, or any supernatural being for that matter. It was like.. It was like she lost her magic. A feeling of dread washed over her at that thought. No more magic. 

“What happened to me?” She asked again, this time her voice quiet and void of any emotion. 

[immoralimmortcl]

“it’s eerie, isn’t it?” silas asked from his position behind klaus, making sure that the chains he had in place were bound deep within the wall. the original hybrid was on his knees with his arms stretched out behind him, a wooden stake burrowed deep inside each of his shoulders to keep him from moving too much. “it kind of feels like we’ve been here before, don’t you remember?” he was referring to the time he had tricked klaus into thinking that he had actually stabbed him with a white oak stake. although this time, the pain the hybrid was in was real. 

silas didn’t enjoy torturing people, okay maybe he did from time to time, but this was different. klaus deserved this. he was keeping him from bringing back the love of his life; his soulmate. it was klaus’ fault that he had to suffer at silas’ hand; once again. “do you think anyone’s noticed that you’ve gone missing yet? elijah? hayley?” he looked around expectantly, as if he were waiting for one or both of them to burst in at any moment. “looks like you’re all alone klaus. one of your worst fears come to life.” he pressed down on one of the stakes buried in his shoulder. “you know what i want, klaus. if you give it to me, i can make all of your pain go away.”

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[origincltribrid]

Grief wasn’t something that Hope had to deal with. She never had to deal with the death of someone she loved, or the thought of someone she loved dying. Her family members and loved ones were all virtually indestructible. The notion that someone close to her dying was laughable. But lo and behold, it happened. It happened and Hope didn’t know what to think or how to deal with it. People die all the time. Humans die all the time, or at least that’s what people tell her. Yeah, humans die. Not vampires. This wasn’t something she was expecting, none of them were expecting it, but it happened and Hope still couldn’t wrap her head around it. 

She wasn’t the only one either. Her father was having a hard time especially, harder than everyone else. That was to be expected, of course. After news hit of the death, Klaus had disappeared for a while and Hope hadn’t seen him all day. She wanted to give him space. She also didn’t know how to help him or make him feel better. Hope had spent all her life, the short three years she had been on this earth, being comforted. Comforting others wasn’t something she was exactly skilled in. But the least she could do was try.

Tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, she forced herself to listen to her surroundings, trying to pinpoint her father’s exact location. It only took her a few seconds to find it. It should have been obvious where he was. Shaking her head, she made her way upstairs, knocking on the door that separated her from Klaus. Hope didn’t want to just barge in, so she patiently waited for a response, twiddling her thumbs in a sign of anxiety. 

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