Last Hope

by thatwritersdream

For almost eight years, hiding Hope was not a problem, in fact- it was quite easy. But the thing no one knew was that the cloaking spell on Hope was wearing out, making it easy to track her. Now that she's been found, it's a race against time to hide her once again. But the only safe place left to go is the very place that caused Rebekah to take Hope in. Home to New Orleans.

1. Chapter 1

Here is the first chapter to my first Original's fanfiction and I hope you enjoy it but first here are something's to know.

-Hope is seven about to turn eight

-The witch with Rebekah is some made up character named Avery Williams

-Elijah and Hayley love each other but aren't together

-Cami left after the season finale

Hope you like it!

Chapter One

Dear Hayley, Klaus, and Elijah,

Hope is doing just fine, growing up to be a sweet, gentle, caring child- whom hopefully will bloom into an outstanding adult. She often asks about her mother and father, highly curious she is indeed, so I warn now, if she were to ask any bogus questions- well that is my doing. Last time you wrote to me, you asked if she was using magic, and the answer is no. The witch I found, who I trust with Hope is named Avery Williams. Avery is good to Hope, and is also the reason I do not tell Hope of magic or vampirism, because Hope is still only seven years old, and if exposed to this life so young could possibly ruin her nature. Therefore I shall wait longer to tell her the truth of who she is.

Hayley, your baby girl is a beautiful ray of sunshine, and I am thankful to be the one to watch over her- though I know above all, you must envy the step stones of Hope growing up. Her first steps, first words, her first time going to the toilet properly. Which is why, I tried to record those moments for you. You also asked if I've give her your letter. Not quite yet, not until she is old enough to fully understand.

"Tell mama I love her." Hope smiles up to her aunt, who had been writing.

Rebekah smiled at the energetic child, "Of course."

Hope also wants me to tell you Hayley that she loves you. Now I bid you far well.

Sincerely,

Rebekah

"Auntie Beks?" Hope curiously peered over the tall redwood desk edge, standing on the tips of her toes.

Rebekah already tell that Hope was going to just like her mother. Hope already had the long chocolate brown hair, with the warm inviting smiles that would get her anything she wanted. Hope already proved that she had the heart of her mother, standing for something she believed in- even if that belief at the time was that her classroom fish, Bubba, should be able to be taken home by the students. Hope really had gotten into it, claiming it was only fair.

Rebekah had a talk with the Hope's teacher, apologizing for Hope's behavior. It was that same night that Rebekah showed Hope the movie Finding Nemo, pausing at the part where there was a picture Darla was holding a dead fish in a bag. Rebekah had told Hope that would happen if everyone took Bubba home. A horrified Hope apologized the next day at school.

"Yes darling?" Rebekah answers her curious niece, who was eyeing the cream colored envelope on her desk.

"Where are mama and daddy at?" Hope's brown eyes peered up to the blond vampire's in anticipation.

These were the frequently asked questions of the seven year old hybrid. Where was mama and daddy? Who is Uncle Elijah and Uncle Marcel? Who is our family? Who is my gandma and grandpa? It left Rebekah racking her brain for some answer without the supernatural or without the fact that her grandfather wants her and her father dead or the fact that Hope's grandmother tried to sacrifice her the first day she was born.

Rebekah smiled affectionately, "Your mother and father are back at home making sure that our home is safe."

"Why isn't our home safe?" Hope's curiosity was spiking up.

Hesitating on her an answer, a lie easily forming in her head with yet another fictional story. "Hope your mother is making sure you'll be safe at home while your father, alongside with your Uncles Marcel and Elijah, are fighting the bad people to who want to hurt the princess."

Hope's eyes lit up, "Am I the princess?"

Rebekah smiled sadly at how naïve the young girl was. This is how Rebekah would keep her if it were her choice. She'd keep Hope sheltered, away from New Orleans, away from home and from danger. She'd do anything to protect Hope's purity and innocence-even kill for it.

"Of course you are darling." Rebekah cooed.

The soft sound of footsteps reached Rebekah's heighten hearing, causing her to tense up before relaxing at the familiarly. The footsteps where soft, almost soundless, but only one person in this house was so silent when walking- which came in handy when chasing Hope.

"Hope, you lunch is ready on the table." Avery Williams announced stepping into Rebekah's study.

Hope bounced back so her feet were flat on the ground, an excited smile slipping onto her face. Every day, and every time food is mentioned- Hope always got excited, something that was good and bad. Good because Hope loved to eat anything, and bad because Hope loved food more than anything. Sometimes Rebekah worried if that was child's weak spot- food instead of candy- especially pizza.

"Macaroni and cheese?" Hope questioned.

Avery laughed with a nod, "With apple slices and water."

With that Hope didn't hesitate for a second longer, she was already out of the study with her footsteps pounding down the stairs into the kitchen were lunch waited. Hope didn't wait, sitting in her chair while happily spooning the cheesy pasta into her mouth swinging her little legs back and forth. Rebekah chuckled in her seat, listening to Hope's loud munching. Hope has yet to learn to eat with her mouth close.

"How are thing in new Orleans?" Avery questioned, gently grabbing the cream envelope.

Rebekah sighed, "Not doing entirely good. Vampires and werewolves are yet again hostile towards one other, with the witches and human factions weaseling their way in there as well. Klaus is having a difficult time defusing the situation, we aren't worried about the vampires, or the werewolves or the humans."

"And why is that?" Avery inquired, titling her head to the side of her only vampiric friend.

"The werewolves would protect Hope no matter what because Hope is basically royalty to them. Humans are easily expandable and the vampires are loyal to Marcel and marcel is loyal to Klaus, with the exception of some of these factions against the idea of being loyal to Klaus." Rebekah says, twirling her pen.

"I don't understand, I thought no one knew about Hope being alive." Avery baffled.

Rebekah shook her head, "That is because they don't, which makes this a messy situation. We can't tell them the truth onto why, but we ask for their loyalty not knowing if we'd betray them or not. That and my mother and father seem to be alive, along with my traitorous brother Finn."

"Finn is the brother who wants to see you dead, and the other-Kol?"

"Kol, I miss him dearly despite our difference or how much he annoys me, I miss him." Rebekah sighs. "But that's beyond the point. My mother wants nothing more than Hope's power. My father wants Niklaus and Hope dead, and my brother would like nothing more to see us all dead."

"And if you died?"

Rebekah looked at the redheaded witch in the eyes, "All of my and my families vampire bloodline will die with us, hence the end of the vampire race. Can you please send that letter now? You know we can't send it by mail."

Avery obediently nodded, eyes trained onto the as she muttered softly under her breath, "No viena uz otru. Nosūtīt šo ar liesmu. Lznīcināt vienreiz lasīt. Atrodami veids." Both woman watched as the envelope lit up in a flame, disappearing without a trace.

"You impress me every time Avery. How is your magic practice?"

Avery shrugs, "It's going just fine, though the spells in the book you gave me is quite difficult to read."

Rebekah nodded standing up, "That's because it is my mothers, and Hope will need someone to teach her those spells- which is why you learn them, that and plus if needed-" Rebekah glanced at Avery. "You are my secret weapon if things go that far."

Avery, momentarily frozen watched as Rebekah walked away. Surprised before opening her mouth, "You said you'd never use me in that way!"

"No, I believe I said I would never use you in that way unless Hope's safety in jeopardized." Rebekah offered a small smile. "But believe me when I say this, I do care for you just like for Hope, but Hope-"

"Is powerful, I understand." Avery sighed. "Don't worry; I'll be your little witchy warrior."

With that Avery left the study, descending the stairs into the kitchen, glancing at the mess Hope made with her macaroni and cheese. A small smile graced Avery's pink lips, but just for a second, she felt a strong hatred for the young child, hating herself for even feeling that way towards Hope. Still, it was always there in the back of Avery's mind that no matter what little Hope knew, Avery's life was in the hands of a small child. Rebekah then came into the kitchen, smiling lovingly at Hope, who had cheese all over her mouth.

"You are so messy." Rebekah laughed, taking a napkin to Hope's face. "Darling, I think you should go get yourself cleaned up? We are all going to animal shelter."

Hope's eyes lit up, "Really!? Can I get a puppy?"

"Of course, but now please go get yourself cleaned up."

Hope glanced at Avery, "Can I dress myself today Avery?"

Avery smiled at the excited child, "Of course."

Hope ran back up the step, Avery watching after her with a small frown. Somehow, she despised the idea of dog, being a cat lover herself.

"Is a good idea to get a pet?" Avery questioned, not hiding her disgust.

Rebekah rolled her eyes, "Yes Avery, because it teaches Hope a little about responsibility, plus she won't be so lonely around the house."

"I get that, but a mutt?"

"Yes, a dog, which is what Hope has wanted all year, and plus it's an early birthday present, since she turns eight in three days."

"In three days, why now?" Avery whined.

"Because in three days, we won't be here." Rebekah reviled, sighing.

Avery's eyes widen. "Why not?"

"We've been found out- or at least I have. So you are going to take her to the train station, and take her to the border of Mexico. There, find a vampire by the name of Daniel and tell him Rebekah sent you. He has two passports ready for you." Rebekah paused. "I need you to use a spell and change Hope's appearance."

Avery nod, "I understand, but what about you?"

"I'm going to throw who ever found me off my trail; I'll go to Canada, before I meet you. But once you get to Mexico, there is a house there. No human contact with the outside world, that is the mistake I made here. Hope can no longer co-exist with the outside world."

"That will make her question- but why didn't you tell me any of this earlier!?" Avery exclaimed.

"Hush, because we have people watching this house despite the spell you put up to make us soundproof. So here's the story if you are caught, Hope is your little sister names Alison, you are both witches whom lost their parents and whom I found." Rebekah put her hand on Avery's shoulders. "If needed to, tell Hope the truth, and tell her I am sorry I couldn't accompany her, but this is my promise I made her father. To protect her."

"What about the puppy?" Avery meekly asked.

Rebekah smiled sadly, "Please do try to obtain the dog. Now I bid farewell."

"Auntie Beks." The soft whisper caught Rebekah's attention, the tearful chocolate haired child stood in the kitchen doorway. "Please don't leave me Auntie Beks! I don't want you to go!" Hope cried, running and hugging Rebekah's leg. "Why are you leaving."

"Oh baby girl." Rebekah sighed sadly, going down on her knees to become eye level with Hope. "Do you remember that story I told you? About the bad guys trying to find you?"

"Yes." Hope whispered.

Rebekah brushed a long strand of her brown hair behind her ear, "They found us. Found me. I can't let them know you are here okay? I promised, I made a promise to your father- that no matter what- I would protect you." Rebekah got tears in her eyes. "That is exactly what I am going to do."

"No!" Hope cried, but Rebekah already had her in place, eyes dilating.

"You are going to fall asleep until Avery tell you to wake up, do you understand? Now sleep." Rebekah softly compelled, watching as Hope's eyes closed and her knees giving out. Rebekah caught her with ease, brushing her hair. "This is a hard thing for me to do, I hope you understand that. Please forgive me, but it's for the best." Giving her a kiss of the forehead, Rebekah picked Hope up and gave her to Avery. "Grab the spell book and run. I trust you to keep her alive, and if you fail Avery- I don't care what promise we made- I will kill you."

With that threat, Rebekah was out the door in a matter of seconds, feeling the presence of a fellow vampire chasing after her.

In New Orleans

Davina was in the middle of practicing a spell that harvested a lot of magic, one that would allow her access to Esther's magic directly. It was difficult and dangerous, but it was exactly what they needed to gain the up hand on the witches. That was when the spell letter came in, appearing in a thick flame in front of her. Mikaelson was scribbled onto the front, letting Davina know exactly whom it was for. She didn't wait to leave the spell room Klaus set up for her in the compound, sure they weren't on the best of terms, but Davina tolerated him enough for both Marcel and Hayley.

"Klaus! Hayley! Elijah!" Davina called, and Hayley was in front of her in a matter of seconds, causing the twenty three year old witch to jump back.

"Sorry." Hayley smiled sheepishly. "I don't think I will ever get use to that."

"You will love." Klaus's British accent reassured, walking into the hall accompanied with Elijah.

"I presume that is a letter from Rebekah." Elijah says, gesturing to the letter in Davina's hand, who nodded in return and handed it to Hayley, before leaving the Original family alone to read the letter themselves.

"It's your turn Hayley." Elijah said gently to the hybrid he was affectionate for. Once eight years ago, he thought he'd lost her, and something inside of him broke down, and emotion he hadn't felt for a long time that made him realize that deep down, he really did love Hayley.

Hayley nodded, taking in a shaky breath. It happened every time a letter came in, she would get nervous about what the letter contained within its words. Worried for bad new and wanting for good news, worried about how her daughter was growing up. Slowly, Hayley opened the cream envelope, unfolding the letter, carefully pronouncing each and every word the letter contained.

Dear Hayley, Klaus, and Elijah,

Hope is doing just fine, growing up to be a sweet, gentle, caring child- whom hopefully will bloom into an outstanding adult. She often asks about her mother and father, highly curious she is indeed, so I warn now, if she were to ask any bogus questions- well that is my doing. Last time you wrote to me, you asked if she was using magic, and the answer is no. The witch I found, who I trust with Hope is named Avery Williams. Avery is good to Hope, and is also the reason I do not tell Hope of magic or vampirism, because Hope is still only seven years old, and if exposed to this life so young could possibly ruin her nature. Therefore I shall wait longer to tell her the truth of who she is.

Hayley, your baby girl is a beautiful ray of sunshine, and I am thankful to be the one to watch over her- though I know above all, you must envy the step stones of Hope growing up. Her first steps, first words, her first time going to the toilet properly. Which is why, I tried to record those moments for you. You also asked if I've give her your letter. Not quite yet, not until she is old enough to fully understand.

Hope also wants me to tell you Hayley that she loves you. Now I bid you far well.

Sincerely,

Rebekah

Relief spread through Hayley as she read the words written in what looked like quill ink, laughing joyfully at the mentions of her daughter and also most crying when reading the words says she loves you. She felt a warm flare in her heart, a spark of longing ignited. Hayley yearned to hold her baby girl in her arms, to tell her stories and to hold her hand. Hayley wanted that, and she did agree with Rebekah, she was envious of the moments she missed of her daughter growing up, but knew that one day it would be safe for her to come and this would all be worth it.

"Why is it she says I love you to Hayley, but not me? I'm her father." Klaus grumbled.

Hayley laughed, "She must be a mama's girl. In your face."

Klaus frowned, "It isn't polite to taunt." Klaus paused, a grin on his lips. "Wait until she meets me, Hope will love me more.

Hayley shrugged, smiling at Elijah who smiled back. The letter then flamed up, burning quickly to nothing but ash, all evidence of the letter gone- just like what the spell was supposed to do. Sometimes it made Hayley sad to see the letters burn, because there has been some she wished to keep.

"We have a problem!" Marcel yelled, bursting into the room with Davina by his side.

"What is it?" Elijah demanded, the loving face he had gone serious.

"I did the spell that allowed me to look into the house that Rebekah currently lived in through the dream catcher. She was giving demands to the witch, Avery- to take Hope somewhere safe. Then compelled Hope to sleep and was gone. She was found, and this current moment, Rebekah is leading whoever found them off their trail while Hope is taken to safety." Davina rushed out, taking in a deep breath to get air into her system.

Klaus suddenly growled, hitting the wall hard enough to leave a hole. He was pissed, not at his sister (surprisingly), but at the fact that after all these years of being careful, they found his daughter wither they knew it or not.

"She's not safe! Hope is not safe with that witch!" Klaus roared, his eyes turning gold.

"Niklaus, calm down- I'm sure the witch can protect Hope." Elijah reassured his younger brother.

Hayley shook her head, "No Elijah, he's right. I can't- won't trust someone I don't know with my eight year olds daughters life!"

"You don't have a choice." Davina says. "I trust her enough, I know where they are going."

"Plus, if you leave town, Ester or Mikael will fallow you, or send someone after you. Hope is safer in the arms of a stranger than you chasing her down and leading the very people who want to harm her, to her." Marcel says.

Hayley shook her head, "No, we send someone to retrieve her. Someone outside of town we know, who we can trust."

"But we don't know anyone outside of town." Elijah says, raising an eyebrow.

Klaus, calming down, stepped forward, "Perhaps we do. She left after her Uncle died, after the witches tried to sacrifices Hope, after she came to me."

He knew, Klaus knew if they could get a hold of her, they could quietly have her go after Avery and Hope. A person trustworthy with them, someone Divina could easily cloak.

"Who are you talking about?" Hayley questioned.

Marcel eyes widen. He knew exactly who Klaus was talking about, the very woman who left without a word- the very woman he got drunk with and had sex with, the woman he cared for deeply.

"Cami. You're talking about Cami."

Author's Note

So here is my first chapter, and my first Original's fanfiction. I'll be honest; the hardest chapter to ever write is always the first one. Like you don't know if people will like it, or if it makes any sense or if it's going to fast or to slow, so I really hope that you readers enjoyed this first chapter. Oh and I hope that I got all the character traits right-ugh sometimes you make them OC and it just isn't the same. Please review