Her vision became blurry with every step she took but one thing remained clear in Hopes head, she needed to save the twins. She wasn't willing to let anybody else die because of her, she couldn't go through that again. As she proceeded through the dark hallways, she lightly pressed her hand onto her stomach. Her whole stomach was drenched in blood. She soon found the source.. a wound made by a dagger. Why wasn't it healing! She asked herself over and over until she lost concretion.
She guided herself forwards with the wall, as she came up to a corner she knew she was getting close, she couldn't trust her vision anymore so she relied on the twin's scent to guide her towards them, she hoped they weren't hurt.
When the scent from the twins had gotten stronger, she heard a slight noise in front of her. Her vision fluttered. She could see glimpses of two woman but that was all she could make out.
"Hope! What the fuck are you doing here, nobody with a fucking brain would come back here, your a idiot." Lizzie snapped.
"Hello to you too," She said weakly, she suddenly found the strength back in her voice and protested, "Nobody else that I care about is dying because of me, I fucking mean that!" Hope explained.
She made her way to Lizzie and felt the chains around her hand, dampening her powers and bounding her to the wall.
"No Hope! Josie first.. they smacked her against the wall, I think she may have a concussion".
She grunted, how could you hurt a kind soul like Josies. She made her way to Josie, ripping the chains from her hands. She lightly shook her to wake her up, but before she could call to her, she felt a hand dragging her backwards.
"Hope Mikaelson! What a pleasure to finally meet you, I have heard so many terrible great things about you!" The figure stated, "The boss really wants you and the twins you know.. nobody wants to make the big man angry."
Hope quickly stood up, hitting the figure in the mouth. Her head was thumping and she wasn't bothered to put in the effort to listening to some crazy thing. She winced with the pain, but she tried to block it out as she made her way towards the figure. All she wanted to do was rip this creature or man, whatever the hell it was, limb by limb. She dug her werewolf claws into his neck, and she pushed it forward and used all the strength she had left to rip his head off his body. She could've went for any other painful slow deaths but at the moment, all she wanted to do was get the twins out of there before anybody else came.
She slid to her knees, which was a stupid move that caused her stomach to cripple with pain. She lifted her head up, to face Josie. She could finally clearly see her beautiful features. She put her hand to her forehead and lightly touched a gash on her head, this caused Josie to jolt awake gripping onto Hope's hand.
"Hey hey, it's ok Josie, your ok now," Hope moved over to Lizzie that was reluctantly falling into a deep sleep, she ripped the chains that bound her to the wall and shook her back awake, "We need to get out of here, they'll be back soon".
Hope helped the twins to their feet, only to loose her own balance. Josie gave a worried glance and tried to help Hope back to her feet.
"It's useless, go ahead, I'll catch up soon." Hope gritted through the throbbing pain in her stomach.
"No! You risked yourself coming back for us, we aren't leaving you, Hope". Josie complained as she put her hand out only for it to get pushed away from the pale, hurt girl in front of her.
"I fucking said GO," Hope snapped, "I said nobody's dying because of me, and I fucking meant it, now go before I accidentally fucking kill you in rage."
The twins were about to protest only to get shut down again, they gave Hope a worried glance, that she couldn't even make out before they supported each other down the long hallways.
Hope held her hands to her stomach, 'Why am I not healing' she yelled in frustration. She applied pressure to her stomach with one hand, while she used the other to push herself upwards. She stumbled forward, out of the medium sized room that now just contained a headless figure.
With each step, the throbbing was getting worse she didn't know what to do, she didn't see the twins in sight. Once the twins escaped these hellish underground corridors, she was somewhat at peace with dying. The pain soon started to cripple her, and soon enough she collapsed to the ground. Silence clouded her hearing for a few minutes before finally, multiple footsteps close to her reigned her senses. She pulled herself up, and slowly turned to face the noise. Before long, there was a dozen vampires standing confidently in front of her. She muttered a spell under her breath, but nothing was working. A couple vampires chuckled at her poor attempts and launched themselves forward.
Before they made contact with her skin, they all launched backwards collapsing onto the frigid ground.
"Fucking finally." Hope gave an weak smile, but something caught her attention. A small light peaked into the hallway. She headed towards it, finally seeing the bright of the morning sun.
She stepped out, and breathed in the fresh air. She stood there for an moment before making a step forward. She felt claws pushing into her back. She screamed in pain, falling to ground in the process.
"There we go! Hope Mikaelson finally on the kneeling to the soon to be king," the voice chuckled, as he kneeled down in front of Hope and held her head to face him. "It wouldn't be fair if there were two Tribrids now? Would it, Hope dear?"
Hope spit at the man, and dug her claws into his shoulder. He slightly winced, "how fucking dare you!" He got onto his feet and kicked Hope onto her side. He lifted his shoe onto her stomach and slowly started to crush her. Hope cried out in pain, trying her best to remove his foot. As she glanced down she noticed the blood from her wound leaking onto to the green grass.
"I'm the only fucking hybrid that walks this earth, thanks to your terrible excuse of a father's death, and soon I'll be the only Tribrid" He stopped applying more pressure as he was satisfied with the amount he has already pressed, "All I need is two fucking Gemini witches and you, now because of your foolish act, I no longer have the fucking little angsty teenage witches, so I'll guess I'll use you as bait.. or"
Before he could finish, Hope mumbled a spell that made him fly backwards onto his back, he tried to stand but the magic was holding him down, he cursed under his breath in frustration. Hope winced as she crawled towards the Hybrid. She spit into his face before putting her hand up, ready to remove his head off his body.
"Any fucking last words, you lunatic," Hope shouted into his face.
"Fuck you, Hope Mikaelson," He gave a chuckle that caught Hope off guard, "Death is too overrated for me".
The hybrid swiped an knife out of his pocket, and before Hope could react, he stabbed her in the chest while gripping his claws into her back, causing her to double over in pain. The hybrid quickly got to his feet, laying a couple kicks into Hope's chest, "Fuck you Mikaelson, I'll be back and you'll wish I killed you today." Hope shortly fell into darkness.
A couple of hours later, Hopes eyes fluttered open. She was laying in the same spot, but instead of the morning sun, it was the afternoon. Every inch of her body hurt, she lay there for a couple of minutes, but shortly she slowly got onto her feet. Her body ached her to lye back onto to the grass, but she only had one place in mind, The Salvatore school. She supported herself by stumbling tree to tree.
A while later, she sighed with relief as she arrived at the gates of her beloved school. She stumbled through the gates, she glanced around to try hold her balance onto anything, but there wasn't anything close. She tried her best to cover her wounds but suddenly collapsed onto the ground.