Maya meets Hope

Girl meets world/ The Originals

After season 3 of the Originals (with a little change in the time period it happened in), middle of season 1 of Girl meets world.

Maya Penelope Hart.

It didn't feel right but it was the name her mother had given her and she didn't have a choice but to go with it. When she thought about it, nothing felt right in her life. Her mother, their life, her father and the way he left them... Riley, her best friend, was really the only thing that felt right in her life at the moment, the only thing that felt like it belonged, the only thing that made sense and didn't feel out of place.

Maya had grown up used to those weird dreams of a family of supernatural beings invading her nights and instead of being afraid of what might come or what might be hiding in the shadows, she wished it could be true and come for her. The Mickealsons were vampires, the first of their kinds, and some of them were witches, other werewolves. They had lived a long time and Maya had seen their entire lives in her dreams, some parts, many parts, not suitable for someone so young but it had never scared her. Never.

This particular family had a daughter they all cared about, a baby girl that had united them all. She was named Hope and Maya couldn't help but feel close to this half witch-half werewolf vampire hybrid little girl who had been separated from her family for her own protection.

Maya had seen in her dreams that Hope's father had sacrificed himself to save his daughter, getting locked up and tortured to ensure her safety and the safety of his family and she couldn't help but wish that her father was more like him instead of this man she had barely known and had left her mother and her so long ago, without even giving them a reason.

A few years ago, the dreams had intensified and Maya had felt the need to draw about them in order to try and make sense out of them. She felt like she was missing something, like those dreams were trying to deliver a message that she hadn't understood yet and that drawing about them would help her understanding.

"Maya? I'm back from work but I have to leave again soon." Her mother called out, coming in the girl's room for the first time in a long time.

As soon as she stepped inside the girl's room, Katy saw the drawings she had been trying to ignore for years and grew more numerous with every passing day reminding her that the time had come and that she couldn't wait much longer.

Maya was talented and drew well, a talent she had inherited from her father and that reminded Katy of who that girl really was. Not her daughter but a wanted heiress that many supernatural beings would love to have on their side.

"What's wrong mom? Why are you looking at my drawings like that?" Maya asked her.

Katy hated that Maya called her mom. Her old childhood friend Hayley was her mother, not her, she didn't deserved to be called that but then again, when she had chosen to rename her daughter and asked Katy to look after her, Hayley had known what she was doing. She knew there was a chance she'd be caught and that she wouldn't be able to come and get her back.

"Where did you see these people?" Katy asked her, her voice still surprised.

"I don't know, I just dream about them. I think I always have, I'm not sure. Maybe I saw them in a book or in a movie a long time ago or something. They just keep on coming to me every night and I figured that if I drew them, maybe they'd stop coming to me at night but they still do. It's like they want me to understand something but I can't because there's something that I still don't know. Why?"

"Nothing, I... Maya, there's something you need to know about these people you keep on drawing. You don't know everything about yourself." Katy started, feeling like the lie had lasted long enough.

Maya, or Hope really, needed to know the truth about who she was. She was old enough to know the truth and to handle it now. She deserved to know it. Knowing who she was, she might be able to do something for her parents, her uncles and her aunts. Katy had an old box full of magic books along with a long letter from her real mother. Those might help Maya do something to find her real family.

"I'm not your mother Maya." She revealed.

"I'm adopted?" Maya exclaimed, realizing that this would explain why something felt off about her life.

"Kind of. It's a long and complicated story that I'm going to tell you and some of it will sound familiar because you've seen it through your dreams. Are you ready?"

"Yes, I think so." Maya nodded.

Deep down, she knew that something wasn't right in her life. Maybe she'd finally be able to figure out what was missing, why everything felt so wrong.

"First of all, I'm a werewolf. Yes, this is real. Kermit is one as well. Your birth mother was a childhood friend of mine and she brought you to me... You were just a toddler and in danger. Your mother was on the run, trying to help your father, your uncles and your aunts from different dark fates and she knew that someone who wanted to hurt your father was on her trail. She asked me to keep you safe until everything was sorted. She changed your name and asked me to raise you like mine until she could come back. She knew it could take some time but she had always been a great friend to me and I owed it to her. Without her, I would have gone crazy during my first transformation... I had just married Kermit at the time and... Well, he didn't agree with me taking you in. He wanted to stay away from all of this and he even suggested I gave you up to the people hunting your family. He stayed a while but he didn't like the situation, didn't like the risks we were taking and eventually, he left and that's when I found out that he had another family out of the city all along." Katy explained.

"This sounds like a spy movie or something." Maya shook her head.

"A spy movie with werewolves, vampires, witches and hybrids." Katy chuckled.

"What's my real name then?" Maya asked her.

"I think you know. Why do you think you've been seeing all those dreams? This little wooden knight you keep drawing... It was your favorite toy until it was destroyed by one of your father's enemy and turned into a weapon."

"I'm Hope? Hope Mickealson? Is this a joke?" Maya asked her.

"I'm sorry Maya. Your mother is Hayley Marshall and your father is Klaus Mickealson. You're a hybrid, part vampire, part witch, part werewolf... I'm not really sure how much of each you have but what I do know is that your blood can turn werewolves into hybrids and you have magical powers. Great healing abilities as well." Katy replied.

"My father is locked to desiccate in a cave in the French Quarters of New Orleans with an enchanted blade in his chest, my uncles are in coffins until they can be cured from a poisonous bite, one of my aunts is frozen so she doesn't become crazy and kills them all, the other one is poisoned and my mother... Where is she? I haven't seen her in my dreams after the point where she left New Orleans with me."

"When she dropped you off here, she told me that Marcel was on her trail. Since she hasn't been back and hasn't tried to call or write in any ways, it means that he got to her. She's probably locked in the same place your father is. He wouldn't kill her, not until he could do it in front of Elijah and he doesn't know where she stored the coffins. Only I do. And you will too once you open the box she left for you." Katy suggested.

"We can't leave them there! What they're feeling... It's torture!" Maya exclaimed.

"Listen, I have to go back to work. Whatever you decide, I have your back Maya and I have a few friends, werewolves and witches, that would be willing to help as well. They believe that you changed the Mickealson's and that you'll bring a new order to the supernatural world. In my bedroom, under my bed, is a box with your name, your real name, written on it. Your mother left it for you, just in case. You should look through it."

"Mo... I... How should I call you?" She asked the mother thought was an absent mother.

"Katy is fine. Oh, and you can trust your friend Riley with this. Tell her your truth and she'll feel better telling you hers. There's a reason I brought you to her birthday party all these years ago. It was her mother's idea to keep you safe. Topanga's a witch, technically, so is Riley. See you later baby girl." She smiled before she left their apartment.

Maya rushed to get that box as soon as the front door closed and she brought it back into her room. It was very large and heavy. Before she opened it, she took a second to think about it all. It sounded crazy and yet she believed it all. She was Hope Mickealson. Everything made so much more sense this way.

She smiled.

Her talent with art, she got it from her father. From Klaus Mickealson. And these dreams she'd been having of him telling baby Hope stories and telling her that she was a princess who deserved the world were real, they were memories coming back. Her father loved her, her mother loved her. She had an entire family who loved her enough to sacrifice everything they had for her and all she wanted to do now was to save them. She needed to find a way to get to them and to save them all.

She was about to open the box when her best friend's face flashed before her eyes.

Riley would believe her, she knew that but would it be fair to ask her to help save her father? Wouldn't it be too dangerous, even if they're witches? She was touched that they let her into their lives, knowing who she was, to keep her safe and she couldn't wait to ask them about it but could she really ask her best friend to come with her to rescue her family?

Shaking her head, Maya decided to open her box and decide on everything later on. Right now, she just wanted to know more about who she was, she wanted it even more than she wanted to speak with Riley. Katy had told her everything she needed to know in order to understand why she never felt like she belonged and like something was missing from her life and this box would hopefully hold more answers. Maybe even a way to save everyone who loved her so much.

In the box, Maya found several books and an envelope. The books were all about magic and, in the margins, she could see annotations written just for her, probably by her aunt Freya. She smiled and put the books aside for now. She'd have time to read them later. At the very bottom of the box, there was a photo album. Inside, pictures of her family and her when she was a baby. Standing in front of a house, a bonfire, her and her parents, her with her uncles. Pictures of just her uncles, her aunts... It had been made to introduce her to the family she didn't know. There was even a single picture of her paternal grandfather (she knew how he had died the second time around of course, and she knew that it had hurt her father to do it but that it had been done to protect her from Esther, her evil grandmother). Pictures taken during the rare moments of peace her family had gotten in her early years and, sometimes, drawings made by her father.

One drawing in particular caught her attention: it was of baby her and Klaus and her bedroom in their New Orleans house. Her father was holding her in his arms and in one of her hands she held the little wooden knight she remembered from her dreams. Under the drawing was written, by her father:

"I'll always love you,

You'll always be my Hope.

I'll never stop trying to give you the world you deserve.

I'll never stop fighting for you.

I'll do my best for you, my littlest wolf,

I will not fail you.

Your father,

Klaus"

Maya couldn't help but smile when she touched the elegant handwriting. It was from her father, he loved her and had done this just for her. She fought to keep tears from falling on the paper and closed the album. She'd look at it more later.

Right now there was so many things she wanted to look at at the same time that she didn't know what to look at first. What to read first. She took small glimpses of everything quickly, one after the other and going back to the first.

She placed the envelope aside and checked the box to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything inside when she noticed a necklace. It was elegant and the medallion on it had her name, her birthday and the Mickealson family crest. When she opened it, she found inside a picture of each of her parents, one on each side of if. Smiling, she placed it around her neck, making the mental promise never to take it off.

She was about to open the letter that she figured was from her mother when her cellphone rang. It was Riley. It was like she had sensed that she needed her.

"Hey Maya, what are you up to?" Her best friend asked her.

"Jumping head first in family secrets and discovering that I'm not who I thought I was." Maya replied.

"What's going on?"

"It's hard to explain on the phone. Can you come over? Maybe even spend the night? My... Katy told me the truth about who I am and she told me that your mother knows it too. Ask her and come over please." Maya asked her, figuring that it would be best if her friend was with her to deal with everything.

"Sure, I'll be right over. Do you need me to bring anything?"

"No, or maybe some food, I think it'll take us the night to go through everything." Maya replied before they both hung up.

Maya knew that it would take Riley about 30 minutes to get there, more if she talked with her mother first and even longer if they stopped to bring food and she didn't want to wait until she arrived to open her mother's letter so, with hands shaking with nervousness, she opened it and started reading it.

"My dearest daughter,

This isn't the first letter I write for you before I leave you. I was lucky enough that our first separation only lasted a few months and that I got you back quickly enough. As I write this letter in my friend Katy Hart's living room before I go without you, I pray that this separation is just as quick as the last one but unfortunately, if you're reading this, it means that things didn't go as planned and that you grew up without me. I'm sorry but it was the only solution so you'd live. That's our priority.

I hope you know that you are loved and that none of us will stop fighting until we can reunite and be a family, happy and together. Always and Forever.

The plan was for me to take you away with the coffins holding your uncles and aunts and to look for cures. I thought Marcel would stay in New Orleans, that he wouldn't care to come after us. After all, he had your father prisoner and the quarters to himself. He was king of his little world once more and I never thought he'd go after me, after us.

I hope you're not angry at Katy for keeping the secret, she only did as I asked. If she finally told you, it means that she thinks you're ready to hear the truth and to handle it.

I went to her, desperate, and she kindly agreed to take you in until I could come back. In case it lasted too long, we decided to change your name. Hope is the name your father chose for you, and it's very fitting because you're our family's hope. I chose to rename you Maya because it's a name I always liked and I needed something that wouldn't raise anyone's suspicions. A name that was very different from the first one. That's how you became Maya Penelope Hart.

Even though we're not with you, I hope that you're loved and happy. Even if you can't have the life we wanted for you, I wish for you to have a happy life, full of love, kindness and people you can count on. It's what's important. Friends, love. You can never have enough and it's the fuel that keeps us going. Do good, be happy.

As you read this, I don't know how old you are but Katy assured me that she wouldn't give this to you or tell you the truth until you were mature enough to handle everything. You're special and you have magic. I left with this letters some books that your aunt Freya prepared for you, just in case she wasn't around to teach you along with my notes on the cures. I only had time to work on Elijah and Kol's cure. Maybe you can use them to find out what happened to us and reunite the family. Just don't do anything that could be dangerous and make sure it's safe to act before you do anything. Find strong allies you can trust to back you up before you do anything.

I love you, your father loves you, more than he ever loved anyone. Your uncles Elijah and Kol love you. Your aunts Freya and Rebekah love you. Even your uncle Finn, who died, loved you. You're the one who made us all a family and there is nothing any of us wouldn't do for you. We believe in you, we trust you.

I know that this letter isn't much and I hold on to the hope that one day I will be able to hold you in my arms and tell you how much I love you. Know that you're not alone. We're always with you.

Everything you need to know is in the books that are in the box I left for you. Your uncles and aunts are in a storage unit in New York. The key, papers and everything you need to know in order to get them is in there as well. Katy will help you.

Love,

Always and Forever,

Your mother."

Maya's hands were shaking and she was crying. She understood now why she never felt like her mother loved her as much as a mother should love her child, it was because she wasn't her mother. Katy wasn't her mother, but the woman who wrote this letter was and just holding this piece of paper and reading these words, she could feel the love. She could imagine her mother sitting down and writing this letter, trying to hold back the tears as she did what she thought was best for her child. She was about to read it a second time when she spotted another letter with her name on it, except that this time, it was in her father's handwriting. With a smile she reached for it and opened it:

"My dearest Hope,

I do not know how this will find you. As a child full of wonder, a teenager full of opinions, or a young woman with the world at her feet.

I write to tell you that I love you and to explain that in our family's darkest hour, I was called upon to save my siblings, and so I did. Please do not mourn me. Whatever pain I endure I do so in service of those I love. My sole regret is that I will be away from you.

Be good to your mother.

I draw comfort knowing that she will not rest until our family is united. Until then, my sacrifice will allow you to grow, to become the beautiful daughter I can now only imagine.

Please remember that you are the legacy this family has always desired. The promise we fought to protect.

You are and always will be our hope.

Klaus Mickealson,

Your father."

.

After reading the letters 3 times in a row, Maya had almost forgotten that Riley was supposed to come over and she was about to open one of books from the box when someone rang the doorbell, reminding her that she was expecting some visit. She put the book down, closed her bedroom door and went to open the front door. Riley was standing there, with a take out bag in one hand and another bag that looked filled with heavy books in the other. Behind her stood Topanga with her usual kind smile and another bag filled with books. Obviously they were here to help.

"I didn't know you'd come as well Misses Matthews. Please, come on in." Maya greeted nervously, a little afraid that now their behaviour toward her would change.

"I figured it would be best to explain some things. Riley knows about me, and her, but she doesn't know who you are. Or she didn't know until your phone call. I told her your story on the way. I'll answer any question you have and then I'll leave you two girls to talk it out. I've trained her well with her magic and she'll be able to back you up for most things you could need. If not, I'm only a phone call away." Topanga announced.

"I don't even know where to start..." Maya shook her head, leading them to her bedroom.

"Well, how does it feel to know that you're half witch half werewolf?" Riley asked her.

"It's a bit overwhelming but it hasn't really reached me yet. I mean, I'm Hope Mickealson, the daughter of Klaus Mickealson... My entire family is either in a box or trapped behind a wall, suffering." Maya shook her head.

"Why don't we start with how you two met?" Topanga suggested and the two girls nodded.

"It was at Riley's birthday party. I didn't know her but my... Katy dropped me off and said that I was going to make some friends there. And I did. I met Farkle and Riley." Maya nodded.

"I knew Katy. I helped her and a few other city werewolves enchant a safe place, the basement of this building actually, where they could spend the full moon in without hurting anyone. When your mother didn't come to pick you up after 6 months had passed, she feared the worst and asked me to put a cloaking spell on you so that people looking for you wouldn't be able to locate you using magic. Of course I did, and renewed it regularly. Then a few more months turned into years and it became obvious that you were going to have to stay with her for a while and I suggested that you and Riley met. I hoped you'd become friends so that I'd be able to protect you in case anything happened. It turned out better than I thought because you became best friends. Your magic was hidden by a bracelet your uncle Kol enchanted for you. It's the one you accidentally broke last year. My guess is that your magic became too powerful to be hidden. That or the spirit of a strong witch broke it to help you. Either way, I suggested to Katy not to do anything, that she'd know when the time came to talk to you about it." Topanga explained.

"But mom, you told me that strong cloaking spells take a lot of power. You were able to do it on your own?" Riley asked her mother.

"No, I had help from another friend. A warlock, or male witch. Farkle's father."

"Farkle Minkus? He's a witch too?" Maya exclaimed, she hadn't known that.

"Yes. Of course Cory knows about everything. Anyway, he believes, just like me, that you, Maya, as Hope Mickealson, will end up bringing a new order in the supernatural world. We believe that you'll bring peace and end the constant wars between species." Topanga explained.

"You make it sound like I'm some sort of savior or something." Maya chuckled.

"That's what we believe. Unfortunately, those who believe like I do aren't often willing to fight for it. They think it will all just happen by simply waiting, that fighting won't do anything. Your birth was long prophecised Hope, and I know a few other people just waiting for your call to harms to help you."

"Help me? Call to harms?" Maya shook her head, not really understanding.

"The new order can't start until you've reunited the Mickealson's and until all of their enemies are gone. That's what the prophecy says. Minkus and his son will be willing to help as well, along with his mother who is also a witch. Katy of course will join us, along with a few werewolves loyal to her because of you. Lucas and his parents as well."

"Lucas? What has he got to do with this?" Riley asked her mother.

"Right, he hasn't told you yet. Well, the Friars are werewolves. Also old friends of your mother, Hope. Lucas triggered his curse by accident right before they moved here." Topanga revealed.

"It's like a veil was just pushed off reality. Is your husband a witch too?" Maya/Hope shook her head.

"No, he's human but his best friend Shawn is a werewolf. He's on your side as well and since he travels a lot, he knows a lot of people all over the country. He's made strong friends all over and can help you with lots of things." She replied.

"Wow." Maya simply replied.

"I know that it's a lot to take in Maya so I'm going to go back home and let the two of you talk. Once you know what you want to do, warn me and I'll organize a reunion with the people willing to help you." Topanga said.

"I... In the letter she left for me, my mother gives me the address of the storage unit where she hide my aunts and uncles. Do you think we could go and get them tomorrow? It doesn't feel right to leave them in there." Maya asked her best friend's mother.

"Of course. I'll rent a moving truck for a few hours and we'll place them here if you want." Topanga smiled.

"Do you think Katy won't mind?" Maya asked her.

"She won't. This place belongs to your family after all. She used to live in a one bedroom apartment when your mother found her. This building belonged to Elijah, I think. Before he entered the coffin, he gave it to Hayley so she'd have a safe place and that's when she created your name. She made him put it in the name of Maya Penelope Hart and created fake legal papers for you. It was just in case... Your neighbors are all werewolves willing to help you. So no, I don't think Katy will mind keeping your family here. You think you can wake them up?" Topanga asked her.

"I have no idea, this is very new to me but I looked at the books my aunt Freya prepared for me. I think that by mixing a few herbs she wrote down and venom from the seven original bloodlines of werewolves, we'll be able to cure Elijah and Kol, maybe with a spell too. My mom had started researching it and left some notes as well. I'm hoping they'd be able to help me wake up Rebekah and Freya." Maya explained, showing the page, at the end of her grandmother's grimoir, where Freya took some notes. It looked like Hayley had completed them later on.

"Well, the seven bloodlines are around, at least a member of each is on our side so getting you that venom won't be hard. I'll get on it and see you in the morning. You girls have fun and don't worry too much Maya. You're not alone and there's no pressure on you at all." Topanga told her kindly before she kissed both girls' forehead and left them alone.

"Wow... I... It's weird." Maya whispered.

"Weird how?" Riley asked her.

"I'm not feeling lost. I feel like I've suddenly woken up from a long nightmare. I'm not afraid of what's to come... I... I want to find my father. I mean, my parents. I want to find my family, to save them all. I don't really care about this new order your mother spoke of, I'll have time to think about that later. Right now I just want my parents. I want to be happy with them, to be in their arms." Maya told her best friend.

"I understand. You're not mad at me, are you?" Riley asked her.

"Mad? Why would I be mad at you?" Maya asked her.

"For keeping the secret, for not telling you I'm a witch."

"Well, apparently we all had a secret. You're a witch, Farkle's a male witch or warlock, Lucas is a werewolf and I'm some sort of hybrid vampire-witch-werewolf. We make quite the little group." Maya replied.

"So, what do you want us to do tonight?" Riley asked her with a smile.

"Do you know a lot about magic?"

"I've studied it with my mom. I still study. I took some of our most complete books with me tonight. Why?" Riley asked her.

"Do you think you could help me see if I can do magic? Then maybe we can look at my aunt's and mother's notes on the venom cure..." Maya suggested.

"Sure, it sounds like fun. According to my mom you'll be one hell of a witch. Super powerful. You should learn quickly." Riley smiled.

"That would be a first." Maya chuckled.

I hope you liked it. This is an idea I had for something new... A little "what if" story that I figured would be a one-shot... Well, I was obviously wrong because I have material for at least 5 chapters, maybe more later.

For Klaus's letter to Hope I took the one in Season's 3 finale, changing only a few things.

Tell me what you think. I'll post the next chapter in a couple of weeks I think, give you time to read and share this story.

Review please?

Lorelei Candice Black