Thank you for all the feedback :) No, Hope doesn't remember her family and she doesn't know she's a partly werewolf and a witch.

Chapter 11

"Come in," Hope said as she heard a knock. It was probably one of the maids, Aurora didn't knock.

Hope was lying on her bed, looking at the ceiling. Being grounded didn't really bother her, she had got used to it and she wouldn't have minded if Lucien would have just come home last night. Unfortunately he hadn't, he needed to take care of some very important things. According to Aurora, it would take few days before he would come home. Of course Hope understood that, but she had still been very disappointed. She really missed her father; he had been gone for almost two weeks already. She sighed, but her lips curved into a smile as the door opened.

"Tristan!"

"Hello," her uncle greeted her.

Hope got up and ran over to him. He smiled as she kissed his cheek and hugged him.

"How was your trip?" Hope asked.

"It was fine," he replied.

"Well, I'm glad you're home. I've missed you."

"Thank you, that's…nice to hear," he stated.

Hope couldn't help but smile at his reserve. She loved her uncle and she knew that he loved her; he simply wasn't the kind of person who would be comfortable saying things like that out loud. Tristan had always been Hope's rock, he was calm and stable. He had also been Hope's teacher, he was very smart. Sometimes he even helped Hope with Aurora, but usually he didn't intervene too much. Hope didn't expect him to; Lucien had always taken care of that.

"So… Your mother told me you are grounded," Tristan stated after a moment of silence.

Hope sighed and nodded.

"Yeah. It was my own fault, I just wanted to…"

She wasn't sure how to finish her sentence. What had she wanted? What difference would put on a lipstick make? Tristan cleared his throat before speaking.

"Listen, Hope…. I know your mother can be a bit…overprotective. I will have a word with her; surely she agrees that you are not a small child anymore."

"I doubt that," Hope murmured. "But thank you, I appreciate your help."

"Yes…" He paused and took something out of his jacket pocket. "Here, I brought you a little something."

Hope looked at the small box and smiled warmly.

"Thank you. What's the occasion?"

He shrugged.

"No occasion, I just saw this and thought you might like it."

Curiously Hope opened the box. She gasped as she saw a white gold angel teddy bear necklace with pink diamonds. It must have cost a fortune. Hope stared at it for a moment before she was able to speak.

"Tristan… Thank you so much, this is beautiful."

She hugged him tightly, moved by his thoughtful gift.

"You're welcome," he murmured and tapped her back.

She smiled and kissed both of his cheeks.

"I love you."

"Thank you," he replied. "I… You know."

Yes, she knew and it made her happy. Her uncle really was a big softie deep down.

2 days later

Rage. Anger. Fury. Wrath. Klaus was very familiar with all of those feelings. What he was feeling now was much darker than all of those combined. There was only one single purpose for his very existence. To destroy those who had murdered his sweet innocent daughter. To rip them in pieces limb by limb and bathe in their blood. That was all that mattered to him anymore. Vengeance. Justice.

"I love you, daddy…"

He wasn't able to feel pain or grief anymore. Only something darker and more monstrous than he had ever felt. There was no humanity left in him anymore. All that had been good in him had died with Hope. Yet his mind worked more efficiently than ever. He had no intention to attack in a blind rage. No, he would wait patiently for as long as he had to.

He needed to observe the enemy in order to form a plan. Right now he was standing in front of Lucien's mansion, dressed as a gardener. He had killed the real gardener after torturing him for information. Unfortunately the human hadn't known much anything. Oh well, it didn't really matter. Klaus had enjoyed torturing him.

The gardener had known one useful thing; "the master of the house" was coming home today. Aurora and Tristan were already home; Klaus had seen a glimpse of them both. There were plenty of guards and a tall fence was surrounding the premises. Apparently Lucien also had some witches working for him. None of that would save the bastard when Klaus would get his hands on him. Klaus turned his head as he heard the iron gate opening. A limousine. It stopped in front of the main entrance, someone hurried to open the passenger door.

"Welcome home, sir."

Klaus' eyes darkened when he saw Lucien getting out of the limousine. The dark rage turned his blood into ice. Kill. Kill. Kill…

"Daddy!"

A voice of a young girl. An innocent voice full of joy. She was running towards Lucien. There was a smile on her beautiful angelic face. The face Klaus immediately recognized. Oh dear God… Klaus was completely paralyzed as he watched Lucien wrapping his arms around the girl, pulling her closer. She laughed as he lifted her off the ground and spun her around in a loving embrace.

"There's my princess," Lucien hummed and gently kissed the girl's cheek.

"I've missed you so much, daddy," she replied and hugged him tightly.

"I've missed you too, Hope."

Klaus couldn't move, this was… Hope… She leaned her head on Lucien's shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her waist and led her inside the mansion. Klaus' mouth floundered open and closed.

"Hope…"