Hello loves!

Now, there isn't much to put here, or in this chapter in all honesty, it's pretty uneventful considering everything. All honesty, the actual action is only going to start when Freya arrives which is still gonna have to be a couple weeks wait. But as always, I own nothing. Now let's get on with it!

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

It has been said that all love begins and ends with she who gave us life. A thousand years ago, Esther Mikaelson - a mother - turned the Originals into monsters. Yet, still, she claimed to love her children, even as she vowed to destroy them. The noble Elijah became tormented by long-buried, shameful secrets. Kol, the wily troublemaker seemed to be out for no one but himself. Finn, the devoted acolyte, his love all too easily walked by Esther's sick hate. Fierce Rebekah, willing to risk everything on the chance that she may one day find happiness. And Klaus, the bastard child. His mother's greatest shame. Now, finally, they have defeated her, giving her the choice that she never thought to give her children. To live on as one of the monsters she created. Or, suffer the slow, agonising death she so deserves.

In the Dowager Fauline Asylum, Rebekah struggled against the restraints holding her wrists and ankles down to a bed as a nurse tried to give her several pills, despite the vampire-turned-witch already having spit them out multiple times.

"You have no bloody idea who you're dealing with!" She snarled.

The nurse scoffed, "Let me guess. The Easter bunny?" He grabbed another cup of pills and forced them into Rebekah's mouth, only undoing her restraints and leaving when she stopped resisting and relaxed to the point she looked like she was about to drift off to sleep.

Hours later, Rebekah opened her eyes in the bed and looked around the room before spitting out the un-swallowed pills into her hand and rolling her eyes,

"Amateurs." Rebekah scoffed. She looked over to the door as she heard footsteps approaching and shoved the pills under her pillow to hide them. A young girl stopped in the doorway – Cassie. The Harvest Girl.

"You're the sister. Rebekah." She stated. Rebekah's eyes widened and she stood up, approaching Cassie suspiciously,

"I said as much the other night. Screamed it, in fact. No one believed me. But you do... Why?"

Cassie shrugged, "I know a little something about Mikaelsons jumping into other people's bodies. Mostly because your mother did it to me."

Rebekah took Cassie's hand and pulled her into the room, shutting the door before turning to her and smiling slightly, "So you must be that Harvest girl. Cassie, is it?"

Cassie nodded wordlessly and Rebekah sighed in relief, "I'm in a bit of a bind here. So, tell me. How exactly does one go about breaking out of this joint?"

"You can't break out. Once you're in, there's no leaving this place."

Rebekah scoffed, "That's ridiculous. Now surely someone's gotten out?"

"Sure. But not alive."

Rebekah's confident smile fell.

~*•°•*~

Kol, unpacking in his new room in the Compound, picked up a photo of Rebekah from the 1910s on the dresser, he smirked slightly as he looked at it, placing it down when he heard a voice from the doorway.

"Settling into your new accommodations?" Klaus asked from the doorway.

Kol spared a glance over his shoulder, "Well, I would have preferred my old room, but seeing as it's filled with a dusty nursery and a hybrid, I thought it best not to complain."

Klaus nodded at his words and pulled a bottle of absinthe from behind his back as he walked into the room, "I brought you something in honour of your return to the fold. I believe it's your favourite, or, at least, it used to be. La Fée Verte."

Kol smiled and took the bottle from his older brother to look at it, "Ding dong... the witch is dead! Or undead." Klaus laughed, "Whichever. Cheers!"

The bottle suddenly shattered in Kol's hand and the drink spilt over the floor. The duo both looked up to find Finn in the doorway, expression positively furious.

"Where is she?"

Klaus narrowed his eyes in annoyance, "Finn! Please, join us." He said sarcastically. Kol placed the broken bottle on a table before going back to stand next to Klaus,

"My, my, you look peaky." Klaus turned to Kol, "Doesn't he look peaky?"

"He does look peaky."

"You feeling alright?"

Finn wasn't amused, "Don't make me ask again."

"Well, I assume you're referring to our mother. Fear not, she's tucked away somewhere perfectly safe." His voice dropped, "You'll never find her."

"You think you've won." Finn stated, spreading his arms open, "Let's see how long that arrogance lasts, brother." Finn glared at them one more time before leaving two concerned siblings.

Meanwhile down in the courtyard, the werewolves led by Hayley and Jackson, and vampires led by Marcel, began forming an alliance that would benefit them all. They just had to get over the centuries worth of hatred from both their sides against each other,

"You wolves are here because you want freedom. And, I promise you, if you stay, you will be free. But…" Hayley trailed off and looked over to Marcel and Thierry, "We need as much help as we can get."

Marcel took over, "My vamps and I are willing to stand with you against the witches."

"And in return, all we want is a promise that there will be peace between our sides after the wedding." Thierry finished as one of the werewolves scoffed.

"You're the one who spent the last one hundred years killing and cursing us!"

"Which means you might wanna listen to what I have to say." Marcel said defensively, only just noticing Finn joining and interrupting them.

"I see you're brokering a truce between mongrels and parasites!" He muttered as they all glared at him, "And just how long do you think that's really going to last? A month? A week? A day? What you don't yet seem to understand is that the only thing that can exist between your two degenerate species is hatred, war, and death."

As he spoke, Finn was slowly walking backwards until he was in the entrance hall to the Compound and technically out of its' walls. He rubbed his fingers together and blew on them as he began chanting. As he slammed his hand against the doorway of the entrance, the entire building shook violently before stopping.

He smirked at the worried faces around him, smile widening when one of the new vampires – Gia, hit the barrier in an attempt to get to him and found herself burnt as if she was outside without a daylight ring.

"But, I imagine, given a little time confined together, you'll come to see things the way I do." Finn smirked before leaving.

~*•°•*~

Back upstairs with Kol and Klaus, the latter tested the spell against the edge of the balcony, yanking his hand away after the heat became too much.

"Did he really just trap us all in here?" Kol asked frantically, entering the room.

"He certainly did. Which means we have a witch problem. You're a witch. Fix it." Klaus demanded, going to leave the room before Kol stopped him and gave him an incredulous look.

"And what the bloody hell do you want me to do about it?"

"Well, considering the crowd, I think you'll be more motivated to find a solution. After all, I can easily out wait our brother's antics. You, on the other hand, might find yourself looking rather appetizing to some of our fellow prisoners."

Kol went pale at the realisation his now very human body was walking amongst a group of trapped vampires, he quickly backtracked, "...I'm gonna need some help."

~*•°•*~

Rebekah and Cassie wandered around the asylum curiously, the latter explaining the history of the Fauline Mansion to the former,

"They say this place is haunted." Cassie said after a moment.

"How could you possibly tell?" Rebekah asked sarcastically.

"There's lots of versions of the story, but they all start the same way. With Astrid Malchance and Mary-Alice Claire-" She pointed to a wall across the house that held picture frames of both the women, "Imprisoned here over a century ago... by your brother. Then, the coven started to put others here, too. Ones broken by magic. Witches like me."

"So, that's it, then? They just lock you lot up and throw away the key?" Rebekah asked incredulously, being startled out of her confusion as a witch began screaming, one of the nurses dragging her out of the room. Rebekah's eyes drifted over to another woman with two parallel scars on her cheeks. She was staring at them.

"Who are the creeps there with the scars?" Rebekah whispered.

"They call themselves the Kindred. Years ago, they got obsessed with dark magic. Necromancy, immortality spells. So, their coven locked them up here. Since then, they kind of put themselves in charge."

"Well, what about our magic, then? We're still witches, right?" She looked over to her side to see a couple of people playing a tile letter game, "All we need to do is send a little distress signal."

~*•°•*~

Davina walked up to the Compound entrance to the courtyard curiously, careful not to overstep a boundary for fear of getting trapped just as Kol was. As she reached out to touch the barrier, Kol rushed over to her, stopping her before she could get herself burnt,

"Careful, careful!" Kol called out, "It's nasty." He paused in front of the barrier and looked behind her in confusion, "Where's Aria?"

Davina frowned in confusion, "She isn't already here?"

"No."

Davina looked behind her for another moment before turning back to Kol, "She's probably busy."

They both knew she was only guessing.

Kol blinked and his gaze turned to the ground for a moment before looking back up to the Claire witch. Forcing down the worry, Kol took a breath, "Well then, you ready? The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can find Aria."

Davina nodded and held out her hands so that they were barely hovering in front of the barrier, Kol doing the same as they began to murmur incantations beneath their breath, "Singuinata venet a superem. Singuinata venet a superem."

After a moment, both were forcefully thrown backwards from the barrier, Davina letting out a small scream at the sudden intensity. Kol glanced at his hands before looking over to Davina in confusion, "What just happened?" She asked loudly.

Klaus, having heard the noise and felt the rumble of the building, walked up to the duo, "I assume that means we're all free to go?" He asked impatiently.

Kol sighed, "No. The spell's locking us out."

"Vincent must be channelling something. A dark object, maybe." Davina guessed.

Klaus swore.

~*•°•*~

Standing outside of the house that was fast becoming familiar to her, Aria walked up the porch steps and knocked clearly on the door. Waiting a moment for someone to answer, she quickly replayed what she was planning to say in her head.

This conversation could go one of two ways. Decently, or the opposite.

She hoped it would go decently.

Smiling as the door opened, she spoke, "Hey Evanna. Would you mind if I come in?"

"Of course not." Evanna smiled, opening the door wider. Aria walked into the house, eyes darting around the hallway in curiosity, not having had the chance the past few times she'd been here.

It was a fairly plain hallway, soft mocha walls and wooden floors with two open door frames to either side of her, the right leading to a kitchen and joint dining room, and the one on her left leading to what looked like a living room. Evanna led her through to the living room and Aria sat down on the sofa nervously, fiddling with the hem of her shirt.

"Is everything alright, Aria? Has something happened with the Mikaelsons?"

"No!" Aria quickly said before frowning nervously, "No. No it hasn't got anything to do with them. Well, not the ones you're thinking of."

Evanna looked at her in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Aria only hesitated slightly before speaking, "Dahlia. Their aunt. We have a uh, complicated history. And uh, well, something's happened."

Evanna's expression quickly turned worried, a small crease forming between her eyebrows, "What happened?"

"I-I don't exactly know."

Evanna took a deep breath, "Tell me everything."

"And that-that's why I'm worried." She waited a beat, "I think she hexed me. But I have no idea what with."

~*•°•*~

"What do you mean, she's gone?" Klaus echoed over the phone, walking down the hallways of the Compound anxiously.

"I just received a call from Angelica Barker, who is still very much herself." Elijah replied.

Klaus stopped at the end of the hall, not noticing Kol eavesdropping on the conversation from a nearby doorway, "Stay where you are. I'll handle it." Klaus said shortly before hanging up the phone angrily. He schooled his features as Kol approached him.

"Everything alright?"

"It will be, provided you've found a solution to this little quandary of ours?"

Kol hesitated before speaking, "Well, I might have. I'm not sure you're gonna like it, though."

"I'm not sure we have a choice."

"There are things that we need from the Lycée, which means we need it clear of Finn. And, knowing him, there's only one thing that will distract him for long enough."

Klaus scowled, "And what's that?"

"If you tell him where to find our mother."

~*•°•*~

Aria watched as Evanna poured over her old Grimoires, talking about what had happened to her so far as the vampire tried to figure out what had cursed her daughter.

"So you've been having blackouts?" She asked, sparing a glance up to Aria. She nodded.

"I can't remember anything. One minute, I'm asleep, the next I'm at my desk writing in a Grimoire."

"What kind of things have you been writing?"

"I don't know. It's not English, definitely not Latin and not French."

"Do you have it with you?"

"No-Yes. Actually I think I do." Aria said, reaching around to her bag and rifling through it before picking it out and kneeling down on the floor beside Evanna, opening it to show her.

"I have no idea what this language is." Aria said, running her fingers over the pages before she began to turn them.

"Stop." Evanna said suddenly as Aria paused, "There." She murmured, pointing to a group of runic symbols that had Aria's eyes widening.

They looked almost identical to the burns in Kol's arm the previous week.

"I've been writing in runes?" Aria asked incredulously, turning to her mother with wide eyes.

"Appears so."

"Well what does it say?"

Evanna gave her a look, "You think I'll know? If it was Latin or French Creole then I'd be able to but… I can't translate runes."

"Then what do we do?"

Evanna sighed and seemed to be debating something in her head. Something she very clearly didn't like, "Dahlia did this. So who else do we know who was around back then?"

"The Mikaelsons."

"They might be able to help us undo it. Whatever it is."

"I have no clue where Rebekah is… Elijah's in the middle of something and I wouldn't be able to reach him either way. I'm not going to Klaus." She scoffed before her eyes widened, "Kol. No, no, I can't."

"Why?"

"He-he's trapped in the Compound. Besides, I can't just pull him away from everything. He'll go insane."

Evanna looked at her softly, "That's not the reason, is it?"

Aria looked down to the floor silently, "When I did the Harvest Ritual…" Evanna visibly flinched, "He told me what he felt, watching me die. I can't put him through that again when there's a chance I… I will die again."

"You won't die. We'll find a way around this, Aria, but you have no other choice. As much as I hate it, he'd want to know and he might be able to help." She reached over to Aria's hand and picked it up, tracing circles on the back of it in comfort, "We'll find a way to fix this, Aria. I promise." She whispered, voice breaking slightly.

~*•°•*~

Rebekah rearranged some tiles she'd found in the Asylum until they spelled out RMIKAELSON WTCHASYLM.

"Now, all we have to do is just pop this message off to my brothers." She sighed before holding her arms out toward Cassie impatiently, "Give me your hands and lead the way, I don't know what I'm doing."

"I can't. The pills they give us are Lobelia flower. It makes it impossible to concentrate. No one can do much magic here." Cassie whispered nervously.

"You're a Harvest girl, for God's sake! Now, pull yourself together!"

Reluctantly, Cassie grasped Rebekah's hands and slowly began to speak the incantation so that Rebekah could follow her lead,

"Vain ce message ça a le main sur la vain."

After a moment, Rebekah joined the chanting as wind began to blow through their room. Before they could continue further, the door to their room opened and one of the blonde scarred members of the Kindred walked into the room, staring at them suspiciously before speaking, "Time to eat." She murmured.

Cassie and Rebekah stood up and, with a final glance to the letters on the floor, left the room.

They'd have to come up with another plan.

~*•°•*~

The werewolves watched the vampires curiously from the other side of the courtyard, most being visibly restless thanks to the hex Finn had placed on them giving them an almost impossible hunger. Suddenly, one of the vampires from one side of the room knocked into one of the werewolves as they crossed, the duo glared darkly at each other.

"Watch it!" One of the werewolves hissed.

"Hey!" The vampire shouted. She lunged at him but another vampire – Gia pulled her back whilst Jackson pulled the werewolf.

"Watch it!" Gia yelled,

"Hey, break it up!"

Marcel watched the trio from the dining room before sighing in annoyance and turning back to Klaus and Kol, "Things are getting testy out there. Come on, we better move this along."

"Uh, Vincent's boundary is too strong." Kol said before backtracking, "But, what Davina and I can do is cast a destruction spell. It would temporarily neutralize all magical objects in the compound, including the compound itself. If it works? Well, then it will give us sixty seconds to escape whilst the boundary is shut down."

Marcel nodded, "Alright, alright, that sounds good to me."

Klaus took over, "If the spell works, it will suppress all magical objects in the vicinity. That means your rings."

Marcel closed his eyes and groaned in frustration, "And if we go outside in the sun without our rings, we're dead."

"Unless you wait for nightfall."

Marcel sighed and looked out towards the courtyard, worry creasing his eyebrows at the sight of them all pacing around hungrily, "Most of them are all so new. They're not going to be able to fight the hunger. We can't wait until nightfall; we're going to have a bloodbath on our hands before we even get close."

They each looked at each other, at a loss for any other option.

~*•°•*~

Rebekah pushed on the window in her room as she tried to get out before groaning in frustration. It was locked, "Kol." She cursed in annoyance.

She turned around as wind began blowing around the room and looked down to the floor to see that the tiles she'd arranged hours earlier had moved to spell 'Who Are You'

"Rebekah bloody Mikaelson. Who the hell are you?" Rebekah murmured to the floor. After receiving no answer, she scoffed quietly to herself before turning around, eyes widening as she saw a girl in the doorway, blonde hair falling over her face. She screamed and a blonde Kindred witch with a nurse ran into her room, looking at her suspiciously.

"She was just here!"

The nurse slowly approached her with narrowed eyes.

"No, you don't understand, there was somebody in my room! There's- Just listen to me, okay? There's a girl! A girl in black!" Rebekah shouted desperately, backing up to put distance between them. She accidentally knocked over her pillow and the pills she'd hidden were shown to the duo.

"She hasn't been taking her pills!" The nurse yelled.

Rebekah's eyes widened, "No!"

The nurse reached over to restrain her but Rebekah, forgetting that she was no longer a vampire and going into auto-pilot, shoved the nurse onto the bed before biting into his neck. When a blonde Kindred witch rushed over to her, Rebekah threw her behind her and into a dresser, the witch hit her head and fell unconscious.

Rebekah sighed as she caught her breath before making a face at the blood in her mouth,

"Ugh, that's disgusting." She grimaced, running out of her room and into the common area. She looked around frantically for the girl she'd just seen before spotting her in a doorway, "Here's hoping you're a friendly ghost." She muttered before taking a breath and running up the stairs after the spirit.

~*•°•*~

"Does anyone else know about your… well, whatever this is?" Evanna asked.

Aria slowly shook her head, "I don't think so."

Evanna nodded, "I suppose that's a good thing for now. If word got back to Dahlia – wherever she is or even worse, Esther and Finn, there's no telling what could happen."

"But we have to tell them at some point, right? I mean, that's what you've been saying this whole time."

"Of course." Evanna nodded before pausing, "Aria… If the Mikaelsons can't help, you know what we'll need to do, yes?"

It took Aria a moment for her mothers' words to sink in before her eyes widened, "No. No! I am not going to Esther. She wouldn't even help me either way!"

"I won't force you to tell me what happened between you and Dahlia, not when everyone else clearly is. But her sister might be our only option." She grabbed Aria's hand, "I am not losing you to this magic. Not when I've just found you. When Davina and Kol are able to break the barrier surrounding the Compound, we'll get them both over here along with Marcel, he grew up with the Mikaelsons, he might know something. No-" She interrupted, seeing the look on Aria's face, "They deserve to know."

"They don't need to know!" Aria objected, voice raising slightly, "If-if we can fix this, then maybe they'll never need to know."

"Why did you come to me?"

Aria fell short of an answer.

"Aria, you came to me because you know I will help you. And because you knew that if you did this alone, if you had it your way, you'd keep this to yourself." Evanna said patiently, "I understand that you don't want to worry your family, but there's nothing else we can do without them."

Aria's eyes filled with fear before she sighed, a breath suddenly catching in her throat, "Aria?" Aria didn't respond, "Aria?"

Evanna leant closer in concern as Aria's breathing slowly became more erratic, "Aria?" Before the vampire could even understand what was happening, she screamed as she was thrown across the room and Aria fell back down into the sofa, unconscious.

Her own eyes, now wide with fear themselves, darted around the room as several things caught on fire. She looked back at Aria before weakly groaning and biting into her wrist, forcing it into Aria's mouth. As the coppery liquid pooled in Aria's mouth before slipping down her throat, the fire stopped as if it had never been there.

Evanna's eyes pooled with tears as she brushed a stray hair off of the teenager's face, closing Aria's eyes to avoid staring at the crimson rather than the blue she'd grown used to, "Oh Aria. What has that witch done?"

Her eyes flickered over to Aria's phone and after a moment of mental debate, she picked it up and dialled a number, "Aria?" Davina's worried voice asked from the other side of the phone, "Aria is that you?"

"No. It's Evanna."

"Evanna? Why do you have Aria's phone?" Davina asked in confusion before another voice spoke up,

"Is she okay?" A new voice asked.

Kol sounded worried. No, not quite worried, downright terrified. It was an odd sound, Evanna decided, an off sound. Not one that she quite recognised and yet there was no question that it was his voice.

Evanna sighed and her eyes strayed to Aria as the young witch began screaming, "No. I'm afraid she isn't."

~*•°•*~

Davina shared a worried look with Kol before looking back at the phone, "I'll be there as soon as I can." She promised before hanging up and going back to setting the spell up.

"Did I just hear screaming?" Kol asked. Davina spared a look up at him with sorrowful eyes, "I know I did."

Kol's worry increased further and his jaw clenched as he continued setting the spell up by passing the ingredients through the barrier and creating a salt and sand circle with red flower petals in the middle. They ignored the fighting werewolves and vampires behind them to focus on getting out before they heard Marcel yell at them,

"Davina! Start the spell!" Marcel yelled.

With another shared glance, they lit the final candles and crushed the herbs.

~*•°•*~

Continuing to follow the spirit up the stairs into an attic, Rebekah watched as the spirit passed through the locked door, conveniently lacking a doorknob. She growled and began to pound on the door, "Stupid… human… body!" Rebekah yelled as she stopped. She sighed and began to walk away before hearing a creaking noise behind her.

She turned around and her eyes widened as she noticed the door was open. She walked inside. In the attic room, her eyes darted around in confusion before noticing a coffin with a clear lid in the middle of the room, though it was fogged up with dust. She walked up to it and her eyes widened, noticing that the necklace clutched in the girls' hands was the same one of the Spirits'. She spun around as she heard footsteps coming up the stairs and slowly walked outside the room to investigate.

The door slammed shut behind her and one of the Kindred witches glared at her silently.

"I'm sorry. I'll go willingly." Rebekah murmured.

The witch grabbed her arms and pulled her downstairs, Rebekah staring at the mysterious room for as long as she could.

~*•°•*~

Davina and Kol stood opposite each other with their hands raised in parallel, they began chanting as a sudden gust of wind blew through the Compound, all of the candles blowing out around them. Davina looked at the threshold of the house and slowly held out her hand to check for the boundary.

"Davina!" Kol yelled warningly. The witch ignored him and kept going, her hand passing through the barrier effortlessly. The spell had worked.

Hayley stepped forward, "Okay, Jack, now!"

"Come on, go!" Jackson yelled, rushing the werewolves out of the house along with Hayley whilst the vampires who couldn't leave in the daylight, hid in the shadows until it was safe again. On his way out, Aiden looked over his shoulder at Josh with a sad glance before he left too.

"Remember, sixty seconds!" Kol shouted.

A second later, Klaus grabbed Kol and threw him back into the Compound before he could leave, hitting the floor and cutting his forehead whilst Klaus remained outside the boundary.

"Slight change of plans, brother. I no longer have to treat you as anything but the treacherous liar that you truly are."

"What the bloody hell?"

"Where is she?" Klaus demanded. Kol looked behind his brother at the vampires who were staring at him hungrily before sighing in relief as he realised that he was in the sunlight. They couldn't get to him.

Davina looked between the two brothers before clenching her jaw and sighing, turning to Klaus, "Klaus, please. They'll kill him!"

"Well, he should have thought about that before he betrayed our sister! Rebekah never made it to her new body, did she? And, seeing as you cast the spell, and, well, you're you, I'd hardly call it an uncrackable case!"

"Rebekah's fine, Nik!" Kol yelled as he angrily started to walk over to Klaus, "It was a prank, nothing more than anything you lot have done to me, but I bet it's different when it's one of-"

Before he could reach Klaus, he yelled as the barrier burned him. His eyes widened in fear,

Klaus smirked, "Barrier's back up."

Kol's eyes widened further as groups of vampires, now able to come out in the sunlight, swarmed around him as Klaus continued speaking, "And those vampires look oh-so hungry. Now, I was willing to welcome you back in my home, but you had to return to your petty, selfish jealousies! Well, let's see how well they help you survive when you're stuck in there!" He yelled.

"No, Nik! Nik! I need to get out! Nik!"

Klaus ignored him in favour of storming out of the Compound and leaving his brother surrounded by hungry vampires. Accidentally bumping into Marcel who glared at him, Kol raised his hands in a non-threatening manner.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Marcel..." Davina whispered fearfully.

Marcel looked over to her before sighing and turning to Kol reluctantly, shoving him towards the stairs, "If I were you, I would make myself scarce. Go!"

Kol locked eyes with Davina and she nodded wordlessly.

She'd go and find Aria.

~*•°•*~

Two of the blonde Kindred witches carried a half-asleep Rebekah back into her room before lying her down onto her bed. With two final suspicious glances to her, they both left. As she slept, the lettered tiles on the floor slowly scattered apart.

They slowly shuffled around in different directions on the ground as they went from spelling 'Who Are You' to 'Freya'.

Across the city, Aria's screams slowed to shouts, then to whimpers, and then ceased entirely as a small, calm smile made its way onto her face.

~*•°•*~

As Always, SecretMidnightRose