Hope had no trouble locating Kyle. When she found him, he was outside of Lizzie and Josie's bedroom, obviously dropping Lizzie off from an evening spent together.

The tall blonde girl was wearing Kyle's Salvatore School jacket, even though she really should have just worn her own. But pretending to be cold was a good way to bond with Kyle.

That bitch is always calculating. Hope thought. Somewhere in her mind, a voice told her she had just done the same thing with Jeremy Gilbert. She ignored it.

Hope was down at the end of the hallway, waiting around a corner so they couldn't see her. To get back to his room, Kyle would have to come this way, right past her.

She kept watching them have their 'end of evening' chatter, with neither one quite sure how to break it off. It was so awkwardly, and endearingly, and sickeningly, cute. Hope could have puked.

Hope grinned as she saw Kyle gently remove the jacket from Lizzie's shoulder and put it on himself. Then he took a step back as if to walk away, despite Lizzie's chest-heaving and longing look. She clearly wanted Kyle to kiss her, but Hope didn't think it was likely because he didn't seem the type to just take charge like that.

Instead he backed away further, and Hope smiled even more.

Before he got too far, though, Lizzie reached out and grabbed hold of the jacket, yanking Kyle back to her and putting him in a surprise lip-lock. Kyle was clearly stunned, and tried to back away, but Lizzie wrapped a leg around the back of his knee so he couldn't escape.

Wow, she's really laying it on him! Hope thought, somewhat impressed, as the kiss still continued.

She was actually trying to pull Kyle forcibly into the room, with Kyle placing his hands on the door frame to keep from being pulled in. Then another set of hands appeared, and attempted to pry the two of them apart.

Thank God for Josie. Hope thought.

Josie kept saying "Lizzie, stop it! Would you let him go?!"

Finally, Lizzie calmed herself and let herself be pulled away. Kyle was a bit wobbly.

Josie apologized profusely. "I'm sorry, that's just how she is!"

"That's alright." Kyle said, with a weak smile.

Lizzie was smiling at Kyle and tried to go back to him, but Josie pulled her back inside. "Say goodnight, Lizzie. God!"

"Goodniiiiiiight, Kyle." She said in a seductive, sing-song voice that again made Hope want to puke.

"Erm, Goodnight." Kyle said, as Josie slammed the door in his face.

Ugh. Thought Hope. That was awful. Poor guy.

Kyle was actually smiling a stupid smile as he started walking down the long hallway towards Hope.

Hope closed her eyes and took several deep breaths. This was it. This thing was happening. Could she do this?

YES. She thought. I'm a Mikaelson.

Kyle walked right past her on the way to the stairs, but before he got to them, she spoke.

"Hey."

Kyle spun quickly, a panicked look on his face.

"It's just me." She smiled at him. She noticed that only made his panic lessen a small amount though. His heart was beating like a jackhammer.

"Hope." He said. "Um, how did you know where I was?" Then, before she could speak he said "Ohhhhhh, right…"

They both finished the sentence together. "…locator spell."

Hope kept nodding. "That's right. I needed to find you."

Kyle's eyes widened. "Is everything ok? Is that thing back?"

Hope shook her head. "That's why I'm here. I think I know how to get rid of it, forever."

"Really?" Kyle said. "How?"

"I have to show you something. It's back in my room."

Again, Hope heard Kyle's pulse quicken. Goddamnit, Landon! She thought. What did you tell him?

"Ummmm maybe we should wait for Dr. Saltzman and see what he says?" Kyle could not forget the warning from Landon.

Hope shook her head. "I can't do that…because he'll try to stop us."

"What? Why would he do that?"

Now Hope held his gaze for a long moment. "Listen," she said, "my grandmother was a very, very powerful witch. I have her grimoire, and…"

Kyle interrupted. "Her what now?"

"Her grimoire. It's essentially book of spells and magical formulas."

Kyle said nothing else, so Hope went on.

"It has incredibly powerful magic inside of it, but not all of that magic is considered 'good' magic. There are spells in there that Alaric, um Dr. Saltzman, wouldn't like me to use. Spells that he would consider to be dark magic."

Kyle actually didn't know what to say, so he continued to stay quiet.

"I'm pretty sure I've figured out how to stop all of this, but we can't bring him in. He won't let us use it, for any reason."

She stepped closer to him. "So when I asked you back to my room before, it wasn't for hot chocolate. It was for this…but you have to decide."

Kyle felt like huge a idiot. Here this girl was trying to help him, again, and he thought she was trying to make moves on him, or somehow do something to him. What kind of arrogant bastard was he?

He smiled at her. "Lead the way, let's do it."

Her face lit up with a smile. "This way, then." And she took off down the hall.

As they walked, she spoke again.

"I can actually remove the locator spell if you want?"

Kyle actually was kind of creeped out by knowing they could track him so easily.

"Is that a good idea?" He asked. He was in way over his head now, so he had no clue.

"Normally, no," she said, "but we're about to solve this whole problem, so it won't be needed anymore. Then neither Lizzie -nor I- can use it to find you." She let out a laugh and caught his eye as she walked beside him. Kyle finally felt a bit of camaraderie from Hope.

"You know what? Go ahead and take it off." He said.

Hope walked up to a door at the end of the long hallway they had just traversed.

"Well, here we are." She said. She then spun to face him.

"Ok, I'm going to remove the spell now. Hold still."

Then she stepped in close and reached up to place two hands on either side of his face. Kyle suppressed another flinch, not wanting to ruin their new status.

She looked into his eyes for a moment, then closed her eyes and spoke.

"Voluptatemerius eta Doloremia." She said. Kyle felt a rush of something wash through him.

Then he went back to normal, and she removed her hands. She smiled and looked him up and down. She let out a satisfied "Hmmph." Then turned to unlock her door.

"So is that it? The spell is gone?" Kyle asked. He thought it was weird that no one had to do this to put the spell on him, and he hadn't felt anything at all, but what did he know about magic?

"Yup!" Hope said, becoming more and more chipper. She had the door opened and beckoned Kyle in.

Kyle strode in and got a look at the place. This was the place that Landon strenuously insisted that he should not go. He wondered what happened between them. He knew it was really none of his business, though.

Hope's room was quite messy. Clothes were strewn everywhere, and there were what Kyle assumed to be magical items and powders laying around, too. It smelled nice, though.

Hope closed the door behind him. He thought he heard her lock it, and wondered why for a second, but then he thought that a girl can't too careful, especially in this school. It was probably just a force of habit for her.

Kyle was anxious to get started. "So where's this book? I can't wait to see it."

Hope shook her head. "Well, that's kind of a thing…you have to turn around and close your eyes."

"Um…what?" Kyle asked.

"The book actually is dangerous. Alar— Dr. Saltzman isn't wrong about that. It can be harmful for untrained people to set eyes on it. It's best if you don't look directly at it."

"I don't know, Hope." Kyle said. "If it's that dangerous, maybe we should just wait."

Hope shook her head. "We can't wait anymore, Kyle. You don't know this, but they tried to stop the creature in the Library today. They failed. It beat all of them and got away."

Kyle's face was now a mask of fear.

"That thing got in here? They said it couldn't! Th-they can't stop it?" He said, and Hope actually did feel for him. A little.

"I don't think so, but my way can. Still, it's up to you. I won't try to force you, I'm only trying to help." She looked at him and waited to see what he would say.

Kyle looked at her. This beautiful girl, who he had regarded with distrust and suspicion, had saved his life twice, and was now going save it again. He felt ashamed of himself for doubting her.

"Ok, I'm ready, let's do it." Hope smiled at him in a reassuring way. She made a 'turn around' motion with her hand. As he turned he could see she was moving to get something from under her bed.

"Hope, I have to tell you something." He said as he faced the wall of her bedroom.

"Ok, like what?" She asked. Kyle could hear movement behind him. Stuff being pushed aside. What did it take to pull out a book?

"Well," he said, "I was suspicious of you. I guess…I guess I was afraid of you after you showed me what you could do on the docks…and that's my fault."

Kyle heard more movement behind him, then the lights turned down, and then he could hear matches and candles being placed, but she didn't say anything, so he continued.

"I know you saved my life a couple of times now, but I…I let the things people said about you get to me, and I feel terrible about that. I hope that we could maybe…we could be friends? Even after this is over?"

Kyle didn't hear anything for a couple of long moments. So he spoke again. "Hope?"

Then he heard something thump down, presumably onto Hope's bed. He heard the springs squeak. Then she finally spoke.

"I'm glad to hear that, Kyle. You can turn around now, because I've got something I've been wanting to say to you for awhile now, too."

Kyle spun around, and as he did, he heard Hope scream out:

"EAT IT, BITCH!" The words echoed somehow throughout the room.

Kyle was shocked by the words, but even more by what he saw.

Hope Mikaelson was laying on her bed, completely naked.

Kyle could see every bit of her smooth, pale skin in the bright candlelight. Her shiny brown hair was flowing down onto her shoulders and spreading onto the bed underneath her.

She was sitting up, resting on her elbows, her legs were dangling over the edge of the bed at the knees, with her thick thighs spread wide apart, leading Kyle's eye to the spot where they met. Kyle could see the bright pink lips of Hope's already slick pussy glistening in the candlelight, covered by only a light tufting of soft brown hair.

But even that was nothing compared to the sight of Hope's globular, heavy, titanic TITS. The fleshy mounds were so large that Kyle could barely accept their size, and yet gravity seemed not to take hold the way that he thought it should, for they rested on the girl's chest easily, and jiggled and swayed with each of her tiny motions. Her pink nipples were jutting out, seeming to point right at him.

And that beautiful, angelic face. The way she was looking at him. Like she was staring into his soul.

Everything came crashing down on him at that moment. She had lied. LIED to get him here. This was a trick! Even though his body had starting reacting to the sight of her, Kyle also felt a rising panic. He had to get out of here!

He tried to find his voice. "Hope, I think we're both a bit confused about things, so I'm just going to…" But the girl cut him off. The next words she said chilled Kyle to his bones.

"Eat. Me. Out." She said in a cold voice.

Kyle was about to protest again, but she forestalled him.

"NOW!" The word echoed throughout the room, and the volume was far louder than Hope should have been able to make with her voice. It made him jump.

Kyle turned and ran for the door. Or at least he tried to. There was an invisible wall behind him. He was trapped!

He scrabbled at the invisible force, but he couldn't get past it.

"H-Hope! Let me out of here!" he tried to sound authoritative, even knowing he was powerless against her.

Then he felt a wave of heat pass through him.

"Unnnh…!" He moaned, and actually used the invisible barrier to hold himself up. The wave passed.

"It's starting already." Hope said, smiling a wicked smile.

"What was that?!" Kyle asked, panicked.

"I never removed the locator spell. I was doing something else." She said, gigantic bare tits still jiggling as she spoke.

Kyle felt his stomach sink. "What did you do?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

She smiled even wider. "I put a spell of pleasure and pain on you. I connected us with it."

Kyle's stomach was twisting itself into knots at her words. "What is that!? What does that mean!?"

Hope was still smiling and extremely calm. She ran a hand casually though her hair as she answered, naked breasts bobbing along gamely in time with her motions.

"That means," she said, "that if I don't start feeling pleasure in the next 5 minutes…"

Her smile got even wider, if that was possible, as she continued.

"…you're going to start feeling pain."

Kyle's eyes were so wide he was sure his eyeballs could just fall out, and he didn't say anything as Hope's gleeful laughter washed over him.