Chapter 1- Brothers loves

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Flash Back- Hope is 7 years old

The blanket slid along the floor in her wake, the chocolate teddy had lost its way before she even left her bedroom. The sleep dust had refused to leave her eyes despite her constant fight. Pink fluffy unicorn pjs. In this moment you would not believe that she was a Mikaelson and would one day be a powerful tribrid.

"Uncle 'Lijah?" The original turned round his suit almost not creasing. His expression was unreadable as he nelt down beside her.

"Where you goin' 'Lijah?" She asked spotting the suitcase behind him. "Is there something wrong. Are you not happy?"

"Hope," he started in a sweet tone, " I have been here a long time now, Niklaus has redeemed himself and found love. I believe it is time for me to leave and find my own love."

"But 'Lijah-"

"I won't be gone for too long and when I return I'll bring a friend with me." He hugged her tightly.

"Goodbye Hope."

"Bye bye Uncle 'Lijah."

He stood up adjusting his sleeves. He was almost out the door when Hope shouted at him, almost giggling.

"What's her name?"

"Katerina Petrova." And with that, he was long gone into the starry night.

Flash forward- A few days before the prologue

Sat uncomfortably in the corner of the room, Hope stared out into the obis of vampires, werewolves and witches. Hell and heaven theme. It was quite ironic. The entirety of the supernatural community in New Orleans was dresses up a daring devils and pure angels, of course the majority was dressed in red. Freya was a perfect match for her family, her blonde swung as she partied hard with witches from all the covens including Davina and Kol while Klaus had joined the dancers and put his arms around Camille.

Cami had been here as long as Hope could remember. She, Auntie Freya and Auntie Rebekah would babysit Hope as a toddler while the rest of the family went away for 'business', this was after Hope's great Aunt Dahlia had passed away and Hope had been reunited with her family after a long wait.

Hope observed the couple, ignoring the sounds of the night life, they were both smiling but her fathers smile didn't reach his eyes as he gazed at Cami's golden blonde hair.

The monster fell in love with a girl full of light with golden hair.

Hope closed her piercing blue eyes as she focused on the words. They were from a story her Aunt Bekah used to tell her as a child, one of her only memories as a child. She used to believe that it Cami but now she was uncertain.

"Why aren't you enjoying the party Hope?" Rebekah had pulled herself away from Marcel's grasp to check on her niece sitting solemnly in the corner.

"He loves her, doesn't he?" There was no smile on Hopes face as she asked this.

Rebekah followed her niece's gaze... but didn't know how to answer as Hope had just seen something she has first noticed a few years ago.

"What brought this on?"

"Who's the girl full of light with golden hair?" Hope watched her Aunt closely.

Rebekah glanced one last time at Klaus and sighed, "Come with me."

The girls went unnoticed by the crowd as they pushed through the masses, after all, it is a party. Slowly the sounds of the drunk became distant as they went deeper into the compound until Rebekah pushed through a marrĂ³n door. Hope stayed nervously at the frame of the door and whispered as if the walls had ears, "Bekah! You can't just go in there, this is fathers study, even Cami can't go in there."

"As long as we don't tell Nic, he will never have to know."

Cautiously, Hope tiptoed into the room. "Wow!" Every surface was filled with plain canvases,paints, sketches, pencils,paintings.

The sound of Rebekah's heels echoed as she walked towards a painting on the overside of the room, covered with a simple cream cloth.

As Rebekah removed it, dust particles flew into the air before revealing a painting of a girl and a pure white horse. Her blue eyes shone with the stars around her and like the story said, she had golden hair and was full of light.

"Is that her?" Hope didn't even need to ask.

Rebekah nodded, a sad smile appeared on her face and she gestured to the rest of the room. In every nock and cranny, dotted around the room , were sketches of the same girl, by the horse, standing next to a painting, standing in a forest, laughing, smiling, with a glass of champagne in her hand, her sleeping, her lying on a sofa...wounded, she was everywhere. Carefully, Hope picked up a packed sketch book from the table, flicking thought it she noticed that it was like the room, pictures of the same girl were dotted throughout the pages.

Slowly, Hopes shimmering ocean eyes met her Aunt's.

"Auntie, who is she?"

"Her name is Caroline Forbes."

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it!

-Laura