Hope Pov
I landed in a alley in New Orleans. I walked out of the alley into the bustling busy streets of New Orleans. I kept waking and getting weird stares, like people have seen me before. I kept walking closer to the whispering of apparently spirits to find my way to the grimlore. I stopped outside a compound. The doors were closed and locked. Before entering I muttered a spell to enhance my hearing and smells. I heard fighting and yelling and smelled blood. Of course it did, I knew what I was getting myself into. All that mattered was the grimlore. I smirked. I put a dangerous look of my face, then I raised my arms in the air slamming both the doors open on either side. I saw the man Klaus being chained down by some vampires. So much for him being all powerful hybrid. Everyone stared at me weirdly like they knew me. Klaus Mikealson literally looked like a older male version of me. I sighed and snapped my finger. Everyone except Klaus fell unconscious. I was going to have some fun first. He sped over to me and grabbed my throat and pinned me against the wall than said," What business do you have with my family girl." I just smirked and gave him a huge headache only I could give him, since none of the other witches were powerful enough to hurt a Original. He fell to the floor and clutched his head in pain. Then I flicked him against the wall so he was unable to move. I smirked. So much for powerful hybrid. Just as I was about to have some fun, another Original who I presumed to be Elijah sped over to me. I said, "Don't even think of hurting me unless you want to end up like Klaus and the other vampires unconscious." I used my dangerous look and smirked. He said, " I do not wish to hurt you child," Let is have a civilized conversation. Please release Niklaus." Klaus was snarling at me I only grinned. I felt a weird witchy connection with these people, it felt like they were my family. I decided to save my grimlore plans for later. In signed and flicked my finger, Klaus was released. Elijah asked me how I was more powerful than Klaus. I sighed and said that I will explain in the story. I heard a whisper telling me I was adopted. A grin came upon my face when I realized those horrible people I called my parents were not my blood. Then I explained my story.
