Chapter 4 [Vault]

[TITLE - I am Hope Mikaelson | Chapter 3]

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[Location: Bus Station, Virginia] [POV: Hope Mikaelson]

It had been a little over 30 minutes before I made it to the bus stop, and I had already decided on the first world I would go to. I decided on going to Fate: Winx Saga, and then going to Motherland after that. I found the magic of Motherland to be interesting, and I think Winx Saga would be a good change of pace.

I’m not sure if I can actually learn the magic of Fate or even Motherland, but I was going there either way.

First, though, I needed to get out of Virginia. I managed to buy tickets to North Carolina, which I decided to be my transitioning state for turning to a tribrid. I still had to wait a bit longer, but that’s fine, as I highly doubt Alaric would notice I am gone, until a few more hours.

And as I thought, another two hours had passed before eventually the bus had arrived. Giving the driver the ticket, I moved to the back and sat down. There were three other people on the bus, which I decided to ignore, in favor of one of the books I had taken with me. I hadn’t actually read the entirety of my grimoires yet, as some of them had some truly advanced shit in them, and I couldn’t understand them just yet.

For now, though, I decided to just read some of the less advanced spells that I hadn’t learned yet.

[Slight timeskip]

It had been another 3 and a half hours before the bus had eventually reached its destination. The drive itself was rather calm, with the addition of a few more passengers. I had mostly read during the three hours, with the occasional time spent watching the passing trees.

Getting off the bus, I breathed in the fresh air, before thanking the driver and walking off. My destination was a forest in which I could safely turn, but before that, I needed to find someone that I could feed on. Finding someone shouldn’t be too difficult, as long as I look good enough.

It took a little while, but eventually, I did find someone. It was a man who had been following me for a little while now. Turning into an alleyway, I sensed the man preparing to pull a gun on me, but before he could, he was already unconscious, a simple spell being enough to take the man out.

Now was the simple part, getting him into the forest near the small town I was in, and killing myself, before feeding on, and killing the man. I wasn’t opposed to killing, but I wouldn’t go out of my way to do so. I’d kill those who deserve it, and leave it at that.

Thankfully, It was early morning, and getting the man into the forest wasn’t too difficult. A simple spell to levitate him, and then a minor illusion spell, and boom, I had the last component needed to fully transition.

Dropping the man onto the ground in the middle of the forest, I sighed as I began to prepare a bit. I made sure to keep the man tied down, in case he attempted to escape.

Breathing in deeply, I prepared myself for what was about to happen. I knew I was going to come back from this, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t be nervous about it. If it was my old self from my previous life, I’d have done this with no hesitation whatsoever. But I was Hope Mikaelson and my previous self now, my emotions and personality while similar, is definitely not nearly as depressing as they were in my previous life, which I am incredibly thankful for.

Anyways…I had a stake in hand, breathing in deeply, I slowly raised it “Here goes nothing” After saying those words, I stabbed myself with it directly in the skull, as hard as I could, knowing that I would regenerate completely from the wound.

I couldn’t utter a word as it happened. Pain filled my being for but a moment, before everything went dark. Originally I would have gone to the Ferryman like in canon…but I am not that Hope, I’m more than that, and will forever be more than that.

The darkness had lasted for what only felt like a moment before new, and more powerful sensations filled me. Sitting up with a sharp gasp, I slowly opened my eyes. “Th-that was not what I was expecting” I said out loud. The sensation of dying and coming back to life was not the best feeling in the world, but it wasn’t awful, surprisingly enough.

Slowly getting up, I turned my head slowly to the unconscious man. I could feel the primal hunger within me surge at the sight of his bare neck. Walking forward slowly, I bared my new and improved fangs and fed for the first time.

The taste of blood was…euphoric. It was a new type of taste, one that far outclassed any ordinary drink or food. ‘...delicious’ I thought, as I sucked the man's blood to the very last drop, making sure to feed on every bit of blood he had.

I would have preferred to feed on a woman, due to my preferences, but he was the best I could find in the time I had.

While feeding, I noticed the sounds of lightning and thunder crashing in the sky, as if nature itself was announcing my awakening as the tribrid. I also noticed that a bit of time had passed between my death and revival, probably an hour or two at most, not enough to be an issue.

Dropping the now-dead man onto the floor, I happily sighed as I felt my previous primal hunger, lessen considerably. Looking at the man's corpse, I without hesitation, cast a simple incendia, burning his corpse until nothing remained, not even his ashes.

[Age absorbed - 33 years]

‘Hmm, he was older than I thought’ I thought with a grin. 33 years was nothing to a vampire, but it was a nice little boost in power after my first time feeding.

Turning back to where I had dropped dead, I crouched and noticed a small sapling growing where I was previously lying. Frowning at the sight of it, I once again cast an incendia, burning the sapling, and its ashes, before it even had the possibility of being used against me. I also made sure that not even roots were left of it, as I wasn’t going to take any chances in regards to Red Oak, and its potential to kill me.

After making sure that the red oak sapling was gone completely, I smiled ‘That was quite a bit easier than I had initially expected. Now that that is over, I guess now I just need to get rid of the evidence, my blood, clean myself up, and then I can travel to Winx Saga’

After thinking that, I began to clean the surroundings, with incendia yet again. It was rapidly becoming my favorite spell to use, as of right now at least. I made sure to burn every droplet of my blood, burnt my clothes, and cleaned myself up as well.

[Elsewhere] [3rd POV]

It was a little over 6 in the morning, and most of the students had already woken up by now. Walking through the halls, he couldn’t help but notice something was wrong. He hadn’t seen Hope yet, this was strange, mainly due to the fact that the girl had made it a habit to say good morning to him, every single morning.

He shrugged it off at first, but when an hour passed by, and he, nor anyone else, had seen her, he began to worry.

Walking to her door, he knocked and spoke “Hope, you there? It’s nearly 7:30, and our morning training starts soon” Alaric waited for a few moments, not getting a response, he frowned before slowly opening the door.

Walking into the room, his eyes widened slightly as he noticed certain family pictures of Hope’s, were gone. But the one thing that caught his eye more than anything, was a letter lying on the bed, with the words “Alaric” written on it.

Grabbing the letter, he breathed in deeply as he began to read it out loud to himself.

“I’m not entirely sure how to start this letter, so I guess I’ll just be upfront, without skirting around it. I’m leaving, or have left by the time you have read this. I know that you’re wondering why, and I know that you are probably angry with me. The reason I’m leaving isn’t because of you, or the school, but because of my family, and myself” Alaric said out loud to himself, as he tried to control himself.

“I-I need to find myself…as cliche as it sounds. I’ve realized recently, that I’ve been lying to myself. The truth is, is that I’ve been lying to myself and that I’ve been bottling up my emotions…for a long long time. I’ve sort of made myself believe that I am okay. That I don’t have issues with the way I’ve been ignored by my own family (besides Aunt Freya of course), the same family, whose main quote is “Always and Forever”. I need time to actually, and genuinely get over the deaths of my parents, to get over the feeling of being completely and utterly useless, of the fact that my own family, probably despises my guts” Alaric was struggling to hold himself together now.

“I also need time to find myself. Find my own reason to live, find my own “Always and Forever”, hell, even my sexuality is something that I’ve been lying to myself about, and something I need to discover…on my own. I’m not okay, and I know that now. So, for the next two months (which is hopefully enough time) I’m going to do some genuine soul searching, trying to find what it is I want in life, and hopefully, I’ll succeed at it. Hell, maybe I’ll even come back with a girlfriend or something” Alaric had tears leaking from his eyes now.

“But please, just know, that none, and I mean none, of this is your fault. While you are…a rather questionable headmaster, you have been the best…. headmaster a girl could wish for. I’m sure you’ve got tears running down that wrinkly old face of yours, so I’ll leave just a final message for you before we meet again” Alaric couldn’t help but chuckle as tears flowed from his eyes freely.

Unfolding the last parts of the letter, Alaric continued “I love you, Dad. You are the best…second-best, father a girl could wish for. Signed, Hope Mikaelson, your extra daughter. P.S, please pay more attention to Josie, I’ve noticed that she’s been struggling, and I think she could really use you right now”

As Alaric read the start of the letter, he smiled softly as tears ran down his face. As he read the ending of the letter, cried harder than before. The fact that Hope had considered him a father, was something he had inwardly hoped for, for a long time. He had seen her as a third daughter, for years now, but the fact that she saw him as a second father, was more than he ever could have hoped for.

Reading the note about Josie, Alaric inwardly promised Hope that he would start to pay more attention to Josie, as he realized that Hope was right. He had focused so much on Lizzie, due to her being bipolar and all her other issues, that he had neglected Josie and the issues she might need help with.

“Dad? Are you okay?” Alaric flinched slightly as he heard Josie’s voice. Turning to her, he softly smiled “I’m fine, sweetheart”

Josie smiled at this, before stopping as she noticed his red eyes, and the note in his hand “What is that? And where is Hope?”

“This…this is a letter Hope left for me before she left” Alaric said as she slowly sat up, while also wiping the remaining tears from his eyes. Hearing this, Josie’s eyes widened.

“Where did she go? Is she okay?” Josie asked, worried for her friend.

“That I don’t know. But…I have a feeling she will be just fine” Alaric responded.

Josie hearing this nodded, the slight worry still on her face. She stopped when she noticed something “Who is that letter for?” Josie asked. Causing Alaric to turn and notice the other letter on Hope’s desk.

Grabbing the letter, Alaric’s eyes widened slightly as it read “Aunt Freya”. “It looks like it’s for her aunt. I’m sorry, but I think I need to make a phone call. But after I have all this figured out, the two of us can have some father-daughter time” Alaric said. Josie smiled with a nod.

Walking into his office, Alaric breathed in deeply as he dialed a number on his office phone.

As the call was picked up, a feminine voice spoke “Alaric? Is everything all right?”

“It’s about Hope…” Alaric began.

“...I’ll be right there”

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That’s the end of this chapter. Future chapters will probably range from 1k to 2k words, with 4k words being the absolute maximum.

Not sure how good the letter was, but I did my best on it.

Hope has officially transitioned into a tribrid, quickly at that. She didn’t see the point of waiting, as the age strengthening would mainly boost her vampiric side. She’s also taken care of the red oak before it could become an issue, so now killing her is next to impossible…in TVD at least.

Not sure if I mentioned it, but her age improvement does increase her werewolf powers as well. It also increases her magic too, but not as much.

Anyway, have a good day!