Nikolas Reminded Josie Of Lizzie, The Way He'd Crack A Joke Or Annoy Her So Deeply Only To Then Make

hearing the dead are being resurrected and seeing it are two totally different things. when it happens, no one is really sure how they would react, gabriela happened to start with staring. summer had died two years ago, it was something that sent a shockwave through the savlatore-gilbert family and so many others. so to see her walking about the streets caused gabi to stop right in her tracks. taking a deep breath she walked forward and tapped the other on her shoulder. "summer, i have a ton of question but the loudest one is, have you spoken to your parents and are you okay?" it was a loaded questions, but she wasn't sure how the other was brought back to life. concern laced their face as they examined summer for any signs of harm.

As Summer stepped off the bus in New Orleans, the humid air wrapped around her like a heavy blanket. She took a deep breath, trying to shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in her chest. It had been two years since she died, and now she was back, searching for answers about her family and her own death.

Confusion clouded her mind as she navigated the unfamiliar streets, her heart racing with a mix of fear and determination. The sight of the bodies, their lifeless forms bearing the unmistakable marks of a violent struggle, sent shivers down her spine. Was it werewolves? Vampires? The supernatural world she had only heard whispers about?

Despite her fear, there was a glimmer of bravery in her eyes as she clutched the necklace that had brought her back from the beyond. It was that same bravery that had kept her going through the uncertainty of her newfound existence. Now, as she delved deeper into the mysteries of New Orleans, she knew that facing the unknown was the only way to uncover the truth about her family and the dark forces at play in the city.

As Summer's journey unfolded, she found herself drawn into a web of supernatural intrigue, where every step brought her closer to unraveling the secrets of her past and the chilling reality of the supernatural world.

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EVERY FEMALE CHARACTER THAT I LOVE (in alphabetical order) JOSIE SALTZMAN - LEGACIES I was afraid of being strong. I thought being strong meant hurting Lizzie or being like Kai. I told myself that being powerful meant being evil. But it doesn’t. Hope is strong. And she’s good. You made a story, I made a story where I was powerless but that’s not true. Because I can change this story.

gabriela couldn't help but give hope a soft smile, she was always unsure of how to greet the demon, most likely due to the odd relationship between hope and tyler. they didn't blame hope for feeling such animosity towards their husband, but also felt the need to defend him each time. the balance provided a weird balance for the whole mikaelson-lockwood clan. however, now that she was in the faction, gabbi grew closer with hayley and tolerated klaus. shaking her head softly, she then nodded in agreement. "you can call me gabbi, by the way and you're right these dresses have a lot of fabric. i've always been a fan of a nice satin slip dress, feels nice against the skin, easy to get off...." her voice got lower, realizing that she was not in the presence of someone her age. sure, hope knew all about the birds and bees, but being a mom meant that not everyone felt comfortable speaking on the topic. clearing her throat, the demon took a sip of their champagne and smirked. "don't tell your mom i said that."

PAYING ATTENTION TO ANYTHING but the massive amount of fabric that the tribid had to currently mange to walk in, was proving to be a tad difficult. dainty hands, were gripping the corners of her dress, she'd glided her way through the many interested parties with promises of saving a dance or twelve for those that asked ( with no intention of delivering of course ) an ocean colored gaze, looked around, taking hold of a champagne flute, she allowed one side of her gown to drop. only coming to a sharp halt as she lightly slammed into someone else, the person appearing unfamiliar for a moment, before her gaze focused. " oh.. gab... mrs. lockwood? " their families weren't close ⸺ in fact her friendship with kaya was merely a few years old, and while she held the hellhound in high regard the history between families was a bit too dense to ignore. " still learning to navigate this thing. " she mused with an awkward laugh. " should have asked for an INSTRUCTION manual before wearing it. "

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josie had lived her worst fear for three long years. so you'd think there'd be nothing the siphoner couldn't handle. well she wasn't that strong, all her life she'd been overcome with irrational fears. a faint blue light caught her attention, only moments ago she'd been looking for benni and then seconds later fear rose from her stomach. at first, josie wasn't even sure what she was scared of, just hyperaware of the way her chest began to tighten. before she could even pin point the source of the issue, someone ran into her causing her to fall backwards into the ground.

letting out a loud “oph” as she hit the ground, she looked up to see the other begging for her life. getting on her hands she crawled towards the other and did her best to calm them. "hey, it's okay i'm not making you chose anything." if there was something she understood, it was the overbearing fear of destiny.

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You have to chose. You have to choose. To be the bringer of Balance, Seventh Daughter.

Nova was shaking in fear. The witch didn't know what to choose. She tried to talk with the delusion of her mind almost pleading.

"That's a fluke! I don't have to choose anything!" Nova said.

You have to chose. You have to choose. To be the bringer of Balance, Seventh Daughter.

Nova gulped before she starting to run as fast as she could. She didn't have to choose if she ran from it right. Nova kept running as the delusion made the path twist and turn. Nova unknowingly collided into something.

The witch looked up with freightened eyes panting.

"Please. I beg of you don't make me choose."

she knew something was wrong, from the moment she set foot on the property, her gut was telling her that this wasn't right. so when motives were revealed, the hybrid was ready to fight for her families survival. with claws and fangs at the ready, she made her way through hunters while remaining on the search for her children. her vision was altered, the only focus being each hunters heartbeat the rest blurred. she wasn't herself anymore, something else altogether, something she knew so well and yet tried to hide away. because she wanted to be better, for her children, for the people around her. that's why she joined the faction, to make sure that klaus didn't go too far when given so much power. to make sure that her children could then have some of their own and not worry about supernatural politics.

it was a long shot, she knew that it was going to take a lot of hard work to undo centuries of damage, but she'd try with all her might to make it right. she sensed him, way before he was ever in sight, all she saw was red until she placed a hand on his shoulder. meeting his angry glare, she rolled her eyes and smirked. blood covered her white gown, hair now messy, mask ripped off by some hunter long ago. "yeah we all know how much i enjoy playing by the rules." wiping the sweat off her brow, she gave him a look. "have you seen any of the kids?"

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he  despised  surprises,  especially  those  he  hadn't  meticulously  orchestrated  himself  or  those  that  threatened  the  safety  of  his  loved  ones.  it  was  a  point  of  pride  that  he  hadn't  threatened  or  killed  anyone  in  a  considerable  time.  yet ┈┈  as  he  watched  the  hunter  dispatch  vampires  with  impunity,  he  felt  that  familiar ┈┈  bloodthirsty  urge  surge  within  him,  questioning  if  he  had  grown  too  soft  over  the  years.  no,  of  course  he  hadn't.  but  where  once  his  instinct  would  have  been  to  attack  and  kill  with  unrestrained  pleasure ┈┈ he  knew  this  time  it  wasn't  an  option.

instead ┈┈  he  moved  like  a  specter  through  the  chaos,  navigating  the  maelstrom  of  thrown  bodies  and  pools  of  crimson  staining  the  floors  and  linens  of  tables.  his  eyes  darted  through  the  crowd,  desperately  searching  for  his  family.  their  safety  was  his  only  priority.  a  sudden  hand  on  his  shoulder  made  his  hybrid  senses  flare ┈┈  eyes  shifting  to  a  dangerous  black  with  golden  irises  peeking  through  the  inky  darkness.  he  turned,  ready  to  strike.

"you,"  he  growled,  his  features  relaxing  slightly  as  recognition  dawned,  eyes  returning  to  their  normal  state  before  turning  and  continuing  in  the  direction  he  was  headed.  "rule  one  in  survival:  don't  sneak  up  on  a  hybrid,  you  should  be  familiar  with  this  should  you  not?" 

"i'm always ready to bolt." hayley admitted looking around the room as people went about their night with carefree attitude, but with the way her life had been, she'd never learned to settle. turns out the feeling was never wrong, her fight response was always correct when it came to these things. it was visible, only the screams could be heard at first, but then she noticed the waiters walk in some type of position before taking of their masks and bringing out hidden weapons. "and this is exactly why..." she trailed off, grabbing a knife from her small purse, before bearing her claws. turning quickly to beau, her eyes grew wide. "have you seen hope or charlie?"

To say the least, things were a little complex for him now. Navigating the world knocked his footing off as he tried to settle into the new shoes being a hybrid had put him in. More often than not, he'd withdrawn into the background until he could surely trust himself again. That was going to take time, and work. But one thing he could always trust was Hayley. So when he noticed her at the bar, looking a might bit off center and focused, his spidey-senses went off and he moved closer to her. "You look like you're ready to bolt.... something up?"

a giggle escaped hayley's lips as her eyes scanned a few people not dancing so well, turning to her daughter she smirked. "oh no the couples are cute, even if some of them really didn't choose the right colors." if anyone was going to be telling the hybrid that she needed to loosen up, it was hope. the only one who she wouldn't give some death glare to, for even the tiniest remark of being on edge. a soft sigh escaped her lips, she'd been caught red handed. "alright alright, you aren't wrong..." she trailed off, as her eye roll was cut short from the touch of the other. hope had always been an anchor, keeping haylely afloat in world of uncertainty.

drinking the rest of her champagne, while taking in the way hope sparkled. not just because of all the glitter, there was something else. it was obvious that someone special had put hope in such a mood, knowing deep down that it wasn't just lizzie being back that would pull these feelings out. "lizzie will absolutely be pulling that card for the next few years, maybe more than that." she chuckled before finally deciding to ask the question. "do you know you look smitten? as if someone here hangs the stars in the sky for you each night." they didn't have to talk about it now, but hayley had to know if she was correct, that her daughter may have found that person she wanted to be with forever.

" YOU MEAN PAST THE BAD DANCING and mismatched ' couple themed ' wardrobe choices? " the tribid mused as she took a comfortable stand next to her mother, a drink of her own in one hand . " a lack of our presence on the dance floor. " hope finished with a tilt of her chin, a smirk present on her features as her baby blue gaze focused on her mother. " i know you're in ' super mom ' mode at present... but that doesn't mean you can't have fun. " and who better to distract her than her eldest. " in fact that's an order, from the mouth of your FAVORITE daughter. " tone was light, and an affectionate hand came to rest over her mother's arm, which she gave a light squeeze too. " i'd take advantage, this may be the FIRST and probably last time, you see me looking like a frosted cupcake that fell into a tub of glitter. " she gestured towards her marshmallow looking dress, the earrings laurie had given her, sparkling as her head moved. " well maybe not ⸺ lizzie might use the ' i was dead card ' to try and get me into another. "