Stiles always thought he was a normal human and he always tried his best to keep it that way. He didn't get the bite from Peter, Derek, or Scott. But when the Nogitsune was ripped out of his soul it awakened something that no one had anticipated o...
Hope stared at herself in the mirror, was that still her name? Or was it Allison? She was just so confused. Who was she now?
She brushed an eyelash away her cheek and a memory filled her mind.
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Hope shivered, crossing her arms. Trying to push Scott's face out of her mind, she tired to calm herself down. What did she do to calm down? Paint or shoot.
She held her head, a headache starting to form.
Her Dad, was it Chris or Klaus, she remembered them both so clearly. She remembered how Chris comforted her when she broke up with Scott.
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But she also remembered when Hope was seven years old the first time she met Klaus and they both bonded over their love of painting. And he told her that she would be the greatest witch in history and she had hugged him for the first time.
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She wanted to try something, something that this body has never done before.
Walking out of her room she weaved through all of the people in the halls heading for Alaric's personal armory that he kept hidden from all the other students.
When she entered it she immediately went for the compound bow that Alaric never used.
Picking it up she took the quiver of arrows.
"Invisique," Hope muttered, making her invisible to everyone.
She hurried outside, hating the feeling of being invisible, reminding her too much of when she was just a ghost.
