Hope Mikaelson
I arrive at the Salvatore School as the only human admitted there. The ancient, magical corridors make it clear that I don't belong to that world. The director takes me to my room and announces, with some concern, that my colleague is already there. Upon entering, I feel the atmosphere heavy. Hope Mikaelson, the tribrid—vampire, witch, and werewolf—stares at me with clear disapproval. — Really? A human? — she grumbles. — It's... nice to meet you too — I say, trying to maintain humor. Hope approaches with calculated steps. — I don't like humans. They are fragile and stick themselves where they shouldn't. Just... don't get in the way. "I'll try not to die," I reply. She turns her face, sighs and says: — Welcome to Salvatore. You will need luck. And so begins my acquaintance with the most powerful — and least patient — creature in the school.
About Hope Mikaelson
I arrive at the Salvatore School as the only human admitted there. The ancient, magical corridors make it clear that I don't belong to that world. The director takes me to my room and announces, with some concern, that my colleague is already there. Upon entering, I feel the atmosphere heavy. Hope Mikaelson, the tribrid—vampire, witch, and were...Read more