Strength

Once Hope left the bewildered Sofie on the ground, she used her magic to scan the area of any Mikaelsons. To her surprise, she found her uncle in the cave of the coven. After which, there was a terrible sight awaiting her. There were four witches performing a ritual to take power from Kol and send it to another witch. She assumed that the witch was Sabine. However, the problem was that she died, and now that power has nowhere to go. 

If left unattended it would equally divide itself among these three witches. However, Hope was certainly not going to let that happen.

"Am I interrupting something?" Hope coughed, Immediately all of the witches stopped their ritual and turned to face her. 

To which she simply responded by snapping her fingers and blowing the heads off all the witches present.

"Well, that was awkward." She spoke, although to no one in particular. Hope then took her uncle off the altar and slung him over her shoulder. Upon exiting the cave she found Sophie waiting for her outside of it. It seems she planned to rush here after she recovered from her initial shock.

"Hello again Sophie." Hope greeted her. However, it did not seem Sophie was going to grace her with a response. No, she was preoccupied by staring at what was inside the cave.

"Okay then, I'm gonna... Leave now, uh, bye-bye." Hope said, waving her hand at Sophie as she turned to leave. However, something popped up in her mind that made her stop for a second. 

"Oh and Sophie, disengage your alignment with the werewolves, cancel your war with the vampires, oh and stop whatever magic spells you have going on if you haven't already. Or I'll assume you and your entire coven are going to volunteer to help me demonstrate why you'd needed to." This time Hope got a response for her words, Sophie whipped around and fiercely nodded her head. She took that as a sign she'd do as she said.

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Hope opened the door to the Mikaelson home to see her father and Elijah sitting in chairs. Apparently, they had zero worry that she was going to be in any danger or make any mistakes on this mission. That both warmed her heart and annoyed her considerably. She wasn't sure how to feel about it.

"Hope! Welcome back, I assume you've returned with good news." Klaus spoke, leisurely lounging in his chair sipping blood.

"Have you retrieved our brother?" Asked Elijah, as he too lounged in his chair, although he was reading a book.

"Indeed I have." She said going outside the house grabbing Kol's arm, and proceeding to drag him inside. She then snapped her fingers and woke Kol up. 

To which the man himself sat up gasping for air and backing up from an unknown threat.

"Oh don't be such a drama king, besides, you're the idiot that rushed right into their base expecting to become more useful than we all know you are." Klaus rolled his eyes so dramatically that he reclined in his seat before getting up and walking over to Kol. 

"You don't understand Nik, those witches were powerful, far more than we've dealt with over the years. I've never felt power like that, they were able to snap my neck with simply the wave of a hand."

"Well, I'd assume New Orleans witches would be stronger than others considering the support of their ancestors on their very own ancestral grounds," Hope said in the most mocking tone she could muster eliciting a chuckle from her father and a small smirk from Elijah.

"Rather than insulting me should we not be discussing how to deal with the threat?!" Yelled Kol in embarrassment, for he fully understood the stupidity of his actions at this moment. So he desperately tried to avert the subject from himself. However, Elijah wasn't willing to let it go so easily.

"Yes I'm sure brother, however, I worry you may invent a plan of your own before we finish speaking," Elijah said with a straight face as he locked eyes with Kol who frowned.

"Anyways, aside from that the problem has already been dealt with" Hope shrugged.

"And pray to tell, how it is so," Elijah asked eyeing Hope. While he was sure Hope was powerful he didn't think she was so strong as to deal with all of their problems so quickly.

"Well there were 6 witches involved in his subduing and I killed 5 of them," Hope answered nonchalantly.

"Alone?" Asked Klaus, while he didn't doubt his daughter's strength, Kol had just explained how powerful those witches were, so he was curious about this situation.

"Impossible." Kol, on the other hand, was in so much disbelief he answered with simply one word. This also didn't help Hope's situation in trying to explain herself.

"Okay, maybe it would help if I explained how strong I am." To this, everyone in the room seemed to narrow their vision on her.

"I dare say there's almost nothing I can't do with my strength." This seemed to shock all three men in the room. If what she said was true their family would be invincible. There wouldn't be anyone to stop them.

"So you ended the war, we don't have to worry about anything?" Asked Kol, who was currently trying his best to keep his relevance in the conversation.

"I left one alive after I killed them to use the fear tactic. The others are also dead so there's no one to encourage her to fight against us. If all goes well, we can peacefully enjoy our rule of New Orleans with no worries." 

"Good, Good, Today, we will celebrate, and the one we will celebrate is you for your contributions." 

After Hope ended the conversation with a few more words, she went up to her room to think about the day. She noticed ever since her humanity turned off she's become violent and ruthless. She didn't enjoy the feeling of being angry. She's also noticed she's always had a lot of anger. Even when she almost used a death spell on Landon for stealing the knife artifact in the school.

Looked like everyone had their faults. She'd try to exorcise mercy in the future.