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Hope POV:
My whole body is in so much pain. And that's surprising to me because I'm a tribrid, meaning I have both vampire and werewolf healing factors, so my body shouldn't be in any pain. That's when I hear a door open and close, I hear foot steps walk into the room and stop but I couldn't even open my eyes to see who had entered the room.
"Who the hell is that?" Said an unfamiliar voice
"Let's find out" Said the voice of my father who I have longed to see in the last 5 years in his British accent.
As I managed to open my eyes just a little with sheer strength to look at my father.
"Ahh... and she's awake." He said as he looked at me curiously
"Who are you and what are you doing in my apartment?" Asked Stefan Salvatore who was supposed to be dead along with my father.
"Am I dreaming? Are you guys real?" I managed to ask through the pain.
"No love, you're not dreaming and we are very much real. Now answer my mates question here."
Demanded my father who didn't look at me the way he used to look at me before he died.
"Wait how is this possible?" I asked confused as I sprung up from the bed in a lot of pain.
"Shit" I hissed in pain as I sat up on the bed looking at my surroundings, I realized I was not in my room at the Salvatore school.
"Where am I?" I Demanded
"In my apartment in Chicago" Answered Stefan
"Now answer my question" Said My father
"Who are you and how did you get here?"
"My name is Hope and I don't know how I got here." I replied honestly
"What's the last thing you remember before waking up in my apartment?" Asked Stefan
"I remember trying to save one of my best friend, who had been infused with a lot of dark magic. And had become all dark, emo and evil, I had been wandering in her consciousness before she appeared in front of me and blasted me with a spell." I said trying my best to remember any other details.
"Now if you will excuse me I have to get going." I said as I stood up with a lot of pain from the bed and started walking towards the front door but was stopped by dad.
He handed me $200 and said "Here take this"
"No thanks, I can just pick pocket someone." With that being said I walked out of the door.
After pick pocketing a few people and buying a sketch book, color pencils and a newspaper, I found out I some how time traveled 19 years back in time.
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