3:5 This Is What It Takes

This Is What It Takes

Part 1

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You and Hope jumped back in surprised before worriedly looking up, you more worried. "Hey! Landon speak to me! Are you okay?" You called out, but he was just throwing up more black goo.

"Kate." Landon breathed out, your name barely audible when he spoke. You gasp however when he grabbed the bracelet your parents gave you and ripped it off but you only were more shocked when Landon's body started becoming goo. "What's happening?" Landon questioned.

"Landon!" You yelled, tears brimming your eyes. "Landon? Landon?" You both moved closer, both of you screaming his name. "Landon! Landon! Landon!" You both screamed his name more, trying to get him to listen but it didn't work.

All Landon was now was a pile of goo on the floor, and your bracelet next to him. You quickly grabbed your bracelet before anything worse could happen to it before worriedly looking at Hope who was just as shocked as you.

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As you and Hope walked through the gates of the Salvator school, you couldn't help but get deja vu from when you last got out of Malivore. I shook my head briefly before walking through the gates more with Hope. Music could be heard from the school, most likely a party after the deaf eat of Malivore, yet they had couldn't remember it was you and Hope who saved them.

I couldn't help but feel sadness wash over me like a wave hitting the shore line. It just hit me that Landon is dead, again, and i couldn't stop it. A tear rolled down my cheek as i thought about it but i quickly wiped my eyes as I saw Hope turn, seeing i was crying slightly. She gently grabbed my hand before looking back to the school.

Hope let's out a deep breathe as she stared at the school before continuing to walk. As you and Hope walked through the large party, you guys didn't realise that Lizzie was there filling her cup up with beer.

As she had finished filling it up, she walked backwards and accidentally walked into you, causing you to grab her so she wouldn't fall backwards. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Lizzie exclaimed as she turned around and glared at you.

The music then suddenly cuts out, causing everyone's attention to go on you and Lizzie, the crowd whispering amongst themselves. You didn't say anything as you weren't sure what to respond with. "Better question. Who are you?" Lizzie questioned, her head tilted a little bit, looking at Hope too. "And you?" She questioned again.

You breathed in, annoyed this is happening again. "It's a long story." Hope stated as she came up to you and Lizzie.

You, Hope, Kaleb, Lizzie, Josie, and Alaric all stood inside the office now. You and Hope in front of the three. Alaric is drunk while thankfully the girls aren't. "This is all very confusing." Alaric slurred, sitting on his desk.

"Because you're drunk." You and Hope fired back.

"And I really need you to focus." Hope continued. "This is a matter of life and death."

"First things first..." Alaric trailed. "I'm only buzzed." Alaric pointed to himself, you put your hand on your froward, annoyed he said that while Hope rolled her eyes. "Secondly, you two haven't told any of us why we should believe anything that you said, Miss... Hope and Kate, right?" Alaric trailed again, unsure of who you were.

Hope then decided to explain her family before you could explain yours. "Mikaelson, actually. Klaus's daughter." Hope stated.

"And I'm from the Lockwoods, Tyler and Liv's daughter." You said afterwards.

Lizzie then butted in. "Vampires can't have babies. Anyone else thinking that they're monsters?" Lizzie questioned, Josie then raising her hand in agreement.

"I know why you'd think that, because we know that Malivore monsters exits. we know that the reason why you're celebrating is because you just defeated them." Hope started on a rant. "We also know that you're a witch. An annoyed witch probably wondering why MG's off with Alyssa Chang instead of you." Hope concluded, causing a light smack from you as she didn't need to say that.

She glanced at you, holding her arm as she just shrugged. "Or psychic." Lizzie nervously stated, she then turned to Josie. "She's totally psychic." She whispered.

Hope then turned to Kaleb. "You're a vampire. I'm doubling down on drunk." Hope stated, watching Kaleb just sit there confused.

Hope then turned to Josie. "Also a witch." She stated.

"Actually, I gave up my magic." Josie replied.

You let out a small groan. "That's gonna make this more difficult." Hope commented.

"Make what more difficult?" Alaric answered.

"Remember that spell that Josie did to get rid of that annoying oni?" You questioned, butting in. "Which I know about, clearly." You stated, rolling your eyes again.

"Listen, we don't doubt what you know. We just doubt how you know it." Alaric stated, standing up.

You then turned to Josie. "I promise that Landon means a lot to you, too." You stated, your voice breaking the slightest bit.

Josies face slightly dropped as she heard his name. "I believe you. And I can teach it to you two if it's okay with my dad." She stated, finally believing you and Hope.

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You and Hope were fast asleep on the ground, candles burning and books laid out in front of you. A door the suddenly opened, causing you to jump at the sudden noise. "Hope, Kate, I've got an idea." Alaric stated.

You, Hope and Alaric now sat in a car, outside a vintage store or something. Alaric then got out of the car, causing you and Hope to follow his actions. As you entered the bar, you looked around at all the artefacts, the door bell ringing as you all walked in. "We're looking for Pinky." Alaric called out.

Just then a middle age looking back spoke up. "You found him." He stated, causing you and Hope to look at him. "But I'm closed."

"Weird. Your sign says you're open hours a day." Hope countered back.

"Been meaning to get a new sign." He responded.

Alaric then cut in. "Well, we'll be gone as soon as we have what we came for." Alaric stated.

The man chuckled as he walked towards from behind the counter. He then picked up a box of jewellery and placed it on the glass for you guys to look at. "What the hell is that?" You commented, crossing your arms as you looked at the man.

"Well, a gift for you, I'm guessing." he said as he glanced at Hope, confused, which made you and Hope glance at each other, confused. "A little young, don't you think, pal?" The man stated, looking at Alaric.

"Oh, ew." You stated, slightly glaring at the man. Hope however was actually glaring at the man, disgusted since he was thinking that.

"Hey, it's none of my business." He responded.

"Because your real business is selling black-market supernatural artifacts." Alaric blurted out.

This caught the man off guard as it stared at Alaric before looking at you and Hope. "The kid's should wait in the car." He stated.

You and Hope stare at Pinky. "That won't be necessary." Hope stated as you both flashed your werewolf eyes at the man.

Pinky let out a shaky breathe but quickly covered it. "Yeah. I see that. Why don't you l-lock the door?" He stuttered.

You smirked as you turned around and went to the door, locking it before coming back. As you returned you saw the man had brought out 3 boxes of supernatural artefacts. Hope and Alaric started digging in the other two while one more was left for you. You all had been searching the boxes for a few minutes now and found nothing. "It's not in here." Alaric stated.

"Then try being a little more specific about what you're after." Pinky responded.

You glanced at Pinky before looking back into the box. "All we know is that it's some sort of vessel." Alaric stated.

"Like a ship?" Pinky questioned.

"Like a jar." You corrected.

"Or a container or a vase." Alaric added onto what you said. The man let out a breathe, still confused while ALaric continued. "Look, the translation's been a bit of a bitch. But maybe you've heard the story. Whatever's inside this thing 'can grant your heart's most impossible desire,' and that's a direct quote... I think." Alaric ranted.

The man got stuck on his words before speaking. "Buddy... if-if I had something like that, why would I sell it?" He questioned, his heart skipping a beat as he spoke, meaning he was lying. You and Hope glanced at each other as you both picked it up.

"You do..." Hope stated. "..and you will. Your heart started to race when you found out what it does. I heard it, which means that you still have it, so now we're just negotiating the price." Hope continued.

The mans breathing picked up as he then turned around and grabbed a gun. "Then here's my offer." He stated angrily.

Alaric picked up a hand knife, pointing it at the man. "You don't make another move." Alaric said.

Pinky then chuckled, still holding the shotgun up at you and Hopes face. "Sorry, pal. But it looks like you brought a knife to a gun fight." Pinky responded, glancing at Alaric.

"It's a ballistic knife." Alaric corrected, still holding the knife pointed directly at the man. "So put the shotgun down or you're gonna get this blade shot through your skull." Alaric stated.

You and Hope then started chanting a death spell. "Tenebris anima vestra contundito mortem..." You both chanted, the man putting the gun down and holding his throat as his airways started closing.

"All right, Hope, Kate, stop. That's a death spell, Hope, don't!" Alaric tried getting you both to stop but ti didn't work. Alaric then put the knife down as he stared at the man choking. "Hey, man, get out of here... the spell won't work if they can't see you."

The man grunted as he walked around the counter, sprinting from the door, as he exited the door, you and Hope stopped chanting the spell. "Relax. We was just scaring him." Hope stated, starring up at Alaric.

"And me." Alaric said.

You then decided to cut in. "You promised that we would do whatever it takes to get Landon back. This is what it takes." You stated, getting angry. You didn't want to start a fight inside an antique store so you let out a breathe. "Get the hell out of my way." You stated as you walked past Alaric and to the front door but before you could get to the door you felt Alaric grab your arm and stab a needle into your neck.

You grabbed his arm as you felt yourself dozing off. "Alaric! What the hell!" Hope exclaimed, going to help you but once Alaric placed you gently on the ground, he turned around and stabbed a different needle into Hopes neck as well, also gently placing her on the ground.

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You slowly opened your eyes, finely yourself on a couch. "So how about the bad news?" You heard Alaric say.

As you continued opening your eyes, you saw Alaric was on the phone. "Mm, Dr. Saltzman?" You heard Hope call out, causing you to sluggishly look over at her. Whatever Alaric put into your system made you feel like you had motion sickness.

Alaric then glanced at you and Hope. "Hey, listen, I got to call you back." Alaric said into the phone before hanging up. He turned around and placed the phone into his pocket, clearing his throat. "Good morning. Now, before you two kick my ass, I have another idea." Alaric walked forward while Hope sat up on the couch.

As Alaric stopped in front of a table, he took off a towel that was on top of a box. You slowly sat up, taking in a deep breathe before looking at the box, confused at what it is. "Okay. Can I kick your ass now?" Hope questioned, feeling fine and not sick like you were.

"Not until you hear me out." Alaric held up a finger before pointing downwards towards the box. "This is the therapy box. It creates scenarios." Alaric explained, sitting down on a chair.

You rubbed your temples as you listened. "Trust me, we know. The last time we were forced to use it, it turned me into a brassy barmaid and her a brassy barmaid as well. Made her realize her and Landon weren't always going to need each other and made me realise that I can love more than one person." Hope explained, glancing at you.

You were feeling a bit better, which made you let out a sigh of relief. "Meaning it wasn't wrong." Alaric summed up.

"We're un-dooming things, remember?" Hope reminded.

"I called Professor Vardemus. He said there's a single user setting." Alaric decided to continue explaining the box.

You glanced at Hope, realising that only one of us can go in. "So then one of us will just be lonely and annoyed." You spoke up as you stared at the box.

"The group setting created a simulation designed to resolve what everyone's subconscious was dealing with. But if it's just one of you in there, it should create one to deal with your specific problem." Alaric explained further.

"Getting Landon back." You stated, playing with your fingers as you watched Alaric. "You're giving my subconscious a lot of credit, I'll give you that." You stated, letting out a sigh.

"Or maybe I'm just desperate." Alaric replied. You and Hope looked at each other, you both knew it was going to be you going into the therapy box. "Whatever it takes, right?" Alaric questioned.

You then let out a sigh as you moved to the end of the couch, grabbing the box and facing it towards you. You then slowly opened it until it could the lid up on the table. "Ready player one." You joked before a bright light engulfed your vision, causing you to fall back onto the couch, unconscious.

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A.N: sorry for the lack of updates! been extremely busy :c