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cole might have been considered a bad influence , and a prodigal son akin to kai parker . " just don't try to take it all at once , " he teased. in the eyes of others , cole was seen as an abomination , much like his father . being the sociopathic offspring , didn't grant him any mercy from the ones who knew his parents . " so did you hear about the missing people ? " he mused darkly .

The younger male's expression remained composed as he absorbed the information shared by the man regarding the disappearances. Deep down, he was well aware that a close relative had played a role in the mysterious events, but the sudden reappearance of this person left him feeling conflicted. Despite the oddness of the situation, Theo hadn't yet taken the initiative to engage in a conversation about the circumstances surrounding their absence.

cole returned a playful smile after hope admitted to trusting him , a significant gesture since trust was not easily given by the tribrid . they shared common ground , with their parents once viewed as the evil villains of their stories . however , it seemed hope's parents had managed to shed those old stigmas , whereas his family remained entrenched in infamy since their return from hell . " what would make you think i'm up to something ? " he mused , teasing the tribrid . " oh , okay ! " he gave in before deciding to give his thoughts away . " what if i told you that i found one of the bennett witch's grimoires ? it contains some rather intriguing spells , and i'm looking for an expert , " he mused further , eager to delve into some spells with his friend .

The girl's smile widened at the news of the Bennett grimoire being found, her interest piqued. She knew she had access to her grandmother's grimoires, but decided to explore this option first to see what it could offer. "Well, I can help with that. What do you want to start of with?" she offered eagerly, her confidence in her spellcasting abilities evident. With a flicker of mischief in her eyes, an unsettling grin played on her lips as she focused her gaze on the man in front of her, ready to assist with any magical challenges that may come their way.

stefan was trailing behind , sensing that the young mikaelson male failed to grasp the gravity of the unfolding events in the city . " i've heard your father returned , but not everyone has been so fortunate , " he responded .

Theo raised an eyebrow, his father's sudden reappearance catching him off guard. "Well, that's news to me," he responded nonchalantly, a faint shrug accompanying his words. The revelation of his father's return left him with mixed emotions, the surprise evident in his voice. "If he's showed up, then I'm sure the rest will eventually fall into place," he mused, his thoughts drifting to the implications of his father's unexpected return and the uncertainties that lay ahead.

" you will? " stefan mused . the youngest salvatore of his generation was relived when reagan choose to stay with him during these trying times . however , the ex ripper , was concerned about his daughter becoming entangled in the chaos surrounding the recent disappearances . " we're still looking for answers about what's going on , but if you want to help maybe you can do some research for me , and let me know how many cemeteries are in the city . " he took his daughter up on her offer , yet trying to keep her safe at the same time .

The girl nodded, "I suppose, but you'll need to see one of my teachers first, since mom isn't around," she muttered, aware of the hurdle of getting a parental signature for campus approval. If her dad were to sign, he might discover her failing grades. Nevertheless, she greeted the task with a smile of eagerness, "I can do that. Do you think we'll have answers soon?" she inquired, meeting his gaze with a gentle expression. "They've got to turn up soon."

it  was  a  marvel,  truly,  how  this  generation  managed  to  accomplish  anything  at  all.  klaus's  sharp  eyes  caught  sight  of  what  appeared  to  be  the  edge  of  a  skateboard—a  child's  plaything,  perhaps,  or  merely  a  distraction  from  the  grim  reality  they  faced.  was  this  her  way  of  accepting  the  inevitable,  the  lost  cause  of  finding  those  who  had  vanished?  he  couldn't  say  for  certain,  nor  did  he  particularly  care.

Reagan Salvatore nonchalantly shrugged her shoulders, puzzled by the frantic search for her father. She was certain he was within reach; they had just been chatting, and she had already agreed to return home. "He's probably just at the coffee shop or something. Have you checked there?" she suggested casually, flashing a smile as the topic shifted to her skateboard.

" well i would never refuse hope mikaelson's help, " he reflected , before inhaling . it had been a long time since stefan had teamed up with the mikaelson's , so being around hope was somewhat reminiscent of the time he had gone on rescue missions with her parents . it was comforting to know that hope inherited her mother's penchant for protecting others. "

The younger girl raised her shoulders, her curiosity sparked as she listened intently. “So, where do you think we should go from here?” she wondered aloud, her face reflecting her thoughtful contemplation of their next move. Eager to uncover answers, her mind raced with possibilities as she resolved to reveal the truth.

“Coffee sounds wonderful, thank you,” Hope Mikaelson said with a warm smile, her gaze still locked on the ancient tome before her. She took a sip of the steaming cup, savoring the warmth it brought. “Anything that could help us find the missing is crucial,” she continued, flipping through the pages with purpose. “We can’t overlook any detail when lives are at stake.” With a determined look, she returned to her search, her fingers tracing the text as she focused on unraveling the mystery ahead.

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Reagan Salvatore felt a surge of confusion as she listened to the whispers about her missing father. It seemed unfathomable, considering she had spoken with him not long ago. As the news sank in, a shiver of worry crept up her spine. "About an hour ago, I think. He didn't say where he was going," Reagan quickly replied, her voice trembling slightly. The fear of losing both her parents weighed heavily on her mind. "I-is he missing n-now too?" she asked, her voice shaking as she turned to the older woman, desperate for any information that could bring clarity to the situation.

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Reagan Savaltore felt a wave of confusion wash over her as she processed the news that her father was now missing. It hadn't been long since she had last spoken to him, and the sudden revelation left her feeling unsettled."I-I don't know what you're on about, I had no clue my father was missing," Reagan replied honestly, her voice tinged with concern and a hint of disbelief. With her mother already missing, the additional disappearance of her father only added to the weight of uncertainty that hung over her family.

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She smiled softly, her gaze fixed on the male standing before her. There was a warmth in her expression, a quiet assurance that conveyed her trust. “You know I already trust you,” she said, her voice yet curious. She tilted her head slightly, studying him with a raised eyebrow that hinted at playful skepticism. “But really, what are you up to?” The question lingered in the air between them, filled with an unspoken challenge, as she waited for his response.

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"Maybe if we worked together, we could find some answers," Hope Mikaleson replied with a shrug of her shoulders. She hoped that with her help now, they might uncover the answers they were looking for.

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Hope glanced up from her books, her brow furrowed with concentration, as her cousin spoke. "I just asked if you maybe knew where the missing went," she replied, her voice tinged with a sense of urgency. Turning back to her research, Hope's determination to uncover the truth only grew stronger.