From the strangest places

AN: I honestly have no idea if this is any good. It's my first fanfiction in years and my first Klaroline. Be honest if you think its rubbish and I will abandon it. Constructive criticism welcome.

Enjoy,

Charlie

The fight to win New Orleans from Marcel had come to a natural end. His relationship with Rebekah saw an opportunity for peace. Klaus, wanting what was best for his daughter, moved himself, Hayley and Hope to New York when she turned 13. They had heard of a school that was being run by a Vampire with the assistance of other supernatural beings, ones that Elijah deemed reliable and trustworthy. Hopes cravings for a normal life, friends and the ability to explore her supernatural powers didn't weaken as she grew older so he knew such a move was needed to keep his daughter happy. With the encouragement of Hayley, the family left and settled in the city.

For Hope however, the big dream of a life outside of her family and a normal education, hadn't been going to plan. It never seemed to end. Being a Mikaelson was hard work, being the daughter of the notorious original hybrid was even harder. Going to school with other supernatural students meant that they knew who her father was, there was no avoiding that. Ever. People either hated or feared him. He had hurt so many people, family members of witches he had once killed, and wolves he had turned to hybrids attended school with her. They extended their feelings for her father towards her. Throw that in with a lot of teenage angst, hormones and general school politics and it made for an unhappy original daughter.

For Klaus, it was frustrating to see. His guilt over the situation at hand didn't help. He didn't regret his kills, they all had their reason or purpose, but he did regret how it was effecting the daughter whom he wanted to protect. At first they ignored it, Hope was 13 and the new kid, there was bound to be tension because of her last name, now, at 16, kids were still be cruel. More so than normal.

He had determined that if he ever needed to rage war again, he would use bitchy teenage girls, they were mean, resourceful and a force to be reckoned with. The problem being, that force was currently being aimed at his daughter, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Hope pretended to be fine, and he had promised her a long time ago that he wouldn't get involved and threatening children wasn't ideal. Hayley had spoken to the school, there was little they could do. He wanted to rip the hearts from the boys that taunted her and snap the necks of the girls who humiliated her daily, keeping his promise to his daughter though he stayed clear.

Her powers and abilities were stronger than any of them could have fathomed. She was remarkable. It was her kind temperament that didn't make sense. Both he and Hayley were quick to anger and always willing to fight. Not Hope though. She was delicate, and caring. It was the reason why she would never use her powers to defend herself, fearful of the emotional consequences if she caused anyone pain.

It was just another day at New York school for the gifted and talented. Settled in her seat in the back corner of the class room, hope prepared her desk ready for lessons. Whilst the curriculum covered supernatural classes to help the students control their powers, more mainstream lessons were also required. Waiting for her English teacher to arrive for her last lesson of the day, Hope kept her head down, thinking about her visit from her aunt the week before whilst she fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist when she felt someone fall into the side of her desk.

"If it isn't the freak of nature, where were you last week ay, school too much for you so you stayed home with your freaky arse vampire Daddy" Jessy was a particularly mean Witch, Klaus had murdered her great grandmother many years ago, it was one of the reasons Hope felt that she couldn't stand up against her.

"N-no" Hope stammered back, "my aunt was visiting so I spent the week with her" still avoiding eye contact with the growing group of girls around her table.

"Ah a pampered little princess then, must be hard not being queen in school, the lowest of the low, where no one gives a shit about you" Jessy continued.

"Alright that's enough, you've had your fun now, give the girl a break" Hope raised her head at the voice. She recognised the girl, Josie she thinks her name is. Her twin sister is sitting beside her, muttering about not getting involved and it having nothing to do with them.

"What did you say to me?" Jessy's attention had shifted now to Josie and her sister who were the opposite side of the class room.

"You heard what I said Jessy, just cut the girl some slack, she didn't pick her family, just lay off" Josie continued to defend her. It wasn't something that had happened to Hope before, she was used to being picked on, those who didn't pick on her, just avoided the situation, not wanting to get the unwanted attention that came from being her friend.

"Josie Please, Mum said we had to stay out of trouble after last time" Josie was now standing up in front of her desk, ready for confrontation from the group of bullies, her sister was standing timidly to the side of her, continuing to mutter under her breath about how pissed their mum would be when they found out the girls had been arguing again.

"Lizzy, I am just simply reminding Jessy here that there is no need for her shit 24/7, not causing any trouble at all" Josie replied to her sister, Jessy took a step forward, as she did, their teacher walked in the class room, telling the group to take their seats before directing them to their copies of 'The Great Gatsby'

Hope kept her head down the rest of the lesson, she didn't want to cause any more trouble, but she worried more about the girls who had stood up for her, being friendly with Hope was a form of social suicide for other students, its why everyone avoided her, It seemed that Josie didn't seem to mind. After class, as everyone filtered out the room, someone knocked her notepad off of her desk as they walked past, and another kicked her bag. Hope just sat and waited until the noise died down before starting to collect her stuff.

"Here" Hope looked at the out stretched hand in front of her holding the book that had been knocked onto the floor, it belonged to Josie.

"Thanks, you know you didn't have to do that" Hope replied timidly.

"It's only picking up a book, not a big deal" Josie shrugged as placed the book in Hopes hand.

"Not the book, sticking up for me earlier, you know, you become hated by association"

"Being liked isn't that important to me"

It was Lizzie that spoke this time, "why do you stand for it, we all know you're the most powerful witch ever or something" Hope rolled her eyes, causing both girls to laugh slightly, "they could fear you, and you let them talk to you like that"

"I don't want to be feared, my dad's and my whole family are feared and that's not the life I want"

"But being bullied by a group of mediocre witches and a couple of jumped up werewolf sluts can't be fun? Surely being feared is better than that" Hope listened to what Josie had said. Of course she had thought about it, but she stood by her beliefs, always feeling that she was paying for her father's mistakes meaning she had no right to stand up for herself.

"My Dad, he hurt so many people, lots of their family members go here, I understand why they are angry with me" Hope looked away from the girls, feeling ashamed almost. Her head flung back up when both the girls started to laugh. She looked at them, eyebrow raised in question.

"You understand that we are supernatural right? That it comes with the territory? People in this world attack each other all the time, death is a natural fall out. All those people your dad killed had probably killed as well" Josie reasoned, a smirk on her face. Lizzie continued, her voice more gentle.

"Our mum told us, that when she transitioned, she clung to her humanity, that causing death was unthinkable for her, but as she grew older, she understood that this world, isn't like her human world, there are threats coming from every direction and sometimes death is the only way of defence"

"I understand that" Hope reasoned "But my dad, he is really bad, like.." she stopped as she saw Josie raise her hand.

"Babe, we know who your dad is, everyone in the school knows who he is, it doesn't matter, the way I see it, your dads been around longer so of course he has killed more people" Hope stopped to think about what the girls were saying before realising that this was the longest conversation that she had had with other students at school, the twins seemed to look past who she was, and treated her normally.

"Thanks, I don't know if I agree, but I understand what you're saying" The twins nodded at her in response.

Josie stood up from the table that she was leaning on. "Right, let's get out of here, do you need a ride anywhere Hope?"

"Thanks, but my Dad picks me up, he will probably wondering where I am actually"

"We should probably get out there before he starts massacring the staff trying to find you" Josie Stated dryly.

"JOSIE, you can't say that" Lizzie shouted at Josie whilst slapping her arm lightly.

"Ouch, I was only bloody joking" all the girls looked at each other a laughed lightly as they continued to walk out of the front of the school.

"Here give me your phone" Josie demanded to hope who slowly handed her phone over to her. "don't look so scared" Josie laughed taking the phone, "Right that's my number" another moment passed "and that's Lizzies number, you can text us both and we will save yours" Josie handed the phone back to Hope who smiled widely at the pair. It was then that she turned to see her dad leaning on his car at the front of the school, looking at them curiously. She could tell what he was thinking, wondering if the girls were a threat.

"Right that's my dad, I best be off, erm thank you again for today, it means a lot"

"It's no problem, Mums totally going to kill Josie for getting into an argument again, but I suppose she will understand, text us". Lizzy patted Hope on the arm as Josie rolled her eyes. The girls finished their goodbyes and Hope walked towards her dad whilst the twins walked to the student car park.

"Everything ok love?" he questioned as soon as she was in close enough to hear. He looked almost worried, he was not used to seeing his daughter with people, let alone smiling,

"I think I just made friends" she replied to her dad as they both got in the car.

"You think?" Klaus furrowed his brow looking at Hope curiously, almost smirking at her comment.

"Yep, I think, I mean I've never made one before, so I don't really know how it goes, but I think it starts like this"

Klaus was saddened by his daughters comment. Trying to ignore it, knowing his daughters unwillingness to discuss her daily torment, her continued with the conversation. "Who are these maybe friends then?"

"Lizzie and Josie, they are twins, different but similar, and they stood up for me today. I remember them moving here last year but I have never spoke to them before"

"Well if they stood up for you, I think that I'm willing to allow them around my daughter"

They both laughed at his comment, and fell into a comfortable silence, Hope thinking about her newly formed friendships and Klaus, desperately praying that his daughter may finally find the companionship she craves so much.

AN: Right so this story will focus more on Klaroline, and I have taken some liberties with the timelines, the girls would be the same age to be in the same class so just go with it. There would have been no letter and for the sake of this story, Klaus does not know that Caroline and her girls have moved to NY and he doesn't know the names.

Honestly, like I said, first Klaroline fanfic so if you think its rubbish let me know. If not, I shall keep going.

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