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May 4th, 2012

Hayley Marshall screamed as she gave birth on the alter in Saint Annes Church. 

Klaus was pinned to the wall, yelling threats. Helpless in watching the witches coach the mother of his child through birth. 

Suddenly, the cry of a baby broke through the air. And Genevieve smiled slightly as she wrapped the child in a white sheet and held her up for both Klaus and Hayley to see. 

“You have a beautiful baby daughter.”

Just as she went to say more, Hayley let out a gasp falling back on the alter. Genevieve quickly handed the child to another witch before lifting the sheet that was given Hayley a symbol of modesty. 

”I see another head!” 

Monique let out a growl.

”We do not have time! We must do as The Ancestors-“ But Genevieve interrupted.

”And we will, but one child is already dying tonight. We do not need to up that count.”

And so the process was repeated not once, but twice more. Making for a total of three. Two girls and a boy. 

Monique had stood impatiently by, and as soon as another witch confirmed the boy the last. She slit the new mother’s throat. Causing Klaus, who had been in shocked and astonished silence since the birth of his first daughter, to yell.

Another witch snapped Klaus's neck, as Monique turned to Genevieve.

”What do we do with the extra abominations?”

Genevieve hesitated before saying, “She only asked for the first born,” She looked down at the child she was holding, and then back up, “So leave the other two for Klaus to find when he wakes, we have no need for them.” 

The babies were placed by their mothers still cooling body. 

Sometime later, when Elijah storms into the church. He’ll find the scene of Hayleys body in Klaus’s lap, while he holds his second born daughter and youngest son close to his chest, soothing them in the long dead language of their past.

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Hours Later, same day; The Compound

Hayley, Klaus, and Elijah all stood in the combined rooms of Hayley and the babies (though it had only been created for one child) in the compound. Hayley holding Miracle, Klaus holding Hope, and Elijah holding Chance. Elijah broke the silence, “They can not stay here.”

”Hope can’t stay here. But Mira and Chance are safe. The witches were going to let them live.” Hayley argued back quietly, causing Elijah to sigh.

”Every witch who knew of there being more than one child, is dead. They are all in danger as any that stay, will be assumed as the first born.”

Klaus cut in before Hayley could reply or Elijah could say more. Gazing down at his oldest daughter and stroking the side of her face with a gentle finger, “Not if no one knows that even one survived.” He looked up to stare of his other two children, before turning to again address Hayley and Elijah. “We send them away. We send them away until it is safe for them to come home.”

Elijah let out a breath as he adjusted his grip on his nephew, “There is one flaw to this plan, there is no one to care for them.”

A small smile graced Klaus’s face, “I can think of one person.”

Klaus and Elijah’s eyes met, as understanding flashed on the older man’s face.

Neither brother noticed the resentment flashing across Hayleys face. As she stared at her oldest child in her fathers arms.

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A few more hours later; outside NOLA

Klaus and Elijah got out of the car, as their baby sister pulled up. It was decided that Hayley stay behind.

An exchange and promises were made, as Klaus said goodbye to his children.

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A/N: I am unsure had to describe it in a way that makes sense for the story. So I shall do so here; 

Everything after Rebekah took the Hope in the show, still happened in this story.

The babies eventually returned to New Orleans. Hayley still married Jackson. Still tried to take the kids away from their family. Blah, blah, blah.

As the months drew on, and everything with Deliah and Esther happened, Hayleys hate for her eldest child grew. In her mind, none of this would have happened if Hope hadn’t been born. Completely disregarding that this would have happened no matter how many babies there were or who was born first.

Klaus, Elijah, and Freya had both noticed that the mother treated one of her children differently. Especially after Klaus had her stuck in wolf form. When she had told Elijah to not bring her eldest daughter. That she did not want to see her. On those nights, Hope was cradled against her fathers chest, as he held himself up in his art room so she they weren’t alone. 

When Klaus chose to sacrifice himself for his family’s safety, he had fears of leaving his little wolf without a buffer with her mother. But he hoped that his fears were unfounded, as he walked to his inevitable fate.

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3 months since The Mikaelsons fell; location unknown

Hayley sat at a bar, talking to a dark haired, light eyed man, who introduced himself as Ryan. 

They talked for awhile, before one thing led to another and Hayley ended up in his hotel room.

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7 months since The Mikaelsons fell; Location safe house in Connecticut

It was a stormy night and the triplets were being taken care of by Mary, when Hayley finally spilled the beans on her whole situation. Ryan gave up that he was witch and knew all about The Mikaelsons. Instead of tearing them apart, this brought them together. 

Ryan offered to do a spell for Hayley, to discover what supernatural creatures her children were. She agreed. And next day, he did the spell. 

And this was the day that changed the course of the eldest Mikaelson triplets life forever. 

Hope was the only Tribrid.

Chance was a werewolf and Miracle was a witch. Ryan explained that magic skipping generations was normal. And that, while rare, the wolf gene could skip a child. Even one with two wolf parents. It was improbable, but not impossible.

Hope was the only “abomination”. The only one who “shouldn’t exist” in Hayley’s eyes.

Hayley had always shown favoritism towards her youngest daughter and only son. But it was finding out this information, that caused the resentment, that had been growing for years, to overflow. And that resentment blossomed into hate. Hate for her oldest daughter. The abomination, the freak… just like her father.

Hayley never noticed the satisfaction on Ryan’s face when she voiced these thoughts. 
Nor did she notice that she had played right into his hand.

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2 years after The Mikaelsons fell

Ryan and Hayley had gotten married, and Hayley changed her name to Marshall-Malum. Along with the names of her two youngest children. Hopes was kept as “Mikaelson” though. Ryan had not wanted the girl to have any association with his name, and Hayley had agreed. 

Hope, at the age of four years old, didn’t understand why her mother treated her differently. Or why she was punished more often and more harshly then her brother and sister. Why she wasn’t allowed to play with them like she used too. 

She also didn’t understand why Miracle and Chance called Ryan “Papa” and “Daddy”, when he was neither. They had a father, and he looked and acted nothing like Ryan. Ryan was mean (only to her, but still). He had a dark head of hair and his eyes were grey. The flashes of the man Hope remembered in her dreams was blonde, like her. With blue eyes, also like her. He was kind, and told her and her siblings stories. They were nothing alike. But when Hope brought the man in her memories up, she only got a smack for her troubles. And scolded for “planting ideas” in her siblings minds.

Hope quickly learned that staying quiet and out of the way was the best way to survive in this new household.

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3 years after The Mikaelsons fell; leaving NOLA

Hayley had done it. Rescued The Mikaelsons from their various forms of imprisonment. Ryan had tried to get her to let it go, but she had reasoned that they could take the “freak” and they could be free from her. 

Hayley drove with Freya, Elijah, Klaus, Kol, and Rebekah all asking her questions. She gushed about Ryan, Mira, and Chance (ignoring the crestfallen look Elijah has gained after she had said she remarried when Klaus had questioned her on the unknown name. Also ignoring Rebekah’s glare for making her oldest brother upset.) She also carefully side stepped any questions about Hope. Not wanting to have to deal with that conversation yet. She missed the suspicions looks Freya, Klaus, and Elijah exchanged at each avoided question.

The closer to the house they got, the more nervous and excited Klaus became. It had been 3 years, but he would finally be seeing his children again and he was terrified. More so now that he knew Hayley had remarried. The triplets had only been two when Klaus had, had to leave. And for the passed few years had someone else to call “father”. Someone else to take his place. 

Just as his mind started taking this information and mixing it with the insecurities he would forever feel. Hayley pulled up to the house, and everyone piled out. All showing various forms of excitement to meet their nieces and nephew. 

And that brings us to the beginning of our story.

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Little challenge for you, find the hidden meaning of Ryan’s name.