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You look as if you might
require some help.

No, I got this.

And what is this, exactly?

Well, it used to be
a training device

that shot a bunch
of foam stakes.

But it's going to be
a confetti cannon

for Headmaster Saltzman's
surprise party,

which means I need
to have it ready

before he gets back, so...

Come on.

Is it that obvious I have
no idea what I'm doing?

You know, what's happening here

seems quite obvious
to me, Jed.

I have a, uh, relative who
is gifted with such things.

Let me try.

Cool. Yeah, well, you do that.

I'll go start cutting up
some paper.

As you wish.

Hey. Got this baby
all taped up for you.

- Where you want it?
- I'll show you.

It's okay.
It's all right.

All right, I'll-I'll just...

Cleo, you don't have
to prove yourself to me.

I was trying to prove
something to myself.

I have no idea what Aurora did
to me or my powers.

As burdensome
as they can be, I...

I don't think I know
who I am without them.

So I just pray

that this isn't permanent,
you know.
Come on.

No, no, it won't be.
All right?

Even if it is,

you are still the most
powerful person I've ever met.

Hell, you're the reason
I was able

- to come back to the school.
- No, my magic

is the reason you were
able to return, remember?

Okay, come on, listen.

Doc S. is coming back, too.
All right?

He'll be able to help.

Things are going
to get better.

For all of us.

I'm gonna go get a ladder.

You know, some of us
can't just...

you know.

Where do we go from here?

Turn left.

Aah!
Not here!

Okay, here.

You know, this would be
much easier

if you simply told me
where we're going.

If I knew that, then
I would be driving

instead of letting you
grind my gears.

It's not safe to
cast magic and drive, so...

Wait, I thought you said magic
didn't work on the gods.

It doesn't.

Which is why I'm technically
not tracking Jen.

My spell is using this shard
to locate

whatever weird god metal
it's made from

and taking us to where
we can find more.

Okay, that's actually
quite clever.

Only if we find Jen
there, too.

I figure if she's a god,
she can tell us

where the rest
of her family is.

A family that can resurrect
my brother Tristan.

And turn Hope's humanity
back on.

And make Dad and Josie
come back.

- Turn right.
- What?

Right!

Why don't you just
trust me with the map?

For a billion reasons,

none of which you can
handle hearing.

So just keep going straight
for a few more miles.

Not so fast.

Are you sure I can't
talk you into staying here

a little longer?
Positive.

Thank you for all that you've
done, but I need to get home.

Good luck.

We'll bill you for the cane.

That won't be necessary.

Hey...

This one's way more his style.

Ah, thank you.

- Ow!
- I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

Where's Kaleb? I thought he was
supposed to pick me up.

Uh, he-he picked out the cane.

Kaleb also told me
that Landon asked you to

change how you do things
while we're in crisis,

which we clearly are,

and that you
promised you would.

Oh, God, does this mean
you're my sober buddy?

I think I'm a little late
on that front,

but I am right on time to be
your accountability buddy.

Huh.

So long as it doesn't
interfere with me

helping my daughters.

That's almost the spirit.

After you, buddy.

All right, they're
pulling up now.

Battle positions, everyone.
Let's go.

- Come on. Move it, move it.
- Let's go.

Headmaster Saltzman is

just out of the hospital.

I mean, I know my powers
of inspiration

are currently gone,
but are we certain

a surprise party is
the best idea,

given his current condition?

Cleo's right.

You're gonna give him
a heart attack.

Can you stop hiding now?

Hope, what the hell
are you doing here?

Crashing your little party,
apparently.

But this is a business trip.
I came to make you an offer.

What kind of offer?

That is none of your business.

I'd rather talk
to Dr. Saltzman.

Now that he's walking
and talking again,

he'll be much easier
to manipulate than you

idealistic youngsters,
especially with

all the ammunition I have.

Hope.

Surprise.

We have a problem.
Beyond the cane, obviously.

My body and brain are
still having trouble

synching up because of
what you did to me.

The doctors said I'm lucky
to even walk!

And if I could, I'd probably
try to kill you

for murdering my daughter.

Uh-uh.

Attempted murder.

As you've obviously heard,

Lizzie is now a Heretic.

However, I may have also
accidentally started

a chain of events that has led
to the gods

returning to our world.

And I'm pretty sure those gods
want me dead.

Why is that our problem?

Why is he here?

He's my accountability buddy.

You should probably get one.

Look, in my opinion
this is no different

from when Malivore
came into our lives.

The Salvatore School,
it always sticks its neck out

for the good of the world
and all.

Which is probably something

I shouldn't have allowed
my students to do because...

look where it got them,

and you.

You don't have a choice.

Because I'm gonna need an army
to face these gods,

and yours is the only one
with the appropriate skill set.

I'm done making
decisions alone,

which is why we need
to ask the Squad

whether or not they even
want to be involved.

You are the adult,
so be an adult.

Make them do whatever it is
that you want them to.

It's time to employ
that buddy system.

You want to be a leader
so badly?

Now's your chance.
Convince him that I'm right.

But I don't think you're right.

You've given us more than enough
to worry about as it is.

All roads lead back to Lizzie
with you two, hmm?

That's okay, because
my god problem

is your Lizzie problem.

How are we supposed
to find the gods,

much less convince them
to help us,

if you can't follow
simple directions?

Consider their source.

What I'm considering is
your profound trust issues.

This car is a freaking metaphor
for our partnership.

The only difference being...

I think I know how to fix you.

Tristan tried "fixing" me
countless times.

Can you imagine being
brought before a doctor

or a monk who sticks you

in ice baths or cuts you open,
bleeds you

to try to help?

That's not how the kind
of therapy

I'm talking about works.

I'm sorry you went through that.

Don't be.

Your family would have done
the same to you in my day.

No, they wouldn't.

Because what you refuse to see
is that

Tristan was the problem.

Your relationship with him
sounds abusive and toxic.

And I would do anything
to have him back,

as you would
your sister and Hope.

So if you're trying
to convince me otherwise,

you are just wasting our time.

We'll see.

I'm vamping into town
to compel us a new car.

And what am I supposed to do?

I don't know.
Maybe think about

how big of a douchebag
your brother is.

Bloody Heretics!

Look, I know we've covered
a lot of ground,

so, any questions?

Uh, yeah.

When you said that it's likely
that one of us will die

if we help you...

No, I said some.

It could be all of you.

Anything else?

Yeah, this one's more
of a demand.

You need to get out so
the Squad can talk in private.

Let's face it, Kaleb,

there's been nothing super
about this Squad since I left.

I mean, look around you.
Lizzie and Josie are gone.

Where's jockboy, she-wolf?

They plotting another attack
against me?

It didn't go so well
the last time, did it?

They're at a bakery
getting a cake...

for Dr. Saltzman.

You're a Muse.
Why don't you inspire

a halfway decent question?

I am no longer capable

of using my powers.

Okay, well, then I guess

that brings us back
to Kaleb's demand.

To which I'm gonna say
you all can suck it

because I'm not going anywhere.

Act now if you want
to save Lizzie from herself.

Did I not mention that
she's working with an ancient

and mentally unstable vampire?

Oh, guys, come on,

you used to be so willing

to help when I had my humanity.

What are they saying?

You and this world need me,
because once again,

you know nothing
about the gods.

We know more than you think.

We actually met Aurora before.

And, uh...

Who's the new guy?

I'm quite ancient, actually.

And the gods you speak of are
my extended family.

I know them all too well.

Well enough to talk them
into leaving me alone?

Doubtful.

They did curse me, after all.

But I can provide
much useful information.

Hmm.

If only everyone else

was as accommodating as you are.

Let's talk about
that curse of yours.

Aah!
They said no.

What?!

Yeah, you heard me.

You know, if you were so
concerned about your daughter,

then you should have taken
matters into your own hands,

like I told you to.

But it's okay, because I did.

- Hope, what did you do?
- I pulled this bracelet

off of Ben, and I broke it.

Which means something very scary
should be

making its way to the school,
probably as we speak.

That's only gonna make
- things worse.
- Exactly.

Maybe once your stubborn
little Squad realizes

that they can't kill
a run-of-the-mill monster

without me,
they'll take my deal.

And hopefully none of them
or Lizzie die before they do.

You took the bait.

So I got you one.

Not that I knew you'd be
showing up or anything.

You tricked me.

No, I tested you
to prove a point.

You didn't need to look
at that map, but you did.

So maybe that's not the only
thing I'm right about.

Dear God, is this what
modern therapy is?

If it were, how would that
make you feel?

This is nuts.

Look, if you go running off
into the world,

monsters will still
be after you.

Well, would you rather them
come back to the school?

Cleo's already locking up Kaleb
because of me...

People could get hurt.

And as much as we don't
want monsters

knocking at our door either,
protecting innocent life is

the first rule of
being on the Squad.

Then fear not.

This is as far as
we need to go.

Chain me up.
Why?

So you'll be defenseless
while you get eaten alive?

Yes, that's generally
how it works.

Hell no! That's torture.

And as I have told you,
that is my life.

Which I will return to
no matter what

any monster does to me,
unlike those innocent people

you just mentioned.

My plan makes perfect sense,
Jed, so what is your hesitation?

Okay, look, I've been waiting
for the right time to tell you,

and today at the confetti cannon
would have been better,

but I chickened out.

Now suits me fine.

So trust that no matter
what you have to say to me,

I will hear it with
my very soul.

Oh, boy, that's a lot
of pressure.

Well, then, perhaps if I
put it in your parlance.

What's up, bro?

Yeah, that totally helps.

God!

Aah!

Found you, Trey.

- You cheated.
- Did not.

I'm just a better
werewolf than you.

We'll see. Go hide.

It's my turn to be the wolf.

Jedidiah!

I need you!

Hey, I know you can
hear me, Jed,

so quit playing
and come home. Now!

Your dad's scary.

We're gonna be wolves soon.

Nothing scares us.

Trey.

Father.

Oh, boy.
Daddy issues.

That's never good.
Trust me.

I think it's time
that you man up

and jam my proposal through
the Super Squad Senate, because

if I don't kill this monster,
Jed's only gonna get worse.

Describe
what attacked you again.

It was terrifying.
Unlike anything I've ever

seen before, and I've seen
my fair share of monsters.

I would have
let it consume me,

but I had to get Jed back.

Good thing you did.
Help has arrived.

With a big swing.

Is this the
monster you saw?

Very much so.

What is that hideous thing?

- A clown.

S-Scariest monster ever.

There was just enough
of what you said about it

for us to make the connection.

Though now that I have,
I kind of wish I was wrong.

How does one kill a clown?

I ask myself that question
a lot lately.

It's simple. You don't.

I do.

It is your fault
that Jed is hurt.

Headmaster Saltzman,
I know we've only just met,

but wherever I go,
the monster will follow.

You're not gonna
be going anywhere.

I put a barrier spell up
around the school, so...

you guys are stuck here

on the grounds with Bozo.

I am impervious to magic.

You cannot hold me here,
and I think it best I flee

as far
from the school as possible.

You know, I have a better plan.

This is truly dreadful.

And yet
- I can't stop drinking it.
- Makes sense.

From what you've told me,
choosing to do things

you know are harmful to you
seems like a consistent pattern.

- I could say the same to you.
- Only because

you are completely disconnected
from reality,

but... I'm listening.

Okay.

Then listen very carefully,
Elizabeth.

You can't function on your own.

I hardly know you, but
you are obsessively fixated

on your sister
and Hope.

But the more time we spend
together, the more I begin

to wonder
if it's even about them,

because now here you are,
partnered up with me.

You just need someone
to feel superior to.

That's your pattern,
and you need to break it,

to learn to be alone.

To like the person
you are enough

to spend time with her
without having to be distracted.

Do not.

My mistake, then.

Wait. You can't leave.

You need me to find that god.

Do I?

You know, unstable
as I may be,

I quite love myself,

and I believe I'm capable of it
with or without you.

Can you say the same?

I think I know
what our monster is,

thanks to you and Wade.

The first clowns originated
from Egypt.

They were
essentially priests.

Had the ears of the kings.

Literally or metaphorically?

It's a fair question,
but in this case the latter.

When the Romans

plundered Egypt,
they brought back more

than obelisks and Cleopatra.

This book records the history
of a Roman village

that used an effigy of a clown

to confess all of their sins
during an annual

harvest festival.

Once they had, they'd get drunk
and then burn the damn thing,

believing that it would destroy

all their misdeeds
along with it.

Hmm. Honestly, it sounded
like a halfway decent party.

Until a conscripted
Egyptian witch cast a spell.

Brought the effigy to life
to punish the villagers

for taking her away
from her home.

So if that's our Pennywise,

how can Hope kill it?

Oh, I didn't know
that we were taking Hope's deal.

Well, we don't have
a choice, right?

Have a seat, Milton.

The bite from this Protoclown--
it would poison the villagers,

and it would force them
to confront the memories

of the worst things
they'd ever done,

so that they could be redeemed,

or die by being stubborn.

Not that I can relate
to that or anything.

So he's the proto
accountability buddy, too.

How does knowing that
change anything?

What's gonna change things is
turning Hope's humanity back on,

and I think that we can use
this monster to do just that.

You with me,

or not?

I see you've finally come
to your senses.

We want to work with you, Hope.

Dr. Saltzman-- he found out
a lot about this clown,

including the fact
that fire attracts it.

And yet here you are,

building a bonfire. So which
clown are we talking about?

Because I see three.

Well... I only see one.

Oh, nice comeback, Wayne.

Didn't think you had it in you.

You lied to me, MG.

I didn't lie to you
about anything.

We need your help, Hope,
just not the way you are.

You miss my humanity so badly?

Fine.

I'll share.

Imbre.

Listen up.

Our pack has a code.

- Yes, sir!
- Right!

To some, it's harsh,

but it is our way.

Now if anyone wants
to challenge it,

or my authority as alpha,

now would be the time.

Then our way will continue.

There is no room

for weakness in this pack.

- Yeah!

There is no room

to feed mouths
that don't provide.

Jed, Trey,

get over there.

One of you will become a wolf
before the full moon rises.

But what about the other?

Get him, bro! Get him, bro!

Come on! Come on!

Make me proud, son.

No. No.

Now would be a good time

to come back to life.

I could use a little...

Help!

Help!

Help!

Cleo?

Why are you in there?

Kaleb was supposed to be.

But when MG came to us
with a plan to take on Hope,

my boyfriend did not think me
so powerful after all.

Yeah, that was my plan.

But MG didn't think
I was powerful enough

to be a part of it either.

Being in the hospital,
all the vervain

leeched out of my system,

so he compelled me
to stay inside the school.

Said he didn't want
to be accountable

for me getting hurt again.

Which means...

they're gonna face this clown
without us.

No. It is in the school...
with us.

What are you waiting for?

Let me out.

Cleo, you're safe in there,

which is more than I can say
for the rest of my students,

no matter how hard I try.

Do you even know how
to kill this monster?

No, but as weak as I am,
I have to give it a shot.

Headmaster Saltzman,
everyone may think we're weak,

but we're only weak
if we believe it.

Unlock the door.

Do you have any idea
what you're asking me to do?

- Believe me, I do.
- Then why?

Because we've been fighting
this fate ever since

- we figured out who you are.
- It's true.

Fate...

wants to tear us apart.

But if we stand together,
we win.

You'll still be dead.

Moral victory, at least.

I won't do it.

We'll find another way.

I'm not gonna murder the boy
I love

because the universe demands it.

I like to think of myself
as more of a man, but...

What a load of crap.

That's not how it happened.

But it could have.

And you being here means
that you know it.

Yup, this is the place.

Is there anyone here?

Any god?

Suck on that, Aurora.

I know this movie.

I give up. Jen, come out,
come out, wherever you are!

I stand corrected.

You clearly
- don't need my help.
- And you clearly

followed me here,
so who actually needed who?

Arrogance
in the face of impending doom.

- I almost respect it.
- What?

You're not actually
gonna let me die in here

after all we've been through?

Well, I can't just let you out,
can I, darling?

Because you were right
about one thing.

We have profound trust issues.

Which I told you,

I can fix if you can
pull the plug on this thing.

My magic doesn't work
on god stuff.

Even if I could,

I already know how
to fix our problems.

If you'll agree to my terms,
that is.

Oh, hey.

Wondering when you were
gonna show up.

You're here to remind me
of all my sins,

I'm afraid
I got some bad news for you.

I'm way ahead of you,
thanks to Limbo, so...

...hope you're hungry.

But I am more than happy

to admit that
this plan was a group effort.

I had some help.

Have you met Cleo?

I'll take that as a "no."

Well, you're about to
because she's the

powerful young woman
standing right behind you.

You're the one who guessed that
a frozen blade would kill it.

Born by a fire means death
by the opposite.

Kaleb was right.

This is my style.

And thank you for your advice.

You still had to take it.

Now, come on. Let's go
find the others.

Where do you think you're going?

- We're not done here.
There is no here.

This is a clown delusion,
and I'm over it.

Obviously not.

You're not over being forced
to kill Landon,

and I'm just getting started
with you.

You're not real.

Keep telling yourself that.

I just did.

I'm your humanity,
and I'm trying to return.

You know it.

You're just a coping mechanism.

The easy way out.

- Shut up!
- You're the oneyelling.

See, right now, I'm just
a tiny voice in your head,

telling you what
you already know.

But I will grow louder
if you don't listen.

Because I am, and always
will be, your better half.

The real Hope Mikaelson.

We'll see about that.

You're damn right we will.

Need help?

Jedidiah, pick it up.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight!

Don't worry, Jed.

You were always the better wolf.

Well, at least
someone here isn't a coward.

Pick up that damn bat
and use it, or I will.

Jed?

What are you doing out here?

I assumed you'd be
by my side when we revived.

I was hoping
that maybe we could...

further... our discussion.

The monster may be dead, but...

I can't stop thinking about it.

And I was so good at not
thinking about it for years.

I don't understand.

My father...

was an abusive bully.

And he tried
to make me hurt a friend.

So I killed him instead.

That's how I activated
my curse, and as much as

that clown wanted me to,

I don't regret it.

Nor should you.

I'm guessing
this friend was Trey?

Well, he might have been more
than that,

now that I look back on it.

I mean, we were
so young.

It was just a childhood crush.

But the night

I saved his life
and took my father's,

I turned into a werewolf
for the first time and ran off.

Dr. Saltzman eventually
found me, but...

...I never saw Trey again.

And that's the part I regret.

You know, sometimes I think

that the true curse
we carry... is family.

Yeah.

Makes sense.

'Cause when I got
to The Salvatore School,

I became a bully, too.

It took me years...

maybe right up
until this moment right now

to realize that that's only
who I was raised to be.

That's not who I am.

But I know now.

I'm ready to let go
of the person

that my father wanted me to be.

That's why I've been wanting
to talk to you,

ever since you told me
your story.

And to tell you
I-I know how you feel.

To tell you how I feel.

It's all right...

...if you're not ready.

So much for accountability.

Well, baby steps.

Why are you still here?

Figured I'd give you one
last chance to save the world,

now that your
Jiminy Cricket is gone.

You were right.

As much as I hate
to admit it,

given all
that you've done to me

- and my daughters.
- You need me.

That's not exactly
what I was gonna say.

I am the adult,
and sometimes that means

telling kids like you
things like this.

We don't need you, Hope.

But we do want you here

because we believe
that you're still in there...

somewhere.

I'm really not,
but we can still work together,

so long as your students
follow my orders.

Like hell.

We will work

with you, not for you.

And that's our deal.

You can take it or leave it.

Was a cute little sun and moon
too much to ask for?

These aren't pathetic tattoos.
They're a blood pact.

Which means neither of us can
back out or betray the other

whilst we quest
to raise the gods.

Aah! Trust me, I know.

You forced me to cast
the binding spell, remember?

Well, it's a good thing
I knew all the words,

or you probably wouldn't have.

Plus, I was up front
about my terms.

Wasn't this supposed to put an
end to all of your trust issues?

It does more than that.

It also ensures that you won't
be alone in this endeavor.

See? We both get what we want.

A hideous scar?

Common ground, acceptance.

As much

as I detest how you said them,

many of the things you told me
about myself were right.

Many of the things
I told you were, too.

But what makes us most alike is

that people have
always made us feel

as though we need to be fixed.

But we don't need to believe
them when they say we're broken.

That's borderline empowering.

Keep it up.

Dude.

Why won't you leave me alone?

And who's the new dude?

My name is Aurora de Martel.

And it is very nice
to meet you, Jennifer.

It's just Jen.

More like Vulcan.

We totally know who you are.

Mm-hmm.
And I...

We need to know

who's in those other
coffin thingies.

Hope has agreed to our terms,

which included her making
a new bracelet for Ben, so...

...there is no longer any need
for you to be in here.

Wasn't any reason
for you to be in here, either.

Hell, you saved our asses.

After what I did,

I wouldn't blame you
if you just let me rot in here.

As I keep telling the men
around here,

that is not my style.

If you are so self-aware,

you would have never
locked me up in here.

Well, I had a little help
from a killer clown.

I mean, out of all
the bad things that I've done,

it showed me the memory
of what I did to you.

Kind of hard
not to take the hint.

I lived in the pit
of Malivore for so long.

Most people cannot
fathom what it's like

to sit with that kind
of stillness.

But the gift it gave me
was knowledge of who I am.

And who I am is strong,

with or without my power,
even when I doubt it.

As you told me yourself,
but did not believe.

I believe it now.

I just, uh...

I just hope I'm not too late.

You are not.

So long as you realize

I do not need
a protector or a shield.

In the future,

do not stand in front of me.

Fight beside me.

Is this a bad time?

Just assume it is from now on.

Okay. Well, um,

I just wanted to bring you
something to eat.

Then bring me a human.

There's no going back once
you've tried the real stuff.

But you know that already,
don't you?

- Are we done here?
- As soon as I remind you

that Lizzie is on our side,

no matter how
in over her head she is.

Kind of like you are.

We love and miss her, Hope.

And we love and miss...

You can go now.

Damn it, MG. I told you...

Did you really think you could
get rid of me that easily?