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BLOOD LIKE POISON (II)- LEGACIES

Summary: Faith Mikaelson has always felt different from her sister. She felt as if there was ominous inside of her that she was sure Hope didn't feel. After losing their parents the two siblings became a lot closer. Whether it was the fact that they didn't want to risk losing each other as well or because they realized that they only had each other left, they did everything they could to protect each other. But things get a lot more difficult when a creature named Malivore starts sending monsters to the Salvator boarding school which forces the students to fight the monsters in order to protect themselves. During this inevitable battle, Faith finds someone who she ends up making an unexpected connection with and she finds out that she may not be as alone as she originally thinks.

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FAITH AND HOPE WERE IN EMMA'S talking about their use of black magic.

"I see you've decided to double down on your nihilism this morning," Emma said.

"I'm trying to be rich with honesty," Hope replied.

"Start from the beginning, Hope," Emma told her.

"Of my short-lived but horrific romances with liars?"

"Of your decision to perform black magic on school grounds last night." Emma corrected taking a glance at Faith.

"What? We were just trying to find the asshole." Faith said shrugging while crossing her arms. Emma gave the girl a look at her use of language. "Sorry." She muttered.

"Maybe we can table this until we catch the guy we were trying to find using black magic." Hope stated. "Because the longer that Landon Kirby is out there, the greater the chance he tells people about this school and the kind of people we have hidden behind the gates." She finished making Faith nod in agreement.

"You know there's a beacon that alerts me when someone's using. You both knew you'd be caught."

"After we found Landon, but we lost the trail and now were being interrogated," Hope stated angrily. "But go ahead take your time. Nothing at stake here."

"Did anyone else help you with the spell?" Emma asked them.

"No." Faith quickly said while sparing a glance at her sister who quickly glanced back. "Can we go now?"

"Faith, Hope. You're students. This isn't your fight."

"It's absolutely my fight, Emma. Landon was inside the walls of this school because of me. He had access to the knife he stole because of me. We're at risk of exposure because of me." Hope admitted.

"Yeah, and he was also inside of this school because of me. This is our fight. If it's Hope's fight that makes it mine as well." Faith stated. "So now we're gonna help Dr. Salzman find him." She said heading for the door and her sister following behind.

"And what happens when you do?" Emma inquired making the girls halt in their tracks for a moment before walking out the door.

The girls walked to their dorm room Hope taking the lead and Faith closing the door behind them. Hope then went under her bed and pulled out a book.

"Hope what're you doing?" Faith asked curiously. She then saw the death spell Hope ripped from the book. "Hope, seriously? I get you're mad at him, so am I, but a death spell?" Faith frowned.

"Faith, come on, chill out. It's only reassurance." Hope said looking at her sister. Faith gave her a look. "Faith, I'm sorry, but please trust me... please?"

"Fine. I trust you, but I hope you know we're probably gonna get in trouble for this." Faith said reluctantly. "I'm saying bye to Lizzie and Josie before we leave." When Faith mentioned Lizzie's name Hope rolled her eyes.

"How can you stand Lizzie? She is such a bitc-—"

"Hope! Don't you dare." Faith warned. Hope just rolled her eyes again. "Bye," Faith said then left.

FAITH WENT TO FIND JOSIE AND LIZZIE and found them walking down the staircase so she followed suit. "Let's hit the dining hall and carb load," Lizzie said to Josie. "It's game day."

"Hey, guys," Faith said when she reached them.

"Hey, Faith."

"Hey."

"So where are you going?" Faith asked.

"Dining hall." Lizzie vaguely answered.

"Um, actually I'm not really hungry," Josie said as they walked down the rest of the stairs. Lizzie gave her twin a look. "What?" Josie questioned.

"Well, uh, funny thing actually, Josette." Lizzie started. "This morning, as I was desperately trying to make this trash bag of a jersey look cute, I suddenly had the urge to purge. So I fled to the bowl, and lo and behold, I heaved up a gallon of black goo. So, seeing as I haven't been dabbling in any illicit black magic recently, I can only imagine it was a twin sympathy hurl. And here you are denying the day's most important meal. And you." Lizzie said turning to Faith who just looked at her. "You had to have helped because there's no way Hope asked Josie without asking you as well. And you're looking exceptionably pale today." Faith started touching her face unconsciously.

"Really?" Faith asked nervously. Hope looked fine to her ever since yesterday so she didn't think it would have affected her appearance at all. She didn't want what she did to be noticeable.

"So fess up. What did you guys do?" Lizzie asked accusingly.

"Maybe you're pregnant, Lizzie." An annoying voice rang out causing the three girls to turn around and see Penelope there leaning against a wall. "Oh, or maybe it's just how that jersey fits. You're not looking too good either, Faith. Finally, become one of the walking dead?" She said with a smirk. Faith just glared at her and muttered an insult towards her, while Lizzie stared down at her shirt self-consciously.

"Go away, evil one," Josie said annoyed.

"Already gone," Penelope said before walking closer to Josie. "Hot tip: next time you burn your ex's hair off, make sure she can't rock a lob." She finished with a hair flip walking away. The trio turned away from Penelope's retreating figure and stopped when they saw M.G.

"Morning! Big game today—" M.G. started with a big smile but got cut off.

"Bounce, M.G.," Lizzie said rudely. "If you hurry, you can catch up with the Blair Bitch and tongue-chum her again." M.G.'s smile dropped as he left.

"Did she who shall not be named just fat-shame me?" Lizzie asked with a grimace. "And, Faith why are you not changed for the game?"

"Um, maybe because I'm not going," Faith replied.

"What?" Josie asked.

"Oh, come on, why not?" Lizzie pouted. "You hardly ever come to any of our games."

"Maybe I'm just not interested in Conner's eye flirting and trying to make a move on me," Faith answered grimacing at the thought.

"Please, come Faith. I don't know what we'll do without you." Lizzie pleaded.

"Nope, I'm just not interested in playing a losing game," Faith said half-heartedly. "Besides I have some business with someone," Faith said referring to Landon.

"Who—?" Josie started to ask but stopped when her father approached them.

"Hey, girls, listen." Alaric started.

"Don't do it," Josie said already knowing where the conversation would go. Her dad gave her a questioning look. "Don't say whatever it is you're about to say because you have Dad's face, and wherever Dad's face goes, daughter disappointment always follows."

"I'm sorry; I can't make the game today," Alaric confessed.

"But, Dad, you're the coach," Josie argued.

"And I'm QB1 this year," Lizzie added.

"I hate it as much as you do, but I have to find Landon Kirby."

"Ok, so, let's cancel." Josie reasoned. "I mean, it's a joke anyway. We can't use our powers, so we suck."

"Exactly. Which is a normal school for troubled rich kids thing to do. This annual event lets the locals see you for what they think you are. And keeps them from asking too many questions." Alaric explained.

"But they mock us," Lizzie said solemnly.

"Because they're insecure, small-town kids with small minds. So just let it be. Look, girls, with Landon running around, knowing all of our secrets, we have to protect our profile now more than ever." Alaric said. "Can I count on you guys to do that?" He asked. They nodded. "Alright. I love you both. We'll, be back as soon as we can." Alaric said taking a glance at Faith and walking away.

"Wait. Who's 'we'?" Lizzie asked.

"Well, hey, look at the time," Faith started awkwardly, glancing at the clock on the wall. "I guess I should be going now to... the— um... library." Faith stuttered earning a suspicious look from both girls.

"Faith." Lizzie started slowly. "Who's our Dad talking about?"

"No clue," Faith said quickly. Lizzie and Josie gave her a look. "Ok. Fine. Yes, I know. Me, him, and Hope are all going." Lizzie looked angered by the fact that Hope was going. "But, it's not like that. She's probably only going because of her relationship with Landon, and I'm going because she is."

"So you'd rather go with her to deal with her relationship problems than come with us?" Josie asked.

"Come on, Josie, it's not like that," Faith argued. "Plus she's my sister, and I don't want her to do something dangerous or something she'll regret."

"Ok. Fine. Bye." Lizzie muttered. Faith gave them both a quick hug before leaving.

FAITH AND HOPE MET UP OUTSIDE before they both walked over to the car where they saw someone under it using tools.

"Hello?" Hope asked confused. Rafael then slid from under the car.

"Hey." He said then went back under the car.

"What are you doing?" Faith asked him.

"Adjusting the sway bar," Rafael replied not stopping what he was doing.

"Was it broken?" Hope asked annoyed. Rafael then pulled something from the car and rolled back from under it holding the 'sway bar'.

"It is now." He said getting up. He walked closer to the two girls. "You're going after Landon. If you want this car to work, I'm going with you."

"You should stay out of it. He's a liar and a thief." Hope stated.

"Yeah, so, fix the car Rafael we don't have time for this. Landon's out there. The longer we wait the farther he gets." Faith told him.

"He took a stupid knife," Rafael argued.

"Nothing in this school is a stupid anything," Hope said.

"Look. He's my best friend. And you? You both seem vengeful." Rafael stated making Hope look away from his gaze. Faith could agree that she wanted Landon to pay for what he did to his sister, but she doesn't believe that she's as mad as Hope was.

"Let me show you something," Hope said to Rafael bringing her hands up to his neck and making him grab her arm. Hope took a look at his arm where he was holding it and gave him a 'trust me' look to which he let go of her arm. Hope resumed her motion putting her hands on his neck making him look uncomfortable and glanced at Faith who just watched. "Close your eyes," Hope ordered. Rafael then closed his eyes as did Hope and she whispered something making him see flashes of what happened on the bus. Rafael then abruptly backed away horrified.

"Not a pretty sight, huh?" Faith asked Rafael.

"What the hell was that?" He asked.

"You're best friend did that to a bus full of people on Route 29 last night, and we're the only ones who know how to find him, so give me the engine thingy," Hope said.

"No."

"I have actual magic powers." Hope threatened.

"And I have a long history of anger issues," Rafael stated making Faith instinctively walk closer to Hope's side.

"He can come," Alaric said quickly, coming from behind Rafael.

"What?" Hope and Faith questioned.

"He knows Landon; he'll be an asset," Alaric explained. "And we need all the help we can get, so fix the car and hop in." Hope and Faith walked to the opposite side of the car and got in.

"And put a shirt on," Alaric told Rafael who glanced down at the tank top he was wearing.

AFTER FAITH, HOPE, ALARIC, AND RAFAEL arrived Alaric parked the car and they got out. They then began their journey through the woods.

"I don't know why he's still out here," Hope said. "He has a whole day's lead on us. He could be anywhere."

"Maybe because he doesn't have a reason to run," Rafael replied making Faith scoff.

"Logic that would be perfectly believable if he hadn't, you know, ran," Faith said. Alaric then heard a twin snap.

"Wait— Shh!" Alaric ordered. "You hear that?" He asked making them glance at him curiously. Then they heard faint footsteps. "Someone here." He said then started running off in the direction making the others follow suit. Alaric came across a woman who looked like she'd been in a fire. "I—It's okay. I—I'm not gonna hurt you." He tried walking closer to her but she just backed away. "Were you on the bus?" The others caught up to him. "Can you tell us what happened?"

"Is she a survivor?" Faith asked.

"Uh, smells like it. She reeks of smoke." Rafael replied.

"I think she's in shock," Alaric said. "Look, I need to get her to the police so she can get some medical attention. Uh, why don't you three go ahead? Don't engage." Alaric ordered. "We don't know how dangerous Landon is."

"He's not dangerous—" Rafael argued.

"I said don't engage," Alaric repeated.

"Come on," Hope said walking off. Faith and Rafael then began to follow.

"WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED ON THAT BUS?" Rafael questioned after a moment of silence.

"No one knows. It said something incinerated it from the inside." Hope told him.

"Look, whatever he did, I know there's a good explanation," Rafael argued almost making Faith want to scoff again. "He's the most loyal friend that I've ever had. He was there for me on the worst day of my life. After my girlfriend died, he was the only thing that kept me going. So let me get that knife back for you and then we all can hear him out, okay?"

"Appreciate the passion, but maybe you should exert some of it making new friends," Hope said continuing to walk ahead of him.

"So I can be as well-liked and popular as you?" Rafael asked making Faith give him a look and Hope turn to face him. "Yeah, I've been at the school for two days and I've already heard about Hope Mikaelson and her sunny disposition."

"Watch it, Rafael," Faith said warningly defending her sister. Rafael then turned to her.

"And the girl who's too busy staying by her sister's side to have her own life." Rafael finished. Faith stared at Rafael shocked by what he said about her. Hope momentarily glanced at her sister sensing her discomfort. "I'll get you the stupid, not-stupid knife and the answers you want. I promise."

"And why should I believe you?" Hope questioned.

"Because I don't lie," Rafael said making Hope chuckle in amusement.

"Everybody lies," Hope told him she then sighed. "He's in the root cellar. You have three minutes to do it your way."

"Wait, the headmaster said not to engage," Rafael argued.

"Two minutes, 59. Two minutes, 58." Hope said causing Rafael to start sprinting to the cellar. "You okay?" She questioned her sister who's been quiet.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I'm just... nothing. It doesn't matter." Faith sighed.

"Faith, don't worry about what he said." Hope told her, "Who cares what other people may think?"

Faith nodded. "We're not giving him three minutes are we?"

"Nope."

The girls then made their way to the cellar. "There's, um, a—a lot of crazy witchy people looking for you. There's a bus full of burnt-up people." They heard Rafael say.

"That wasn't me," Landon said.

"Then who was it?" Hope questioned when the girls reached the cellar.

"You said three minutes," Rafael said.

"Like Hope said. Everybody lies." Faith said.

"Corportis impetu." Hope and Faith chanted holding their arm out. Landon then flew back into the wall.

"Hey!" Rafael said rushing to Landon's side.

"Where's the knife?" Hope demanded.

"I don't have it. I must've lost it when I ran." Landon panicked.

"After you burnt the bus?" Faith questioned.

"That wasn't me, I swear. I barely got out alive."

"Hope, Faith, come on." Rafael pleaded.

"Last chance," Hope said walking closer to Landon. "Who the hell was it?"

"There was this girl. She could breathe fire or— or something." Landon stuttered as Faith and Hope let him go from being pinned against the wall.

"I don't believe a word you're saying," Hope said.

"Yeah," Faith said agreeing with Hope.

"You guys have every right to be mad at me but I am telling you the truth," Landon said. "Come on man, help me."

"I believe him," Rafael told the girls.

"You believe that a fire-breathing woman burned the bus alive?" Faith questioned incredulously.

"Yeah," Rafael replied.

"And Landon happened to be spared?" Hope asked.

"He told you that he ran."

"And conveniently lost the knife on the way," Faith said.

"Yes."

"She kept coming at me like she was gonna take it from me. She was burning everything in her path." Landon explained.

"You wanna explain to us what you were doing stealing the knife in the first place?" Hope asked.

"I don't remember stealing it."

"Of course not. How about pretending to be compelled?"

"That was to avoid being thrown back in the werewolf dungeon," Landon said getting up from the ground.

"Transitional cellar." Hope corrected.

"Small spaces." Landon snapped walking closer to Hope. "Hope you have to understand, Dr. Saltzman had already told me the school wasn't gonna let me stay. If he thought I'd talk, he'd lock me back up. There wasn't a good ending for me. I didn't want to steal from you and I don't want a fire-breather chasing me. I'm sorry for all of it." Landon finished walking back over to the wall.

"He's not lying. I know him." Rafael said. "Now if he says there's a fire breathing woman running through the woods then there is a—"

"There's a fire-breathing woman running through the woods," Alaric said running down into the cellar. Hope and Faith give each other a look of disbelief. "Did I or did I not say 'don't engage'?"

"He's only dangerous if crappy apologies can kill," Hope said.

"Yeah, and maybe a bad haircut." Faith muttered causing Landon to give her a look to which she shrugged off.

"Look's can be deceiving," Alaric told them. "Now our bus refugee, turns out she's a pyromancer."

"Wait, wh—what's a pyromancer?" Landon questioned.

"Fire-breathing witch," Hope muttered staring at Alaric in shock, as did Faith. Rafael chuckled in disbelief.

"Ric, she wants the knife," Faith told him.

"Ok, well, where is it?" Alaric asked causing everyone to turn to Landon.

"I—I lost it in the woods," Landon said. "I was running around in circles all night trying to find a place to hide."

"Okay, okay. Well, let's uh, find it before she does, huh?" Alaric ordered. They all headed out of the cellar where they spotted the women. "We don't want any trouble." The woman then held her hand out and turned to Landon.

"What does she want?" Rafael asked.

"I don't know," Landon replied. The woman then brought her hand out again.

"Lan?"

"Maybe she wants the knife you said you don't have." Hope suggested giving Landon a look. The woman's eyes then began to glow a fiery orange.

"Back in the cellar, go. Go, go, go, go." Alaric ordered them. They all ran back into the cellar just in time before the woman shot flames from her mouth at the cellar door.

"Where the hell is it?" Hope questioned Landon angered.

"I'm sorry. I panicked." Landon said pulling out the knife and handing it to Hope.

"You know, Landon, all this lying is not helping your case," Faith stated slowly getting fed up with him. Landon just gave her an apologetic look and muttered a 'sorry' to which she rolled her eyes.

"What the hell, Lan?" Rafael asked his friend in disbelief that he lied to him.

"Faith, the doors," Alaric ordered.

"Got it," Faith said walking over to the cellar doors. "Adiuuatur." The flames on the door went out. "That won't last long." She informed them.

"All right, great, I need a cell phone," Alaric said.

"Take your pick," Landon told him motioning to a barrel of stolen items. Alaric rummaged around the item for a cell phone and spotted one and started dialing a number.

"What is all this?" Hope asked walking over to the items along with Rafael and Faith. They then began to look through the stuff and Rafael found a driver's license of someone.

"This is from the people on the bus," Rafael said causing Hope to look in Landon's direction.

"I didn't bring it here. I—" Landon denied.

"If he says 'I swear' one more time, I'm gonna melt him." Hope threatened making Landon shut up. Alaric then called Dorian.

"Please tell me you have something," Alaric asked Dorian.

"Connection sucks. W—Where are you?" Dorian asked.

"Root cellar full of contraband that our pickpocket Landon Kirby claims he didn't steal." Hope stated.

"There's a fire-breather outside. Can you prioritize your rage?" Rafael asked annoyed.

"Dragon," Dorian said.

"What?" Alaric asked.

"Dragon. She steals treasure, breathes fire, and hides the loot in her lair. She's—she's not a pyromancer, she's a—"

"Dragons don't exist, or look like normal people."

"There was a time we would have said that about vampires," Dorian said causing Alaric to scoff.

"Okay, fine. She's a- a human dragon. Now what?"

"In anything I've ever read—"

"In fiction."

"—the way to take down a dragon, you need a buttload of courage and a sword."

"How about a knife?" Hope said then pulled out the knife.

Hope exited the cellar her sister following suit. Hope then used her magic to make the women fly back and stumble on the ground. "Didn't anyone ever tell you smoking's bad for you?" Hope questioned. The woman then got back up angered and eyes glowing. Hope throws her sister the knife which she caught then Faith walks closer to the left.

"I know. Quitting's hard." Faith stated. The women breathed fire in Faith's direction. "Scutum." The flames got blocked by an invisible barrier. As the woman continued to breathe fire it was getting harder for Faith to block her flames. Rafael then showed up and threw a rock at the woman's head making her fall to the ground momentarily.

"Took you long enough," Faith complained.

"Sorry, I couldn't find a rock." Rafael apologized.

"There's literally a lair full of heavy objects," Hope added on.

"Faith, alley-oop." Rafael then ran in the direction of the woman and Faith threw him the knife which he caught and stabbed the woman in the heart. Rafael pulled the knife out of the woman's heart. Rafael then looks to Hope and Faith.

"Promise kept," Rafael said to them handing Hope the knife.

"You guys alright?" Alaric questioned when he and Landon walked out of the cellar. All three turned to face him. "Let's give her a proper burial." He said motioning to the woman. "See if you can find a shovel." Rafael, Faith, and Hope then left to find a shovel. After they found a shovel they came back to find the woman now becoming a dragon.

"Dr. Saltzman..." Hope trailed off noticing the dragon. They all gaped at it.

"Oh my god." Faith gaped staring up at the dragon towering over them seemingly getting bigger. The dragon then flew up into the sky and breathed fire at them.

"Was—was that a—?" Landon questioned shocked.

"You guys go," Hope told them throwing the shovel. "Get to the car and get out of here." She said making her sister nod in agreement.

"What about the both of you?" Alaric asked.

"I have an idea," Hope said making her sister think that idea was to use the death spell.

"What?"

"She wants this. She's going to be back." Hope said holding up the knife.

"Alright, you two, go to the car," Alaric told Rafael and Landon. "I'll meet you there. Go, go." Rafael and Landon then left.

"You wake up with a death wish today?" Alaric questioned us.

"Something like that." Hope and Faith said at the same time. The girls then looked at one another with a look. They then saw the dragon come into view.

"Alright, it's coming back," Alaric stated. "Now what?"

"You should leave and take cover," Faith told him.

"Like hell," Alaric replied.

"Then tell me how we're gonna explain to your daughters that all that's left of you is hot ash," Hope said.

"The dad card?" Alaric asked. "That's a low blow." They then looked back at the dragon noticing how close it was. "Alright." Alaric then left, leaving Hope and Faith to deal with the dragon.

"We're gonna use the death spell, right?" Faith asked her sister.

"Yep," Hope said then pulled out the spell. She held it closer to her sister so she could read it as well. They then put their hands up and chanted.

"Tenebris anima vestra contundito mortem. Et conteret spiritum. Frange vitam. Nolite corde. Ut sub terra esse, ad tenebras usque in sempiternum." They chanted, the wind picked up and the dragon screeched in pain. "Tenebris anima vestra contundito mortem. Et conteret spiritum. Frange vitam. Nolite corde. Ut sub terra esse, ad tenebras usque in sempiternum." The dragon got closer to them and eventually cried out again and fell to the ground, turning back into the woman.

Hope and Faith then passed out due to the spell being too much to handle for them. Hope woke up a little sooner than her sister. When Faith woke up she offered her a hand to pull herself up from the ground which she gladly took. They looked at the woman and saw her shifting around on the ground trying to stand up but failing and ending up on her knees. Hope then walked over to her and held up the knife hesitant to kill her. Faith just watched from where she stood as the woman held a sad but determined expression. The woman then reached for the knife with a pleading face.

"Why do you want this so badly?" Hope questioned the woman. "What's so special about it?" The woman just continued to reach for the knife. "Say something." Hope pleaded. The woman then turned over. Hope and Faith couldn't see that her eyes were glowing and she was about to breathe fire at them. Alaric then showed up and grabbed the knife from Hope, while the woman turned towards them breathing out fire before she stopped when Alaric stabbed her with the knife. Faith flinched at him killing her not expecting that to happen. Alaric then pulled the knife out when he knew she was dead and stood back up. Hope and Faith stared at her dead body solemnly. After a moment of silence, Hope crouched down by her body.

"Guess that was the soft spot," Hope said she then stood up as Alaric picked up a pick of paper from the ground. Faith walked over by Hope.

"Told you this would happen," Faith whispered to her sister who glowered at her.

"What is this?" Alaric questioned holding the paper out to the girls. They remained quiet. "This isn't earth magic, girls." He said sternly.

"This wasn't an earth magic problem." Hope stated.

"We don't allow black magic," Alaric stressed. "It gets inside your heart and it poisons your mind. Now I looked the other way this morning 'cause I knew you were both upset, you more so Hope, but this is a death spell. A spell you couldn't have known you need to use on a dragon, which..." Alaric trailed off realization crossing his face. "Which means you had other plans for it." Hope didn't meet his eyes guiltily.

"Faith had nothing to do with this I— I didn't tell her what I was gonna do with the spell," Hope said trying to get her sister out of trouble. Faith still felt guilty about it as she should've.

"Yeah, but she didn't have to remain silent about the fact that you had the spell. You still knew Hope had it." Alaric said looking at Faith. "Landon did something stupid, maybe evil. We won't know until we learn more, but... he's still just a kid... and so are both of you." This caused Faith to feel even more guilty. "This hatred... This vengeance... This is your father."

And then it suddenly happened.

The shovel that Hope dropped back by the cellar door burst into flames. Hope and Alaric flinched at the sudden motion their heads shot in Faith's direction who had an angry and shocked look in her eyes as she looked at the burning shovel. Faith then glanced at them before storming towards the car angrily her heartbeat racing.

Faith always hated when someone talked bad about her father. She knows how much pain and anger he's caused to practically everyone— thanks to the book dedicated to him before that burst in flames by the time Faith got to the twentieth page. But she still defends him because she knows there is some humanity left in him. He always had a soft spot for her and Hope. He always cared about them before he died to save their lives, from the Hollow. He always loved them so much. As did their mother who also died trying to save them and because they put her in that situation. Faith always felt guilty for her mother's death; she knew Hope did too. And after it happened Faith almost always cried herself to sleep. Sometimes Hope would be there for her and she would talk to her, so Faith would end up falling asleep in her bed. Other times her father would try to comfort her in his own ways and say it wasn't her fault. But she knew deep down it was. When her father died things got worse for Faith as they did for Hope too. Whenever someone mentioned her father in a bad way things around her would always burst into flames without her realizing she did it. It also happened when people brought him up; mostly when they said bad things. She just got so angry and depressed that it was too much for her to bear.

For a short period, Faith took calming herbs to help herself calm down more and make her less sad and angered, but over time she didn't need them anymore. It eventually got better. At first, during her grieving Faith wanted to be alone but then she wanted nothing more than to be by her sister's side, afraid that if she left it her sister would be gone too.

But something triggered her this time.

Maybe it was the fact that Alaric was a sort of fatherly figure to her; also someone she cared about deeply, and he was talking badly about someone she cared about, and loved. Loved.

"Dad, Mom, why'd you have to leave us," Faith whispered to herself momentarily halting her walking in the forest and looking towards the sky. Tears glazed over her eyes. She then sniffled and wiped the salty liquid away before it could fall and made her way to the car. When she reached it, as expected her sister and Alaric weren't there yet. But neither were Rafael and Landon. Faith internally groaned. She then saw two letters in between the windshield wipers and went to grab them. One had her name and one had Hope's. Alaric and Hope then came into view and walked up to the car.

"Faith, I'm sorry I was just—" Alaric started but then got interrupted.

"They're gone," Faith stated bluntly not wanting to hear Alaric's apology. Faith handed Hope her letter and got in the backseat of the car. Alaric and Hope then got in the car as well, but not before sharing a quick worried glance about her behavior that Faith noticed. They drove off in silence back towards the school. Faith took that opportunity to read her letter.

'Dear Faith,

I know you're very upset with me for hurting your sister and for lying to you. Trust me I'm upset with myself too. The truth is I really don't know why I stole that knife. Whether you choose to believe that or not is up to you, though I wouldn't blame you if you don't believe me. Faith you are an amazing, strong person. I believe that you could be more independent if you wanted to be. Make sure that you live a life for yourself not doubting everything you could have. Trust me when I say Hope's not going anywhere. She won't leave you. Especially not until she's able to beat the crap out of me. She only wants what's best for you, and she'll always be happy for you. Hope deserves happiness. You deserve happiness, Faith.

-Landon'

Faith smiled slightly at the letter before folding it and putting it in her pocket. Putting her hand on her cheek she stared out the window.

ONCE THEY FINALLY ARRIVED AT SCHOOL Hope went to her room and Alaric stayed to try and apologize to Faith again.

"Listen, Faith, I'm really sorry I said what I said, but you can't just do things like this." Alaric started his back facing the entrance doors Faith in front of him. "This school's job and my job is to protect you, so when you break the rules it just makes it that much harder."

"I understand, and I'm sorry too." Faith admitted guilt in a small voice walking up to Alaric and engulfing him in a hug taking him by surprise, but he eventually hugged back. "It's just... hard." She mumbled into the hug. "Will this get any easier?"

"Trust me as someone who's had their fair share of emotional pain..." Alaric started pulling away to look at the girl. "It does get easier. Even if it takes a while for that pain to subside." He told her with a small smile.

"Thanks," Faith told him as she walked past Alaric through the entrance doors to find Hope.

As she entered the school she thought about what Hope might have gotten in the letter Landon gave her. So lost in her own thoughts she accidentally bumped into someone.

"Watch where you're going," The person she bumped into said in an annoyed voice. She looked up at him and noticed his blue eyes that looked like expensive crystals you would find in the most beautiful parts of the world, along with his pretty freckles; but she also noticed the scowl he wore on his face.

Faith frowned at his attitude and said, "Geez, sorry, asshole."

The boy looked agitated by what she said. "What did you call me."

"Was I not speaking loud enough for you?" Faith walked closer to him. "I called you an asshole. Do you need me to repeat it for you again to understand? Dumb it down for you?" She slightly pouted in fake pity.

"Well, aren't you a feisty little thing?" The boy said with a slight smirk.

"Think about saying something like that again and I'll show you how 'feisty' I can be," Faith told him with a scowl before storming off, her mood completely ruined.

She quickly headed to her dormitory. When she reached it she saw Hope staring at the pictures of their family; including the two of them. Tears glazed over her eyes and a few stray ones fell down her cheeks. Without a word, Faith went over to her sister's bed, sat down, and hugged her. Hope slowly hugged back and let out silent sobs and cries.

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