Chapter 1

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-No one pov

Faith:When we're young, we're taught the distinction between a hero and a villain. Good and evil. A savior and a lost cause. But what if the only real difference is who's telling the story? Our names are Faith and Hope Mikaelson

Hope:We come from a long line of the villains in the tales you've heard about vampires, werewolves, witches, and everything in-between. The school behind these gates protects the secrets of people like us. And tonight, under the light of the full moon, we will be opening our doors to some people new.

They both said walking towards the Salvatore school for the young and gifted

Atlanta Georgia

Landon:Rafael! Seriously, it's not right

Rafael:It is what it is, Lan

Landon:You're not Catholic! You shouldn't have to confess your sins.

Rafael:I tossed a lawnmower through the patio doors, bruh! If apologizing to God gets Hector and Maria off my back, so be it.

They both walked into the church

Rafael:Buenas tardes, Father Pietro

Father Pietro:Buenas tardes, Rafael. Por favor, pray with me.

Rafael kneeled down on his knees to pray

Hector:Landon, you can leave now. It's okay, we can take it from here.

Landon:Ohh! I'm good, Hector.

Maria walks over to Landon

Maria:Landon, this is between your foster brother and God, okay!

Rafael:Hey, I got it, bro. Just wait outside.

Landon nods and walks outside the church and toward the stairs at the entrance while Hector and Maria follow after him. Once he's outside, Landon sits on the steps, put in his earbuds. Hector and Maria see that Landon is preoccupied they chain the doors shut and head back where the priest is.

Rafael starts praying when he feels water on his forehead and hears the priest saying something in Latin

Rafael:What's, going on here?

The priest keeps repeating the same words in Latin when Maria and Hector hold him down

Rafael:What are you doing??

The priest keeps going even when Rafael's eyes start glowing a golden yellow color and fangs start coming out of his mouth.

-Faiths pov

Dr. Saltsman, Hope and I are heading toward the church. Once we got there we got out of the SUV and headed straight for the door. Dr. Saltsman carrying a loaded crossbow and a bag full of chains while I was focusing on the missions. At first, Hope was to but then someone caught her eye

Hope:Landon??

Hope:Landon??

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