-No one pov
Hope: I'm no stranger to death, but that doesn't mean I want to talk about it. Once a year for Remembrance Day, we're asked to write letters to our lost loved ones. We sign our names, fold them up, and scatter them throughout the cemetery. I usually don't see the point in it. Why write to the dead? I'd rather not think about it at all. Except lately... Death keeps knocking on my door.
-Faith pov
Me, Rafael, and Hope were walking when we see someone coming into the school.
Rafael: Cassie?
Cassie: Raf.
Hope: Cassie?
Me: Isn't that your...?
Rafael: My girlfriend.
Rafael then ran and hugged Cassie.
-No one pov
(Dr. Saltsman)
Dr. Saltsman stabbed the necromancer with an butcher knife.
Necromancer: Was that really necessary?
Dr. Saltsman: I told you I need answers.
Necromancer: Why would I help you? You have me in chains. This indignity will not go unpunished.
Dr. Saltsman: We have been at this for days. Answer my questions, or I'm gonna peel your skin off like a grape and shower
you with battery acid.
Necromancer: A rather grotesque effort,
He says taking out the knife
Necromancer: Considering it will feel like the delicate tickle of a feather.
Dr.Saltsman: All right. Let's see how this feels.
Faith and Hope enter
Faith: Dr. Saltzman.
Necromancer: Oh, there you are, lovely girls. I was wondering if you'd come visit me again. How's your friend, the one I saw you with earlier, trying to steal an illicit peek at me?
Hope: As we speak, he's having
an emotional reunion with his dead girlfriend.
Faith: I assume we have you to thank?
Necromancer: Poor dear. Her spirit was clinging to him like a vine in winter. It took barely any effort. Just a little wrinkle of the nose, and poof. Young love reborn. You're lucky that's all I did. The way you've treated a man of my stature, you should be ashamed.
Dr. Saltsman walks out of the cell
Dr.Saltsman: Literally nobody knows who you are.
Necromancer:That's impossible.
Dr. Saltsman: I'll check on Raf.
He tells the girls and leaves.
Necromancer: I-If you want an end to this misery, simply bring me the knife and I'll be on my way...
Dr. Saltsman: Hope! Faith!
He yells
Necromancer: Oh...
(Faith, Hope, and Dr. Saltsman)
Faith: I take it things aren't going well?
Dr. Saltsman: He's a diva.
Hope: So what's the plan? I know you don't want to give over the knife, but we can't have him raising the lost loved ones of every person in this school.
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Tribrid in beacon hills (Slow-Updates)
FanfictionMy name is Faith Mikaelson to some people and to others it's Faith Stilinski. My father was a Mikaelson and my mother is a Stilinski. I live a very abnormal life in the Salvatore boarding school with my half sister Hope. I have been attending the Sa...
